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Home From College

By: TryAnything



John was surprised to hear that his sister Kate was coming home after finishing law school. He would have thought for sure that she'd take off for one of the big cities to find work after finishing her degree. But Kate had a date to take the Florida bar exam and he had been informed that she was going to be living at home while she figured out exactly what to do with her life.

Kate would be 23 now and John had only seen her maybe a dozen times in the last six years. He was 18 now and didn't really know her and wasn't sure how he would like to be sharing space with a sister after all these years of having it to himself with the exception of his parents who came home in the evenings and then left all day. It was like having his own house without paying for it. But now he would be sharing it with his sister, now a lawyer, and he was worried about what life would be like.

Shrugging as he realized that he had no say and nobody was interested in how he might feel, John got into his pickup truck and drove to the beach, getting his surfboard out of the back and carrying it down to the water's edge where he carefully waxed the board before attaching the fin leash to his ankle and then paddling out into the incoming waves. John had been surfing for four years now, almost every day, and his arms and upper body were very developed from all of the paddling. His sun-bleached hair hung down past his shoulders as he straddled his board, his body bronzed from all of the time in the sun. By the time he had gotten to his feet on his first wave, all thoughts of his sister's imminent arrival fled his mind as he melded into that space of oneness with the ocean and sky.

"John, now that Kate's coming home tonight you're going to have to start sharing the bathroom with her that connects between your rooms," his mother Alice said to him that morning at breakfast. "So if you don't mind, please straighten it up and make sure that it's nice and clean, at least at first," she said with a laugh.

"Sure, mom," John said, pushing to his feet to leave for the beach. "See you later."

"The bathroom first, if you please," Alice said, laughing when she saw the look on his face. "It's not going to be that bad, John," she said to him.

"What isn't?" John asked.

"Neither cleaning the bathroom nor having your sister home again. I know you don't really know each other any more, but you'll find that you have a lot in common and it'll be fun for you to finally have a sister now that you've grown up so much. Now get to it so you can finish and catch some waves before the tide turns," she said. "I'm going to play tennis," she said, leaving the kitchen.

John just stared after her, not believing how his whole world was already changing. Reluctantly he did as his mother had requested, indeed surprised to find that it only took about 20 minutes and wasn't really that bad. Ten minutes later he was on the beach surveying the water.

John declined the opportunity to go to the airport with his parents that evening, instead ensconcing himself in his room and surfing the Internet on his computer. He was checking out some surf links that had some pictures of some really hot girls when he heard everyone return. Sighing, he braced himself for what was to come.

"Hi, John," he heard from the doorway.

Swiveling his seat around John saw Kate standing in the doorway, a smile on her face. He got to his feet, feeling awkward for some reason, and said, "Hi."

"Are you on the Internet?" Kate asked, stepping into the room and looking at his monitor.

"Uh, yeah," John said, turning to look and blushing as he realized that he had one of the pictures of the girls on full screen mode.

"Nice," Kate commented. "I use the Net a lot, too. It's pretty neat, isn't it?"

"Yeah, I'd go crazy without it," John admitted.

"You don't mind me coming back home to live, do you?" Kate asked suddenly, looking her younger brother in the eyes. "Tell me the truth."

"Well, I don't mind," John said, "but I just don't know what to expect or anything. You've only ever been here for a few days since I was a little kid."

"I know," Kate said, nodding her head. "But I think you'll find out it's not so bad," she said, smiling at him. "I'm glad that I'll finally get a chance to know my brother, now that he's so grown up."

"Yeah, well..."

"Mom says you go surfing all the time," Kate continued. "I really miss the beach. Let me know when you go in the morning so I can come with you. If you don't mind, of course."

"No, that's okay," John agreed. "I'm going real early tomorrow, around sunrise because the waves will be up. But then I go again after breakfast, around ten or so."

"That sounds like my kind of time," Kate laughed. "Don't you dare wake me at sunrise my first morning home."

"I won't."

"Well, I'm beat. I'm going to get some sleep. See you in the morning," she said, turning towards the door then hesitating and turning back around. "I really am glad to be home," she said, stepping forward and hugging her brother.

John was acutely aware of his sister's body as she hugged him. She had fairly full breasts which she mashed against him and he felt her pelvis pressing against his hips. By the time she let him go and turned to leave, he had the beginnings of an erection.

John was just finishing his breakfast the next morning after a couple of hours surfing when Kate wandered into the kitchen. Her bright red hair was scattered all around her head and she was barefoot, wearing a t-shirt that came down to her upper thighs. As she plopped into a seat, John noticed that she wasn't wearing a bra by the way her breasts moved beneath the t-shirt.

"Have you really been surfing already?" she asked, rubbing her eyes.

"Yeah," John replied. "It was good this morning."

"Is there any coffee?" Kate asked.

"Over on the counter," John told her.

"Cups?" Kate asked as she shuffled over to the coffee.

"Cabinet in front of you to the left, middle shelf," John told her.

"Thanks," she said, opening the cabinet and reaching up to the shelf for a cup. As she did so, John noticed that her t-shirt hiked up over her ass, showing him most of her naked cheeks. "Ahh, that's better," she said as she sipped the coffee and sat back down. "So when are you going to go back to the beach?" Kate asked him.

"In a couple of hours probably," John replied.

"I think I'll lay in the sun then," Kate said. "Will you come rub some oil on my back in a few minutes?"

"Sure," John agreed, getting to his feet. "I'm going to go take a shower, then I'll come out."

"Perfect," Kate said, drinking her coffee.

When John finished his shower he went out in the back to find Kate laying on her stomach on a towel by the edge of the pool. When he went over to her he at first thought that she was naked, but then he realized that while not wearing a top, she did have a butt-floss bottom on. Automatically appraising what he was looking at, John decided that Kate had a pretty nice body. Her ass was nice and tight, not too big at all, and her legs were nice and slim. As he looked down at her pale freckled back he could see her breasts bulging a bit from the sides.

"Oh, there you are," Kate said, pushing up on her elbows to look at him. "Do you mind oiling me?"

"No," John said, picking up the oil and squirting some in his hand. Kneeling down he began to spread it across his sister's pale back, feeling her warm smooth skin under his hand. "You'll really burn easily with this skin," he commented as he ran his hand up to her shoulder.

"Then don't miss anything," Kate told him.

John held his breath as he let his hand move around to Kate's side as he spread the oil, expecting her to say something when his fingers glided over the bulge of her breast as he spread the oil. But Kate didn't say anything, just sighed once or twice as she felt the sun warming her.

"Well, that should do it," John said, starting to get to his feet.

"Oh, John, I didn't do my legs," Kate said. "Do you mind?"

"Sure," John said, moving down to her legs.

As he squirt some more oil into his hand, Kate adjusted her position, spreading her legs a bit so that he could oil them. John could now clearly see his sister's bikini-covered pussy. He didn't detect any hairs sticking out, but the material clung to her, molding itself to her pussy. John could clearly make out her pussy lips and they even stuck out the sides a little bit. 

Kneeling down, he started at her foot and worked his way up, applying the oil to her leg. When he got to her upper thigh, he hesitated, not sure how far to actually go. But Kate resolved that problem.

"Do my butt too," she said, "if you don't mind."

"You want me to do your butt!" John asked her in a surprised tone of voice.

"Well, you won't hurt it, but the sun surely will," Kate told him, pushing up on her elbows and looking back at him. "So if it doesn't gross you out, please do my butt too."

"Okay," John said, taking a deep breath before reaching out once more and running his hands up Kate's leg and onto her butt. 

Nervously spreading the oil on his sister's ass, John quickly finished and moved to the other foot. As he did so Kate shifted, opening her legs even further and causing the material of her suit to pull between her pussy lips, completely exposing them to John's view. John's hands were almost trembling as he began to spread the oil upwards, first coating her calf, then her thigh and up onto her ass cheek. As John pushed upward on her ass, it caused her suit to expose even more of her pussy. As John nervously spread the oil on his sister's ass, his little finger slid down the crack of her ass and over her asshole before sliding back up onto the meat of her cheek. Seeing that she was covered, John stopped, lifting his hands from her body.

"That should do it," he said, surprised to hear his voice steady and not cracking.

"Thanks, John," Kate said, reaching behind herself and pulling the string to her bikini up to rearrange her suit, completely exposing her pussy to her brother's view before settling the material back down, covering herself. "Let me know when you're going to go surfing, okay?"

"Yeah, sure," John agreed, pushing to his feet and going back into the house. Man, that was nuts. My own sister! And her pussy! God, that was so sexy.

Shutting his bedroom door behind himself, John pulled his baggies down around his knees, his hard cock springing to attention in front of him. Grasping it in his hand, John began to masturbate, the picture of his sister's pussy fresh in his mind. He stared at his cock as he masturbated, noting that even if he was only 18 years old, his cock was ten inches long and almost four inches around. He knew it was big because only one guy in school, a black guy, had a cock as big as his in gym class. After only a couple of minutes of beginning, John groaned and began to cum, shooting across the room and splashing on the floor. He continued pumping his cock, not stopping until he could squeeze no more cum from it before releasing himself and standing there, gasping for breath from the intensity of his orgasm. Then he grabbed some kleenex and cleaned up the mess he had made on the floor, throwing them in the wastepaper basket next to his desk as he sat down to surf the Net.

That was so nice. With a little encouragement he could probably give a nice massage. I wonder if he's a virgin? No, no way, not looking like he does. He's such a hunk! I'll bet he's up there beating off right now. I wonder how big his cock is? My pussy is so hot. Oh, well.

Time to go, John thought as he looked up from his computer to gaze in the direction of the ocean out the window. Powering off his computer he started for the door, almost stopping as he thought of his sister again. Just don't think about it, he told himself as he went down the stairs and out the back door to the pool. As he walked over to his sister he realized that she was now laying on her back, her naked breasts visible for all to see.

"Uhh, Kate, I'm going surfing now," he said as he approached.

"Oh, is it that time already?" she asked, sitting up, her breasts swinging in front of her, her nipples glistening with oil. "I must have fallen asleep," she said, reaching for a towel as she got to her feet. "Thanks for getting me," she said, wrapping the towel around herself. "Let me get a top and I'll be right back," she said, walking past him to the house, letting the towel drop as soon as she had gone past him.

Man, he said to himself as he went into the house and out to his truck to wait for his sister. I mean, she's 23. And a lawyer now. And my sister. Oh, well. Kate came out of the house with a long t-shirt on over her suit and got into the truck.

"I haven't been to the beach in so long," she said as she leaned back. "I really miss it."

"I'd die if I didn't have the ocean," John said. "It's everything for me."

"Everything? That's an awful lot" Kate said.

"Well, the most important thing," John amended.

"More important than girls?" Kate asked with a smile, seeing him squirm a bit in his seat.

"Less complicated in some ways," John replied.

"How's that?"

"Well, with the ocean you always know it's going to win in the end. With girls, you actually think you have a chance."

"My, my, that's a pretty cynical attitude so young."

"I'm 18," John said.

"And you've had that much experience with girls that you know this?"

"Do you think I'm wrong?"

"Maybe, maybe not," Kate laughed. "But I'm glad to see that you really think about things like that. You finish school next year. Have you decided what you're going to do?"

"Go to University of Miami, Marine Biology," he replied.

"That's a pretty good school," Kate said. "How are your grades?"

"3.9," John said with a little pride.

"3.9! That's really good, John. I didn't know," Kate said, looking at her brother anew. "That's pretty impressive. I never had a 3.9."

"I know. 3.7 was your best."

"You know that?"

"Yeah."

Kate just sat back stunned as John parked the truck. Why would he know something like that, she wondered. And to think that this muscular, tanned young surfer was probably one of the smartest kids in his class. And Marine Biology at Miami. A very good private school and very expensive.

"Well, I'm going to catch some waves," John said as he grabbed his board. "See you."

Kate watched as he ran down to the water, throwing the board into the surf and jumping on top of it, paddling hard to get out beyond the breaking waves. Kate grabbed her towel and went down onto the beach and sat down just outside of the incoming waves' surge to watch her brother and some other surfers try to catch the rare Florida waves. She was pleased to see that John was very adept at catching the waves and doing all sort of maneuvers before kicking out and heading back out to catch another one.

Kate must have fallen asleep, because she suddenly awakened to the sensation of cold water dripping on her. Abruptly sitting up, she shaded her eyes and looked up to see John standing there with his board under his arm.

"Ready to go?" he asked.

"Sure," Kate agreed, getting to her feet. "Have fun?"

"Yeah, it was pretty good," John said.

"You look pretty good out there," Kate told him as they drove home.

"I surf every day," John said. "No matter what."

"What about hurricanes?"

"The best," he replied, "but we don't ever really get them or any surf because of them. We just wish for it."

"Well, you look good out there," Kate said. "In fact, you just look good. I like what I see."

"Oh," John mumbled, keeping his eyes on the road until they got home.

"Thanks for taking me along," Kate said as she got out. "I know it's a drag to have your sister tagging along."

"Oh, that's okay," John said. "I don't mind."

"I'm going to take a shower before mom and dad get home," Kate said. "Will you moisturize me when I'm done? I don't want to peel."

"Yeah, sure," John said, his heart suddenly pounding until he thought it would burst through his chest. "I'm gonna check my email."

"I'll find you when I'm ready," Kate said as she went into the house.

Man, not again! John booted up his computer, impatiently waiting for it to load, then clicked to check his email. He was reading the couple messages when Kate came into the room, a towel wrapped around herself.

"Here okay?" she asked, startling him.

"Uh, yeah, sure," John agreed, getting to his feet.

"Use this," Kate said, handing him a container. "It's some really good massage cream that has some wonderful moisturizers in it and aloe too. It's really good for my skin," she said, laying down on her stomach on the bed and arranging the towel so that her back was bare.

Taking a deep breath, John put some of the cream on his hand and began to rub it into his sister's back, making sure to cover all of it.

"You have really strong hands," Kate said. "You should learn to do massage, you'd be good at it."

"Really?" John asked, momentarily pausing.

"Umm, I think so," Kate said. "Why don't you just try to do what you think a massage would be and see. Your hands will tell you what to do."

"You think so?" John asked, unsure.

"Sure, it'll feel good," Kate said, raising her arms above her head and putting her head on her hands.

"Well, okay," John said, again spreading the cream across his sister's back, but this time with more pressure. When he felt lumps or bumps he would rub them more until they seemed to soften or go away. He continued for 10-15 minutes before Kate spoke up.

"That is so nice!" she said. "I can't tell you how good that feels. You have natural talent."

"You think so?"

"I know so," Kate said. "I've had massages before. You're very good."

"I never did it before," John said.

"Why don't you do my feet and legs now," Kate suggested. "If you want to, of course. They need the cream anyway. But if you want to try to massage, I'd love it."

"I don't mind," John said, liking the idea. It had felt good to knead the muscles on her back and he knew her legs would feel just as good.

"Start with my feet," Kate suggested, "and then work your way up my leg and butt. Then do the other side. If you want."

"Okay," John agreed, moving down to the end of the bed and his sister's feet. 

Picking up the foot closest to the edge of the bed, John spread some cream on her foot and then began to rub his sister's foot, paying special attention to her toes, between them and pulling on them and squeezing them. Kate sighed with pleasure a couple of times before John put her foot down and then began to work on her calf. He loved the feeling of holding the two halves of her calf in each hand, feeling the muscle as he gently squeezed.

Now he was ready to massage above his sister's knee but the towel was across her ass and thighs. John wasn't sure what to do. He decided to do nothing and try to just massage beneath the towel, so he took some cream in his hands and began to apply it to his sister's thigh. The towel pushed upwards but stopped moving when he got to the crease of her thigh and butt and moved back down to her knee. He had done this twice when Kate spoke up.

"John, try making that movement and getting my butt at the same time. That way you'll get the whole muscle instead of stopping half way."

"Uh, okay," John agreed, taking a deep breath. He could hear his heart pounding as he slid his hands back up his sister's leg beneath the towel, pushing it upwards at the same time. But instead of stopping at the crease between her thigh and butt, this time he continued pushing upwards, spreading the cream onto her cheek until he got to her lower back, then back down. But this had had the effect of pushing the towel up as well, over her ass so that it was covering only half of her other ass cheek and part of her leg, exposing her naked pussy and asshole to his view. 


Home from College



I was home from college, and ready to party, Charlie the party animal, that was my nickname at college. I had graduated this last semester, and had a job promised and waiting for me back home. I was really looking forward to being back home again. 

My older sister, Sue, was home from nursing school for a summer break and I couldn't wait to see her. She is tall, 5' 11'', and all legs from her cute little butt to the bottoms of her feet; I would often fantasize about her and that sweet little ass. Umm yeah, I wanted to pump that ass. She was built like mom, both gorgeous women, big round breast, nice plump butts, and curvy bodies. 

Mom, Betty, my step mom, is as sweet as peaches and always forgiving, no matter what I did as a kid, I guess because my paternal mom died giving birth to me, Betty felt sorry for me and always seemed to favorer me. But for the past ten years she hasn't been too happy. My dad and my uncle Jake died in a car accident ten years ago, while the unhappiness is certainly understandable; it seems to be going on way too long. 

My dad, Frank, and uncle Jake were best friends in high school. When my dad met my step mom, of course after my mom died, he introduced her to Jake, and she in turn introduced Jake to her sister, Sandy. Well, to keep it short, Jake asked Sandy to be his wife and thus my uncle, Jake.

So, when dad and uncle Jake died it caused quite a lot of problems and even more tears. Mom and my aunt Sandy were both widows at the ages of 39 and 41 respectively. Mom and aunt Sandy were very close growing up, but now they were even closer. After the accident aunt Sandy sold her house and moved in with us.

Here I was home and happy to be home. When I got in it was very late, mom met me at the door and said Sue was there and in bed asleep, and aunt Sandy was getting ready for bed now. I whispered, "Ok mom I'll go up and take a shower and get to bed too, ok?"

I couldn't help but notice the nightgown mom was wearing. It was very sheer and I could see mom's big round tits. Her nipples were hard and pushed out about a quarter of an inch. I had never noticed before that she had such beautiful nipples. I felt my cock hardening so I quickly covered up my crotch with my luggage. 

I think mom noticed the bulge before I could react. She just smiled and said, "Good night hun, I'll see you in the morning."

I felt myself blush, so I quickly turned to go up the stairway and said, "Night mom."

I was up early the next morning, and went down to the kitchen to make coffee. I always enjoyed two or three cups of coffee in the morning with about five or six cigarettes, or more, to start my day. I have to have my smokes with my coffee. 

"Morning, Charles!" Sue said as she walked into the kitchen.

"Hi gorgeous" I said, as I looked her over, head to toe. Sue had her pink baby doll PJ's on, very sheer, nothing on underneath, her hair was mussed, and even without makeup she was beautiful. Her tits were like moms, big round and full, with big nipples.

"Gorgeous? Well what's gotten into you. I don't think you ever called me that before." Sue said as she pored herself a cup of coffee.

I lightly laughed and said, "Yeah, I know. But there are a lot of things I've always thought but never said." That just seemed to hang in the air for a few moments while Sue sipped carefully on her cup of coffee.

Sue set her coffee cup next to mine and from behind me she lightly hugged me around my neck. I could feel her breasts against my back. I reached up and held her left arm pulling here closer. Her cheek was against mine and she gave me a little kiss "Uuummmua!" She picked up her cup and headed out of the kitchen, looking back at me with a big smile she said, "I want to know all about those things you have never said latter tonight when I get back from the mall... Ok?"

I smiled and said, "Sure, if you think you can handle it." I hoped she hadn't noticed my throbbing erection while she was hugging me.

"I'm a big girl now." She replied as she went up the stairs to her bedroom.

Hell, what did I just open up? Talk about Pandora's box. Would I really have the guts to tell my older sister that I was having sexual fantasies about her, and mom? Maybe I was being a little moronic, or having a bigmouth day.

Mom and aunt Sandy came into the kitchen both in very sheer nightgowns I could practically see everything. My mom's nipples were stiff and looked delicious, and Sandy was running a close second. They both looked as if they had been up all night.

"You two have a late night?" I asked expecting the nominal answer, but what I heard next was a bit puzzling:

"Yeah" mom said yawing, "Your aunt Sandy wouldn't leave me alone all night long. Aunt Sandy giggled and said, "Me? You weren't complaining last night, Betty."

Mom smacked aunt Sandy on the butt and said, "You're bad, and you know it, just bad to the bone, girl." They both started laughing.

I interrupted, "Ok kids, I'm heading out to the lumberyard to talk to my new boss. Does anyone want me to stop and buy something for lunch?" Almost in unison mom and Sandy said "Pizza...." They both started to laugh again. I just shook my head and said, "Pizza it is." and went to get a quick shower before taking off to the lumberyard.

Once in the shower I couldn't help but think of all the beautiful tits, nipples, and lovely feminine scent, a sexy scent not perfume, but a woman's scent. I was craving that smell, the smell of a woman's sex. I lathered up and stroked my cock back and forth. The shower sprayer is a type, which is attached to a hose. I used the showerhead to spray my cock and balls while I jerked off. My imagination went wild from Sue to mom, then Sandy. It had been a while since I had pussy, and I was so fucking horny I couldn't stand myself. I could feel an orgasm building and I was moaning softly thinking about all that pussy in the house, "Ooooo..." I exploded, my semen went squirting all over the place, and my dick was throbbing with each stroke my hand made. "Oh...fuck, that felt good..." I said as I climaxed. 

"Hun, are you alright?" Sandy shouted just outside the bathroom door.

"Yeah, I'll be out in just a second aunt Sandy..." I said, hoping she couldn't hear the moaning noise I had been making while jacking off and fantasizing about fucking her, mom, and Sue.

I quickly rinsed off threw a towel around me and ducked into my bedroom. After getting dressed I was out the front door, into my car and off to the lumberyard. Soon forgetting about the sex fiend I was turning in to. Damn, I wanted to fuck my sister, my step mom, and my mom's sister. Was I nuts or what? All I knew was that all three of them were yummy looking this morning, and I was getting hungry for pussy.

When I got home it was about 3:00pm the house was quiet. I thought maybe mom and aunt Sandy went to the mall with Sue. That's when I got the bright idea to go checkout underwear, moms, aunt Sandy and Sues. I was doing a panty raid on my own fucking family. "I am crazy," I said as I went into mom's bedroom first. 

All the silky panties and nylons, and... "What the FUCK!" I blurted out. 

I found a huge vibrating dildo, a strap on dick, and several tubes of KY-Jelly and a few bottles of oil in my step mom's underwear drawer. Wait a minute; I can understand some of this but the strap on. What would she do with that? I quickly put it all back as I found it, as best as I could remember and headed out of there, and straight to my aunt Sandy's bedroom. 

"Damn!" I said. I found the same type of stuff in her panty drawer.

Off to Sue's bedroom; I was now acting reckless shoving panties and stockings around looking for more sex paraphernalia. "None." I said, almost shocked. This is where I would expect to find sex toys in Sue's bedroom, not moms and aunt Sandy's. I straightened out the rooms and went back down stairs.

It was about 6:00pm when the girls got home. Mom shouted as they walked in the front door, "Hun, you here sweetie? Sorry about missing the lunch pizza."

"Oh, that's ok mom, I forgot to get the pizza anyway." I replied trying to sound totally innocent of being a spy...

Mom and aunt Sandy walked in the kitchen where I was having a beer and a smoke. "Hi aunt Sandy, mom." I said nonchalantly.

"Quit calling me aunt Sandy." Sandy said as she gave me a hug and a kiss first on my cheek, then turning my head so I was facing her, she planted one square on my mouth. Her lips were warm and very wet, and I could feel my cock beginning to stiffen.

"Hey, save some of that for dear old mom!" Mom said, and then she kissed me in the same fashion except she held her kiss on my lips a little bit longer than aunt Sandy did.

"Woohoo!" I heard Sue yell as she walked into the kitchen. "Don't leave me out!" And with that she planted a big wet kiss all over my mouth inserting her tongue and flicking it in and out of my mouth and licking my lips. My cock was now rock hard, and I couldn't move.

Sandy laughingly said, "Is that a banana in your pocket Charles or are you just happy to see us?"

My dick was throbbing up and down and pushing against my shorts as if it was trying desperately to get out. It isn't a banana, I thought. All three of them were giggling and having a great time making fun of my bobbing hard on, and me. 

"Ok you guys." I said, and quickly sat down in my chair to try to hide my boner.

"Well." Mom said taking a deep breath, "I'm going upstairs to try on my new clothes, you coming Sandy?"

When mom and Sandy left the kitchen Sue came over and wiggled onto my lap. "Let me feel that cute little dick of yours... against my ass" she said as she wiggled her butt back and forth on my cock. Then she said:

"OH hun, that dick of yours feels good. And, I can't wait for you to tell me all about your girl friends and how much they like that huge beef-stick of yours in their pussies." 

I had my arms around her small waste squeezing her and looking into her light green eyes. "I have a lot to talk about, but I have even more that I want to do to you." I reached up and cupped one of her breast and squeezed it. Sue bent down and kissed me on my lips. I thought I was going to blow my load right there in my pants. Sue stood up and said, "Ok Bro, tonight after mom and Sandy are fast asleep I'll go to your bedroom, and don't you dare fall asleep... I may want to try out that beef-stick of yours." Sue was giggling as she left.

I was hot for my sister and she was reciprocating, and she now wanted to come to me? Tonight, maybe tonight I would find out for sure.

"Charles!" I heard mom yelling from upstairs.

"What mom?" I said, not expecting what I would hear next.

"Get up here right now, young man!" Mom said sounding quite upset.

I walked into her room, "What mom? Oh, shit!" sort-of rolled off my tongue.

Then mom said in a very quiet calm voice, "Were you going through my things?"

I was caught, sure a shit I was caught, and all I could muster was: "Yeah..."

Then mom said, "Ok, I'll talk to you about this later." Then she added, "You're not a little kid anymore, you are a grown man. And maybe it's time you know more of what we woman around this house need than what you might think."

"Know what" I said almost interrupting and as if I didn't have a clue what all the sex toys were for.

Mom just said, with a big smile on her face, "Later on, maybe tomorrow. Ok, hun?"

"Sure mom." I said as I turned to walk down the hallway to the stairs then down to the kitchen.

I could hear mom and aunt Sandy talking about the situation, and giggling, as I went back to my beer and smokes. I felt really bad. Maybe mom and aunt Sandy would never trust me again, and maybe they think I'm still a foolish little kid. Or worse, maybe they think I'm a pervert.

Sue yelled down, "I called for a pizza. It'll be here in about half an hour or so. Charles hun, please pay for it when it gets here. Ok, Gorgeous?" Sue giggled.

Aunt Sandy chimed in and said Yeah, Gorgeous! Please...? Pretty please?" The whole house seemed to erupt in laughter. 

"Ok." I said. "Ok, Ok..."

About 7:30pm the doorbell rang. The pizza was here. "I'll get it." I said. I paid the delivery guy and gave him a very generous tip as well. Why not, I was feeling perky, horny, great, and guilty all at the same time.

Then I yelled out "Come and get it everyone, pizza!!" 

The girls came down to the kitchen. Mom, Sandy, Sue and me were sitting at the dinner table eating pizza and drinking beer. The conversation was light, and mostly just between the girls, they were talking about what they bought at the mall stores, and what they saw, and what they had to return. Etc... Etc...Bla, bla, and bla...

I finished eating first, as usual, and made an announcement: "Mom, Sandy, Sue... I will do the dishes and take out the trash tonight. Let's say it's girls night off..."

"Oh sure Bro." Sue said, "We ate on paper plates and drank our beer from the cans it came in, butt-head." Chuckles and laughter ensued, to say the least.

Mom reached over and patted Sandy on the back and said, "How about a nice hot bubble bath and a massage?" Sandy replied, "Ummm, sounds like a winner to me."

I got busy collecting the plates and beer cans and getting the trash out to the garbage can outside. When I came back inside Sue was the only one sitting at the table. Sue said, "Alright Bro, go take your shower first, then I'll take my bath." Then she interjected, "Don't forget about tonight. I'll be there, so be ready to spill the beans on all those coeds you humped at college. And, be ready to show me that huge beef-stick. I just might want to try it out myself."

I was lost for words and just followed Sue with my eyes as she left the kitchen.

I showered and got into bed, not a stitch of clothing on. I was totally nude, and waiting. I turned on my TV and I was channel surfing looking for a movie. I found a pay per view porn show and was watching the show but thinking about the girls here and not on the set. My dick was hard and I was in need of sexual relief. About half way through the movie Sue walked in my bedroom. She was wearing a black silk negligee, and black stockings.

"Fuck! You look fucking hot Sue!" I said almost drooling. Sue was so beautiful, and dressed like that she could be a movie star with ease... She most certainly looked better than most of those pinheads in Hollywood. 

"Thanks sweetie. I hope you're in your birthday suite." Sue said as she climbed into my bed and snuggled up next to me with her back against my stomach, and hard on. Her ass pressed firmly against my dick. 

"Ooo, that cock feels good on my ass." She reached behind her and wrapped her hand around my dick. "UUUmmm, fuck, baby, this is a nice fat dick you have bro... What are you watching on TV bad boy?" Sue said while she was squeezing my dick.

I didn't waste any time at all. I had my arms around her waste and I began kissing the back of her neck and shoulders. "Oh you wench you. Fuck, you feel so good. Sue... I want you fuck you so fucking bad." I whispered in her ear.

Sue rolled over facing me and said, "I'm all yours hun, do what ever you want."

I pressed her under me and had both my hands busy rubbing and squeezing her tits and nipples. I bent my head down and went from one tit to the other nibbling and biting her nipples and her tits. Sue began to moan. She had her hands on my head and was pushing me down in the direction of her pussy. I knew what she wanted. I kissed and licked between her breast and down her chest to her stomach. I rolled my tongue around her belly button and down on to the top of her mound. To my surprise, she was totally shaved. It made me so hot I couldn't wait anymore. I dove down to her muffin, her cream pie that beautifully shaved pussy. I went crazy my tongue, mouth and nose were all over her pussy and her ass. The nylon hose and the rest of that negligee made the escapade even more exciting. I lifted her legs up so I could get my whole face in her sweet smelling pussy.

Sue was moaning louder and louder, "Fuck me Charles, eat my pussy and fuck me!" Before Sue could say another word I was on top of her and my cock penetrated her pussy and slid in all the way to my balls; my cock was rock hard and I could feel it throbbing inside Sue's soaking wet pussy, ready to explode.

"OH!" Sue yelped. And she began rocking back and forth. Her thighs were shivering and shaking. She was ready to explode too. 

We were fucking so fast and hard that we didn't care about the slurping and smacking noises our wet bodies were making, much less the noise of the headboard and box springs. The full length of my dick was penetrating here pussy, then the full length out to the head of my dick, and then pounding back in. In and out pounding - we were fucking our brains out. I could not believe what was happening: here I am fucking my sister and loving every second of it, and she was too. 

We fucked and sucked on each other for several hours until we both became so exhausted that we fell asleep curled up together her back against my chest, and her ass against my dick.

"Sue, Charles. Come down and get some breakfast... coffee is ready! Come on you two." Mom's voice was coming from the kitchen but it sounded like she was standing right there in my bedroom. I jumped up and scrambled to get my jeans on. "Hey gorgeous girl!" I whispered loudly... "Get up before mom comes up here."

Sue just rolled over exposing her breast and huge nipples to the cool room air and said, "Hi bro, you were fucking great last night. Did you have fun too?"

Again I tried to keep my voice as quiet as possible, "Yes sweetie, but we have to get..." I didn't get a chance to finish my sentence when mom came into the room.

"Charles after breakfast, we need to talk." She said that sternly but yet not seeming surprised to find Sue, naked, and in my bed.

"Ok mom" was all I could manage to say.

Fuck, I thought... 'Ok mom?' Is that what I just said?

I turned to look at Sue and before I could turn back to speak to mom she was out the door and headed down the stairs.

I spun back around and said, "Sue, what do you think mom means?"

With a big smile on her face Sue said, "I don't know bro, but I think you've been busted!"

"SUE?" I exclaimed.

Sue was giggling at my newfound predicament. Evidently she thought this whole mess I had gotten myself into was cute or something. What had I gotten myself into? How would I explain to mom and aunt Sandy that Sue was in my bed, naked, and not ashamed of that fact at all?

"So." Sue said, rather abruptly, "Tell me about all the girls you were fucking at college. Are they as pretty as me, and do they have a great body like mine?"

I was still thinking about mom and what she said, and how she didn't seem very upset at all, and the way Sue and aunt Sandy were acting. I was puzzled for sure.

Sue broke into my thoughts, "Hey bro? Well... you didn't answer my question, were they?"

"What, were they what, Sue? I mean no they were not as good looking as you, and most of them had to be wined and dined before they would even think about putting out."

Sue sat up on the edge of the bed and said, "So I'm an easy lay, bro?"

I laughed and said, "No, you are gorgeous, and the best fuck I have ever had. Although there was this one girl..."

Sue threw a pillow at me, and said smiling, "You just wait big dick, you'll get yours."

Sue got up and went to take a shower and get dressed. I waited until she was done then I followed suit. By the time I got down to the kitchen mom, Sandy, and Sue were in a very heavy conversation and my name was mentioned more than once.

"Morning mom, Sandy." I said while poring myself a cup of coffee.

"What about me hun? No morning gorgeous, for me?" Sue said teasingly.

Aunt Sandy said, "Yeah after you fucked your sisters brains out last night the least you could do is say good morning to her." She said it loud enough for the neighbors to hear her next door.




Home from College



"WHAT!" Came out of my mouth with spewed coffee. All three of them started laughing so hard they were holding their sides. Sue was pounding on the breakfast table with the palm of one hand and with the other pointing her index finger at me. Aunt Sandy had her hands cupped over her mouth laughing hysterically, and mom was standing next to Sue and had one hand on her hip and with her other hand she was holding on to Sue's left shoulder for support.

My face was probably fifteen different shades of red, I felt so embarrassed. I thought for sure I was going to get the third degree, or at least a good ass chewing from mom and aunt Sandy; instead not another word about sex, or about Sue and me sleeping together, nothing.

Mom broke the laughter, "Ok young man, get yourself plenty of rest today because tonight we are going to have a party." Mom said that as if she couldn't wait for some cooked-up surprise to get started.

After breakfast, coffee and a few smokes, mom, Sandy and Sue left to run 'errands', which probably meant they were going back to the mall to take back the items they bought yesterday for an exchange or whatever they do when they go back to the mall and stores. I have never understood that about women, and they all seem to do that.

I was having a peaceful relaxing afternoon. I watched a ball game, and then tuned-in to a sports channel to watch a poker tournament. I think the only attraction to the poker game was the female announcer, she was a hot babe, but before I knew it I was fast asleep on the couch. 

"Hun? You feeling alright?" It was aunt Sandy.

"Oh, hi Sandy... guess I must of dosed off." I said as I rolled over on my back.

"Oooo, sweetie, you must have been dreaming about me. Look at this big thing here." Sandy placed her hand on my half swollen cock, which was bulging in my shorts. Rubbing and squeezing it, she said, "Is it my turn to have this in my pussy?"

Before I could say anything... Sue said, "I think we all want some of that, right mom?"

"Mom?" I said very surprised.

"Well Charles," mom said, "Sue said she could break the ice with you last night, and I guess she did, right?" Then mom just waited to hear my response and watch my facial expressions.

All I could say was "Fuck."

Aunt Sandy said, "That's the idea hun... You have a big cock, we have needy pussies and we want that cock of yours in our pussies." That last word 'pussies' seemed to echo in my head... three times...

"Well what are we waiting for?" I said.

Mom and Sue went to get mom's king size bed ready. They lit candles close the blinds and curtains. Aunt Sandy was busy gathering up the paraphernalia needed to make this evening the best it could be. She brought in the strap on, the KY Jelly, the vibrators, and the music CD's. The next thing I know we are all in mom's room. Aunt Sandy slipped into something silky and sexy, mom was wearing white stockings and panties no bra, Sue was totally nude, as was I.

Aunt Sandy started the music while Sue and mom lit candles.

Sue sat on the bed, Sandy stood right in front of her with her hands on her shoulders. Sue reached up with both her hands and began to massage Sandy's tits. Mom walked up behind Sandy and hugged her around her waste slipping one hand inside her panties to fondle her pussy while squeezing her butt cheek with her other hand.

I went behind mom wrapping my arms around her and I couldn't wait to get my hands on those big tits. Mom reached behind herself and grabbed onto my dick. "Oooo, that cock feels good," mom said. 

As I continued to squeeze and fondle mom's breasts, I whispered in mom's ear, "Your tits are beautiful." 

I bent down and began to lick on mom's ass and kissing her butt cheeks. I pulled her panties down and helped her step out of them. Mom leaned forward and I started licking around her ass crack, and her pussy. Sandy was now on top of Sue with her strap on fully inserted in her pussy and they were fucking and kissing. Mom moved over and lay down on the bed on her stomach next to Sue and looking back at me she said, "In my ass hun. I want you to fuck me in my ass."

I grabbed the tube of KY Jelly and smeared some on my cock and some on mom's ass and began to slowly penetrate her hole. Sandy and Sue rolled over to join me in loving on mom. Sue positioned herself with her pussy right in mom's face. Mom was licking and sucking Sue while aunt Sandy came up behind me with her strap on fully greased down and began to insert it into my ass hole. At first it hurt like heck, but after a while it felt great. Sandy was ass-fucking me I was ass-fucking mom, and mom was licking and eating on Sue's pussy. All of us were moaning in exotic chants of our own.

Mom wiggled and rolled over on the bed and said, "I want that cock in my pussy now." 

I was happy to oblige. Sandy pulled her strap on out of my ass and pulled it off. Sandy and Sue lay on the bed next to mom and me, and while they were eating and licking on each other I inserted my bulging dick into mom's pussy and we pumped in unison. 

In between licking and kissing, Sue was watching me fuck mom and I could tell it was making her hot. She reached over with her right hand and placed her two middle fingers on moms little bud and she was stroking her clit as fast as she could. Mom exploded, she was squirting her juice down into her ass and onto the bed.

"Oooooooo FUCK!" mom said, oh you son of a bitch you are one great fuck, Charles."

I pulled out before I exploded and aunt sandy climbed over mom laid below me, grabbed my dick and shoved it in her mouth. The way she handled me she must have been a blowjob queen when she was younger. The way she sucked on me was like nothing I had had before. The girls I knew at college could learn a lot from these three girls right here. 

"Oh Sandy you suck dick so fucking gooooood!" I said, and as I saying that, wham! My cock exploded sperm everywhere. Sue and mom joined in on sucking and licking my dick and balls.

"Uuummmm" the three of them seemed to say in unison as they licked and slurped on my now softening cock. Sue slid off the bed and onto her knees on the floor directly in front of me. She was sucking my limp dick back to life. The more she sucked the harder it got.

"Damn Sue, you just may be better at sucking cock than Sandy." I said as I was being rocked back and forth from the motions Sue was making. 

WACK! Aunt Sandy smacked me on my left butt cheek, "Oowwwa!" I blurted out without loosing the rhythm of Sue's head bobbing back and forth.

Mom said, "Ok Sue, it's my turn to suck that big cock. Move over hun." With that Sue took one last big suck then got back on the bed.

Mom got down on her knees in front of me looked up and said, "I love this cock of yours." Then she grabbed my dick and began to suck.

Sandy and Sue stood one on each side of me they were both rubbing my ass and balls while mom was sucking like a pro.

"Ohoooo shit! Ohooo FUCK! I'm cuming." Just as I was saying that aunt Sandy inserted her middle finger in my ass hole and began to finger fuck my ass. And that did it. Cum went everywhere, in my mom's mouth, in her hair, on her face and she was still going at it sucking me dry. Sue got down on her knees and helped mom with the cleanup. 

Mom and Sue stood up and all four of us were hugging and kissing. What a night to remember. 

Oh, it doesn't end there. Mom and aunt Sandy asked me to stay at home and not take the job with the lumberyard, and Sue is going to quit nursing school so she will be here as well. 

Mom said she has made enough money with investments, and the money aunt Sandy got for her house, and she has paid-off the house and the two cars, hers and Sandy's, and she said that we were set forever, if we wanted to stay at home.

I told mom, aunt Sandy and Sue that that proposition sounded pretty good to me, and I would do it if Sue would stay at home too. Sue said she would not give it a second thought and it was as good as done.



Home from College



This copy of the story has been revised. I believe the editing errors have been removed. When I write something I always have my internal view of the ending and the future. I failed to convey that to the readers. I assumed the readers could tell where it was headed. I have attempted to remedy this while remaining truthful. Hopefully the story is clearer now.

I would like to thank Emerald_Eyed & VampGirl1991. They were really great editors. There's a lot of detail and it takes time to get to the sex. There will be mistakes so feel free to help me improve, by telling me what can be fixed. However please be kind while doing so. 

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Over the past few weeks I've noticed the development of spring. It's evoked strong memories in me; decade old memories have begun to creep up on me. Time goes by like a snap of your fingers. As I look across the room, to my wife and our little infant son, I feel blessed. We had just moved into our first house that actually felt like a home. After all, I was back in Rayburn.

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My name is Josh Walden. At the time I was a lanky six foot one. I had little to no fat but really no muscle, either. This all sat below my shaggy black hair.

I began thinking about the incidents of eleven years ago. It was the start of April and the snow was gone, and the wildlife had returned. There was change in air, I tell yah what! My sad, unexcitable senior year was almost over. I was eighteen and a virgin. No ifs, ands or exceptions. I hadn't been sucked, touched or fucked to be technical. I felt increasingly perverted as I imagined myself with the women in my newly acquired Playboys. Having been declared immaterial by the fairer sex, they were my only choice.

My family at the time consisted of my parents, my older sister and I. We lived in our home in Rayburn. My family had lived there since before my sister or I was born. My dad was born and raised in Rayburn, having met my mom at college. He courted her and they eventually moved back to Rayburn. 

It's now the month of May and my sister Helen had been away at college for four months now. On top of that my sister stayed over for the summer as her friends returned home for their near four month break. It didn't seem fair to me the time they got off. One of these returning scholars was my twenty year old next door neighbor Alexis Taylor. However, as quick as she arrived, the next day Alexis and her friends were off to Brazil for something like a weeklong vacation.

Alexis was an only child and a girl at that so she got anything she wanted. Like my sister she was rarely ever home so I would often volunteer next door to help Dr. and Mrs. Taylor out, cleaning up cutting the grass and stuff like that. However, they refused to let me do it for free. The reason Alexis could take the trips she did is, unlike my family, the Taylor's were fairly well off. Her father was head of cardiac surgery at the county hospital and her mom, a stay at home mother, volunteered around town fulltime. 

Alexis arrived home for the summer with what had to be enhanced breasts, as her chest had previously been a B cup. Her chest looked like what I'll dub as larger! Unlike any other father Dr. Taylor had clear legitimate grounds to blow up over his daughter's blown up chest. I could literally hear the yelling from my room. Alexis constantly got away with murder next door as Dr. Taylor was forced to keel to the whims of his perpetually appeasing wife. Thinking back, I was a nosy little bugger! 

My interactions with Alexis had been minimal. She was two years older than me, just like my sister. Both of them were cheerleaders in high school. After high school, Helen, my sister, took a more academic route, attempting to mimic old Dr. Taylor's stature. 

Alexis wasn't rude to me or ever treated me badly. I just didn't exist to her at the time. Even though I was her next door neighbor, I was simply a non-entity. 

The day she got back from college I waved to her as I trudged on to school. She responded with a faint smile. I felt like such a loser. After seeing Alexis's new bust she became the fuel for my erections. After all, it was like having a Playboy bunny right next door. I imagined the five foot seven girl, her alluring dark brown hair swaying in the breeze as she sucked my cock. She would make it slick as I toyed with her large breasts before I fucked them. 

It was a day still early in May with Alexis still on vacation when Dr. Taylor called me up asking for my help. "Josh, Anna and I," Anna being his wife, "want to get rid of some junk in the house, so Anna has decided we're having a yard sale. We actually put up signs but forgot it was tomorrow. Could we get your help?" 

I paused for a second, thinking what I had planned tomorrow. "It's a Saturday," Dr. Taylor said after a few seconds followed by. "You're busy, probably going out with a girlfriend." I chuckled a bit at that. If a girlfriend could be an Xbox, then yes, I thought.

"I wish I was. No, all I have planned is finishing an essay and playing some Xbox, so yeah, I would love to help." 

"See you at eight then. Is that too early?" Dr. Taylor asked in his trademark style of compromise.

"Nope, I'll be there!" I affirmed like a man on a mission. 

I was up at about six a.m. when I started prepping Dr. Taylor's garage. When anything gets in the way of Xbox I'm quite inspired to get up early, to get it done. The Taylors trusted me with the code to their garage, so I had set everything up on the driveway by seven thirty when Dr. Taylor walked out. 

When he came out I asked him about something I found in the garage. Pointing at a neatly packed away set of army officer uniforms, I asked, "Was this for Halloween?" After asking the question I regretted it. I was afraid he would respond with, "No, Josh, that's what I wear when I fuck my wife."

That's not what happened, though. He smiled and replied, though, thank god! "I was an army surgeon for something like ten years. Jesus, that was like twenty years ago now. I didn't say this earlier but thanks for setting up," Dr. Taylor said sprightly as he changed the subject.

"You were in the army?" I asked, a bit surprised. We would later discuss his time in the army together and it would lead me to follow suit. The army thing, not the surgeon thing. I'm smart but not a decade of schooling smart.

"It was the same as if I had been a civilian surgeon. It was great certifiable experience. Plus, they paid for school. However, Anna got pregnant and she wanted to raise a family in a quiet town, and that's why we moved here."

Close to noon Dr. Taylor and I sold the majority of everything. His junk looked better than half the things in my house. 

At noon Dr. Taylor reached into his pocket and handed me two hundred dollars. I tried to refuse but he wouldn't have that.

Minutes later as we packed up, he gave me a look like he was in deep thought. He was holding a box of Alexis's baby clothing. Then he began to speak. "You're going to Wexler College in September, right?"

"Yeah" I stated, a bit curious. 

"That's a good school," he said, now looking at me intensely as if he was in deep thought.

I nodded and he responded by asking, "That's like half an hour from Alexis's school, right?" 

"To think about it, yes, it is, huh?" That was kind of a lie, to be truthful I knew. 

He was quiet for a second before he spoke. "You know, her last boyfriend was some thirty year old gangster punk who encouraged her to get those... Jesus, it was major surgery!" His hands gestured in large, rounded motions. Dr. Taylor was visually angry now. 

It was kind of getting awkward. I understood his anger but I was looking for a way out. 

"I have to finish an essay," I said, trying to make my escape. 

As I was leaving I noticed a full box of DVD's and a few Xbox games. 

"Can I buy those?" I asked. 

Looking a bit defeated he told me, "No, you can have them. Come on, we're practically family."

Four hours later, I was in my room after just finishing my AP World History essay and another assignment. I looked over at the box, decidedly picking up the Halo game. I'd been looking forward to playing it for the last four hours.

As I opened the case I was disappointed. It was some random DVD. I almost threw it out. However, it was marked Ancient history lecture. To most people that would have been a deterrent. 

Seconds later I yelled, "Holy shit!" I rushed to shut my bedroom door after what appeared on the screen. There was Alexis; I had no doubt it was her even though it was night vision. She was sucking what had to be her boyfriend's curved penis. 

The film was being shot from a point of view angle so the supposed boyfriend's body was out of view.

If her dad ever saw this he would be in a state of complete paralysis. I double checked that my room door was locked. I secured my blinds as I watched what later turned out to be three hours of video. 

I took it out of the DVD player and put it on my laptop. At the moment I was a bit paranoid. Watching it on the laptop wasn't as good, though. My heart beat started to speed up as the guy climbed on top of Alexis, ramming her pussy with gusto. 

Alexis had the new boobs in the video; they looked to be a perfectly proportional D cup. Although, what did I know? As he fucked her, his head dropped down to suck her breasts to her apparent excitement. "Hhhhmmmm," she moaned, thrashing around like the bitch in heat that she was. 

Just as I grabbed for my lubricant the scene ended. I was disappointed but still hard so I applied my hand to my cock, pumping away as I imagined myself on top of Alexis. However, that dream didn't last long. Another scene came on; it was outside in a forest. 

Alexis's hair was dyed red. "This is so fucking hot," I thought out loud as I kept pumping away at my cock. Alexis was dressed as Little Red Riding Hood, sitting alone next to a tree as she fingered her clit. Two fingers escaped deep into her pussy. Her right hand moved up to her breasts, fondling them softly. "Umm ummmm," she moaned with a hushed tone.

She fingered her pussy, bringing her right hand down to rub her clit vigorously as she began to erupt. Alexis lied there on the ground like an animal as the man held the camera, as his cock disappeared into her ass. He fucked her hard, slapping her ass and pulling her hair. She screamed in pleasure as his balls slammed into her luscious ass, back to back to back.

I came just before the guy pulled out, revealing that he had exploded inside her ass, as his seed began to drip out.

My parents called me down for supper right after that. I smiled all the way through dinner. Never had I enjoyed meatloaf so much. "Slow down, Josh. God, I didn't know you were so hungry," Mom said, with dad responding with something like, "Martha, dear, let the boy be." He was defending a growing boy.

"He's going to choke himself to death if he doesn't slow down," Mom replied, but honestly, if it wasn't this, they would have quiet arguments about something else. Correction, I never can recall seeing my parents full on argue. They had nonsensical debates about everything but I can't remember them yelling at one another.

I rushed through the meal because I was hard as fuck. It was pretty embarrassing sitting with your parents with a raging hard-on. I managed to keep it hidden as I took care of the dishes.

I rushed to my room, locking the door behind me. 

No scene on the disk surpassed the Little Red Riding Hood, in my opinion. As it got to the end of the DVD the boyfriend maligned in countless tattoos finally appeared, the camcorder positioned on a stand or something else as Alexis sat on a bed. 

The camera gave a high wide angle view of the bed as the boyfriend climbed on with Alexis, ready, willing and waiting. Her breasts jutting upward, he groped them one at a time as he pushed his cock into her slick pussy. Alexis was smiling constantly like she was drunk, her white teeth a contrast to her toned skin. The sharpest contrast, however, was that of her now dyed black hair wrapped into a ponytail.

Alexis was suddenly flipped over onto her stomach, revealing a tattoo of the sun on her left shoulder blade. The boyfriend positioned his cock at her asshole. He eased in slowly at first, followed with quick, motioned thrusts as he volleyed away. He pulled out briefly for some reason as he slapped his cock against her perfect ass. He held her perfect, heart shaped ass firmly as he began to ride her once more, his fingers and nails gripping the flesh of her cheeks.

He became more aggressive as he grabbed her, pulling her ponytail toward him, entwined with the ramming motions of his hips. To her credit she was fucking him as much as he was fucking her, as she twisted and seductively backed up onto his cock. 

As her heart shaped ass repelled backward to connect with his cock, I felt a rising inner feeling, as I took in what I was just realizing was the most perfect hourglass figure. It was now clear to my slow, sexual mind that Alexis had a nymphomaniac quality. I felt harder than ever.

Alexis's manic boyfriend flipped her over after he came in her ass once more. He now positioned his sweating body on top of her, her back now to the bed, her large breasts pointed to the sky once more.

He grinded his cock deep into her pussy, his hips rotating circularly, his cock deep in her depths in search of something, his hips humping away at a steady pace. Alexis smiled and screamed out. "Fuck, I'm cumming, fuuuuck!" she screamed as she rubbed her clit. Steady he stayed as he continued at his works.

It could've been the previous anal sex or the tattoo or her hourglass figure, as she was fucked from behind, but right there and then, with barely running my fingers along my shaft, I shot the largest amount of cum I ever have.

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I went to bed happy that night. The next day I went looking for another disk. I found it and she had been fucked in a gangbang.

No, I'm kidding around, there was no other disk. Alexis returned in the middle of May from her vacation. To say I was nervous was an understatement. But school work kept me quite busy; I also had real work to do, as I worked at a movie theater. I only worked part time, meaning no more than three nights a week. 

Monday morning I was walking to school when I spotted Alexis on her porch. I didn't wave at her this time. I was worried about this moment all night. She ran after me wearing jogging pants, running shoes and a sports jacket that moderately hid what I knew were finely sculpted boobs.

"Hey, wait, Josh!" she said as she caught up with me. "Do you want me to drive you to school?" she asked with a hectic, concerned look on her face.

"It's, like, two minutes from here," I stated, staring at her; she had a scared look to her now. I felt guilty and my heart was beating fast as I undressed her with my all-knowing eyes. 

"There was a box of DVD's taken from my room. My dad told me you bought them... did you?" she asked, pausing before saying, "Halo game," not wanting to give away her intent.

"Yeah, I did," I said, momentarily holding my poker face together. 

"Cool," she said, a bit calmed down. "I'll buy them back from you." Now I was nervous; I think I started sweating right as she said that.

"Oh, my God," she said, bending over, grabbing her knees almost in a stand up fetal position. My nervousness betrayed me.

"You've seen it, haven't you? You've seen me, oh God!" She was having a break down. However, as quick as it happened, she quickly shook it off.

"Have you shown it to anyone?" she said, on the verge of tears. 

"No," I replied, feeling quite low. 

"Good," she said in relief. "Good!" Then she had a deep look. I hadn't noticed her eye color before, this being the first real conversation we've ever had. She had blue eyes. 

"Have you made copies?" 

"Of course no one has seen it, I des--" I began to say, as she stared at me angrily, coming close to me in an aggressive stance as we stood on the sidewalk across from our respective homes. 

Starting to become out of control she tried to intimidate me with her five foot seven frame. "Bullshit! All you guys are the same, lying assholes. Give it back to me, you fucking faggot nerd, give it to me now. I bet you're bringing it to school to show your nerd friends!" she yelled, grabbing at my backpack, pulling at me crazily.

I started to get angry as I used my six foot one height to my advantage as I put my head in her face. She backed up. "I was going to give it back but now I think I'm going to be typical like you," I stated with my ambiguous threat.

"I'm late for school!" I shot out as I walked away. 

She followed after me as she began to speak. "I'll give you two thousand dollars for it." To say I was shocked was an understatement. She wasn't joking, either. I knew that for a fact. Her parents, mainly on her mother's call, had bought her a BMW SUV. The only reason they still lived in that house is because Dr. Taylor hated change. He was an old school, conservative traditionalist.

'Steady the course,' he'd say, 'no need to change what isn't broken.' 

"Fuck off, stop following me!" I yelled as a kid I knew passed us. The both of us were smart enough to tone it down until he was gone.

"Four thousand, whatever you want?" 

"You can't get everything you want, Alexis," I said before pausing to speak once more. "I'll give it back, if you suck my nerd cock right fucking here, right fucking now!" I said thuggishly.

In defeat, she retreated, either unwilling to do it or knowing I was just saying shit. She turned around, distressed, and I marched off angrily. By the end of the day I was wishing I had handled that differently. 

In truth, that morning, before I had left my room, I destroyed the DVD. I was in the belief that it should never have been made. That whole day at school I felt bad about what I did, but hurt by her words too much to call her to tell her she had nothing to fear.

When I arrived home I had cooled down, and decided to head next door so I could resolve the whole thing. Mrs. Taylor opened the door with a smile, greeting me. She was a total contrast to Dr. Taylor as she loved vacationing and changing things. The house was full of new, fancy ornaments every time I visited.

We sat down and she gave me a slice of cake, a backup cake for a fundraiser she had organized for the hospital. "Is Alexis home?" I asked.

"She went to visit a friend," Mrs. Taylor said as she searched her mind. "Yeah, she went to visit... come to think about it, it's Helen she's visiting."

My sister went to school out of state. "She went all that way? Why?" I thought, was she going to tell Helen? I didn't even know they talked anymore.

I wanted to wait a few days to call Helen before I went fishing for information, but she called me after three days. "What did you do to Alexis, Joshua?" 

"Well, hello, and good evening, big sis!" 

"Yeah, okay, sorry. Good evening, little brother, what did you do to my best friend?"

"Did she say I did something?" 

"She's hiding whatever it is, but she usually tells me everything. I know it couldn't be the break up with Kevin because that was, like, two months ago and I heard from other friends that the Brazil trip cemented her getting over him."

"Why does that point to me, Helen?" I asked, curious about what she had figured out.

"She's been asking about you, and if I heard from you today and the same thing the next day. Did you too hook up or something?" she said seriously, void of what typically would be laughter. 

"Sis, she's two years older than me." 

"So, that's a non-issue. You're deflecting." 

"Just let me talk to her." 

"I've completed a psychology major, I know something's up between you two." 

"Any idiot would be able to figure that out! I just asked to talk to her. Of course there's something up but it isn't what your dirty mind keeps conjuring up, so fuck off and give her the damn phone, Helen!"




Home from College



"Okay, don't get your panties in a bunch," Helen said jokingly. After a few seconds Alexis was on the phone.

"Hello?" Alexis said with a sad voice. 

"Hey..." I replied, getting ready to speak, but she cut me off. 

"Your sister told me you had a crush on me in high school. So, you want to blackmail me into fucking you, is that it?"

"Can she here you?" I asked. 

"No, I'm far away from her. I'm assuming you didn't upload or share it yet, since you want to fuck me. You may think I'm a slut but I'm not," Alexis replied forcefully.

"I'm going to keep this simple and uncomplicated; I destroyed the disk an hour before I left for school that morning."

"What?" Alexis asked, confused, with less sadness in her voice. 

"I tried to tell you that morning," I stated in a matter of fact tone. 

"You're lying!" she said, overwhelmed with emotion. 

"Come home. It's over, Alexis, no one knows, and I'm sorry I said things that morning I didn't mean but you were being a..."

It sounded like Alexis was crying but she also started to laugh. "Yeah, I was a real bitch. I am really sorry. It's just that I had gone through so much trouble to get that DVD back from my ex without him knowing after I deleted his backups. I don't know why I kept it."

"You weren't ready to move on, I guess. I have to go to work. Can we not talk about this again?" I replied, wanting to put this all behind me.

"I should be asking you that. You're the one that saw me naked," Alexis said with an optimistic tone. 

"I should go now," I said, looking for a way out. 

"Thank you," she said in an innocently genuine tone. 

---- 

The next few days I honestly felt lighter, like a load had been lifted off my chest. I couldn't remove those memories from my head, though. They were etched in there, where I kind of wanted them. The unburdening allowed me to once more begin jacking off to the girl I'd been crushing on for most of my life. 

I had finished up working at the theatre one night and I was waiting for Patrick, my friend, who was one of the guys I worked with, to drive me home. I walked to the back of the theatre, which was just simply an expanse of sloping, grass covered land.

It was dark outside, it being close to ten o'clock. I noticed something beyond the slope; it was Patrick and Trevor, another worker, smoking joints. "Dude, what the fuck?" I said, a bit annoyed.

"Chill, I'm having one puff, and then I'll drive you," Patrick said in a failed attempt to resolve the problem. I started walking away.

"I'll walk home," I stated. Looking back, Rayburn was an awful place to live without a car; the busses stopped running certain places at nine thirty. I was saving up to buy a car for September. My parents bought my sister a car, but I had to fight to get any small thing. To be honest, I was a bit bothered by it at the time, but now I'm a man for it. 

"Dude, stop being such a bitch," Patrick blurted out as I walked away. I made it to the front of the theatre where I kept walking until I heard my name being called. "Josh!"

I turned around and there was Alexis next to her silver BMW SUV. "Oh, God," I said, whispering to myself. 

Just at the sight of her, even though she was wearing a spring jacket, made me hard. "Hey," I said as I walked over there with a half forced smile, as I tried to avoid her eyes. I imagined she was doing the same, but probably not since she came looking for my sexy ass!

I felt slightly embarrassed wearing the bright red uniform. 

As I approached her and the SUV, I said, "Look, if you don't believe me about me destroying the DVD, look in your garage. I returned all the normal DVD's and the shredded disk. It's all in your garage." 

"I know, I found them all. My dad told me where you worked and I figured you might need... want a drive home." 

"Sure," I said, raising an eyebrow. 

"I don't have anything sinister planned, I promise," she said with a sexy simile.

I jumped into the passenger seat and she sped off. I mean, Alexis bolted off like she had been granted immunity from the speed limits.

"Jesus, was this a suicidal trap?" I asked half-jokingly. 

Alexis chuckled nervously before she stated her intent. "Dairy Queen closes in half an hour and I'm really craving ice cream." 

"Yeah, I think we have more than an hour and a half before it closes," I stated knowingly.

"Oh, when did that happen?" Alexis asked. She was right to be surprised; nothing much ever changed in our town.

"Your family went on vacation this past Christmas, so you never came home," I said, thinking out loud. "You were barely here in the summer... yup, last September. It happened last September," I said in a manic manner, clearly fighting a tense moment.

We reached the Dairy Queen but before we headed inside I stopped Alexis as we sat in the SUV. "Is it okay if we go through the drive thru? I think we need to have a private chat."

Seconds later we were back where we had been parked previously. I had a slushy and she had a cone. It really wasn't the best choice given the pending conversation and the in depth imagery that was rapidly appearing in my head. I was hard as a rock once more.

She noticed me staring at her, and she blurted out, "Oh, God, you're remembering, sorry, oh fuck!" she said, realizing the influence her tongue running along the ice cream cone was causing me. Alexis left the SUV and threw out the cone. She came back, asking, "When you see me now, you see one giant slut, don't you?"

"I think worse of myself. I feel like a pervert. I mean, even if you were stripping or something I wouldn't care and neither should anyone else. Everybody has their secrets. Everybody has a few skeletons hidden." Alexis smiled at me as I spoke.

"Did it hurt you?" Alexis asked. However, I was unaware of what she meant. 

"Did what hurt me?" 

"You sister told me you had this crazy crush on me since junior high." 

"That bitch! I forgot she told you that." I started to feel a bit out of place. 

Alexis started the SUV up and she drove for a few minutes. I noticed where we were headed but I couldn't believe it. It was a dirt street hidden to most. I assured myself that my mind was getting ahead of itself. It was a road teens went to, well, fuck! 

"Can I kiss you?" Alexis asked, catching me off guard. 

"What, wh ... I ..." I said incoherently. 

I froze and she shifted over to my side of the SUV, her blue eyes inches away, her perfume filling my nasal passage with joy. She kissed me and I stiffened up. I was in shock. I didn't know what to do. 

This would be the second time I kissed a girl. But, to be truthful, it was like the first real time outside of kindergarten. "When your four years old, does it count?" She had full, soft lips. I couldn't breathe and I was getting hard, fast.

She wasn't scared off by my shyness as she said, "Calm down. Breathe!" 

I was mesmerized by her angelic face. Out of nowhere, I don't know if it was a burst of adrenaline or the full knowledge that if I blew it tonight I would never get another chance ever, ever, ever again! I could be an old man dreaming of what could have been. I could die a virgin was the thought, not that I really thought I would be having sex that night.

I shifted my weight to her side of the SUV. Did I know what I was doing? No. Did I care anymore? No. My hands roamed freely and unrestricted. They were rewarded by the troublesome D's. This happened as our tongues slid against one another, like an internal tango. 

It all went dark for a second as she pulled away. She stared deep into my eyes as she peeled off her spring jacket. She didn't stop there, though, as she took off her blouse as well.

"What are you waiting for?" she asked with a rushed tone. 

She didn't wait for a response as she said, "Take off your shirt." Precious moments later, she was straddling my waist. We became tongue tied and she stared into my eyes, her full, soft lips kissing my neck, as she shifted down to tongue my left nipple. I couldn't help myself as I touched my first real pair of not real breasts, as my fingers slipped through her bra hungrily. 

She smiled at me as her fingers slipped behind her back to unhook heaven's bounty. The pink polka-dotted bra was thrown off to the back of the SUV. 

She suddenly pushed something that reclined the seat. "You would never betray me, right?" she asked, her blue eyes locked on mine.

"What?" I asked, feeling this had something to do with her ex. 

She seemed to shake her words off. "I trust you more than any other guy I've been with. I feel like... I trust you," Alexis said as it increasingly became dark outside, filling the SUV with uncertainty.

As Alexis said, "I trust you," she dropped her body on top of me as she began to kiss me deeply. She wiggled out of her jeans; she had no panties on. I started guiding my hands over her perfect, heart shaped ass. A golden highlight in her brown hair shimmered with the effect of the moonlight.

She rose up off me a bit as a signal for me to lower my jeans. "Do you need me to make you hard?"

"No" I stated as she knowingly blushed. 

There was no way I was going to tell her I had cum already. It was a good thing the SUV was dark inside! Since I was already hard again it didn't matter either way. 

"Do you have a condom?" I asked, being ever conscious. 

"Don't worry, I'm on the pill, everything will be okay," she said with a smile as I witnessed her glimmering teeth over the endless darkness.

She held on to my shoulders as we sat there in the reclined seat. I held my cock in place as her lips aligned with my cockhead. God, at that feel, I almost exploded again. "Oh, my God, you're thick," she said with a smile, her teeth shimmering as I simply nodded my head. Not that she could see me.

I moved as my lazy hands took hold of her abdomen as her increasingly wet pussy gripped my bulbous cockhead. Her hips slowly lowered onto my pole. "God, you are really thick!" she said as my arms lowered her further and slowly, as her hands gripped my shoulders. 

"Are you okay? Are you in pain?" I asked, concerned, as I felt the weight of her slick, tight grip choking the few inches of my cock.

"No, I've just never fucked anyone this thick before." 

"You're in pain, we should stop," I said, sacrificing my real intent, which was I wanted to drive my cock in deep and back to do it again. Her pussy was unbelievably warm. 

She smiled, saying, "I just need to get used to you, that's all. We'll continue slowly."

"Arggghhh," I let out as her nails tour into my shoulders, as she ventured deeper down my cock. 

"Okay, I think I have all of you," she said. "God, you're pretty big," she said, but she was wrong as she began to move up and down slowly.

"There's still a bit more!" I stated, but not in a way that I expected her to take it all, though.

"What, how big are you?" she asked with urgency. I could feel her eyes keen on mine, her nails breaching more skin, her pussy squeezing my cock, working for its reward.

"I don't know," I replied. 

"Josh, come... tell me!" 

"That's what she said," I said stupidly. 

She giggled at that. "I'll give you that, but really, how big?" 

"Thirteen inches," I replied. Through the darkness, the effect of Alexis's shock could be felt through the pain in my shoulders.

"I'm fucking with you," I said. "It's either nine inches or a bit over nine." 

She released one hand from my shoulder as she hit me jokingly. "You scared me for a second."

"Nine and a half is already huge. You scared me wet when you said thirteen." She wasn't joking, either. Her passage seemed more inviting as she picked up the pace, her hips swaying as her pussy muscles seemed to get tighter. 

Alexis's pussy wiggled deeper and deeper until she was less than an inch near my balls. Most of my cock was now tightly encased in Alexis's warm glove. 

Her hips moved with increased speed and circular rhythm as her tightness ran down my shaft. I pulled her up and down as she continued to grip my shoulders less. She now propelled herself with her hips and her flexible legs.

I wanted in on the game now, though. After a moment's hint we were at the back of the spacious SUV.

Immediately in the back she got on all fours. "Turn around. I want to be on top facing you," I stated sternly somehow.

"Guys usually like taking me from behind, not that I'm offering you anal because I don't see that happening," she said with a giggle. 

"I like it this way," I told her as I got in between her legs. I used a free hand to turn on the roof light. 

"You're a breast man more than an ass man?" 

I didn't respond to her inquiry as my body landed on top of hers with her soft breasts. My lips next to hers, we kissed with our tongues dancing. My hand dropped to her pussy as I began to finger her. I could feel her pulse as I fucked her with two fingers back and forth. "Up a bit," she said with a whisper. She was so wet, with every breach inward, she loosened that much more.

"What the fuck!" she said as I stopped. 

I moved my head to her ear. "Your face, that's what I'm attracted to, with its contorted looks, angry, horny, and happy, I like it all!" She gave me a blushing smile. With that my hands were replaced with my cock as it inched forward.

I pushed my cockhead forward and pulled it out again. "Fuck me, fuck, give it to me, ooghh!" she said as she was on the verge of cumming. She had fingers at her entryway, rubbing away. "Uuummmmg," she moaned.

I dropped the full weight of my cock into her pussy as we kissed, pacing myself in and out, around and about. "Ooooommm, aaaahhhh," she screamed into my mouth, kissing me aggressively, as my cock was met with orgasmic, flooding applesauce. My hips started ramming in, back and forth, attempting to get me where she had just been. I took the time to suck her nipples and squeeze her breasts. 

"This is impossible!" I stated as I stared into her eyes. 

"They're not that big. They were almost double D's, instead of D's!" she said, now holding her breasts, thinking I was talking about them

"No, not your beautiful breasts," I said in between putting one in my mouth, sucking on her hardened nipple. "Would you have imagined my cock in your pussy a month ago?" I stated as she murmured slightly as my tongue encircled her nipples.

"Ummgh, I see," moaned Alexis, as if she knew some sort of secret. "I think its best we ignore the past and think about the future," Alexis said hintingly as her legs wrapped around my back, pulling me in closer as we French kissed.

As she said this, I nodded my head, agreeing. Alexis wiggled her pussy and waist, trying to spur me on. "Cum inside me, baby!" she said, throwing me off guard a little, as my hips continued working away. My cock rammed inward with bursts of energy. I tried to mimic supersonic speed as my slapping balls unburdened themselves deep in Alexis's depths, permanently leaving my mark as my cum slowly cascaded out. I pulled out my softening but still hard cock.

I moved my body over to hers as she held her breasts together. I put my cock in between her peaks. For the first time her eyes glimpsed my cock. She was fixated on it.

My cock pushed forward through her tightly held mounds. My bulbous head made its way near her mouth as my length breached her mounded passage. She took her hands and wrapped her fingers over its length as her full lips locked onto it hungrily. She sucked it intensely as she moved a hand to cup my balls. "Oh, my God, I'm going to cum!" After saying this I tried to pull out of her mouth. She wouldn't have that. She took more than half of me in as my seed quenched her thirst. 

"To the future," Alexis said with some of my cum on her tongue. She swallowed it and at that moment I was ready to go again.

----- 

I took the window entrance to get into my room the following morning, and Alexis did the same next door. The days, weeks, and months that followed, we clung to each other. After school and after work we met together, sometimes simply playing Xbox or simply holding each other. We would be together sometimes as lovers but all the time as friends. 

Alexis actually got a summer job working at the gym near the theatre I worked at full time, as my hours increased over the summer. Dr. Taylor was quite proud of her as she grew more responsible. Looking back, Alexis and I had sex a lot that summer and beyond, but it was about more than that. She had initiated sex with me before she knew how large I was. What bonded us together was greater than size or attraction. 

Alexis trusted me unconditionally and I treated her with uncompromised respect. Our mutual love became impenetrable. I became fitter as we ran and went to the gym together. Back in the summer and a few times when she thought I was skipping the routine in college, Alexis would sneak into my room early in the morning, waking me up so I could join her on her ass firming runs. If I was lucky enough to be in a deep dream about her, I would be awakened with a blowjob.

While at college, we would see each other nearly every day, meeting each other at a half-way point. Alexis used her SUV, while I drove my newly purchased Toyota Camry.

Hand in hand, we walked over mounds and mountains, through paths bright and dark. We also walked down an aisle together, a few years after college. 

Now, eleven years later, as I look across the family room of our new home in Rayburn, I smile at my wife as she rocks our son Alex to sleep, and I feel blessed once more.

-The end.



Home From College



For as long as I can remember, I've always had a crush on my dad. My parents divorced when I was young, and I grew up with my dad so it was just the two of us living together. I often found myself fantasizing about him when masturbating. It never really bothered me that I clearly desired my dad's body, though I kept my desires secret for obvious reasons.

He's really good-looking for his age, he always kept in shape. I was more lean from playing soccer since I was in high school, but my dad was built like a truck. What I loved most about his body was his bulging pecs, and his thick nipples that always poked through his shirts. Especially when he'd come home from the office, and sprawl out on the couch with his dress shirt still tucked into his trousers, and unbuttoned down to his stomach exposing his hairy torso, and his tie undone and hanging over both sides of his neck.

I've never seen him go on any dates with anyone though, despite how handsome he is. He's more into his work than anything else. Might be the reason why my parents divorced. I can't help but wonder if he feels loney, or if he even feels a desire to be with someone sexually...

When summer came, I decided to drive home from college to spend time with him. While I drove, I thought more and more about my dad and how much I desired him. It felt so wrong, and that's what really turned me on. I rubbed the bulge in my jeans as I drove, pretending that it was my father's hand rubbing it. I was going commando, and my precum made a wet spot in my jeans. I flexed my cock and let out a groan at the sensation of my cock rub against the slippery wet spot on my thigh under my jeans. There's nothing I loved more than the feeling of my hard cock being strained beneath a pair of tight jeans. I couldn't take it anymore, I need to jack off.

I pulled over on the shoulder of the highway and unzipped my jeans and pulled my thick uncut 9 inch cock out. I flexed it and admired the head half covered with my forsekin gleamed in the sunlight from all the precum. I was so hard it hurt. I began to stroke it slowly as I adjusted the driver seat down, as I closed my eyes and fantasized about my dad sitting in the passenger seat watching me as he touched himself.

"How's this, dad?" I said to myself

"That's it boy, show me how you work that cock."

I began stroking it with twisting motions, letting my tight wet foreskin tickle the head of my cock.

My dad finally slid his trousers off, only wearing his tight black tank top and climbed on top of me, and lowered himself on my cock.

"Dad, people driving buy could see you if you do that..."

"Let them look, I don't care."

 Now stroking faster with both hands, I moan loudly knowing no one can hear me anyway.

He groaned as he slid my cock inside him carefully. "Argh! You cock feels so good inside me." he said as he begins grinding his ass on my cock. I grope his thick bubble butt with both hands and begin pumping my cock in and out of him slowly.

I thrust my cock into my fists pretending it's my dad's ass, and using my precum to lube up my entire shaft. My thick cock strained through the zipper hole providing me with more pleasure.

"Come on, boy, is that your best?! Fuck your dad harder!"

I grope his ass tightly as I begin thrusting in and out of him hard.

"Yeah, that's it son!"

He holds his hands behind his head, balancing himself on my cock plowing his tight ass as he moans and shoots his load hands-fee all over me.

 "Dad, I'm about to cum..."

He quickly pulls my cock out of his ass, and opens his mouth as I jerk it into his mouth.

I thrust my hips up, not caring is passing cars can see me, as I stroke my cock fast with both hands and shoot my load all over my shirt and face. I moan loudly shouting "dad" in ecstacy. Oh, how I longed for the real thing, to share a special moment like that with my dad.

When I arrived home, my dad wasn't there to greet me sadly. I checked the time and it was almost 7pm. He should have been home by now. I wasn't bothered by it though. This gave me more time to think. When I was driving home I made up my mind. I'd try to seduce my father. I've been wanting to do this for so long now.

I waited up for my dad to arrive home. He arrived late in the night. Good, he'll be exhausted and want to unwind after working so late.

"Max?" He called out as he entered the foyer.

I went to greet him with a tight hug. "Hi, dad. What kept you?"

"I got held up at work. I wanted to get some extra work finished so I could spend more time with you."

He took off his blazer, undid his tie, and unbuttoned his shirt just as he always did when he came home from work. He looks bigger than from what I remembered. Like his biceps were going to tear through his sleeves, and his thighs would rip the seams of his trousers apart.

He poured himself a glass of brandy and dropped himself on the couch with his legs and arms apart. Fuck, he's so hot. I tried not to stare too much. Watching his hard bulging pecs lift up and down as he breathed. I poured myself a drink and sat beside him the same way.

"So how's college?"

"It's great, I'm doing well in all my classes."

"Good, good... You have a girlfriend?"

"No... What about you? Are you seeing anyone?"

He sighed at my question.

"I haven't got enough time for dating."

"Don't you ever, y'know, get horny?"

"What?!" He exclaimed, shocked to hear me ask him something so private.

"C'mon dad, we're both adults."

He laughed and sipped his drink. "I do, but nothing I can't fix myself. What about you, boy? You ever plowed some lucky girl while you were away?"

Talking to my dad like this really started to turn me on.

"Oh, yeah. Blowjobs too." I said. Though, they were guys, not girls.

He laughed again and rustled my hair. "You stud."

"How about you dad? You never at least had your cock sucked?"

"Watch your mouth." He said jokingly. "Not in a long time. Could really use a good cock sucking right about now whenever I come home from a long day."

I noticed the bulge in my dad's trousers. I finally gathered up thr courage and got up and stood in front of him.

"Max?"

I got on my knees between his legs and rubbed my face against his bulge.

"MAX!" He shouted as he tried to push me by my shoulders, but I held on to his thighs and held my ground. I felt his cock throb under his tight dress pants against my face. He gasped as I groped it and rubbed it vigorously through the fabric.

He resistance ebbed and finally gave into my touch. Who was he kidding? He needed this, and he didn't care if he was going to get it from his own son. He kept his eyes down on me as I pulled his cock out through the zipper hole of his trousers. One of my fantasies was doing it with him while he wore one of his expensive business suits.

His cock was even bigger than I imagined. I marveled at it's size and caressed it against my tongue.

"You cock is massive, dad." I complimented.

"Max..." He began then gasped as the sensation of his shaft sliding against my tongue. "You're my son..."

"Have you ever measured it?" I asked, ignoring his protests.

His face turned red and hesitated before answering me. "About 11 inches..."

I licked under the head at the fenulum withe the tip of my tongue, and watched him as he closed his eyes and quivered at the sensation of my tongue teasing him. Finally I took his entire shaft into my mouth and sucked slowly, as he did his best to contain his moans of pleasure.

Finally he responded back to me and started to rub my cock with his foot. The sensation of his black silk knee-high socks felt amazing. I can't believe I never had someone do this to me before. I looked up at his as I kept sucking his cock and saw that his expression changed from resistance, to devious. I finally have him.

I stopped sucking for a moment and moaned out loud. "Oh, fuck, dad! That feels so good!"

"Oh yeah? How about this?" He said as he started to jerk my cock between his toes. My cock leaking precum like a faucet and soaked his expensive silk socks.

"Oh god, yes! Faster dad!"

"Mmm, I love it when you call me dad like that."

I continue sucking his massive uncut cock as he puts his hands on my head, and begins to fuck my mouth.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum!" He shouts and he shoots his hot creamy load down my throat. "Be a good boy and swallow every drop."

I eagerly swallow my dad's creamy semen, and lick off the excess on his lap and thighs. His cock remained stiff like an iron pole.

"I haven't cum in a few days now, son. I can keep going."

He pulled me on his lap and kissed me passionately. Was this really happening? Were all my fantasies coming true? He kissed me down my neck and further down, and flicked is tongue over my erect nipple.

"Tell me, son. How long have you wanted to do this? Tell me everything. I want to hear every detail from that perverted mind of yours."

I held him tight and moaned as he played with my nipples, and grind our stiff cocks together. "Years now... Every since I first started masturbating. Rubbing my cock pretending you were nonchalantly watching me. Humping my pillow pretending I was humping you. Pulling over on the highway this morning to jack off, thinking about you riding me and not caring about the passing cars seeing you..."

"Is that how much you love me, son?" He asked as he kept playing with my nipples with his tongue and the other with his hand.

"I just want to show my dad the proper respect he deserves from his son."

My laid me down on the couch and tore my shirt in half, admiring my lean body and my thick cock. He held the shaft in his hands and stroked it. "Almost as big as you're old man's." He said lewdly as he leaned down and started suck the first 5 inches of my cock while jerking it at the same time. He'd clearly never been with another guy before.

"This your first time sucking cock, dad?" I joked.

"Watch your manners, boy."

He quickly got the hang of it and began to deep throat me slowly. I moaned 'dad' loudly, and he looked at me with that same devious face again. He slid his tongue under my foreskin and swirled it around the head, taking up as much precum as he can.

"God dammit, you taste good!" He exclaimed. He pulled my foreskin back and began to suck on the head of my cock. I couldn't take it. The sensation was so overwhelming, I fought back my approaching orgasm. At that moment, he stopped and smirked at me.

"I want you to fuck me." He ordered.

Like a good son, I obeyed my father. I turned him over on all fours and used my precum to lube up his tight virgin hole. Just as I pushed the head of my cock against his hole, he shouted out in agony.

"You need to relax. If you tense up your hole like that it's gonna hurt even more."

He took a deep breath and relaxed himself. "All right, go ahead now." He said.

I pushed the head of my cock against his hole again, and he bit down on the couch cushion and muffled his moans. Inch by inch, I entered him slowly until finally my entire cock was buried inside him. I slowly pumped in and out of him carefully. Once he finally got used to the sensation, I began to go in and out of him faster.

"Oh, man. I've never had a hole this tight before!"

My cock continued to leak precum inside my dad's hole, lubing up his innards. The sensation of my wet foreskin sliding back and forth seamlessly made me moan like a porn star.

"Come one, son! Pound that ass like one of your frat boys!"

I turned my dad over on his back, and fucked him in the missionary position. Wanting to see his face as I fucked him. Wanting him to see my face as he got rammed by the cock that he made.

He reached behind me and slapped my ass as I entered him again. Immediately I began thrusting in and out of him fast and hard. He jerked himself off in sync with my thrusts and let out an animalistic growl. I leaned down and locked lips with him as he muffled his groans in my mouth as I sucked on his tongue.

I begin fucking him faster as I feel my climax approaching. "Dad... I'm going to cum..." I said as I burried my face in his shoulder.

"Cum inside me, boy."

I did as I was told and pumped my cock hard and shot my hot load inside him, as he came all over himself at the same time. I shuddered at each thrust in him. As I pulled out, all my cum began to leak out of his hole.

"I'm so lucky to have a loving son like you."



Home from College



Note: Incest story, sort of. More taboo, I suppose. All characters depicted are of legal age and consenting adults. This one is pure fiction, but the idea wouldn't go away, no matter how many times I shot at it. Stupid plot bunnies...

*****

Strange thing, life.

My name is Bill Marston. I'm 44 years old. I run a successful accounting business that allows me to mostly work from home. While I'll never be able to claim being rich, I am quite comfortable. I own a nice sized home on sixty wooded acres in the country. I've lived a quiet, relatively normal life. That being said, my life has certainly taken a big left turn of late.

Maybe I should lay a little groundwork. Ten years ago, I married my second wife, Joanne. I tend to pretend the first marriage never happened. Don't much care to go into it.

Our marriage was a happy one. I had never met a soul I was more compatible with, spiritually or sexually. Or sexually spirited. More on that, later.

Her daughter, Marcy, was ten at the time. Luckily for all of us, she and I bonded instantly. There was never a time that I didn't think of her as my daughter.

Then, three years ago, Joanne was killed driving home when an elderly man had a heart attack and swerved into Joanne's lane, hitting her head on and killing them both instantly. Marcy and I were both devastated.

After the funeral, Marcy's dead-beat dad decided he wanted her to come live with him. Of course, he just hoped to grab some of the money that would otherwise be used to take care of Marcy. We knew it, and Marcy practically begged me to let her stay with me.

I just hugged her and told her I never had any thought that she wouldn't be staying with me. My home will always be her home. She had less than a year before she turned 18 anyway. We had a lawyer make sure her father couldn't touch any of the money her mother left her in trust, and settled back into our lives.

We both missed Joanne terribly, but having each other to lean on made moving on much easier.

Then, a year later, she went off to college. She'd gotten into a fine school, the down side being that it was two states away. We only got to visit over the holidays and once when I trekked out to visit her there.

We spent her first summer home travelling, and had a wonderful time just spending time. And then, boom, off to her sophomore year she went. Summer vacation is terribly short.

I spent that second year realizing just how big and empty that house was. I even started thinking maybe it was time to start dating again. But I just couldn't make myself get out there.

Fact is, I spent a lot of time watching home videos. When I said Joanne was sexually spirited, I meant it. Spirited, liberated, and incredibly open-minded. She was also a submissive. She loved being dominated. She was never happier than when she was tied up, being flogged and getting brutally face-fucked while having huge toys rammed up her cunt and ass, or being gangbanged by large groups of men and women. She had massive orgasms just from being my toilet slave. There were very few things she wasn't willing to try, and there were very few things that she didn't get off on.

When we met, I was fairly naïve on such matters, but she introduced me to them one at a time, and we spent a great deal of time exploring the Dom/sub world.

To the rest of the world, we were your typical happy couple. In private, though...

We had some fun, let me tell you.

So I sat at home, watching videos of us fucking, and masturbated, and was lonely.

When Marcy called and told me she'd be home for the summer in three days, I was ecstatic. I missed my daughter something fierce. And I did think of her as my daughter. I've never at any time thought of her as 'step-daughter'. We weren't travelling this year, she'd said she would rather spend the summer taking it easy and relaxing around home. It had been a tough year for both of us.

Three days later, I heard her honking as she drove up the eighth mile lane to our house. I met her as she pulled up and jumped out of her car. "Dad!"

"Hi baby girl!" I wrapped her in a hug, then stepped back and looked her over. She had grown into a beautiful young lady, 5'3", long wavy red hair pulled back into a sloppy ponytail, and she had definitely inherited her mother's figure. She had that same playful twinkle in her green eyes that Joanne always had.

"Whew, honey, why are you so sweaty?" She was wearing a worn out old pair of cutoff jeans shorts and a tank top, both soaking wet. It was fairly obvious she wasn't wearing a bra.

"Oh, this old beater." She kicked the tire nearest to her. "There's something wrong with the electrical system. The A/C quit on me yesterday, and today the electric windows decided they didn't want to work either. It's like driving in a rolling sweat box."

I popped the trunk and started grabbing boxes. "Will you finally let me buy you a new car? We don't have to sell this one, I know how sentimental you are about it." The car had belonged to her mother. Marcy had refused to drive anything else.

"I suppose it's time. Can we get the old girl fixed up though? I just don't wanna let it go yet."

I headed inside with an armload. "Yes, honey. I'll get some estimates on getting it restored. You can drive my car until we get you a new one. I'll drive the truck." I had a nice, sensible car for my daily driver. You know, boring. I also had a '77 Chevy Stepside. I excused buying it saying it would be useful around the property, which it was. The truth was it was the same truck I had when I was 16. I'd found it rusting on a backlot in town and had it restored, dropping a hot 350 under the hood with an updated 5-speed manual trannie. 

Honestly, I loved the sound of the dual glass-packs as I romped on it going down the road. Yes, I never grew up.

We spent the next half hour lugging her stuff up to her room, then grabbed some cold drinks and went out back by the pool. She took one look at the water, let out a whoop and jumped in, clothes and all. I plopped down in a deck chair and laughed as she made a show of enjoying the cool water.

It was good to have my baby home. 

After a while, she climbed out of the pool and sat in the chair next to me, letting the sun dry her. I have to admit, I probably stared at her and her see through shirt a bit longer than I should have, but she didn't seem to notice.

I shook it off. "So, you never did tell me what you want to do this summer other than not travel."

She shrugged, sipping her beer. "Kinda like to just take it easy. Veg out by the pool. Go four wheeling, maybe go fishing. We haven't done that in years."

I laughed. "Been a while. We can pick up our licsences next time we're in town. I've still got that old John boat out back. And your four wheeler is ready to go. Anything else you'd like to do?"

"Not really. This year was a bitch, and next year will probably be worse. How 'bout we just take things as they come. Mostly, I'm just glad to be home."

That night I made us ribeyes on the grill. She took a shower and went to bed early, tired from the long drive. I went to bed happy. The house didn't feel quite so empty.

The next few days went by peaceably enough. She settled in, I got used to wearing clothes around the house again, and we got to know each other again. I had the feeling she had something she wanted to talk about, but I left it alone, figuring she'd bring it up when she was ready.

She did.

I had to go meet a client in town the Friday after she got home. I thought I'd be gone most of the day, but we finished several hours sooner than I figured, so I wound up arriving home around 2:00 instead of five like I'd originally thought.

When I walked into the living room, I got the shock of my life. There sat Marcy on the couch, bare-ass naked, plowing huge dildos into her pussy and ass. And then I noticed what was on the big-screen tv. It was one of the videos I made with her mom. It was in the middle of a scene where she was being double fucked in the ass while I stood over her head pissing into her open mouth and a woman stood to one side beating her huge tits with a flogger.

I stood there gaping, stunned speechless.

Marcy didn't even slow down. "Hi, daddy!" I realized I was waving at her, still unable to speak. She smirked at me, then went into overdrive, slamming the two dildos in and out until she orgasmed violently, actually squirting a huge amount of girl cum, soaking her legs, the couch, and spraying the coffee table she had her feet propped up on.

I could hear Joanne climaxing on the tv, but I couldn't take my eyes off Marcy. She relaxed, letting the toys fall out of her well used holes to thud on the floor, smiling at me the whole time. "You're home early."

"Uh... yeah... We finished early..."

"I noticed." She was lazily stroking her clit. "I love this video, daddy. It's one of my favorites. I Jill off to it all the time."

That finally woke me up. I realized I was equal parts shocked, turned on and angry. "ONE of your favorites! How many have you watched?"

"All of them. I made copies to take with me to school. It's almost as good as watching it live was."

"WHAT!?"

"I snuck down a few times and watched you two in your play room." She gave a mock shiver. "God, that was hot! Then, last summer, I stumbled on your video collection right before I went back to school. It was so fucking hot, I made copies of everything so I could take my time watching them. Which I did, over and over and over. I always have the most intense, amazing orgasms watching you two."

She was running her whole hand in and out of her dripping twat at this point. "I bought a whole slew of toys to play with, even rubber fists, because I wanted to copy what you and mom did. I actually scared one of my neighbors one night when I fisted my pussy and ass at the same time while I watched mom doing the same thing. I came so loudly they thought I was being attacked or something."

I had thought our basement playroom was completely private. So much for that. God, she was sexy, sitting there fisting herself. I shook myself back to reality again. Angry, you're supposed to be angry, idiot! "Those videos are private, young lady! What were you doing snooping through my stuff?"

She could see how angry I was. She sat up, waving her hands. One of which was positively dripping after being yanked out of her sopping pussy. "No no no, not snooping! I swear! I found them by accident. You still have copies on your computer. Your privacy settings were turned off, and my laptop automatically linked with yours. I went to pull up some music videos in media player, and BOOM, there's a video of you fisting mom's ass. Once I picked my jaw up off the floor, I couldn't stop watching. I spent the rest of that day getting myself off watching all that amazing, kinky shit you two did."

Trying to get a grip, I picked up the remote and hit pause. The screen froze as Joanne was gulping down two streams of urine, a look of bliss on her face. That had been an amazing weekend. I sat down heavily next to Marcy, my mind going in circles.

She sat there quietly, still naked, waiting for me to say something.

"Has anybody else seen these?" I didn't care for the idea that these private memories might be out in the world.

"Absolutely not! I was very careful. I wouldn't desecrate mom's memory by letting these go public."

"Okay. Okay." I took several deep breaths, slowly calming down. "You still shouldn't have taken these, Marcy."

"I'm sorry, dad. I just... I couldn't help myself."

I sat back, staring at the ceiling. 'She's your daughter alright Jo!', I thought to myself. "Okay. No harm done." I looked at Marcy, forcing myself to ignore the gorgeous nude body. "Guess I just don't get how watching a bunch of old fogies like us turns you on that much."

She looked at me like I was nuts. "Old fogies?" She pointed at the screen. "This is the hottest shit I've ever seen! You, mom, your friends, you're all gorgeous! I watch these and..."

"And...?"

She stared at her feet for a moment, then looked me square in the eye. "And, I can't stop thinking how I wish it was me in those videos in mom's place, being used, being abused, being fucked like that. You have no idea how badly I want that. How badly I need that."

That set me right back. My sweet, innocent baby girl had grown up. It's one of those things that tends to smack you upside the head when you least expect it.

"So... Ummm... You're trying to find someone to do this with, then?"

She got down on her knees in front of me. Good lord, but she was beautiful! "No. Not looking. Already found." She put her hands on mine. "At least, I hope."

Slowly, the light bulb went on. "Me? You want me to be your Dom?"

"Yes, daddy. Very much."

"But I'm your father!"

"Yes, you'll always be my daddy. But, technically, you're my step-dad. We're not blood relations. So it wouldn't be incest." She gave a cute little shrug. "Technically."

I stood up and started pacing. "Yeah, okay, technically you're right. But in my head, it'll be incest. I'd be fucking my daughter."

She couldn't stop the evil little grin. "I know. And I'd be fucking my daddy."

She stood and slowly walked over to me. "I'm nineteen. I'll be twenty in three weeks. I'm a grown woman, and I know what I want. I know who I want." She stopped, almost touching me, the sunlight glinting off her sweaty body. "I very much want to submit to you, daddy. I want you to be my Master, just like you were my Mother's Master. I want you to do every nasty, kinky, perverted thing you ever did to her, to me, and more. There is nothing I won't do for you. Nothing."

She stepped back. "I'm yours to own, daddy, if you want me." She stood there for a second, then turned and headed for the stairs. "I'm going to take a shower. Please think about it, daddy."

I watched that perfect ass sway up the stairs and out of sight. It was like watching her mother. I sat down again, only to see Joanne staring back at me through the screen. "What should I do, baby? If you were still here, what would you want me to do?"

Then I remembered a conversation we'd had shortly before her death. It had surprised me at the time, and subsequent events had forced it from my mind. She had confided that she couldn't wait until Marcy turned 18, hoping to introduce her to our lifestyle. Her own mother had seduced her at 18, and she had many wonderful memories of the sexual adventures they shared. She hoped her own daughter would be as open minded.

I had laughed it off at the time, but now I realized Jo had gotten her wish. Marcy had inherited her mother's sexuality and open-mindedness. "Okay, luv. I guess I know what your answer is." I walked over to the tv and touched my fingers to her lips. "I love you. Always will."

Then I turned and made my way upstairs, shucking my clothes as I went, my erection pointing the way.

I slammed her bathroom door open, making her jump. She stood there, the water running over her body, staring at her naked father standing there. "On your knees! Now!"

She dropped, her knees thudding as they slammed into the floor. I stalked towards her. "If you want this, really want this, you've got it. But I am in charge. Me. I am your Master. You are my slave. As my slave, I own you. I do what I want, when I want, how I want. We will have a safe word, yes, but I expect my slave to not need to use it. I expect total submission."

I was standing next to the shower stall. I pulled the clear plastic curtain aside. "If I want to fuck your ass in the middle of a busy street, you'll bend over and spread your cheeks. If me and twenty of my buddies need a urinal, you'll drop to your knees and open your mouth. If I tell you to clean my ass with your tongue after I take a shit, you'll be my personal toilet paper. If I tell you to walk naked into a bar and fuck every man and woman there, you strip off and do it with a smile on your face. You are a piece of fuck-meat to be used at my discretion. Do you understand me, little girl?"

She gave a quick nod. "Yes, Master." Right answer.

I knelt down so I could look her in the eye. "Tonight, you are my slave. You'll be used and abused. You'll be insulted, you'll be called names, you'll be degraded. It will be rough. It will be brutal. The safe word is 'powertrip'. If it gets to be too much, use it. Tomorrow morning, we'll sit down and talk, so you can decide if this life is truly for you. If it's not, then we go back to normal. If it is, then after tomorrow, I own your ass. Agreed?"

"Yes, Master. And daddy? Thank you!"

I stroked her cheek. "You're welcome, baby." I stood up. "Last chance to back out."

Still on her knees, she cast her eyes down. "I won't back out, Master. Please use your worthless slave-daughter any way you want."

I smiled. "On your feet. Turn around and grab your ankles." She jumped up and bent over, presenting her fuckable ass to me. I grabbed the bottle of lube I had carried in with me and slathered some on my rigid cock. I stepped into the stall and slammed all my nine inches into her asshole in one swift stroke, no warning, no further preparation, and definitely not gently . 

She screamed at the painful intrusion, but relaxed her butt and took it all like a true slut. "Oh, yes! Thank you Master Daddy! Fuck my ass! Rape my ass hard!"

I grabbed her waist, digging my fingers in, and started slam-fucking that ass. "Take it you little bitch! Take that cock! You're nothing but a little fucking anal-whore just like your mother!" I was pounding into her so hard her head was bouncing off the wall, but she dutifully kept her hands on her ankles.

"I'm your anal-whore, Master Daddy. My ass belongs to you. Oh, God, yes, fuck my ass fuck my ass fuck my ass..."

Within ten minutes I could feel my orgasm approaching. I pulled out of her ass and spun her around. She knew what I wanted and fell to her knees, swallowing my fresh from her ass filthy cock balls deep in one gulp. I grabbed her hair and skull-fucked her, enjoying the gagging noises coming from her throat, finally burying myself balls deep and cumming straight down her throat.

She swallowed every drop, just like a good slut should.

"Ahhhh, yes, that's my slut." I finally pulled out of her mouth, leaving her gasping for breath. I shut the water off, then grabbed her hair and dragged her to her feet. "Come with me, bitch."

I dragged her, naked and dripping, down the stairs and out onto the patio. "On your back, slut!"

She quickly laid down on the concrete. I stood over her. "Open your mouth." She did, eyes sparkling as I straddled her head. "Don't swallow until I tell you to." I cut loose with a stream of piss, quickly filling and overflowing her mouth. She kept her eyes on mine. "Swallow!" She closed her mouth and gulped it down as I kept pissing on her face, then opened up for more. I had her swallow five more times before I ran out, then I moved into a 69.

We spent the next half hour right there on the floor, me bouncing her head off the concrete as I face fucked her, me eating her cunt and ass. She came a half dozen times, finally having a massive orgasm and squirting all over me as I forced my hand up her ass. She went more or less limp as I fisted her ass and fucked her throat until I came again.

I shifted around and sat next to her head as she came back down to earth. I was stroking her face and lips with the hand that had just been in her ass. "Gonna live, slave-girl?"

"I think so, Master. Oh my God, I never knew it could be that good!" She started sucking on my fingers, cleaning her ass juice off.

I clambered to my feet. "Stay there and rest a minute. I need to grab a few things." My mind was spinning with all the perverted, kinky things I wanted to do to this girl. If she could take what I planned to dish out that night, she could take anything.




Home from College



When I came back out a few minutes later, she was still lying there, gorgeous, naked, shining from the combination of water, cum and piss. I put down most of what I was carrying, except for the camera. "Smile, baby."

She did, writhing around in the puddle of piss as I recorded her. I put the camera on a tripod, then helped her up. I stood her between two of the wooden posts that support the patio roof. There were eye hooks spaced evenly in both posts. I put leather cuffs on her wrists and ankles, then ran rope from the cuffs to the hooks, leaving her standing with her arms and legs stretched wide and unable to move.

I walked around her, running my fingers over her skin, then giving her ass a good hard smack. She drew a sharp breath, but didn't say anything. Picking up the flogger, I stood in front of her, letting her see it. "Do you remember the safe word, slut?"

"Yes, Master."

"Use it if you have to. I hope you don't, but don't do anything you can't handle. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Master, I do understand."

"Good. Because this is just a taste of the life you can expect." And with that, I drew back and hit her across the tits, hard. She bit back a cry, but held her silence. I smiled, then spent the next hour working her over with the flogger, then the riding crop, even my bare hands. She didn't stay quiet for long. Shortly she started moaning, which gave way to yelps, which gave way to screaming.

I spanked her ass beet red. I flogged and whipped her tits until they were red and welted. I slapped her tits and face. I took a bag of clothespins and placed them all over her body, especially on her tits, pussy lips and clit.

She took it all, even thanking me several times in the process in between screams. It was obvious that she had gone into subspace, soaking up the abuse and turning it into sexual pleasure. 

Still covered in clothes pins, she gasped when I produced two baseball bats. I proceeded to work them into her cunt and ass, fucking her with them brutally until she exploded into orgasm, not only squirting, but losing control of her bladder as well, then going limp as she passed out.

I eased her down to the floor, then started pulling off the pins. The pain of the pins being removed brought her out of it. She surprised me when she came again as I pulled the clothes pin off her clit. 

She looked up at me, happiness shining from her eyes. "Thank you, daddy. Thank you so much!"

I cupped her cheek. "You sure you're okay baby girl?"

"Oh, yes! I haven't been this happy since before mama died. I've been dreaming of this since last summer, craving this. This is what I was born for daddy, and I want more!"

I grinned, then helped her up. "We'll see how you feel about that in the morning." I handed her a large butt-plug. "Put this in, then go clean up. I'll start supper." 

She bent over and made a show of inserting the massive plug. Still bent over, she looked over her shoulder. "What would Master Daddy like his slave-girl to wear after her shower?"

I thought for a second, then smiled. "You can either wear a white button down shirt, unbuttoned of course, or a pair of white ankle socks. One or the other, you choose." I patted her on the butt and sent her on her way. I stepped over to the outdoor shower we used to rinse the chlorine from the pool off and gave myself a quick wash, then went inside and dried off. I pulled on an old pair of jeans shorts and got the charcoal going in the grill. Sexfest of not, I had thawed out some pork steaks to barbeque, and I wasn't going to waste them. Actually, I had worked up quite an appetite.

I heard footsteps and turned. What I saw took my breath away. Marcy had opted for the white ankle socks, just like I hoped she would. Don't ask me to explain it, but I have a fetish for girls in white ankle socks. Always have. It's just fucking hot.

She leaned against the door frame, striking a pose, still damp hair framing her elfin face. She was her mother reborn, and just as stunning. "May I ask a question?"

"Of course, baby-girl."

"Should I call you Master all the time?"

"In public, you call me dad, just like you always have. In private, Master or Daddy, either one is fine."

"Okay, daddy. There is one more thing I'd like to ask."

"What's that, baby-girl?"

She moved her right hand from behind her back. She was holding a black leather dog collar, complete with leash. "I was hoping maybe you'd put this on me."

She handed it to me. I turned it over in my hands. It had silver studs, and said 'Daddy's Bitch' in big red raised letters. It even had a little padlock on it so it could be locked in place.

I looked at her, studying her. She stood there, nervous for the first time. "You really thought about this a lot, didn't you?"

"Yes, daddy. Constantly. I've wanted this so bad for so long."

"Pull your hair up and turn around." She did, a huge grin on her face. I put the collar on, making it snug, but not so snug as to damage her skin, then clicked the padlock shut. She turned around, beaming. She made quite the sight, this young naked redhead, clothed in nothing but socks and a dog collar, the red leash hanging between her breasts. I took out my cell phone and snapped a few pics as she struck sexy poses. 

She hugged me. "Thank you daddy! Thank you so much!"

I hugged her back, then kissed her on the cheek. "You're welcome, baby-girl. Now why don't you go make us a salad while I get these steaks going?"

She stepped back and bowed her head. "As my Master desires." I laughed as she flounced off to the kitchen, obviously a happy girl. As I threw the steaks on the grill, I realized I was pretty damn happy myself. 

Don't get me wrong, I was full of doubts. There was still that loud, annoying voice in the back of my skull screaming about what I'd just done to my daughter, and what I intended to do. The filthy, nasty, kinky, perverted shit I was going to do to my daughter. It was hard to ignore.

But I also felt whole for the first time since Joanne's death. It helped that I knew she had actually wanted and hoped to bring Marcy into the lifestyle. And Marcy had willingly chosen this. I knew I'd be arguing with myself for a while, but it boiled down to the fact that she wasn't blood relation, she was an adult, and it was consensual. 

And yes, the 'daddy' aspect definitely added a whole new level of kink to it.

I decided I'd put off the self flagellation until tomorrow, when she decided if she wanted to continue or not. I'd already decided what I wanted to do after supper. She wanted to be introduced to this world. I intended to be fairly brutal with the introduction. I wanted there to be no doubt in her mind as to what she was getting herself into.

I made sure she was still in the kitchen, then pulled out my phone and fired off a text. I had my answer before the steaks were finished. Smiling to myself, I removed the steaks from the grill and went to the patio table, where Marcy had laid everything out and was pouring us both some wine.

We sat and pigged out, chatting about this and that, just enjoying the pleasant evening. She had even made up some strawberry shortcake for dessert. She filled me in a bit on the time she spent pleasuring herself while watching our homemade porn, and the sizable toy collection she had put together. She had had a few boyfriends, and even experimented with a couple of girls, but hadn't found anybody she wanted to take things to a more extreme level with. She told me that she had quickly come to the conclusion that who she really wanted to educate her was me.

She had struggled with coming up with a way to bring up the subject. When I walked in on her, she decided to just go for it and hope for the best.

It was working so far...

After, while she cleaned up, I packed a gym bag full of some goodies and strapped it to the front rack on the four wheeler, then loaded a cooler full of beer and bottles of water and strapped it to the back rack. 

I went inside, she was just finishing the dishes. "When you're done, put on your sneakers and come out to the shed. Oh, and put your hair up in pig-tails."

"Okay, daddy." I could see the curiosity written all over her face, but I just grinned and headed back out. I was making sure everything was secure when I heard her come into the shed. I grinned as she struck a pose. She had put on white canvas shoes, giving the appearance of still just being in socks. She had her hair up in pig-tails, held there with little pink bows, and she was twirling her leash in her right hand. 

"Do I meet with daddy's approval?"

Hot naked redhead ready to fuck? Check. "Absolutely. Now climb on behind me."

She did, wrapping her arms around my middle and rubbing her bare breasts against my back. "Where are we going, daddy?"

"Back to the pond, slave-girl. We're gonna spend the night, and you're gonna get fucked stupid."

She laughed and gripped tighter as I tore out of the shed and hauled ass down the trail. We'd built a pond way back in the woods, and a cabin beside it. The cabin had power and working plumbing, and I always kept a large supply of firewood stocked. The pond had no fish, but I kept it professionally cleaned and used it as a swimming hole. My buddies and I used it as a hunting cabin and as a place to cut loose and party on occasion. It had been the site of some truly memorable scenes, my wife always being the main attraction.

I always enjoyed the ride back through the woods, but I really enjoyed this one. I had a gorgeous, naked girl rubbing her tits against me as we bounced along the trail. I could hear her moaning. "Somethin' wrong, baby-girl?"

"No, daddy. The way we're bouncing is fucking the butt-plug in and out of my ass. It feels so fucking good!"

I could tell she was enjoying it from the wet patch spreading through the back of my shorts. Her pussy was gushing.

As we drew close to the cabin, I could see the light of the bonfire. I slowed to a stop and looked over my shoulder. Marcy was looking toward the cabin, having noticed the fire herself. She looked at me, eyebrows raised.

"Yes, slut. There are people at the cabin. At least five or six of my friends, maybe more. Not sure how many, I put this together on pretty short notice. And yes, they are all going to use and abuse you, all night long."

Her eyes grew big as she realized what she was in for. "I told you that tomorrow you can make a choice. And I meant it. You'll have all day tomorrow to think about it. I'll expect an answer at supper. And of course, tonight, you can still use the safe word. But from now 'til dawn you are a fuck-toy. You are a piece of meat to be used as we choose. And you will be used, brutally and thoroughly, in ways you've never imagined. You said you wanted to take your mother's place. Well, here's your chance. But you better be damn sure."

She grabbed my face and kissed me, hard, battling my tongue with hers. When she finally came up for air, she was grinning like an idiot. "Take me to my first gangbang, Master Daddy!"

"Very well, slave-girl." I took us the last few hundred feet, stopping just inside the firelight. I was happily surprised. My buddy Mike had done better than I could have hoped on such short notice. There were eleven men and six women gathered around the fire, all friends that had participated in past orgies with Joanne, all people I knew were trustworthy and disease free.

All just as kinky as my perverted self.

They all started cat-calling and hollering as we pulled in. I shut off the quad and climbed off. I leaned in close to Marcy. "You ready for this?"

She looked nervous but determined. "Yes, daddy. I'm ready."

"Good." And with that, I yanked her off the seat and pushed her into the dirt by the fire. "Here she is, boys and girls. Your fuck-meat for the night. Use her up, people. She's on the pill, so feel free to drop your load in her pussy. She's just as nasty as her mother was, so don't hold back!"

I watched and videoed as seventeen hungry bodies descended on that little girl. Within minutes she had two cocks in her ass, one in her cunt, and her mouth on a dripping pussy. Even as she burst into her first of many orgasms, one of the other ladies broke out a set of nipple clamps and attached them, tightening them down until Marcy screamed around the cock in her throat. 

I already had plans to get those nipples pierced. And maybe the clit, too...

The man in her pussy pulled out and shot his load all over her chest. The woman, Louise, that attached the clamps kept tugging on the chain hooked to them with her left hand while she shoved her right hand in Marcy's twat past the wrist, then started twisting it around. Marcy came again, which made her asshole clamp down on the two cocks raping her ass, causing them to cum. The two men pulled out, pushing her off. She fell to her side, the hand still buried in her cunt. Another woman, Theresa, rammed her fist into Marcy's gaping rectum, making her scream again. Marcy grabbed the two arms and helped shove the fists in deeper and faster, cumming almost continuously. 

She was chanting 'fuck me fuck me fuck me' nonstop, right up until Mike stepped up and rammed his thirteen inch tool down her gullet and started skull-fucking her. I got in close and recorded all the action. Louise by now had two hands in her cunt, Theresa had her arm up Marcy's ass almost to the elbow, and Mike was choking her with that huge log of his, drool running off her chin as she gagged.

I got the camera right up close to her face and whispered in her ear. "Your mother would be proud, you fucking whore."

She came explosively.

Louise and Theresa pulled out and went to grab another beer. Becca came over, an eighteen inch long, three inch thick strapon dangling from her crotch. She got Marcy on her knees, Mike's cock never leaving her mouth, and slammed home in Marcy's wrecked rectum. Marcy moaned happily and started slamming herself back and forth, fucking herself onto the two cocks savagely. Becca and Mike high fived and enjoyed the ride as the slut did their work for them.

Mike finally fired his load down my slut's throat. He pulled out, slapped his semi-hard dick across her face and stood up. "Goddamn, Bill, you can find the best fuckin' sluts." He slapped me on the back and grabbed another beer. 

"Just fucking lucky, Mike." 

My buddy Justin was already face-fucking the eager little whore. Becca had reached under Marcy and slid her half-full beer bottle into Marcy's stretched out cunt, fucking her twat as she fucked her butt. Marcy was eating it all up, getting off like she never had before. Justin was using her pig-tails as handlebars, yanking on her hair mercilessly.

Angie, a 50 year old black woman who could pass for a 20 year old, grabbed a flogger and started working over Marcy's back, occasionally flicking it underneath to beat her hanging tits and still clamped nipples. The punishment just made Marcy moan and want more.

Justin pulled out of her mouth and shot his load all over Marcy's face. Becca grabbed Marcy by her breasts and pulled back, ending up on her back with the 19 year old on top of her, the strapon still buried in her ass. Angie quickly straddled Marcy's slack mouth, covering it with her drooling pussy, and immediately started pissing straight into the redheaded slave's throat. Marcy had no choice but to gulp it down as fast as she could or drown.

Angie kept Marcy's face pulled tight into her crotch. She'd had a lot of beer, which translated into a lot of rank, bitter piss. "Found yourself another toilet slut, too, you lucky bastard. Drink it down, bitch!"

Somehow, my little slut kept up. Angie raised up, letting Marcy gasp for fresh air. Marcy looked longingly up at Angie. "Thank you Mistress. May I please eat your pussy?"

Angie laughed. "A bitch that knows her manners, too. You know what? I think I will give you a treat." She shifted a bit. "You can't have my pussy yet, bitch, but what you can do is eat my beautiful black ass." Angie spread her cheeks and presented her rosebud. Marcy latched onto her ass with both hands and buried her tongue up Angie's dirty, sweaty shit-chute, eagerly digging in deep even as Becca continued plowing her ass and mauling her tits.

Joe, a skinny Asian man with a long, slender dick, knelt between Marcy's legs. He poured a large dollop of lube over Marcy's asshole and the dildo buried in it, then slid his pecker into Marcy's ass for her second double anal of the night.

Her ass and tits took a lot of abuse during that long, fuck fest of a night.

All eighteen of us used her thoroughly all night long, finally with the last of us crashing around 4 am. She had cocks, toys, fists, feet, bottles, even the butt of a rifle I kept in the cabin for varmints. (Drunk as I was, I was still together enough to empty the old Winchester first.) As she pumped the rifle stock in her pussy, Marcy let out a "Yippeekiyay, motherfucker! I'm a cowgirl!"

She had beer after beer poured into her pussy an ass, and had a helluva buzz just from that. We all took turns drinking from her, and she drank multiple loads of beer from Angie's ass.

Just as her mother used to, she was our toilet slave for the night. In every way. Just as her mother used to, she came from the sheer degradation of it.

She spent the last few hours tied face down to a bench, being face fucked, butt fucked and whipped the whole time. The women were especially brutal with her, happily seeing just how much abuse Marcy's cunt and ass could take. The answer was a helluva lot.

When I woke up around 9am, she was still tied to the bench, sleeping peacefully, a happy little smile adorning her face. 

I staggered to my feet, the hangover kicking in. I chuckled at the sight of seventeen passed out men and women, all in various state of undress, spread around the campsite. They knew the drill. When they woke up, they'd use the facilities in the cabin, then let themselves out the back way. Besides Marcy and myself, only four other people knew the combination for the lock on the gate.

I stood behind Marcy, staring at her cum-caked pussy and ass. I suddenly realized how I wanted to deal with my morning piss hardon. I spit on her asshole, then eased my cock into her butt. She slowly woke up as I fucked her still tight ass.

"Mmmmm, morning daddy."

"Good morning baby-girl. Sorry to wake you, but I had a little problem to deal with here."

She was starting to push back into me. "Not so little from where I sit."

I laughed. It only took about five minutes to cum. As I softened, I let loose with my morning piss straight up her ass. It seemed to go on forever, with her moaning whorishly the whole time. When I pulled out, the urine came gushing out, along with cum and other less pleasant stuff. She looked at me the whole time. "Mmm, my very first piss enema. Hope it's not the last, Master Daddy."

"It won't be." I set about untying her. "Take your time sitting up, you're going to be sore."

"Oh, I definitely am." She eased up with my help, then sat there stretching. Somewhere during the night, she'd lost both shoes and socks, and only the left pig-tail remained, the right side a matted mess of dried cum and piss. The only thing she still wore was the collar and leash, and the little pink bow on the pig-tail. Even covered in piss, mud, cum and welts, she was gorgeous. She sniffed herself. "Wow. I stink."

I snorted. "Get used to it. You're gonna spend a lot of time like this. If you decide to go through with it, I guess I should say."

She gingerly got to her feet, more than a little hungover herself. "Right. I have a decision to make." She stood there for a minute. "Know what? I can barely remember my name right now. I'm thinking breakfast and shower, then maybe I can think straight. Sound like a plan?"

"Vaguely. Let's get back to the house." I staggered to the quad, wincing at the sound of it firing up.




Home from College



She looked around at her ravagers. "What about them?"

"They'll get up in a bit. They know the way out. C'mon." 

She started to climb on, then smiled as a she thought of something. "Hang on a minute, daddy. I need to pee." Smirking, she hobbled over to where Angie was lying on the ground, naked and asleep. Marcy straddled Angie, looked me in the eye, and proceeded to empty her bladder all over the woman that had been the cruelest to her last night. Angie stirred, but never woke up. I couldn't help but laugh.

"She's liable to make you pay for that later, you know."

Marcy shrugged as she walked to the quad. "I hope so. Take me home, Master Daddy." 

She eased on behind me, her backside obviously tender. I drove back slow and easy, not coordinated enough to go any faster.

Naked, dirty and stinking, we made breakfast and sat outside to eat. The food and coffee helped me wake up, and the Excedrin didn't hurt either. We both got to feeling better, then made our way to separate bathrooms to clean up.

An hour later, we met up in the living room, me in shorts and a tee-shirt, her in a cutoff denim skirt and tank top. She'd taken the collar off, there was some chafing on her neck, nothing serious. She sat down in the chair across from me.

"So," she said.

"So," I replied.

"I guess we should talk," she said.

"We should," said I.

Silence...

I finally started to say something, but she beat me to it. "I loved it, you know."

"Loved what," I asked.

"All of it. Every single thing we did. You have no idea how many fantasies we crossed off my list last night. And so many things I'd never even thought of. I loved it, and I wouldn't go back and stop it even if I could."

I quirked an eyebrow. "Even using your tongue as toilet paper?" She hadn't hesitated once, and had cleaned every ass there at least once. Some of them were pretty messy.

Her eyes went unfocussed, obviously replaying certain events. "Even using my tongue as toilet paper."

I leaned forward, resting my elbows on my knees. "Last night... You should know, that was just a taste. There's so much more, so very much to explore. Marcy, it can get so much better. And it can get so much worse. The life you're considering signing up for... It's literally handing your life over to someone else. Giving them control of your well being. For all intents and purposes, you're signing up for slavery. And I promise you, I will use you as such."

"I'm starting to understand that."

"I hope so. So, I'm giving you until supper to think. And I want you to think long and hard. If you want things to go back to normal, just come down dressed in your normal clothes. If you truly wish to submit, come down the way I had you dress last night."

"Socks, pig-tails, butt-plug and collar?"

"Yes."

"Okay, daddy." She stood up, then paused. "I want you to know; Whichever way I go, I will never, ever regret last night. It was something I wanted, something I needed to try, even if only just the one time. So, no regrets, not for either of us, okay?"

I smiled. "Okay, baby-girl."

She smiled, kissed my cheek, then hobbled off to her room. She was obviously still sore.

I went through the motions that day, not really getting any work done. I was tired and hungover, but my mind was churning, wondering where my future might end up. Around six I started in on supper, going for simple and making some spaghetti. 

I heard footsteps behind me. "Daddy?" I turned around slowly, a slow smile creeping onto my face as my daughter came into view. 

White ankle socks, pig-tails, collar and leash, which she was holding out to me. I took it, happier than I'd been in longer than I cared to remember. She did a quick spin to display the plug up her ass.

She smiled a blinding smile as she sank to her knees in front of me, hands clasped behind her. "I choose to submit to my Master Daddy. Please make me your fuck-toy slave."

You know, every once in the while, the Chaos Gods take a day off and the Universe actually throws you a good turn.

I'm not one to say no to the Universe...

THE END... MAYBE...



Home From College



John hesitated for a moment, then continued massaging the cream into his sister's leg and ass. Kate squirmed for a moment, rearranging herself, then settled back on the bed, her legs a little bit more open and the towel now completely off of her body on the other side. John glanced at her face but her eyes were closed with a slight smile on her lips. John couldn't help staring at his sister's naked pussy in front of him. There was absolutely no hair on it and her outer lips were thick and plump and were parted slightly revealing her inner pussy lips protruding from between them and petaling outwards.

John continued to massage his sister's leg and ass, rubbing the cream over and over. Trying to work each individual muscle, more to prolong his view of his sister's pussy, John found himself with his hands and fingers within an inch of his sister's pussy. He found that when he pulled a muscle a certain way that Kate's pussy would pull open, allowing him a glimpse of the bright pink glistening interior.

Finally abandoning her leg, John began to massage her ass, carefully kneading the muscles as he filled his hands with her butt. Kate squirmed once, sighed that she really liked that and asked him to continue. John took courage from this and got a bit more aggressive as he massaged her ass, filling his hands with more and more of her ass, lifting and squeezing her cheeks. Then as he tried grasping her entire cheek in his hands, John found his fingers in the crack between her cheeks as the rest of his hands squeezed and lifted her cheek, then moved downward a bit and did it again. As he moved his hands, his fingers slid further down in the crack of her ass. As John squeezed and lifted, he felt the tip of one finger go even deeper into the crack of his sister's ass and she moaned a bit, lifting her ass slightly off of the bed.

Looking closer to see, John was shocked to see the tip of one of his fingers stuck in his sister's ass. Trying not to panic, John moved his hands, at the same time slipping his finger out of his sister's ass. Kate hadn't moved nor said a word and John saw that there was still the bottom third of her ass cheek to do yet. So taking a deep breath, John slid his hands all the way down his sister's cheek, gripping as much of it as possible in his hands and squeezing and lifting at the same time. 

This time John was leaning over and watching closely as he lifted his sister's ass, seeing both her pussy and asshole pull open as he lifted. When he began to release, he let his fingers go where they naturally went, deep into the crack of her ass and pussy. John was holding his breath and Kate sighed audibly as his fingers sank into her crack, two fingers on his right hand sliding between her pussy lips into her pussy, the ring finger on his left hand seemingly getting sucked into her ass.

"Oh, John, that really feels nice," Kate sighed, wriggling her ass. "Do my other leg now if you don't mind."

"No, I don't mind at all," John said, reluctantly lifting his hands from his sister's body and moving to her other leg.

John's hands were shaking as he applied the cream to his sister's other leg, making sure to spend plenty of time kneading her muscles and not hurry to where he really wanted to be. But he finally got to the point where his hands were again approaching Kate's ass and he felt his pulse quickening once again. Kate shifted on the bed, spreading her legs even further apart, her pussy spreading open, the bright pink interior glistening with juices.

John felt a lump in his throat and also in his baggies as he finished his sister's leg and moved up to her ass. As he grasped and lifted Kate's ass cheek, her pussy and asshole were pulled even further open. He let his fingers slide across her asshole and trace down between her pussy lips and she didn't protest, only sighed, so gathering courage he moved down her ass and grasped and lifted her cheek, pulling her ass and pussy open once again. But this time he released her cheek with one hand, holding firmly with the other, and deliberately slid the middle finger of his hand down the crack of her ass, pressing lightly on her asshole as he slid by, then between her pussy lips and up to his first knuckle in her pussy before sliding his finger back up the crack of her ass.

Then moving his hands down to the last part of her ass, John grasped it and lifted, totally opening her pussy and asshole. This time when he released with one hand and slid his finger down the crack of her ass he firmly pressed against her asshole, surprised to feel his finger slip into her ass right up to the third knuckle.

"Oh, John, that's so nice," Kate sighed, squirming back against his hand. "Don't stop."

John held his breath in disbelief as he slowly began to pump his fingers in and out of his sister's ass and pussy as Kate sighed and wriggled against him.

"Kids, I'm home," they heard their mother announce from the kitchen.

"Damn!" Kate said as John hastily removed his hands from his sister when he heard his mother. "And you were doing so well," she said, getting up from the bed, standing naked in front of him with the towel dangling from her hand. "You'll have to finish later," she said, reaching out with one hand and squeezing his hard cock through his baggies. "Okay?"

"Yeah, sure," John stammered as Kate continued to squeeze his cock.

Then she smiled at him and released him, going through the adjoining bathroom into her own room, leaving the room just seconds before their mother Alice stepped into the doorway.

"There you are," she said, smiling at her son. "Did you and Kate have a nice day?"

"Yeah, mom, it was fine," John replied, wondering if she could see the pussy juices all over his fingers.

"Where's Kate?" she asked.

"I dunno," he replied. "Probably in her room."

"Well, dinner in 30 minutes then," she said, turning and going next door and knocking on Kate's door.

"Come in," John heard Kate say. 

He heard his mother tell her about dinner and then out of the corner of his eye saw her go back down the hallway towards the kitchen. His cock bursting in his baggies, John went into the bathroom and released his raging cock, gripping it in his hand and beginning to stroke himself off. He quickly got to the point where he knew his balls were going to explode when suddenly the door to his sister's room opened and Kate stepped in, still naked, stopping abruptly in her tracks when she saw her brother standing there with a monster hard-on in his hand.

"God, John, that's huge," Kate said, her mouth hanging open. "I'm sorry, but I have to pee," she said, sliding onto the toilet in front of him, his cock sticking in her face. "But please don't stop. I want to watch you cum. You're doing it because I got you hot, aren't you?" she asked as a stream of pee began hissing into the toilet.

"Yes," John said, nodding, his eyes riveted to his sister's tits with hard nipples sticking out.

"Go on," Kate said, staring at his cock.

Slowly John began to stroke himself again, his pace picking up as he quickly got to the point of no return again, the sound of his sister's piss hissing into the toilet adding to his excitement and lust.

"I'm gonna cum," John grunted.

"Yes, cum, John, cum for me," Kate encouraged him.

"Ahhh," John groaned as the first surge of cum shot from his cock, splashing against his sister's nose and dribbling down towards her mouth. Then Kate grasped his spurting cock in her hand and directed the streams of cum all over her face, covering herself as John emptied his balls. Then when he stopped spurting, Kate leaned forward and took his cock into her mouth, sucking on him until he stopped cumming. Then she released him and sat back on the toilet, cum covering her face, dripping down into her mouth and onto her chin. Using two fingers, Kate scraped the cum from her face into her mouth, licking her fingers and swallowing all of her brother's cum before getting to her feet and flushing the toilet.

"That was yummy," she said as she washed her face and hands. "Now for some dinner too," she said, laughing as she left the bathroom and went into her own room. "And then there'll be dessert again," she said.

John could barely eat dinner, marveling at his sister as she chit-chatted with their parents like nothing had happened. He still couldn't believe it, not his sister lawyer, the straight, respectable Kate. But it had happened and John knew that there was more to come.

"Huh?" he said, realizing that his mother had asked him a question.

"So, John, do you think you'll be able to handle having your sister around again?" she asked again.

"Uh, sure. Why not?" John replied.

"It'll be good for you," Robert, their father added. "Good balance."

"Well, I'm going to just relax for a week or so, then I'll start studying for the bar exam," Kate said. "I think some time in the sun is just what I need."

"You'll be working hard enough once you pass the bar exam," Robert said. "Might as well enjoy yourself now for a bit while you can."

"I plan on it," Kate said, turning to smile at her younger brother. "Hopefully John won't mind me tagging along for a week or so."

"I don't mind," John said.

"I think this is going to work out just fine," Alice said.

"Say, mom, dad, do you think I could take the RV for a week and go up the coast?" Kate asked. "I'd be super-careful, and maybe John would come with me."

"Why do you need to go up the coast?" Robert asked. "What's wrong with the sun and beach here?"

"Nothing, of course," Kate replied. "It just occurred to me, that's all. I haven't been up the coast in years, and since you have the RV I wouldn't have to spend any money for a hotel or anything. It was just a thought," she said.

"Well, let us think about it," Robert said. "We'll let you know. It's just that well, it's sort of big and if you're not used to it..."

"Oh, dad, I've driven huge U-Hauls helping friends move. I did have a life other than studying, you know."

"Well, yes, I guess I've never thought of it like that," he replied. "But we'll let you know."

"And wouldn't the two of you like to have some time without anyone else around?" she asked, a smile on her face. "You sure work enough."

"We'll let you know," Robert replied, smiling at her. "Okay?"

"Sure, dad. No problem," Kate agreed with a smile.

They all helped clean up after dinner and then sat down to watch TV together until Alice and Robert said that they had to get to bed to be able to get up for work the next day. Everyone said good-night and John and Kate wandered to their own rooms. John undressed in his room and then opened the door into the bathroom, stopping in his tracks when he saw his sister sitting up on the counter top, her feet up on the edge, wide apart. Naked. Her bald pussy was spread and he could see juices glistening.

"I knew you'd be coming in here," Kate said, a smile on her face when she saw his cock begin to harden. "Maybe you'd like to finish that massage now," she suggested, one hand trailing down between her legs to rub up and down between her spread pussy lips, then bringing her finger up to her mouth and gently sucking on it. "Suck my pussy for me, John, suck it," she implored her brother. "Suck my pussy until I cum."

John stared at her for a minute before dropping to his knees in front of her, immediately burying his face in her wet pussy, his tongue driving up into her, a groan coming from her throat as he began to lick and suck. Kate sighed and let one hand caress her brother's head as he continued to suck her pussy. She had wondered what she was going to do leaving college and the incredible selection of people for sex and coming home to a small Florida town where everyone knew everyone and it just wasn't possible to behave like that now that she had graduated and was going to go into legal practice as a respectable attorney. She hadn't considered John as she had only known him as a young boy. But he had grown and he was proving all too easy to seduce. Things were definitely going to work out for her, she thought as she concentrated on her brother's tongue in her pussy.

John couldn't believe how tasty his sister's pussy was. He licked and sucked with abandon, hardly daring to believe that she was letting him do this. His cock was so hard he thought it would break. He especially loved catching Kate's clit between his lips and sucking on it. Each time he did this she gasped, squeezing his head between her thighs, juices cascading from her pussy for him to lap up. He concentrated on her clit now, teasing it with his tongue, sucking on it, and Kate began to moan, telling him not to stop. So John continued, driving Kate into a frenzy that culminated in her going rigid as her orgasm tore through her, clamping her thighs tight around her brother's head as he slurped and sucked at her pussy, drinking her up as she came.

Finally she stopped cumming and relaxed her legs, grabbing John by the hair and pulling him away from her too sensitive pussy.

"God, John, you're incredible," she said, gently pulling him to his feet by his hair. "That was the best," she said, pulling his face close to hers, smelling herself on him. "Just great," she said, pulling him close enough so that she could kiss him, gently, then probing with her tongue, tasting herself on his mouth. Then John's lips parted and she met his tongue with hers, sucking on it and tasting herself, tasting herself.

Kate released John's hair and let her hand slide around his head, holding him as their kiss gained intensity. With her other hand she reached down between them and grabbed his rock-hard cock in her hand, feeling his excitement. As she pulled him closer and tighter as they kissed, she also guided his cock to her pussy, putting the head of it up into her pussy herself, then releasing him and letting him lean forward, burying his cock inside of her.

Kate released him as he began to fuck her. She braced her hands on the counter top as John stood up and began to thrust all 10 inches of his cock in and out of her pussy. Both of them had their eyes glued to the sight of John's cock sliding in and out of Kate's pussy. John couldn't believe how good it felt. He could see Kate's clit sticking out above his cock, fat and thick. Her pussy lips clung to the shaft of his cock each time he drew back, then curled in when he plunged back into her honey pot.

"Oh, John, that's good, so good," Kate moaned as her brother fucked her. "Don't stop, fuck me, fuck me," she urged, using her pussy muscles to squeeze his cock. 

"I'm gonna cum," John gasped, feeling his balls begin to contract.

"Not in my pussy, John, in my mouth," Kate gasped, not wanting him to stop but knowing she had to.

She pushed him away, dislodging him from her pussy and slid down off of the counter top onto her knees in front of him, opening her mouth and taking his whole cock into her mouth, down into her throat. She began to bob up and down on his cock, fucking him with her mouth and tasting her pussy all over his shaft. With one hand she held and caressed his balls, rolling them gently in her hand as she sucked him. She felt him stiffen and knew that he was about to blow his jism into her mouth, so she released his balls and let her hand slide up between his ass cheeks, her middle finger finding and pressing into his asshole as he lost all control and began to cum, filling Kate's mouth twice before beginning to subside, her sucking on him and her finger buried in his ass at the same time. She sucked him until there was no more, then slowly slid her finger from his ass at the same time she let his cock slide from her mouth, rising to her feet in front of him, her nipples hard and sticking out.

"That was so yummy," she said, leaning forward and kissing him, letting her tongue push into his mouth so that he could taste himself. "I can't wait for some more," she said, turning and washing her hands in the sink. "Sleep well," she said, leaving the bathroom and going into her own room, not shutting the door, John noticed.

After trying for a couple of minutes John succeeded in pissing like he'd intended when he came in in the first place. Then he went into his own room, turning out the lights and also leaving his door open. Just in case.

The next morning John came in to breakfast, his mind still reeling from his encounter with Kate the previous night. He was even more surprised to find her sitting at the table drinking a cup of coffee, completely naked!

"Oh, hi, John," Kate said when she saw him. "How did you sleep?"

"Uh, fine," John replied in shock. "What aren't you wearing any clothes?" he asked.

"Why should I?" Kate replied. "We're the only ones here. Don't you like it?"

"Well, sure," John replied. "But what if mom or dad came home or something?"

"Then I'd go to my room and put some clothes on," she replied. "But since they're not here, why don't you start your breakfast with the breakfast of champions," Kate suggested, pushing her chair away from the table and turning it so that she was facing him. "Doesn't it look tasty?" she asked, bringing her feet up onto the edge of the seat as far apart as possible, spreading her pussy wide open. "Suck my pussy, John," she said, running her fingers up and down between her spread pussy lips, stopping to briefly plunge two of them into her sopping wet hole.

John fell to his knees in front of his sister, instantly gluing his mouth to her pussy, his tongue shooting up into her as he tasted her nectar, sucking and slurping at her, teasing her with his tongue and lips. Kate was sighing now, stroking her brother's head with one hand while the other pinched and pulled at her hard erect nipples. She was surprised when she felt her orgasm building as it hadn't been that long that John had been sucking her pussy. But she concentrated on the sensations his tongue was causing between her legs and finally she felt that familiar feeling as her pussy convulsed, actually clamping down on John's tongue that happened to be at that moment up inside of her. Then John was sucking at her hole, drinking up her juices as she came. When she finally calmed down, John too leaned back on his heels, his face covered with her pussy juices.

"Oh, John, that was just wonderful!" Kate gushed, leaning forward and kissing him, tasting herself on his mouth. "I can't believe how I came! You like doing it, don't you?" she asked, looking him in the eye.

"Well, yeah, sure," he replied. "Why not?"

"Yes, why not indeed," Kate laughed. "Well, I'll make a deal with you. You keep sucking my pussy like that whenever I want you to, you can do anything you want to me whenever you want to. Is it a deal?"

"Are you kidding?" John asked, not believing what he had just heard.

"No, I'm not kidding," Kate replied, smiling at him. "You've got a great tongue and that big huge cock that I'm going to suck next. If you're interested, that is."

"Damn right I'm interested," John said. "But what about mom and dad?"

"What about them?"

"Well, what if they find out or something?"

"Well, if they do, we'll deal with that then. But for now they don't know unless you've told them, so I don't see that it's a problem."

"You're going to be a really good lawyer," John said, shaking his head. "If you can make this seem okay, then you can do anything."

"John, that's so sweet," Alice said with a laugh. "I think I'll suck that nice big cock of yours now. Take off your clothes," she commanded.

John quickly dropped his baggies to the floor, his cock standing out in front of him fully erect. Kate reached out and grabbed him, pulling him closer to her by his cock. Then she leaned forward and took it into her mouth, slowly letting each inch in until her face was pressed up against his belly, the entire ten inches buried in her throat. Then she slowly pulled back, revealing inch by inch his cock until the head finally appeared, Kate's tongue stuck in the slit at the end. Then she began to work on him, fucking him with her mouth. John couldn't believe how good it felt to have his sister sucking his cock. He looked down to watch as it disappeared again and again into her mouth. Kate would look up at him, smiling as she continued to suck him, her eyes never leaving his. All too soon John felt his balls begin to churn and then before he could do anything about it, Kate had slid a finger up into his ass again and he was exploding in her mouth, gob after gob of cum filling her mouth until she swallowed, then filling her mouth again and she again swallowed. Then Kate slowly sucked his cock, using her tongue to tease every bit of cum from him before going all the way down on him several more times and then leaning back, a big smile on her face.




Home From College



"There, that was nice," she said, licking her lips and swallowing once again. "Now you won't cum so fast," she said, her hand never leaving his cock. "Lay down," she commanded, getting to her feet. "Lay down on the floor."

John obeyed, laying on his back on the kitchen floor, his cock sticking straight up into the air. Kate stood with a foot on either side of him, her pussy spread open. She knelt down, grasping his cock in her hand and guiding it to her pussy as she lowered herself onto him. Then Kate began to slowly and methodically fuck him, using her pussy muscles in ways that John didn't even know were possible as she milked him at the same time. Because he had just cum, John couldn't get to that point and his cock was impossibly hard as Kate continued to ride him. Kate fucked him steadily for more than 30 minutes before she stopped, out of breath, her face flushed.

"Oh, John, I can't believe you're still hard," she said. "This is beyond my wildest dreams," she said, lifting herself up off of his cock. "I think we're ready for a change," she said, leaning over and sucking on his cock for a moment before once again straddling him, her hand holding his cock tightly. 

John felt her place his cock into her pussy, the warmth enveloping him as she lowered herself onto him, once, twice, three times, then she lifted herself off of him, her hand grasping him tightly as she directed the head of his cock to her asshole, holding it tightly there. John was in shock as Kate began to worm her ass onto his cock. He had never fucked anyone in the ass before and he was amazed at how tight it was, how hot it was as the head of his cock suddenly burst into her ass. Kate gasped when she finally felt her brother's cock enter her ass. He was bigger than any cock that had ever ass fucked her, but she had always loved it and knew that if she took it slowly that she would be able to take all of him into her ass.

John just lay there, not trying to hurry things as Kate slowly wriggled and writhed, inch by inch of John's cock slowly disappearing up into her ass until finally John felt her ass as she sat on his legs, his cock completely buried in his sister's ass. Kate just sat there for a minute or two adjusting to the feeling of such a big cock stretching her ass before she began to lift herself up off of him, slowly but surely building up a rhythm as she fucked her brother's cock with her ass. John couldn't believe how good it felt as Kate slid up and down on his cock with her ass. 

Fifteen to twenty minutes went by with John's cock as hard as a rock in and out of his sister's ass. Then John was surprised as he felt his balls beginning to respond, that familiar build-up of pressure that told him that he was going to be able to cum again soon. And sure enough, five or ten minutes later John felt his balls really churning and then cum was shooting through his cock into his sister's ass. Kate felt his cock pulsing inside of her and knew that finally he was cumming again. It had been an hour since the last time, she realized as she lay on top of him, his entire cock buried in her ass as his orgasm came and went, his cum deep inside of her.

Slowly Kate lifted herself off of her brother's cock, feeling it finally plop from her ass, still rock hard. She shook her head in amazement as she got some paper towels and wet them, then cleaned John's cock and wiped her own ass.

"God, John, you're still as hard as a rock," Kate said in amazement. "Do you want to fuck me some more?" she asked.

"If you don't mind," John said, not daring to believe what was going on. He felt like a porn star or something.

"God, you can fuck me all day and all night with that thing," Kate said, shaking her head. "But let's go to the bedroom. It will be more comfortable," she said, grabbing his cock in her hand and dragging him down the hallway to her room where she pulled him in, backing up to the bed and falling onto it, bringing her knees up to her chest and holding them wide apart. "Go for it," she said as John guided his cock into her waiting and eager pussy, driving himself deep into her with the first stroke, eliciting a gasp from Kate.

John fucked Kate, and fucked her, not stopping until they heard their mother calling for them when she got home from work. As John dislodged himself from his sister's pussy and went to his own room through the adjoining bathroom, they had been fucking non-stop for six hours. Kate's pussy was raw, like it had never been, not even when she had taken on 30 guys one night for the hell of it at a fraternity party. And John's cock ached and throbbed like there was no tomorrow, not dropping even a little bit until he had stood in the shower under the cold water for more than 30 minutes. But even then it was semi-hard and ached. Getting through dinner that night was one of the hardest things John had ever done, and when it was over he excused himself and went to bed, closing the door to the bathroom this time, falling asleep almost immediately, dreaming dreams of his sister and pussy and tits and fucking and sucking.