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Kathryn

By: Bones Malone



I was lying awake in bed. I couldn't sleep. Earlier that day, I was getting off the plane that had just brought me home from college for spring break. I get into the airport and see my dad waving - no surprise there. But then, I see the two people standing right next to him, which I later found out to be my new stepmother and stepsister.

"Surprise Sebastian! You have a whole new family now!" Yeah, thanks for telling me. My new 19-year-old stepsister's name is Kathryn. She's 5'3'' or so and has brown hair, blue eyes, an amazing rack, a flat tummy, great hips and ass, and when I saw her for the first time, she gave me the sweetest little smile I had ever seen. And, she currently resides about fifteen feet to my left, in the room next to mine. Gee, I wonder why I can't sleep. Looking out the window, I could tell that Kathryn's light was still on. Since I knew I wasn't going to be getting any sleep anyway, I opened the window and stepped out onto the balcony to get some air.

Kathryn's room shares the same balcony as my room. Wondering why her light was on, I crossed over to Kathryn's window to see what she was doing. As soon as I looked through the glass, I was very glad that I had decided to make the short trip. Kathryn was standing in front of the mirror in her bra and panties. At my angle, I could clearly see both her, and her reflection. My cock instantly started to grow in my shorts. She was running her hands over her nice flat stomach, making sure she was still thin enough. Her hands then moved up to her bra. She removed it and dropped it to the floor. She smoothed some of her nice brown hair back behind her ears before turning her attention to her tits. Did I mention that my new stepsister is extremely beautiful too? I had to move my cock to give it more room to grow.

She jiggled her tits, observing their springiness, lifting them, and then letting them fall again. I was so excited my heart was beating like a jackhammer. Finally, she pulled down her panties and kicked them over to where her bra was. My God, I was looking at the perfect human female form. I couldn't take it anymore; I freed my dick from my boxers, and started to jack off. I continued watching as Kathryn ran her fingers over her crotch, checking how cleanly shaven she was. Seemingly pleased with her body, she went over to her bed and lay down on her back, propped up by several pillows, with her legs spread wide open, bent at the knees. I knew what was to follow; I just couldn't believe my luck. She began massaging her outer cunt lips with her fingertips. Her eyes closed, her head went back, and her mouth opened in the shape of a moan as she wet her lips with her tongue. She brought the fingers on her left hand up to her mouth, sucked on them, and then sent them back down to work their magic on her waiting pussy. She did the same with her right hand, and kept alternating back and forth: left, right, left, right. What a show she put on! After several minutes of lubricating herself, she allowed her fingers to wander deep inside of her vagina, exploring every inch of her pussy. Her fingers worked more quickly as she rocked back and forth slightly, breathing heavily. I could tell she would come soon, (as would I).

She raised her head back up and opened her eyes so she could watch herself come. And come she did. She became tense, her legs shook in the air, and some of her juice dripped out of her cunt and onto the bedspread. At the same time, my semen shot out of my cock as I came. I quickly turned and headed back to my room, collecting the rest of my dripping cum with my hand. God, I hope she hadn't seen me. I didn't think she had. I cleaned myself up, closed my window, and got back into bed. Now, I really wouldn't be able to sleep. Nothing even close to this had ever happened to me, that's for sure. I just couldn't believe... Knock. Knock. Knock. What the heck? "Who is it?" I asked. "It's Kathryn. Can I come in?" What for? I felt like asking. How could I face her now? Good God... "Yeah, sure," I said. Kathryn opened the door, came in, and closed it behind her. She was wearing a T-shirt that came down to her thighs, and nothing else, as far as I could tell. She sat down in the chair across the room. The temperature in my room seemed to suddenly jump about twenty degrees. "I couldn't sleep," she said. "Yeah, me neither." She smiled that sweet smile of hers and asked, "So what did you think?" Uh-oh. "About what?" I asked innocently. She giggled and said, "Nice try, Sebastian. I saw you in the mirror as soon as you showed up outside the window." Shit. I was tongue-tied. What could I possibly say? I looked away, obviously embarrassed. "Well?" she asked. "Well what?" "What did you think?" I had to pause for a second to find the right words. "It was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen in my life," I answered honestly.

She giggled some more. "Really? Why thank you. Your turn now." "Excuse me?" "I get to watch you now." "You've got to be kidding me!" "Hey come on, fair is fair." Well, she had me there. I sat on the edge of my bed. "What if I can't get it up again so soon?" I asked. "Well," Kathryn said, "we'll see what we can do about that." She slowly moved her legs apart. Her shirt rode up, and I could see her beautiful pussy again. In about five seconds, I was hard again, as Kathryn quickly noticed. "There," she said, "that's better. Come over here and stand in front of me." I couldn't believe I was going to do this. I got up with my boxers still on, and a big bulge where my erection was, and stood directly in front of my stepsister. "Good," Kathryn said, "now get rid of those pesky boxers, and let's have a look at that big hard cock of yours." Like she said, fair is fair. I pulled my boxers off and threw them into the corner. My boner bounced around a little, excited yet again about its freedom. Kathryn stared at my penis for a while then looked up at my face and said slowly, "Nice cock, Sebastian."

If my cock could've possibly gotten harder, it just did when she said those words. "Now, masturbate for me, dear stepbrother." Kathryn crossed her legs, folded her hands, and awaited my one-man sex show. I felt so silly. I had no idea Kathryn would be like this. She was acting like we'd known each other for years when we'd only met that day! But, I wrapped my hand around my dick and started jerking it back and forth. My cock was a little sore from having jacked-off so recently. "Use both hands!" Kathryn said, excitedly. I could tell she was going to have fun with this. I brought my left hand over and started working my cock with both hands. "Oh yes. That's good," Kathryn said, taking deep breaths. I guess my little show was really turning her on. She pulled off her T-shirt so we were both naked. It was hot and we both started to sweat. Without any warning, Kathryn reached out and cupped my balls with her hand. It took me by surprise, but I didn't mind. It felt great! Kathryn played with my balls and felt each of her tits with her other hand while I continued stimulating myself. What a way to start spring break! Kathryn was mad with lust.

She pulled my hands off my hard-on and took it in her own hand, her other hand still holding my balls. She led me by the penis over to my bed and pushed me down on it. "I need your dick, Sebastian," she said, "I need it inside me." She started to climb on top of me. "But Kathryn, you're my stepsister!" I said. "That's right," she said smiling, "and when your stepsister needs your cock, you better share, or I'll tell Mommy." Hah! Well I certainly wouldn't want that! She lowered her waiting pussy onto my eager cock, and we began fucking cowgirl-style. (Yee-Haa!) Kathryn was so gorgeous. I reached up and squeezed her big bouncy tits as she continued riding me. She was so nice and tight. Her vagina held my dick very nicely. I wouldn't last much longer, and neither would she. She reached down and played with her clit while I held her nice ass cheeks. 

We came at the same time in a great flow of sex juices. Kathryn collapsed and lay on top of me, with my cock still deep inside her pussy. I held her body close to mine, never wanting to let go. After our breathing slowed down, Kathryn asked with a smile, "Well Sebastian, how do you like your new stepsister now?" I thought for a second and replied, "You know, I think we're going to get along pretty well!" We both giggled. I reached over, flipped off the lights, and finally fell asleep while still inside my new baby stepsister.

Kathryn



[Disclaimer: All persons depicted in this story are eighteen (18) years of age or older.]

The phone rang at 8:50pm. It was the principal of my daughters' school. Apparently my oldest had been caught drinking beer at her spring dance. I was surprised since that was very uncharacteristic of Kathryn. She was a senior in highschool and a shortstop on the varsity softball team. She had always gotten decent grades and had never gotten into any trouble.

Upon arrival at the principal's office I saw two of Kathryn's good friends sitting next to her. The principal informed me that her drinking on school grounds was a serious infraction. It was punishable by a trip to the police station, a one week suspension, and no more after school sports or activities. However since it was her first infraction during her entire four years at highschool, she would only receive a one week suspension from school and sports.

I had been secretly fantasizing about my daughter's, Kathryn and Denise, since they first started puberty. I never told anyone or acted upon my unfatherly feelings for them before. 

I noticed a wobble in Kathryn's walk as we left the school. While she was in a drunken state, I took the opportunity to get a really good look at her. Kathryn was eighteen and the older of my two daughters. She had the long beautiful blond hair and blue eyes of her mother. Her 5-foot 4-inch 135-pound perfectly proportioned body came from my side of the family, along with her 36C/D breasts. She was wearing a pair of tight dark blue low rise jeans, a short tight white T-shirt with a noticeable black lace bra underneath, and she had it all capped off with a pair of sexy black leather high-heeled boots. The outfit showed off her big tits and round meaty ass, while exposing her soft yet flat tummy and the small of her back. She looked sexy and maybe a little slutty, but it was a sharp contrast to the tiny skirts and butt cheek shorts her little sister liked to wear. Besides, it turned me on to see other men staring at my daughters.

When we walked through the parking lot, Kathryn began her plea with a slight slur in her voice.

"Daddy it was my first time ever drinking. Are you mad at me?"

"No honey, not at all."

"Where's mom?"

"At aunt Helen's house."

"Are you gunna tell her?"

"Yes."

"Please don't! Daddy she's gunna kill me!"

"How do you know?"

"Because I know her and so do you, she's not cool about this kinda stuff like you are."

"Kathryn, she's my wife. I can't hide it from her."

"C'mon pleeeeease!"

Kathryn continued to beg and pout after we got into my old jaguar. She knew I would give in eventually.

"Alright, I wont say anything about it to mom. But you better not let your sister find out, because you know she'll snitch on you, and then we will both be in trouble."

She reached over and hugged me. I savored the feeling of her tits pressed tightly against my chest.

"Thank you daddy! Denise was drinking too, but she just didn't get caught, so she won't say anything."

I started the ten minute drive home and Kathryn excitedly told me about the events of her night thus far. Halfway home she had to pee 'really bad', and she begged me to stop the car. I pulled into the dark empty parking lot of a local park. I realized that she was more drunk than I had originally thought, since she didn't bother to close the door or step away from my view. When she undid her jeans I noticed that she wasn't wearing any panties. As much as I didn't want to, I turned my view away from her. I could hear her struggling to pull down her tight jeans, nearly falling over in the process. I asked her if she needed help, but either she ignored me or she didn't fully hear me, because I didn't get an answer. Finally I heard the stream of urine splashing against the pavement and a soft groan of relief. Curiosity got the best of me at that moment. I looked over at her and noticed she was looking down at the ground. She was in a half squat right next to the car. Her right hand holding onto the door and her left on the side of the car.  It was the first time I had seen her pussy since she was a toddler. It was shaven clean with the exception of a small trapezoidal patch above her slit. My voyeurism made my heart race and my cock chubby. The stream between her smooth shapely thighs was clear thick and powerful. Typical of drinking a lot of beer. I glanced back up to see that she was looking right at my face.

"Shit! Sorry", I muttered as I turned away from her in embarrassment.

"What? I don't care."

I became fidgety and when I glanced back at her. She was still looking at me and I quickly turned away. I felt my face go flush. I was confused and unsure of what to do. I had always dreamed of a moment like this and when it finally happened I almost ruined it.

My mind was racing with questions. Did she realize why I had looked at her? Why didn't she care? Does she want me to look at her? Why didn't she step out of my view? Is she too drunk to realize what she's doing? If so, should I take advantage? I gained some composure and held my view away from her direction.

She commented as she turned to get her jeans off the ground, "What a relief!"

I looked back at her when she had turned around. She bent down to pick up her jeans and I received a gorgeous view of her ass and pussy. The manner in which she bent over (keeping her knees and back straight) was distinctly flirtatious. Again I was confused and questions flooded my brain. Is she doing it on purpose? Is she trying to seduce me? Should I try to make a move on her? I rationalized, thinking that she was just drunk for the first time and didn't have a care in the world.

Kathryn stood up with her back still facing me and said, "Aw Fuck!"

"What's wrong?"

"My pee got all over my pants."

She dropped her pants back on the pavement and turned around. She caught me staring at her again, except this time I didn't act so guilty and I didn't turn away. Using the seat of the car she zipped her sexy boots back on. Every couple of seconds she would look up at me, but I just kept on staring at her. When I made the decision to stare at her, regardless of her seeing me, my nervousness had changed to an adrenaline rush. I got a funny feeling that she was enjoying the attention and I could feel my cock growing in my pants. Then she bent over to get her jeans in the same manner as before, except this time she glanced back to see if I was looking. When we made eye contact, she quickly turned her attention back to her soiled pants. Finally she did her best to run in the high heels, making her way to a garbage can which was brightly lit by the headlights of my car. Her ass jiggled the whole way, and after she deposited the pants, her tits bounced on the way back. She hopped in the car and pulled the door closed, simultaneously switching off the interior light. Despite my lustful stares, I tried to do the most fatherly thing I could think of.

I said as I opened my door, "Let me find you something to cover up with."

She grabbed my arm and said with a smile, "Dad, seriously, I don't mind if you look at me. Actually I kinda like it."

I asked with a curious smile, "What do you mean, 'you like it'?"

Coyly she responded, "I think you know exactly what I mean."

I was totally ecstatic and speechless. 

She seductively asked, "Would you like it if I took the rest of my clothes off?"

I just nodded slowly, with a huge grin.

As she removed her shirt I asked, "When did you realize that you like it?"

When she finally removed her shirt she responded, "About five minutes ago when I caught you watching me pee."

After Kathryn unclasped and removed her sexy black lace bra, I closed my door. When I reached for the switch on the roof to turn the interior light back on, my hand bumped into Kathryn's since she was about to do the same thing. She giggled and coyly muttered 'Oops' as I flicked the switch. She fully moved back and reclined her seat in preparation to give me a show. I too moved my seat back, but I didn't recline it.

She looked beautiful against the plush Cabernet leather interior of my old jaguar. She was obviously very proud of her tits as she jiggled them from side to side with a huge grin on her face. They didn't pancake out as much as one might have expected, especially considering they were half way between a C and D cup. Her pink areola's were about 2-1/2 inches in diameter, perfectly positioned on the front of her tits, and perfectly symmetrical. Her erect reddish-pink nipples were like cherries at the top of a sundae.

I commented, "Good god, you are gorgeous!"

She coyly responded, "Thank you daddy."

By then my cock was throbbing against my pants straining to be released. She noticed the pulsating bulge and winked at me, but said nothing, as she seductively slid her hand down the center of her flat soft stomach toward her neatly trimmed blond bush. She ran her fingers through her short loosely curled pubes. Then pushed her pointer finger between the top of her glistening slit. She closed her eyes and moaned softly, 'Mmmmm', as she began to massage her clit.

Kathryn commanded meas if I should have already done it, "C'mon daddy, take your clothes off, I want to see you."

It was rather difficult to get my clothes off in the drivers seat, but it didn't put a damper on our mood. Especially since Kathryn kept masturbating during my struggle. I toss my clothes in the back seat with her shirt and bra. When I was fully naked I felt a little self-conscious. I hit the weights from time to time, but I was 40 years old, and looked nothing like some of the senior boys at Kathryn's school.

"My god daddy, I never realized how attractive you are, all rugged and stuff! And your dick so much bigger than any other I've seen before. Even though I've only seen one other dick."

Her comment seemed genuine and it boosted my confidence tremendously. I smiled and thanked her. I was surprised that she had only seen one other guy's cock, since she had about half a dozen boyfriends in the past. However as I further pondered the idea, I remembered that she only had one boyfriend where the relationship lasted more than a month or so.

My train of thought was broken when my daughter asked, "So, is this like... Incest?"

Hinting at the direction that I wanted things to go I responded, "Well you are my daughter, but we haven't touched each other yet."

She stopped fondling her clit and asked another question which almost ruined the mood, "What about mom?"

"What she doesn't know wont hurt her."

She smiled cunningly and said, "You're bad!"

I asked, "Do you like that?"

She nodded with a more sadistic smile that I had never seen before. Then she boldly reached over and wrapped her soft right hand around my solid cock. The musty smell of her sex had already begun to permeate the air and further enhance my arousal.

I groaned and she said with the same smile, "I guess now it's officially incest."

I asked again already knowing the answer, "Do you like that?"

She seductively stated, "Yes."

She gawked at my cock as she slowly stroked it up and down. I reached over and gently brushed my fingertips from her knee up her smooth inner thigh. She instinctively opened her legs slightly as I got closer to her puffy pussy lips. I ran my middle finger up the out side of her slippery slit and over her soft mound of hair. Then upon returning back down with my finger I slipped it in between her lips. I found her soaking wet hole and poked the tip of my finger in. It was tight even around one finger. I briefly imagined how it would feel around my cock.

We were both breathing much heavier as my daughter said, "Daddy I've never felt this turned on before."

I said nothing as I nimbly and quickly climbed over the center console to mount my daughter. She eagerly spread her legs wide and those sexy high heeled boots came into view as she dangled one out the car window and the other over the center console.

As I positioned myself for entry she said, "I never did it without a condom."

In a brief moment of clarity I questioned, "Do you not want to?"

She sounded eager, "No, I do! I want to! Just go easy on me."

I nodded and placed the head of my cock on her slit. I applied some pressure and was surprised with how easily I slipped in despite how ultra tight she was. I let out a loud moan as I fell into her tight velvety sheath. Kathryn winced in a bit of pain as my cock head explored depths she had not yet experienced. That look of mild pain on her face disappeared, never to return again. It was the best thing that I had ever sunk my cock into during my entire life and I nearly blew off immediately. I held still at full depth to allow both of us to get used to the intense sensation. I reached down and squeezed her tits and rolled her nipples between my fingers.

Then she softly asked between her heavy ragged breaths, "Are you gunna finish inside me?"

I followed with another question, "Do you want me to?"

She blushed slightly when she answered, "Yeah... I mean... As long as you want to."

I responded, "I would love to!"

Kathryn smiled brightly from my answer. She knew as well as I did that we were about to take a huge risk. However the idea behind that risk was a huge turn on for me and obviously for her too. I then grabbed the backs of her knees and pressed them to either side of her with my weight. Her knees were bent and the heels of her boots were rubbing on my arms. I began to slowly pump the full length of my cock in and out. She put her right hand down between her legs and draped her left around my neck. I felt her massaging her clit with her fingers. We were gazing into one another's eyes the whole time. Her moans were high pitched and broken from her heavy breathing. We were both lost in a pleasurable trance of erotic sin.

My daughter must have sensed that I was close when she asked, "Let me know when, ok?"

I nodded in response. My balls were beginning to tighten in preparation of my impending orgasm. Again I held still at full depth to try and stop from cumming so soon, but the warmth of her young tight pleasure nest was too much for me.

As I started to glide in and out of her velvet glove again, I said just above a whisper, "I'm about to cum."

I felt her fingers quicken their pace on her clit and her eyes widened with intense excitement. I groaned as my body built up to its climax.

Kathryn commanded me in a whiny moan with intense incestuous lust, "Yeah daddy do it! Shoot it as deep as you can!"

I followed her wishes as maintained deep short strokes.

'Oh Yeah', I exclaimed, as the first gush of semen splashed against her cervix with powerful force. I continued to moan loudly with each wave of intense orgasmic pleasure.

Kathryn had begun to rub her clit with more ferocity as she said, "Oh yeah daddy, I can feel it."

I was halfway through my orgasm when, Kathryn's mouth gaped open, her head lifted off the seat, and her eye lids shuddered violently. A low volume high-pitched squeak came from her mouth. I felt her pussy squeeze even tighter around my shaft forcing some of our thick mixed fluids out around the base of my cock. Her cervix spasmed against my cock head, sucking my baby making juice up into her womb. I was throughly amazed at how she timed her orgasm. It was the first time I had ever cum at just about the same time as the woman I was making love to. My daughter's orgasm seemed to intensify as mine had begun to fade away. Her body twitched uncontrollably. Her high-pitched squeak changed to a mix of various grunts and moans, which audibly described every individual sensation she was experiencing. She continued to experience intense orgasmic pleasure long after I had stopped cumming. I became a little jealous as I wished I could cum for what seemed like several minutes straight. My daughter eventually came back to the same world as me. My cock was still hard as stone and I continued to slowly stroke the full length in and out of her. No words were spoken for a couple of minutes. Kathryn had a huge grin plastered on her pretty face, as did I. She had both arms wrapped around my neck and I was still holding my weight on the back for her knees. She would still twitch and squeak on occasion with the ultra sensitivity of post coital bliss. Eventually my cock was too limp to continue so stopped and leaned in for a kiss. She accecpted me willingly as our lips touched. Her soft lips opened and our tongues gently slow danced as they glided over each other.

When the kiss broke, Kathryn was the first to speak, "Oh... My... God!!! That was sooo intense!"

I said, "That was the best I ever experienced honey, thank you so much! I just wish I could have lasted longer."

"Daddy, are you kidding me? I'm proud that I made you cum so fast."

"Good then, you feel good about yourself."

I felt weak as I slowly grabbed my clothes from the back and made my way out of the passenger side door. I stood next to the car and put my clothes on. As I walked around the front of the car to the drivers side, I realized that I had left the engine running and the lights on the whole time. I glanced around and luckily no one else showed up at the park that night. I hopped back into the drivers seat and noticed Kathryn curiously playing with the gooey fluids oozing out of her. She was making a sticky mess of her self and the passenger seat. I watched her for a few seconds as she hooked a thick glob with her finger, inspected closely, then popped it into her mouth.

Smiling, I asked, "How is it?"

She shrugged her shoulders and said smiling, "Not so great, but its cool knowing that I ate it. Know what mean?"

"Yeah," I said calmly as I looked at the time. It was 10:00pm and I feared my wife might be home. I shut off the interior light and started on my way. Kathryn continued to play around with herself during the quiet ride home. My mind had questions for her, but I was unable to ask them. Mainly I wanted to know if she would ever do it again, and if she knew how important it was to keep it secret. As I pulled closer to home, I was happy to see that my wife wasn't back from her sister's place yet. However we both noticed Denise's bedroom light was on.

I stated, "Looks like Denise is home."

Kathryn said nothing as she was in full masturbation mode.

I chuckled and said, "Wow, you are one horny girl!"

She responded slightly out of breath, "I just can't believe what we did."

I shut off my head lights before I pulled into the driveway with the hope that Denise wouldn't notice I was home. I pulled straight into the garage which I had left open. I told Kathryn to wait in the car while I go in to see if the coast was clear. I quickly and quietly made my way up to Denise's bedroom. Her door was closed and I could hear the distinct sounds of sex through the door. It sounded like she had two or more guys in the room with her. Under any other circumstance I would have stayed and listened, but I had more important things to deal with.

As I started back down to the garage, I whispered to myself, "She's such a slut. I love it."

I found Kathryn standing in the kitchen with a passionate look on her face. I put my finger to my lips, shushing her. She smiled and called me closer with her finger. When I got there she dropped to her knees and undid my pants very quickly. She whipped out my soft slimy cock and slurped it into her mouth. I did nothing to stop her despite my fear of getting caught. Denise was right up stairs and I knew my wife would be home any minute. However the risk of getting caught quickly became an aphrodisiac for both of us. My daughter sucked on my cock and rolled her tongue around the head. She cradled my balls in one hand and held the base of my cock with the other. She seemed to have a lot more experience at blow jobs than with sex. I was stone solid again in less than five minutes. Kathryn stood up and bent herself over the kitchen table. I felt her slimy sticky bald pussy lips with my hand then I squatted behind her. The scent was strong, a combination of her pussy, my semen and her ass. Her ass cheeks and the backs of her thighs were also glimmering with semi-dried sex fluids. I probed my tongue between my daughters pussy lips and quickly found her hard clitoris. I tasted our mixed nectar as I pleasured her orally by rolling the tip of my tongue in soft slow circles on her love pearl.




Kathryn



Then in a passionate whisper, Kathryn said, "I want you to shoot your cum in me again."

Without any hesitation I stood and positioned myself for entry. I plowed into her much harder and faster than before. There was no moaning this time. All that could be heard was our heavy breathing and the slapping of our bodies. I could feel her ass and legs sticking to my lower stomach and thighs with every thrust.

We had one goal to which Kathryn expressed, "Hurry up and cum in me."

I was slamming into her even harder, forcing the table to move with each thrust. Even more quickly than before, my daughters perfect pussy had me on the verge of another cum. I saw head lights slowly turn in the drive way through the front window.

Kathryn stated the obvious, "Shit! Moms home."

I said in a whisper, "I'm almost there!"

I could hear the car engine turn off outside the garage. As I heard my wife's key turning open the front door I exploded inside my daughter for the second time.

I whispered just as the front door creaked open, "I'm cumming!"

Kathryn was dead silent and I tried desperately to quiet myself, while I spewed my load deep inside my daughter for the second time that night. We were just out of view from my wife as she rumbled through the coat closet. Finally I finished and Kathryn turned, gave me a peck on the lips, and thanked me, before she ran full speed up to her room. My heart was pounding and I was totally out of breath as zipped up my pants. I managed to tuck my cock behind the waistline of my pants and pull my shirt over it, just before my wife walked into the kitchen.

When my wife saw me, she said, "Oh it's you, what's going on in here?"

I responded, "Nothing, just exercising."

"Well, no more exercising in the kitchen, it stinks in here!"

I had calmed down a lot when she bought the exercise excuse, "Sorry honey, I'm gonna go take a shower now anyway. What are you up to?"

She responded, "Helen gave me some wire shelving for the coat closet. I'm going set it up then I'll be up to bed."

I quickly went up stairs and knocked on Kathryn's bedroom door. I heard some rustling then she yelled, "Come In."

She was wide eyed and nervous covered by her blanket, "Jesus dad, why'd you bother knocking? I thought you were mom."

I shrugged my shoulders and apologized.

She asked with hesitant anticipation, "So what happened?"

"Mom has no idea! What are you doing?"

She smiled and pulled the blanket off to reveal her gorgeous naked body and freshly cream pied pussy.

She said coyly, "I was really enjoying the way you were licking me before."

I responded, "Alright but I don't have much time, mom will be up here soon."

I went to close the door but Kathryn interrupted me, "No leave it open, wide open!"

I smiled back at her and did as she commanded. She eagerly laid back in her bed and spread her legs. I tripped over her boots on my way to the bed nearly falling over. She giggled as she watched me prepare to go down on her. Her pussy was covered in my cum, but that didn't deter me one bit. I dove in and began to lick her blood swollen clit in a circular motion as before. I held my hands on her soft yet sticky inner thighs. I didn't care for the taste of my cum but I loved to pleasure my daughter. The sounds of Denise having a threesome in the room next door were audible but neither of us mentioned it. Kathryn added to the mix of sexual sounds with her own soft moans. She started to cum in less than a minute, squeezing my head between her legs in the process. She writhed and wriggled for about half a minute before pushing my face from her crotch. I jumped up and gave her a slimy wet kiss goodby before abruptly leaving her room. I showered very well and gargled with mouthwash several times to prevent any incriminating evidence. I went to bed and my wife came in about fifteen minutes later.

It was difficult for me to fall asleep. The reality of what I did that night had hit me. I was worried that Kathryn would get pregnant and my wife would find out. However on the flip side, it had been the best night of my life and I also knew that Kathryn had enjoyed it. I feared that our sexual encounter may put strain on our relationship for years to come, or worse, completely destroy it. Although it was possible for everything to be ok too. Combining high risk environments and/or actions with sex was something that my wife and I both enjoyed. I was both happy and nervous that Kathryn inherited that trait. Luckily my wife and I still had a decent sexual relationship. If the sexual relationship with my daughter continued, would she be jealous of my wife. There was probably a lot more that I can't remember, but these were the general thoughts running through my head before I finally fell asleep some time after 1:00am.

I woke up at about half past eight in the morning my wife was already out of bed. As I walked out into the hall I noticed that both of my daughters' doors were still closed. This usually meant they were still sleeping. Kathryn usually stayed in bed till about 10:00am on a Saturday, where as Denise would sleep past noon on some occasions. I walked down into the kitchen wondering when I would have some private time to have a serious talk with Kathryn. I didn't notice my wife sitting at the table reading the paper.

She startled me when she said, "Good morning."

"Oh, good morning Hannah."

There she was, the person whom I had gone to with all my problems for so many years. I finally had an issue that I was unable to discuss with her, and it was killing me on the inside. I loved her so much and at that very moment I felt the guilt hit me. I just sighed to myself and hoped that Kathryn was as good at comforting me as her mother was.

Luckily my wife started a conversation which took my mind off of Kathryn, "Honey, we have to talk about Denise."

I responded, "You mean about the boys she had in her room last night?"

"Yeah you heard her to eh? She wasn't trying very hard to be discreet was she?"

"No she wasn't."

My wife asked, "Did you let her bring those boys over?"

"No, actually I went to pick up Kathryn, and when I got back she was already up there with them."

"I thought Denise was at the dance with Kathryn. How did they get back here?"

"I have no Idea."

There was a pause, then my wife asked, "What should we do about it?"

I responded, "Well if we try to make her stop, she will probably just do it some where else. Its probably safer if we just let her do it here. I think the most we could do is have a heart to heart talk with her and make sure that she is properly protecting herself."

My wife commented, "You're absolutely right honey, but I feel very awkward walking around here listening to my daughter have sex, and with more than one guy no less. I'm surprised that you don't feel the same."

"Well then maybe we should give her a dose of her own medicine."

She asked, "What do you mean?"

"When she's home, we should have loud sex and see how she likes it."

My wife responded sarcastically, "Well based on the way she's been dressing and acting lately, she might like it." 

I chuckled and she went on, "Seriously though, we will have to talk to her, and soon."

"Alright," I said.

My wife went back to reading the paper and I fixed my self a bowl of cereal. I started daydreaming as I ate my breakfast. Denise was a gorgeous young woman, taller (5'7") and thinner (110lbs) than her older sister. She shared the same northern European face as her mother, with high cheek bones, and blue almond-shaped eyes. Although her lips were thin by comparison to Kathryn and my wife's, which was not altogether a bad feature on her. She kept her hair long and wavy. It was naturally a light brown but she died it blond to match her mother and sister. Denise's body lacked the shapely curves that Kathryn loved to flaunt. Denise had barely a B cup chest and her hips didn't flare out so dramatically from her tiny waist. She had a nice tight little ass though, which she loved to show off. What she lacked in voluptuousness, she gained in having a tight flexible fat-free body. It was ironic because Denise looked much more athletic than she was and Kathryn was much more athletic than she looked.

I thought about how much fun those boys must have had with my daughter last night. I was struck with a bit of jealousy, but just enough to fuel my desire for Denise. I fantasized about Denise taking on more than a dozen men with myself included. In my mind I watched her get tossed around in a very rough manner from guy to guy. She was taking huge cock's up the ass and in the pussy at the same time, while another man forced her to gag on his cock. In my mind she was loving every minute of it. Then I pictured myself on top of her. Her face, pussy and asshole had been blasted full of other guys cum before I had gotten to her. She was jerking off two other men, while I fucked her and roughly grabbed her tits. Then I pictured myself pushing her ankles all the way back behind her head, and alternating between fucking her ass and pussy.

My erotic daydream was abruptly ended when I saw Kathryn appear at the foot of the stairs. She blushed and smiled uncontrollably when she saw me sitting at the table with my wife. She avoided eye contact as she walked over to the fridge and pulled out the container of orange juice. I got up and brought my bowl over to the sink, where Kathryn was standing pouring her juice. I quickly grabbed a pen and paper and wrote, 'meet me in the den so we could talk.' Finally she looked me in the eye and nodded. I made my way to the den in my basement and flicked on the TV. Kathryn followed shortly after. She was still blushing when she sat next to me on the couch.

We were both quiet for a minute, since neither of us knew how to start the convirsation.

Eventually Kathryn asked just above a whisper, "Do you think I'm a slut?"

"Oh NO! Not at all! You're just young and curious! Your sister however, is a slut."

She stopped blushing and smiled brightly, as I continued, "I'm just nervous that you might get pregnant and/or someone will find out about what we did."

"Trust me dad, I won't tell anyone about what we did. (Pause) I'm a little nervous about getting pregnant too, but I know you'll be there for me if I do, so that helps ya know. Do you feel guilty about mom?"

I answered, "Not really. Like I said last night, what she doesn't know won't hurt her."

"Yeah I guess you're right, but I cant help it. I feel guilty. I love mom."

"I love her too honey, but to me, guilt is not worth getting all worked up over."

My daughter tried to explain her feelings, "Its strange dad, because last night I knew we were cheating on her, and it excited me. But now I feel so dirty and terrible about it."

I reached out and hugged her then she asked hesitantly, "Do you want to do it again?"

"Of course I do, but I don't think it's a good idea."

She responded, "Yeah I kinda feel the same way."

I said, "Incest isn't bad when it's a fantasy, its when you act on that fantasy that things start to go wrong. Understand?"

She nodded and I went on, "We acted on our fantasies and we should consider ourselves lucky if nothing goes wrong. So lets just keep it between us and try to get back to normal. Ok?"

She smiled and said, "Sounds good to me."

For the next couple of days things were awkward. I noticed that when Kathryn wore a swim suit, she would cover up when I came around. She also seemed to avoid being alone with me. I wasn't sure how to take it. Did she not trust me, or maybe she didn't trust herself. Either way her actions seemed to drift back to normal by the end of the week and I was no longer concerned. Finally two weeks had gone by and I was anxious about any possible pregnancy. I had been trying to build up the guts to ask her, but she came to me one morning.

I was washing my car when she happily skipped over to me and said, "I have good news!"

"What", I asked?

She put her arms up in the air and said, "I got my period today!"

I was so relieved to know she wasn't pregnant and so was she. We hugged for quite a while in my driveway. We released our embrace when we saw Denise walking up the drive way. She said 'Hi' to us and kept walking. She was wearing a little pink pair of butt cheek short shorts and I stared at her ass as she walked by. Kathryn saw me looking at her sister and playfully slapped my chest in a slight fit of jealousy. I realized then that I was the luckiest man alive.



Kathryn



It was the rained out camping trip that changed the direction of Kathryn's life. She had returned home early Wednesday afternoon, dropped off by her best friend. It was two weeks past her 19th birthday and she was disappointed that the weather had not cooperated. Her plans for two weeks with her friends had been literally washed away. Her parents were in the Bahamas for the next week and a half and she looked forward to some quiet time before her second year of college started. As she walked up the driveway, she noticed a strange car in the neighbor's drive and assumed that Jack had brought a friend over to keep him company while she was away. 

Her neighbor, Jack, was 24, 6' 2" and about 180 pounds. He worked out every morning in his pool, doing laps for an hour. He invited Kathryn over to swim often and she had complete run of his house. Having been neighbors for the past few years, Jack had watched Kathryn grow up from a shy awkward teenager to beautiful young woman.

Kathryn slipped quietly through the back door. Downstairs she unpacked her wet clothes and hung them out to dry. Coming back upstairs she went to the kitchen for a snack. After eating, she went to her bathroom to shower and clean up. Stripping down and running the shower, she paused to check her reflection in the full-length mirror on the back of the door. At 5'6" and 120 pounds, her figure was perfect. 34" -- 22" -- 36", long blonde hair and deep tan had men staring wherever she went. 

Turning to the shower, Kathryn caught a glimpse through the clear top half of the frosted window into Jack's bathroom. He had left the door open and she could see directly into the master bedroom. Kathryn paused and looked again to make sure she saw what she thought she saw. As she watched her hand slid down to her shaven pubis, her last boyfriend had talked her into shaving herself smooth, and she liked the feeling of his coarse hair rubbing her bare snatch. Her palm ground into her clit and two fingers slid into her pussy, which was suddenly dripping wet.

Jack stood spread eagle at the foot of his bed, his wrists had black bands around them and thick black belt around his waist had a strap going between his butt cheeks. His back was a sea of red marks, as was his ass and legs. He appeared to be straining against the ropes, but at what Kathryn could not tell. Then she saw a nylon-clad leg appear and drive its foot into his groin and start rubbing. Jack started rocking his hips in time to the stroking foot and Kathryn fell into the same rhythm. Suddenly a lash appeared and struck his back; Jack jerked in his bonds but kept grinding on the foot in his crotch. Again and again the lash struck his reddened flesh. Finally, Jack arched his back and a stream of white cum shot out of him onto the feet and legs of the person on the bed. Jack convulsed and kept on shooting his load for the longest time. Kathryn climaxed at the same time and hung onto the window frame to remain upright and see the rest of the show.

Jack hung limp form the bands around his wrists, his chest heaving as he finished unloading onto the bed. Kathryn watched in amazement as a young woman in a black corset complete with stockings and garters sat up on his bed, picked up Jack's shirt and whipped the pearly white cum off her legs and feet. She stood up, walked to the end of the bed and undid the buckles on the wristbands Jack wore and he fell forward over the footboard. He was bent at the waist and his flaming red ass stuck up into the air. The women ripped something off the top of his head and through it onto the bed. Then she fussed with some other straps on his head and then moved further down his body. She unbuckled the belt around his waist and pulled the strap from between his ass cheeks. Then she pulled a large dildo out of his ass and through it on the bed. Slapping his cheeks Kathryn saw her order him to do something and Jack stood up and bent over to undo his ankles from the same type of bands on his wrists.

When he was free he dropped to all fours and kissed her feet and ankles. She snapped her fingers and said something else; Jack leaped to his feet and went to his pants by the bed, pulled out an envelope and gave it to the woman. Together they turned and left to bedroom.

Kathryn forgetting about her own nakedness, or the drying mess on her thighs, raced from the bathroom to the living room and peeked through the curtains. The woman, in a very conservative dress and topcoat, calmly walked to her car, got in and drove off. Kathryn rushed back to the bathroom and peered through the window to watch Jack return to the bedroom. His gait was stiff and he winced as he bent over the bed to pick up the items left there. Kathryn saw the belt he wore had a small steel ring in the front to fit over his cock; she also saw the blind fold and the gag he had worn. It was a small ball attached to two pieces of leather that buckled behind the head. She watched him put all these things away in the closet, but had to duck out of sight as he came into the bathroom with the dildo in hand to clean it. She looked over the windowsill and was surprised by the size of it. Jack finished cleaning up and left the bathroom for some other part of the house. Kathryn stood peering through the bathroom window for a long time before she remembered that she was naked and the shower was running. Turning away slowly back to her shower, Kathryn had a lot to think over.

That night, she spent a good deal of time on the Internet trying to learn about the scene that she had viewed that afternoon. Her private view into Jack's sexuality had started her thinking. She had always found him attractive, but not thought more about it, now she had reason to. Her trip through the Internets many websites devoted to this form of sex had left her in a high state of arousal. As she lay in bed that night a plan formed in her mind and she smiled at the thought of putting it into action the next morning.

Kathryn arose the next morning earlier than usual and went to shower. She cleaned herself with great care, knowing what she had planned for the rest of the day, or longer, if she was lucky. Going back to her bedroom, she took her smallest and most revealing bikini, put it on, then a long T-shirt, and headed for Jack's pool. 

As always, he was already in doing laps. He wore a small black Speedo, and a T-shirt. He did this at irregular intervals, and once told Kathryn that he did this to create more drag and make his workout harder. But this time Kathryn saw the fading red marks on his legs, and she knew the truth. Kathryn threw her towel on a chair, sat on the edge of the pool and dangled her legs into the water close to where Jack was about flip turn for another lap.

Seeing her feet in the water jack swam up to the edge of the pool and surfaced facing her. "Hi Kath. I thought you were camping for 2 weeks."

"Hey Jack, I was, but the rain nearly drowned us and washed away our campsite. After 4 days it was enough and we came home yesterday." She said smiling down on him. "How have you been?"

"So so. You?"

"Better now that I am home. You mind if I go for swim with you?"

"You know better than to ask, hop in." Jack said grabbing her leg and tugging playfully.

Kathryn slid out of his grasp and stood up at the edge. Leaning forward she dove gracefully into the pool and struck out doing her own laps. The T-shirt she wore went transparent the instant she hit the water revealing the trim body and tiny bikini beneath. Jack watched her for a moment then aware of the stirring in his loins, dove back under and started to swim harder than before. He caught and passed Kathryn several times before he was finished his morning workout. As he finished his last lap, Jack stood and looked around. Kathryn was still swimming, but she was headed his way. He wanted to get out before she saw the effect she was having on him, but it was too late. Resting his arms on the edge of the pool, he knelt down in the pool and pushed his hardened cock against the side to hide it from her.

Kathryn swam up and stopped beside him, adopting the same posture that he had. "How can you do this every day?" She panted her small breasts heaving beneath her, her nipples extended.

"You get used to it." Jack replied with a smile, trying very hard to look her in the eye and failing. "If you have self discipline, you force yourself to do it."

"Seems more like self torture to me." She responded and they both laughed.

"What can I say, I am a masochist."

"I know." Kathryn said sternly, and she decided to take the bull by the horns, or rather Jack by his. "Whose car was that in your driveway yesterday?" She asked innocently.

"Oh just a friend from work." Jack replied casually, going slightly red.

"She was very pretty."

"How do you know?" Jack asked reddening darker still.

"Oh I saw her leave through the front windows, before I had a shower. Is she your girlfriend?" Kathryn teased.

"No, just a friend."

"Then why are blushing."

"I am not."

"Yes you are. I can feel the water heating up from it." Kathryn said with a laugh. "I believe you though. Because if I thought she was your girlfriend, I would be very jealous and angry. Come on, let's get into the hot tub and warm up."

Kathryn hopped up out of the pool and the T-shirt clung transparent to her lush curves. She peeled it off to reveal the tiny white bikini she wore beneath, the same bikini she had altered the night before. She had removed all the linings from it so that it was now transparent when wet. Her puckered nipples showed clearly through the fabric, as did the puffy lips of her sex. She walked to the hot tub and Jack's eyes followed every step, his hard-on throbbing harder at the sight. 

As she settled into the hot water she looked across and saw that he had not moved. "I said, come and warm up." She repeated with authority. Jack was caught between two opposing forces. He wanted to get out of the cold pool and into the hot tub, but he couldn't without showing his erection. The small suit he wore did not help; most of his cock was visible past the waistband. Swimming over to the ladder, he climbed out slowly and adjusted the shirt he wore as best he could. Walking quickly he crossed the deck and slid into the tub in the opposite corner from her.

"How can we talk with you all the way over there?" Kathryn asked, standing up and walking over to sit beside him. The water action had forced more of her panties into her cleft, showing off more of her puss than before; Jack was rapidly losing the little control that he had left. Kathryn slid into the seat beside him and snuggled into his shoulder. Her arm lay on his thigh and her hand rested on his knee beneath the water. Jack sat tensely waiting but Kathryn merely relaxed and rested in the turbulent water. After a time, Jack started to relax and Kathryn decided as she felt him unwind, that now was the moment. 

Turning towards him Kathryn caused her nails to drag lightly up his thigh and scrape gently over his groin. Jack inhaled sharply but made no other move. He knew this was no accident, but he could not allow himself to believe what was happening. "Are you alright Jack?" Kathryn asked quietly, looking him in the eye and keeping her hand in his crotch. "You look like you are gonna burst a gasket." She said as she squeezed his nuts.

"Yea, I'm okay." He stammered.

"I thought you might be excited by my gripping your balls like this, or would you prefer something more painful?" She asked as she tightened her grip. Jack threw his head back and inhaled through his teeth. 'You see, I know about what you like a woman to do to you Jack. I saw that woman yesterday. You know the one from your office. The woman who tied you up and beat you till you came on her legs."

"How did you know about that?" Jack asked, suddenly frightened.

"I saw you in the mirror of you guest bathroom. The door was open and so was the door to your room." Kathryn said as she started stroking up and down on his throbbing member. "Did you enjoy what she did to you? Tell me." She commanded. "Tell me all about it."

"Yes, she is one of the Dominatrix's that I see on a regular basis. In my job I have to act so tough and once in a while I need to be dominated." Jack said, grinding his ass into the seat as she continued to jerk him off in the tub.

"I can do that to you too if you would like." Kathryn offered.

"We can't." Jack said. "What would your parents say if the found out?"

"Don't worry about them; I can handle Mom and Dad. I practically live at your place anyway. Who would notice a few more visits? Do you want me to do that to you?" Kathryn asked as she squeezed his crotch and her other hand pinched his nipple.

"Yessssss." Jack hissed through gritted teeth.

"Then let's go inside and play, slave."

"Yes Mistress." Jack responded his eyes downcast. Together they climbed out of the hot tub and dried off before heading into the house. The air conditioning was on and they were suddenly chilled by the blast of cold air. Kathryn felt her nipples contract again as they hit the cold air. "Where would you like to start Mistress? Jack asked quietly.

"Show me your equipment." Kathryn ordered, and grabbed his dick again to stress her point. Jack shuddered and pulled off his wet shirt and pushed down his Speedo. Standing rigid against his tight belly was a throbbing 8-inch penis. His body was completely hairless, and the marks on his belly stood out on his skin. Twirling her fingers Kathryn indicated she wanted him to turn around. Jack obeyed and she was startled to see the sea of hash marks on his back from the whipping of the previous day. 

"Very nice Slave. Now show me what else you have."

"Yes Mistress." Jack replied meekly.

Jack led her upstairs to his bedroom and opened the closet. Hanging in the closet was whips, restraints and harnesses of every kind. He had multi-tailed whips and riding crops, canes and paddles. Picking up a whip and a riding crop, Kathryn turned and asked, "Is this everything?"

"No, there is a room in the basement."

"Oh yes, the locked storage room. I have wondered what was so important about a storage room that you had to keep it locked. Bring the gag, blindfold, wrist cuffs, and the belt from yesterday and that vibrating butt plug." Kathryn demanded, turning and walking from the bedroom for the basement. Jack grabbed the items she required and hurried to follow.

Heading downstairs Jack grabbed his keys and unlocked the door to the storage room, flicked on the light and stepped back to let Kathryn enter first. The room was a mix of bright red and black. There was a large four poster bed with rings screwed into each post at different heights, and overhead pulley system hooked to the only exposed beam. The walls were mirrored and the closet filled with more punishment articles and costumes. The punishment cross stood in the corner and there was a private bathroom as well.

Kathryn pulled Jack inside and slammed the door. She pushed him face down on the bed over the footboard, his ass high in the air. She kicked his legs apart and spread his cheeks. His asshole opened before her eyes and she rammed the butt plug all the way in without mercy. Jack's head came off the bed and he hissed in pain, but made no other move.

"Stand up and put your belt on." Kathryn ordered and Jack meekly obeyed. Buckling the belt around his waist, Kathryn made him tighten it until it folded his flat stomach. Forcing his raging hard on and balls through the small ring was exceptional painful, but Jack endured until he succeeded. He stood before her painting in pain, his cock and balls red and sore but totally restrained. Kathryn then buckled the wrist cuffs on him and secured him to the overhead pulley. She buckled his ankles to another set of cuffs she found in the basement room already attached to a spreader bar. When she finished, she raised the pulley and had him hanging there. Then Kathryn applied the blindfold and gag. When he was completely restrained, Kathryn walked around him admiring her handiwork. 

"Are you comfortable?" She asked, and Jack shook his head. "Good, you see you are not supposed to be. You are to be punished for that disgusting display I witnessed yesterday, and for getting hard in the pool and for making me touch it in the hot tub. Now you just stay put while I look around." Kathryn peeled off her wet bikini and started to rummage around in the room's closets. She found clamps and clothespins, more whips and paddles and several corsets of varying sizes. 

She also found several costumes, schoolgirl, cheerleader, a form fitting business suit and several dance skins. There were crotch less panties and peek-a-boo bras, and leather maid and nurses outfits. She heard Jack whimper as his arms went numb, but she ignored him and pulled out the white silk blouse and plaid wool skirt school outfit and put them on. The blouse she tied at her midriff and left unbuttoned. The skirt stopped just below her pussy and the thigh high white stockings she found with the 4-inch spike heels completed her outfit. She looked at her reflection in the mirror and decided that Jack should appreciate her appearance as well.

She pulled off the blindfold and tossed it on the bed. Jack blinked several times and then focused on her. His eyes widened slightly and she asked him "Do you like this outfit?" He nodded quickly and she struck with the whip. "You are not supposed to have any say in anything. You are a slave. I see more discipline is needed." Kathryn turned back to the closet and pulled the clamps and clothespins out and started to attach them.

Jack squirmed as she locked the clamps on his nipples. She had picked the set with the weights already attached. The clothespins she clipped onto his thighs and scrotum. Then she picked up the whip and started to beat his ass, stopping occasionally to claw his back with her nails. Jack moaned and shook constantly. He was in heaven. He had thought about this girl since she had started to mature and went to college. Her body had been driving him wild for some time. Now without her knowing it she was fulfilling his deepest fantasy. The dominatrix's that he hired had all been the same appearance as Kathryn and now she was doing it for him. He watched her strut about in the heels and the costume and gave himself to her every impulse. 

Kathryn saw the look of satisfaction in Jack's eyes and knew that he was hers from now on. She could control him. She dropped the whip and picked up a stiff brush and applied to the head of his dick. Jack jerked in his bounds, but could make no sound. The pre cum flowing from him increased the more she abused him. As she used the brush, Kathryn pushed the switch on the butt plug and Jack thrust his hips forward and the vibrator started up his ass. Kathryn stepped back and let him writhe in agony and delight. Putting down the brush and turning off the vibrator Kathryn let Jack catch his breath for a moment the picked up a long feather.

Jack looked down at her with fear in his eyes and love in his heart as she started to tickle his underarms. He shook and twisted, as never before, she was merciless first tickling then whipping, flicking the vibrator on and off at irregular intervals. It was the ordeal of his life and he loved every second of. Kathryn could not believe the intense feelings torturing a helpless man had on her. She felt her pussy juices running down her legs, staining the stockings. She was excited beyond belief. Dropping the whip and the feather, Kathryn bent and sucked his cock into her mouth. Licking and sucking on him she also applied her nails and teeth, scratching and biting to keep him on the verge of coming. Standing up she saw that his dick was almost purple and looked painfully abused. She lowered the pulley and unclipped the wrist cuffs and let him fall to the floor. She clipped his hands behind his back and walked around in front of him. 




Kathryn



Running the toe of her high heel shoe up and down his throbbing member, Kathryn asked him, "Do you want to cum now little slave?"

Jack nodded his head vigorously.

"Well tough." She spat, "you will have to wait. Are you enjoying this?" Again Jack nodded. "You are not supposed to enjoy it." Kathryn turned away and went to the closet. Picking up a bamboo cane she swung it through the air. Jack heard the swish of the cane and shuddered. Kathryn returned to where he was kneeling and pushed his shoulder down till his face rested on the floor. His ankles were still spread by the bar and Kathryn unhooked his wrists and clipped them to spreader bar as well. His ass now high in the air, Kathryn proceeded to apply the cane, first lightly, but with increasing force until his entire ass was flaming red and he was squirming in pain.

Dropping the cane to the floor Kathryn used to toe of her shoe to lift his chin and force him upright. His dick now throbbing and purple was an incredible size. She decided she had had enough torture and wanted sex, but only for her. Unlocking his wrists and ankles, she locked a leash and collar around his neck and led him over to the bed. Sitting down, she spread her legs wide and forced Jack to sit between them on the floor.

"Now, I am going to remove your gag. You will not speak, and you will not touch me with your hands. Nod if you understand." Jack nodded vigorously again; Kathryn unbuckled the ball gag from behind his head and tossed it to the floor. Grabbing the back of his head, she thrust it deep between her thighs and his tongue shot deep into her. Kathryn shuddered and came right away; falling back onto the bed she put her heels on the edge and raised her pelvis to meet his probing tongue. Jack licked her from asshole to clit and back in broad flat strokes, then thrust his tongue as deep as he could, scooping out her juices and swallowing. Kathryn rocked from side to side as Jack brought her off repeatedly. She closed her legs behind his head, trapping him in her pussy, and Jack worked all the harder.

When she had enough, she opened her legs, put one foot on his shoulder and kicked him away. Jack winced as he landed on his flaming red ass. "On the bed." She commanded. "On your back." Jack hurried to comply but still could move fast enough to beat the whip that struck him as he passed. Pain filled him as his sore back and butt lay on the bed, but this was soon forgotten as Kathryn straddled his hips and lowered herself onto his pulsating penis. 

The lack of blood flow did not take the feeling of warm wet pussy sliding down over him and Jack sighed as he felt her encompass him. Kathryn also sighed in relief as she felt him stretch her insides. He was the biggest she had ever had, but the torture and oral sex had made her wet enough for anything. She took his leash in one hand that chain connecting the nipple clamps in the other and started to ride him like a horse. Bouncing and grinding she brought herself to orgasm after orgasm, and left Jack wanting. Finally Kathryn felt the biggest explosion building and she dropped the leash and picked up the remote for the butt plug. As she came Kathryn flicked the switch to high and felt the vibration through Jack's cock. 

Jack unprepared for this grunted, thrust his hips upward, burying himself deeper into Kathryn and shot his load. His dick pulsed in her and shot wad after wad into her channel. This kept Kathryn coming for the longest time. Finally Jack stopped coming and Kathryn collapsed in exhaustion on his chest. 

Panting they stayed that way for a long time. The only movement was Kathryn turning off the vibrator and rolling off Jack and onto her back. His dick now shrinking, Kathryn slapped Jack's hip and had him roll over. She unbuckled the belt and removed the plug. Pulling the strap forward she freed his cock and balls, but scraped them in the process, causing them to enlarge once more.

Looking down at his growing excitement, Kathryn could only marvel at his stamina. "You want more?" She questioned, as she snuggled into his arm and grasped his growing member and balls, squeezing sharply.

"Yes, and I want a lot more. I want to keep you with me so that we can do this all the time. I need to be controlled and abused by you. That is why I have used all those others; I did not think that I could have you." Jack responded, grinding his still sore ass into the bed.

Kathryn stopped and sat up. "Do you really want me to stay? You mean it. A permanent arrangement, not just until my parents are back?"

"Yes, I love you and need you. Marry me and we can live like this forever."

"Yes, I will marry you, but first I think you need more training. Who do think you are saying such things to your Mistress without her permission? Turn over." Kathryn commanded picking up the whip and smiling. Jack obeyed her with an even bigger grin on his face; this was going to be an interesting courtship.



Kathryn



I have to tell you about what happened to me this weekend; I can hardly believe it myself. There was some work related party that Sally, my girlfriend, and I were supposed to go to tonight. It was Sally's work, I knew lots of the people there, but usually I end up smoking outside and shooting the shit with the other boyfriends and husbands over the pool table.

We got up early and went to a cafe in the local park for a late breakfast. It was a nice Spring Saturday morning, crisp, but not cold. There were lots of families playing in the park, parents drinking coffee and little kids licking ice-creams. It was good to just sit back with an espresso and chill. 

Sally and I were talking about things, what we needed to buy at the supermarket, what color we would paint the bathroom - you know, domestic shit. I was absently watching the people lining up to order coffee when I saw a pair of girls, early 20s maybe. One was dressed conservatively, jeans and a dark blouse with shoulder length dark hair. The other was wearing a short pleated skirt, a tight T-shirt and had 5-pointed stars tattooed up her arm. She had a slightly punk, Avril Lavigne look about her. But what caught my eye was that they were holding hands. Not like friends, but tight and clingy, like lovers.

"Oh my God!" I thought "Are they lesbians?"

Now we used to live in LA and seeing tattooed punks, or seeing gays and lesbians making out in public was common place. But we now lived in Stanwood, Washington. Not a town known for its GLBT tolerance or acceptance. I tried to keep listening to what Sally was saying but I couldn't help watching these two girls proudly hold each other lovingly. Sally was across the table from me and the order counter was behind her, so if I looked away from the girls, it looked like I wasn't looking at Sally. I ended out watching them over her shoulder.

The girls talked quietly and laughed. I thought the dark haired girl looked nervous. I started to imagine what their dynamics were. Dark haired girl was probably experimenting for the first time and had made contact with Avril-wannabe to try out the feel. Avril probably was a rebel and may have even chosen lesbianism as a way to express her individuality and piss off her parents. I imagined that in five years Dark-hair would be a fully fledged open lesbian, while Avril will have found some dude with a cock big enough to satisfy her and admit that the really isn't gay. Or she will flip back and forth, hating herself for her heterosexual tendencies and breaking hearts of boys and girls from here to Canada.

They picked up their coffees and walked off behind me. Thank God, Sally would not have been pleased catching me perve at two young girls.

"But if we knock the wall out and make the bathroom larger," I continued, now concentrating completely "We will have to have the toilet in the same room with the shower."

"Ah-ha." Sally said "That sounds fabulous honey."

"Good, and then we can paint it all jet black."

"Yeah, absolutely."

"What?"

"What - Oh, no. Black would be no good. I thought we decided on sky blue in the bathroom?"

"Yeah, we did."

"I'm sorry, honey" Sally said "I was distracted by the two lesbians over there."

I turned around and saw Dark and Avril sitting off in the corner behind us. So Sally was watching them over my shoulder.

"They are so cute." she said. "Oh I wish I was a lesbian."

I just smiled, I could easily imagine that.

"Ah" Sally exclaimed "They are going to kiss."

I turned as subtly as I could to watch them. Dark-hair was holding onto Avril's arm and hugging it. Avril was pinching Dark-hair's knee. Dark stroked Avril's shoulder with her cheek. She said something and Avril laughed. They turned to each other and looked right in each other's eyes.

"Ohh, here it comes." Sally whispered.

They leant in towards each other more and more, until their lips met in a brief, very sweet kiss, obviously full of genuine love.

"Oh God that's sexy." Sally said "I'm all horny now."

******

We pulled up to Georgina's house at a little past 7pm - and the party was already pumping. They had really gone all out to decorate - there were lights in the garden up to the front door. We could see flashing lights from the back yard - like a night club. Inside the kitchen was lit only with dark-lights and Christmas lights under the cupboards and counter top. It was all a bit surreal. We had visited this house several times and it looked completely different.

Sally was holding the wine and I was holding the dish we had brought - some baked salad thing. It was warm and delicious.

Georgina bounced over to us when we came in the door.

"I'm so glad you could come." she shouted.

We never thought of not coming.

"She hugged Sally and then hugged me. She nearly pulled me over and I struggled to balance the salad in my hand. As we pulled apart she kissed my cheek and squeezed my hand. I looked her right in the eyes. Were her pupils dilated? Oh my God! She was stoned!

"Come over this way and meet the people."

I doubt that there was anyone I didn't know. It was so weird to see Georgina so bubbly - she is usually so serious at Sally's work.

A few hours later I was picking through the nibbles left on the table and drinking a beer. Sally was in the garage smoking. It was too cold to stay out in the back yard - there was talk that it might snow. While I was slowly drinking and eating, a young woman came over and sat beside me.

"What's good?" she asked.

"The stuffed olives are wonderful." I replied, pointing to a platter in the middle of the counter.

I couldn't see her face well in the dark-lights but she smiled a lot and it was a big beautiful smile.

As she leant over to reach the olives her T-shirt rode up and exposed a tattoo on the side of her belly, just above her hip.

"Nice tattoo." I said.

"Which one, honey?" she asked.

I pointed to her hip.

"Oh yeah that one. Not my best. I was depressed and my tattooist was drunk - but that's what it's about I suppose. An experience forever."

"Yeah - I was in a bad mood when I got my first tattoo."

"Yeah? Where is it?"

I rolled up my sleeve to show her the ram's head on my biceps.

"Nice! Here's my favourite." and she pushed her pants and panties down over her ass to show a bleeding and broken heart over the round of her tight and toned ass cheek. Victoria's secret panties I noted.

I gulped and shifted to hide my growing erection.

"Good work, that one." I cleared my throat "Nice lines."

"Yeah, my name is Kathryn by the way. But call me Kat"

She extended a hand; I shook her hand and introduced myself.

"Nice talking. Hopefully I will see you around."

A while later I wandered out to the garage. Sally had a glass of red wine in one hand, a cigarette in the other and was laughing heartily. I sat down next to her and tried to get into the conversation but it was all work gossip. The guy sitting on the other side of Sally got up to go get another beer. As he left he passed Kat at the door. Kat smiled at him and smacked his butt as he went out of the room. Kat came over sat in the only seat available - next to Sally.

"Oh, honey. This is Kat, the new girl at work. She is a real firecracker."

"Yeah, we met before." I said.

"We were showing each other our tattoos." Kat said.

Sally just laughed.

"Can I have a drag of your cig, love?" Kat asked Sally. She offered her cigarette, but rather than picking it up Kat leaned forward and took a drag from it while Sally held it. She then took Sally's wine glass from her hand and drank from it. There was something strangely erotic about it, like an ancient ceremony or rite.

The conversation continued but I could only see Kat and the way she engaged everybody at the table. She was a powerful person, full of raw energy.

As she talked, she absently stroked Sally's arm. It looked harmless and yet incredibly provocative. Sally let her cigarette burn down to the butt in her hand to avoid moving her arm, but other than that you would have no idea that she was aware of Kat touching her.

Soon after Kat stood up briefly. I think she was shouting something offensive at someone across the garage, it doesn't matter, I wasn't paying attention. 

But when she sat down she didn't put her hand against Sally's arm, she put her arm around Sally's and rested her hand on Sally's thigh.

I couldn't believe it. This girl was touching my girl, not only in front of me, but in front of all their work colleagues. Sally took the burnt out butt of her cigarette from her fingers with her other hand then softly dropped her now free hand in Kat's lap and squeezed her thigh. We weren't at a table, just chairs in a circle. I don't think there was a single person in the room who wasn't aware of what was happening.

Sally turned to me.

"Babe," she asked "Could you light me another cigarette."

I took the pack from her lap, pulled out two, put them in my mouth and lit them with my Zippo. I handed one back to her. It felt like my hands were shaking. 

She took it with her lips and winked at me.

She puffed a few times, and then Kat took the cigarette from Sally's mouth and took a few puffs herself. They leant in close to each other and Kat held the cig up to Sally's mouth for her to smoke. They shared the cigarette like that for a while, until it was finished. It was only then that I realised that all conversation had stopped; everyone was just staring at this slow erotic show. Their hands were stroking each other's thighs, softly squeezing them.

When the cigarette was finished Sally drained her glass of wine. She went to fill it again but the bottle by her feet was empty. She went to stand up but I stopped her.

"Don't worry baby, I get you some more." and I stood up.

I went into the kitchen. It was empty now; people were starting to go home. I got a half full bottle of merlot from the counter and turned to go back but Sally was coming towards me from across the room. She walked up to me and softly hugged me. She rested her head against my chest for a few moments.

"I want to go home now, honey." she said quietly.

"Okay, honey." I was a little disappointed, but I don't know what I expected. That my heterosexual girlfriend, who hadn't even had a little college experimentation with lesbianism would suddenly want a screw a work colleague after fondling her in front of all her friends. And that if she did want that, she would want to include me? Stop dreaming fool!

"Okay, baby." I said "I'll get our platter and I'll take you home."

I left Sally sitting on a barstool by the kitchen and went to the sink to get the platter. I went past the garage to say our good-byes before I went back for Sally. Georgina was not there, apparently fucking some guy up stairs in her bed. I asked people to say goodbye to her from us. I tried to catch Kat's eye but she was chatting with someone else and didn't seem to give a fuck that Sally or I were leaving.

I went back to the kitchen and Sally was still sitting on the stool.

"Was she drunk or just tired?" I wondered.

"Okay baby." I said to her "Time to go home."

She put her arms around my neck, and kissed my neck.

"I love you baby." she said. "Thank you for taking care of me."

"Anytime baby." I whispered back to her. I really did love her.

As we stood up I heard a voice behind us.

"Are you okay to drive?"

I turned around, it was Kat.

"Yeah - I've hardly had anything to drink." I replied.

"Well I'm leaving now anyway. I should follow you to make sure you get home okay. Alright?"

I pondered for a moment. It seemed like a reasonable offer, but admittedly one I have never had from someone before.

"Yeah, that would be nice thanks."

We drove home slowly. Sally drifted to sleep in the passenger seat while I drove our SUV. Kat followed in her yellow convertible. Was it a corvette? We pulled up outside our house and I carried Sally to the door. She mumbled things I couldn't understand.

Kat shouted form her car "You okay now?"

Oh, so she really just wanted to check we got home.

"Yeah we are good. Thank you very much for making sure we got home okay."

"No problem. Looks like it's going to snow tonight."

"Yeah." I unlocked the door.

"Hey, Kat!" I shouted "You want a coffee or something?"

She smiled and seemed to consider things for a moment.

"Yeah, that would be nice." she said and got out of her car.

I carried Sally to bed and closed the door. Kat had already got the kettle warming up and got out some mugs - just two.

We talked quietly for a while, I can't remember what about. Every now and then we could hear Sally shuffling in the bed room. We drank our coffee in the kitchen, she sat on the counter, I leaned against the cupboards opposite her. We didn't talk about anything sexual as far as I remember. I had convinced myself that she was not interested, just being a nice person.

When we finished our coffees we went to the bedroom door to check on Sally. We opened the door softly. I had turned the light out, but as we opened the door a soft light crept out through the crack. As the door opened further it revealed Sally sitting up, very bright and awake on the bed. She was wearing a lace teddy and stockings. There was a soft shawl over the bedside lamp creating the soft mood lighting. Our sex toy box was out on the bedside cabinet. There were condoms and lube lying on the bed and Sally's favourite vibrator was beside her on the bed.

"Oh shit." Kat said "I'm sorry. You two need to be alone." and she turned to leave.

"No, Kat. Please wait." Sally got up from the bed and walked to her.

Sally took Kat's shoulder and turned her around so they faced each other.

"I want you to share this with us, Kat. I have always felt a need to be close to women, and I felt a connection with you. Not just tonight, since I met you. Please, Kat."

Sally lent in and kissed her. Kat did not pull away, but did not return the kiss.

"What will people say at work?" Kat asked.

"I don't care about what they think, and what we actually do isn't going to change their minds after the way we were fondling each other at the party."

Kat giggled "Fuck! I'm so embarrassed!"

"No baby. No, Kat, honey." she held her close. "Don't be embarrassed. I want you."

She kissed her again. Fuller and deeper.

"I swore that I wouldn't let this happen." Kat said. I could see tears on her cheeks.

Sally quickly licked the tears off Kat's cheek. There was a hunger in her eyes that scared me.

"No, baby, don't cry. What's the matter?"

Kat didn't answer; she just grabbed Sally's face and kissed it wildly. She kissed her mouth, her cheeks, her lips, her neck. Then Kat turned to me. She looked me right in the eyes and stroked my arm then after less than a moment's hesitation she leant in and kissed me too. Kat was tall, almost my height, and it felt strange kissing someone so much taller than Sally. She reached behind and grabbed my ass.

I held Kat around the small of her back with one arm, and took Sally and pulled her close to us with my other hand.

Everything degenerated into a mess of hands and tongues as we kissed each other and everybody. Kat ground her crotch against my thigh as Sally humped my ass. I could feel Sally feeling Kat's tits though her shirt. I slid a hand down the top of Kat's pants and her Victoria's Secret panties. I squeezed and kneaded her ass - God it felt good.

Sally's hands came to the front of my shirt and started undoing my buttons. When Kat realised what Sally was doing, she pulled at my belt and undid my fly. I kicked off my shoes and soon my shirt and pants were on the floor. My stiff cock made a tent of the front of my undershorts. I quickly took off my socks.

Sally came around my front and took Kat's hand, and invited her kneel.

"Kat, I want to introduce you to a close friend of mine, 'Johnson'."

"Hello Johnson." Kat said.

"Do you want to shake his hand?"

Kat giggled. She brought her hand up to where my throbbing member was making a bulge in the front of my underpants. She tucked both of her first fingers into the waist band of my trunks and slowly lifted it over my pole. There was a thick strand of pre-cum that stretched from my tip to my pants. Kat took the strand in her fingers and ran the fluid over her finger tips. She pushed my under pants down my legs. I was now totally naked, Sally was still in her lingerie, and Kat was fully dressed. Kat looked closely at my throbbing cock, a drip of thick pre-cum was building and about to fall from the tip. Kat put a finger over the opening in my foreskin and rubbed the fluid back and forth gently. Soon she had smeared the lubricating goo all over the outside of my hood. She then gently pushed back my foreskin to expose my glistening head. It expanded even further once freed. Kat continued to rub pre-cum all over my head.

The sensation was incredible and Sally was watching, virtually drooling with excitement. Kat then took her slippery fingers and licked them.

"Yumm, tasty." she said.

She put her finger back on my head and scooped up more of my clear goo and offered it to Sally. Sally took Kat's hand and hungrily sucked her fingers. She licked then and sucked on them longer than she needed to just get my taste off them. She was fellating Kat's fingers; she wanted to make sure they were nice and stiff before Kat put them inside her. I could see it in her eyes.

Sally finished sucking on Kat's fingers and made her stand up. Sally gave me a look and I came over and helped her slowly undress Kat. We started with her T-shirt. We lifted it over her head and Kat lifted her arms above her head and let us. She wasn't wearing a bra and her C-cup tits hung beautifully. 

She had both nipples pierced with rings and I could see the tattoo on her hip better now. It was a Celtic knot.

I was overcome and I knelt beside her, putting one hand on her belly, one on her back and kissed her tattoo. I drank it in and licked it and bit it. As I did this I pushed my hands inside the waist bands of her pants and panties and pushed them down. Sally helped and took them off Kat's feet while I continued to love on Kat's tattoo. My hands were roaming over Kat's belly and her bum.

"Good lord she had a fabulous ass!" I thought.

I kneaded her ass, first one cheek then the other. My other hand stroked down from her belly to her pubes. I felt that she had shaved them into a little strip in the middle. They were soft and downy, amazing to touch. I ran my fingers under her pubes to her lips, which were soft and engorged. I moved my other hand between her legs and my fingers touched in the middle. I softly stroked her pussy lips and gently touched her ass. She purred and leant forward to open her ass cheeks slightly.

I licked my finger and put it back right over her pucker. It was smooth and soft and quite beautiful. I rubbed her asshole and felt it relax. I took my hand back again and spat on my fingers then rubbed it over her ass, lubing it up. I placed my finger back over her ass and gently slipped it inside.

Up above Sally was kissing Kat passionately and kneading her tits vigorously. Kat had her hands on Sally's bum and was squeezing the life out of her cheeks. Kat gave a little gasp.

"What is it?" Sally asked her.

"Your boyfriend has his finger in my ass." Kat whispered back.

"Really? I've got to see this."

Sally came over to my side and Kat kneeled down on the floor. I had my finger up to the second knuckle in her ass and I was wiggling it around inside her.

"Oh my God that is so cool!" Sally exclaimed.

Sally started kneading Kat's bum, the broken heart tattoo moving under her fingers. I could now take a moment to admire Kat's body. She was lean and fit. She had a dragon tattooed on her calf and playing card tattooed on her upper back, just below the nape of her neck.




Kathryn



Sally stepped away for a moment and came back with the vibrator. She poured lube all over it and brought it up to the opening of Kat's pussy. Sally turned it on and pressed it against Kat's clit.

"Ohh" Kat purred. "Oh yeah."

"Do you like that?" Sally asked her.

"Yeah, umm, ohh, I like that. Go on, stick it in me!"

"Not yet."

"Please. Please Sally. Stick your dildo in me."

Sally pulled my finger out of Kat's ass and drove her face into Kat's pussy. Kat gasped, but yielded to Sally's ministrations on her soft petals. I just sat back and watched as my girlfriend munched on this beautiful girl's pussy. Soon Sally sat up; her face was dripping with saliva and pussy juice. She picked up the vibrator and inserted it slowly into Kat's pussy. I was amazed to watch it disappear inside her. It was a beautiful thing to see.

Kat turned to look at me.

"Come over here!" she said, demanding.

I shuffled over to her front end and she grabbed my face and kissed me deeply and wildly. I kissed her back but before long she pushed me away and made me lie down. My prick stuck out like a log, hard as rock.

"God you have great abs." Kat said and ran her fingernails down my hard belly.

She reached my aching cock with her hand, grasped and squeezed it. She gave me a smile then lowered her head to lick its tip. A shock of electricity ran through my body and then my mind was blown when she sucked my tip inside her mouth. She sucked my cock in ways that I have never experienced. It was tight and firm, yet soft and delicate. I was moaning in delight.

Moments later Kat pulled off my pole and turned to Sally.

"Pull out of me for a moment, honey." she said to her.

Kat then shuffled up my body until her pussy was directly over my rod. She waited for a moment. All I could hear was our breathing and I could fell heat radiating from her pussy on my cock. She then slowly lowered herself onto my cock. I could hear Sally gasp in amazement and delight as she watched her boyfriend's cock touch another woman's soft pussy lips, rub them, then disappear inside. It was so soft and warm, and delightfully tight.

"Oh God." I groaned.

Once she was fully impaled, Kat addressed Sally.

"Now shove the dildo in my ass." Kat said.

"Really?" Sally asked. She was never much into anal play.

"Yes, love. I want a firm rod in each of my holes."

Sally brought the vibrator up to Kat's ass, touched it against the rosebud, twisted it and gently pushed.

"Oh, wow!" Sally said "It's going inside you. It looks too tight."

"You're doing well, baby. It feels great, just keep going."

"I can't believe I'm doing this. It looks amazing. I can see your pussy full of Johnson and your ass full of dildo."

"Now turn it on." Kat demanded.

As she did the vibrations ran right through into my cock, it was amazing. Kat started to grind against me, my cock didn't move in and out of her, but rather the pressure from the dildo increased and decreased. Sally started to move the vibe around in Kat's ass.

"Yeah, that's it baby." Kat said "Fuck my ass with that bugger."

I couldn't believe the sensations I was experiencing. I clamped my hands onto Kat's thighs and tried to avoid getting close to cumming. The vibrations of the dildo, the tightness of this hot young girl, the closeness of my girlfriend watching - all of this was getting me so hot.

Soon I could feel Kat quivering and trembling. Her breath came in short shudders that built until she cried out a loud groan.

"Ohh, fuck, God, I'm cumming." she uttered in short raspy breaths.

Her whole body tensed and she rose up off my cock an inch or two, she squeezed my cock even tighter. Wave after wave of orgasmic energy coursed through her body. I could see her tits blush as she held her orgasmic ecstasy for what seemed an impossibly long time.

Finally she collapsed. Kat fell right on top of me, then rolled off to one side. Sally pulled the dildo out of Kat's ass and immediately fell on top of her kissing Kat's face and lips.

"That was beautiful, darling. I loved watching you cum. Oh, God it was so amazing."

"You were pretty fantastic with that dildo, yourself." Kat said and kissed Sally back "But I think we need to relieve someone." and she winked.

Kat and Sally turned to look at me and my throbbing cock. It was coated in Kat's sweet juices and seemed to have swollen to a size and length I had never seen it do before.

Sally came and lay on one side of me and Kat rolled onto her belly and shuffled close.

"What shall we do?" Kat asked.

"I like to jerk him." Sally replied.

"I like to suck; I want to swallow his cum."

"I want to see his cum fly. Johnson cums so hard and big. It is beautiful to watch."

"Okay."

Kat leaned in closer and closer. I could feel her hot breath on my cock. The anticipation was agony, but such sweet suffering. Kat took hold of the base of my cock and held it still as she came closer. She extended her tongue and then stopped with it only millimetres from my engorged knob.

Sally also came in close and slowly slid her tongue out too. She moved until she was licking Kat's tongue. Good lord that was a beautiful sight. Then with both tongues touching each other, they finally touched my cock together.

Sally ran her tongue along the rim of my hood and Kat took my knob into her sweet mouth. Such delight, it was incredible.

The two of them sucked on my schlong for a while, doing it slowly and softly to stretch out my resolve. They would break off and kiss each other every now and then, tasting my juices in each other's mouth.

Sally took a moment to take off her black satin teddy and stockings. Kat had to stop sucking my cock for a second and stare at Sally's great tits.

Finally Sally made me sit up on my knees and sat in front of me. She took a firm grip on my cock and pumped it furiously.

Soon I was groaning "Argh, I'm gonna cum, baby. Ah fuck, here it comes."

She slowed her pumping right down, but kept her pressure up. Fuck it felt good.

I could feel a load of cum building in me, until it exploded enormously. My first shot fired across Sally's chest and left a streak of cum across her tits.

"Ohhh" Kat cooed "That WAS big."

My second shot landed on Sally's neck, making a pool below her throat. Four of five more shots sprang forth.

"Fuck, it just keeps going." said Kat "I know now what you didn't want that show just in my mouth. But I still want to taste it"

Kat put her hands on Sally's shoulders and pushed her back, straddling her hips. They sat there for a moment staring at each other, and then Kat slowly lowered her face and licked my goo from off Sally's left breast. Then her right. Then the pool at her throat. I could see Sally shuddering at the gentle touches. Kat then licked my Sally's face, over her cheek to her mouth, and then kissed her deeply on the mouth.

Half a second later Sally flinched and tried to get up.

"No, no, no." Kat said firmly "Swallow it, baby."

Oh my God!! Kat had put my cum in my girlfriend's mouth. Kat had rightly guessed that the reason Sally likes to jerk me is that she doesn't like to eat cum.

"Do it baby." Kat said and kissed her on the lips again "Do it for me, its sexy!"

Sally put her arms around Kat, swallowed and kissed her.

"For you baby."

While Sally was on her back I snuck down between her legs and started licking at her snatch. Kat straddled Sally's chest and rubbed Sally's nipples against her pussy lips. It was wonderful to see from behind, Kat's ass flexing and clenching. Soon Kat shuffled up until her pussy was over Sally's face. 

Sally didn't wait to be invited and dove her mouth and tongue into Kat's waiting pussy hungrily.

I could hear slurping noises as Sally sucked on Kat's sensitive lips and Kat moaned deeply when Sally started sucking on her clit. Kat turned around to look at me, still moaning sensually, my cock was rapidly filling and hardening again. Kat gave me a knowing wink and bent forward onto her hands and knees, her legs spread wide around my girlfriend's face.

I came up and kissed the soft curve of Kat's bum. Then gently let my tongue brush across the top of Kat's ass crack.

"Oh, yeah, that's it." Kat said "Keep doing that."

I didn't know if she was talking to me or to Sally, but I wasn't going to wait to find out. I started licking up and down Kat's ass crack, lightly brushing her beautiful pucker. She was moaning hard and breathing rapidly. I swirled my tongue around her ass-hole and felt it slowly relax. I forced my tongue inside and sucked on her hole.

Kat collapsed onto her shoulders, her cheek against the carpet panting hard.

"Do it!" she said loudly. "I want it, give it to me, come on!"

I brought my cock head to rest against her ass hole and I heard Kat moan in satisfaction. I think she was almost purring! I could see the playing card tattoo Kat had on her back now - the image on it was of a woman sitting on a stone chair, wearing a blindfold. The woman held two large swords, one in each hand and crossed them in front of her chest. It was a beautiful, yet deeply disturbing image.

I spat in my hand and slathered the tip of my cock up and then started pushing against Kat's ass. I hadn't had anal sex for many years. I had asked Sally about it, she said that she really didn't want to. She had tried it with another guy, and really did not enjoy it.

Now Sally and I are a really good loving couple, and I respect her boundaries, but there is nothing as appealing as the thing you are not allowed to do.

Slowly Kat's ass opened to me and eventually I slipped it. She gave a loud gasp.

Sally looked up for a moment.

"No, Sally, baby. Don't stop. Keep going, my love."

Sally went back to sucking and probing Kat's sweet pussy, but she brought her hands up onto my bum and squeezed it.

I started to slowly pump in and out of Kat's ass to obvious sounds of pleasure from her. Sally's hands roamed around my bum and tickled my balls as I thrust harder and harder.

Kat's body started to quiver and writhe again. She rubbed her face on the carpet frantically, she beat the floor with her fist. Then she started to scream in delight.

"Arrgh, that's it you two. Keep fucking me, both of you. Oh, fuck yeah. I'm fucking cumming. Oh my fucking God! Yeah, yeah! Oh, fucking fuck meeeeeee!!!"

Her ass tightened down on me incredibly and I heard Sally have to swallow Kat's cum juices.

Kat sat still for a few seconds, then pulled off me and stood up. She rolled Sally onto her front and made her sit up on all fours.

"What are you doing, Kat?"

"Sally, my love. I am going to teach you to love a nice cock up your ass. You told me you were curious at the party, and I can show you how. Your man here is a pro at being careful to give you max pleasure with minimal discomfort. I promise you."

Sally didn't say anything but didn't move away. Kat moved down to Sally's bum and parted her cheeks. She started licking up and down Sally's crack, the way I had done for Kat.

Soon Kat was sucking frantically on Sally's ass, and she was obviously enjoying the lesbian anal play. Then Kat spat right on Sally's asshole and brought her index finger up and rubbed the saliva around, softly, sensually - then pushed in.

There was a gasp from Sally, but Kat continued moving her finger in and out, and curling it inside. Kat then swapped her finger for her thumb. Sally was groaning and moaning.

"Okay" Kat eventually said "She is ready." and she grabbed me by my rock hard cock.

She spat in her palm and then smeared her spit all over my cock - it was an electrifying feeling. She moved my cock up until it was touching Sally's ass and just rubbed it against Sally's tight opening. Kat had to spit on us a bit more until she was satisfied we were adequately lubed.

Kat got up and knelt behind me. Her tits pressed into my back, she took Sally's hips and pulled her back slowly onto my cock. Very slowly.

Sally panted and growled, but didn't pull away. I could feel my girlfriend's ass opening before my cock.

"Oh, fuck! Oh, fucking God! You are so big. Oh fucking Christ, I can't do it, I can't do it, I can't do it!"

But then she did - I slipped inside and we all let out deep breaths.

"Wooo!" Kat called out "Fuck, yeah - you're doing it baby. It looks so fucking good."

Kat then shuffled under Sally so her head was under her crotch. She put her hands around Sally's waist and then took Sally's pussy lips into her mouth.

I could feel Kat's head under my balls. I started to very slowly pump in and out of Sally's ass - it was so beautiful. I had dreamed of having my cock in this ass for so long, and it was every bit as fabulous as I imagined it would be.

Kat tongue fucked Sally's pussy and sucked on her clit to Sally's obvious enjoyment. Before long I going to blow.

"I'm getting close" I said.

"Oh, pull out." Kat said "I want to see you cum again!"

I thrust into Sally a few more times until I could feel my cum boiling in my balls. I pulled out just in time spraying my first shot all over Sally's ass, it dripped all over her pussy lips. My second shot flew across Sally's back as far as her shoulders. Several more spurts made a puddle at the small of Sally's back.

I collapsed exhausted onto the floor. Kat immediately grabbed Sally and started kissing her passionately.

"I am so proud of you." I heard Kat say between the frantic kissing. They rolled on the floor - leaving great smears of my cum on the carpet. They clutched at each other's backs and had their thighs between each other's legs. Soon I could see their hips thrusting as they ground against each other.

I got up and went to the shower. I smelt of cum, and sweat and ass - and my body ached from my exertions.

When I came back out Sally and Kat had moved to the bed and were still in a passionate embrace. They had moved their hands down and were now frantically fingering each other.

I put on a dressing gown and went out to the balcony for a smoke. When I came back in they were asleep holding each other like young lovers who couldn't bear to not be touching each other. I felt a slight tinge of jealousy.

I went to the sofa and curled up under a blanket and went to sleep.



Kathryn



Here we go again. 

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"Kathryn?"

I heard her sigh.

"Yes Mike, it's me. Kevin is fading, he may not last the day. Will you come?"

"I'll call back just as soon as I can confirm my flight. Hold on."

Kathryn was his old personal assistant, but was more than that. She was more like the mother he never got to have. While most walked around him fearfully, she chided him for scaring the employees.

When he was having a bad day, she shored him up, maintaining his balance. He loved her probably more than anyone in the world next to Martin Coombs, his oldest friend.

Though he never asked for guidance or an opinion, she provided both when she felt it was needed. Most times she was right, although he almost never admitted it to her.

Shrewd, intelligent, she was much more than a personal assistant. Many times a deal was turned on a suggestion by her, with an insight many underestimated.

Childless, he became more of a son than either would admit. He was devastated when she had to quit and move to the arid Southwest due to the failing health of her husband. 

She was in a quandary, hers was the income they depended on, and their health insurance was through her company. Mike, a multimillionaire, stepped in, paying her full salary out of pocket, and keeping her insurance premiums paid. She tried to thank him once by he silenced her.

"I owe you more than I could ever repay with money. Please, let me do this and never speak of it."

Kathryn was a lean, striking woman in her middle fifties, wearing her gray hair proudly. It framed her face, giving her an air of wisdom and timeless beauty. Despite her age, men, many younger, sought her attention.

Mike was huge, six and a half feet tall, platinum blond hair and piercing grey eyes. He looked like the tv actor he used to be. He was the only man besides her husband she ever had a lustful thought about.

They teased each other sometimes with innuendos, and he sometimes joked she was his fantasy Mrs. Robinson. She called him her blond boy toy in the privacy of their office.

He made a point of calling her once a week. Sometimes the talks would last for hours. He had his heart broken by his fiancee, after almost eighteen months of living together she had gotten cold feet over making the final commitment, and they had parted.

It hurt her, the thought that he had someone after spending his life alone gave her comfort when she moved away. Though you couldn't tell it by looking at her, she was a transsexual. Still, she had great physical beauty, a petite person, half Indian by way of London. She had an exotic beauty, and up until they broke up seemed to love him madly.

Kathryn found it amusing that she landed what amounted to the Great White of San Francisco bachelors after so many regular women had failed.

He went through several temps before he settled on his new assistant, a tall striking blond in her mid forties. Kathryn met her once, and they lunched together. Edie Montrose had been with him six months by then.

"You're sleeping with him. Don't try to deny it, I've known him too long, and it's written all over your face. Please don't fall in love with him. He seems fond of you, but there is no future there."

She told her a little about his background. Left on a church landing when he was less than a year old, growing up in orphanages and foster homes, he even spent months in juvenile hall.

"He doesn't really have a moral conscience because of his upbringing. Some of the things you consider unspeakably cruel he would do without hesitation or remorse. If you're loyal to him you have nothing to fear. Hurt him or someone he holds close and it would be very unpleasant for you. I don't think forgiveness is in his dictionary."

Mike arrived just in time. He held her as her husband passed. While not close to her husband, he had liked him. They had been married for thirty one years.

She was shattered but stoic. A two pack a day smoker since he was fourteen, he had never been able to kick the habit. He ended up with lung cancer, and the damp sea air of San Francisco aggravated his condition. They had lived there all their lives, and the decision to leave was hard.

The arrangements for his funeral had been made well in advance. There was a memorial in Tuscon for the circle of friends they had developed over the year they had been there. Per instructions, he was cremated.

An avid deep sea fisherman and sailor, his last wish was to have his ashes scattered over the ocean where so many of their fond memories were made.

They made the journey back, and Mike rented a helicopter. They hovered over the water, and Mike watched as she bowed her head in a silent prayer. Her eyes shone with unshed tears as she opened the urn and shook out the ashes, the helicopter rotors scattering them across the ocean.

She put the lid back on the urn, saving a bit of the ashes, wanting to keep some small vestige with her, and then collapsed into his arms, finally allowing the grief to come out. He held tightly, stroking her hair. She cried until the copter landed. Then she pushed him away and made an attempt to fix her face.

She stayed with him a week in his luxury apartment, visiting old friends and places that had been dear to her.

At the end of the week, she walked into the living room and sat beside him on the sofa, taking his hand.

"I can't thank you enough for standing by me. I had no one."

He held her hand and made her look into his eyes.

"You'll always have me. I still intend to have our weekly chats. I really wish you would reconsider and come back to work for me. Mrs. Montrose is very capable. I've been thinking about promoting her, and having her run our office on the east coast."

"No, I won't change my mind. There's just too much here to remind me of him. We really loved Tuscon and made some good friends. My life is there now. I've got a flight at noon to catch tomorrow. Time to move on."

She was holding both his hands now, looking intently into his eyes.

They had been drinking wine. She had already had three glasses.

"If you want to do something for me, I have a request. Hear me out before you say yes or no. This is something I don't think you'd expect."

He lifted an eyebrow but didn't say anything.

"I remember all the times we flirted. You always said I was the hottest MILF you ever saw. It's more like GILF now, but I've tried to maintain my shape. I even saw you naked twice, when I came into your suite without thinking. I have to tell you, it doesn't look real."

He was leaning forward, looking hard into her eyes, wondering where she was going.

"I'm just going to come right out and say it. I've always fantasized about you, wondering what it would be like. I'm unattached now, like you, so there's no one to cheat on, I would never even be talking about it if Kevin was still with me."

"I haven't been with a man sexually in four years. I want to spend the night in your bed, and do everything we can think of. I want you to show me your legendary skills I've heard so much about."

"Just for tonight, Mike, never again. As Shanna would say, it would just be a 'one off', never to be repeated. Please?"

He sat there for a second before leaning forward and kissing her, tenderly at first, then becoming more demanding. She gave in, opening her mouth, feeling his tongue push hers back, establishing dominance. She marveled at the ease he pulled her to his lap. Soon his hands were traveling, brushing over her breasts, sliding up her thigh. She could feel his enormous erection on her butt. She jumped off and stood in front of him.

"Patience, dear. I want the full experience, remember?"

She reached behind her and pulled the zipper of her dress slowly to the bottom, shrugging out of it, standing before him in a red corset and hose, clipped to it. The panties were miniscule and bore the trademark weave of Rose's shop.

She slid her hands languidly up her thighs, across her stomach up to her breasts. She took the cups off, massaging herself until her nipples were standing straight out.

"Help me out of these, would you?"

Mike was more than familiar with the panties. He sought out the end, and pulled, slowly, watching the weave unravel until the remnants dropped to the floor. She turned, and he could see the moisture below her bare mound, her clit hardened with arousal.

He stood, moved behind her. She leaned back into him as he stroked his way down her body, teasing her nipples and cupping her breasts before traveling downward. He dipped a finger inside her drenched pussy, pulling it out and stroking her clit. Slowly at first, then vigorously, sliding two more fingers inside her until sje was dripping down her thigh. She experienced her first orgasm of the night, only remaining upright because of the arm wrapped round her waist.

She pushed him away.

"You have way too many clothes on" she said, as she tugged at his belt. He started to help her but she gripped his hand.

"Let me do it, please?"

He dropped his hands to his side as she unbuttoned his dress shirt, admiring his broad shoulders as she slipped it off. She covered most of his chest with small kisses, biting down lightly on his nipples. He shivered in appreciation.

She removed his belt, unbuttoned his pants and slid the down to his ankles. With a slight look of fear in her eyes, she pulled the silk boxers out so they wouldn't get caught on his erection, and slid them down. She knelt before him and removed his shoes and socks, pulling the pants and underwear off and setting them to the side.

Not being able to stop a little gasp that came out when she was eye level with his cock, she reached out with both hands and stroked, gently.

She leaned forward, sliding her tongue across the head and down the shaft, marveling again at the size. Sliding back up she took as much as she could handle into her mouth, bobbing slowly. He gave a small groan of happiness, and played with her hair, gripping it lightly time to time. Increasing her speed, trying to get it deeper, she had him teetering on the edge. He pulled her head back and warned her.

Kathryn looked up, still stroking him.

"I can't say if I can swallow it all, but I need to try. Just warn me a few seconds beforehand."

He tried to control it, but five minutes later he had her head clutched in both hands, trying not to ram it down the throat. When he came, she couldn't believe the volume. She stopped trying to swallow and just let it flow out of her mouth and down her chin, dripping off onto her breasts.

She sat back on her heels, trying to get her breath back. Mike had brought her a warm moist towel, and she cleaned up a bit before taking it back into her mouth.

"I'm not the only thing that needs cleaning" she quipped. After about a minute he declared her done, picked her up like a feather, and carried her to the bed, tossed her on, and grabbed her legs.

"You wanted the full treatment."

He started on her ears, nibbling all the way down her body, spending time on her breasts but avoiding the nipples, even as she arched her back, offering them to him. He kissed and licked on down to her ankles, passing over her pussy with just one swipe across her clit. Then he flipped her over, kissing all the way back up to her neck, spending a lot of time making sure he didn't miss a millimeter of her ass. He ended up nibbling just below her hairline while she pounded into the pillow in frustration.

Suddenly flipping her over, he locked his mouth around her clit, sucking furiously, running his tongue over it rapidly, while his hands snaked up her body to grasp both breasts, pinching her nipples. She came instantly, then writhed through two more before he stopped. Thinking she would get to rest, she grunted as the air left her lungs.

He slid into her slowly, steadily, marveling at her tightness. Once all the way in, he started rocking back and forth, lengthening his stroke until he was pounding into her steadily. She tossed her head back and forth and her hands waved randomly, grunting and moaning.

As he neared his climax he pounded furiously, and as he finished she gave a final lunge upward and screamed. She lay semiconscious as he gathered him to her and covered them. She was asleep instantly.

She was awakened two hours later, spooned to him, his erect cock already sliding into her. He rocked her through one climax before he pulled her to her knees. Sliding off the bed he lined up and entered her again, firmly. He stroked faster until she was slamming back into him of her own accord. He held her, not letting up, as she came almost continuously. In the end he was pounding savagely as she collapsed, her tight ass held up by his grip. When he erupted he put his weight on her back, pushing her down until he covered her body. He lay there for a second before rolling her over and covering her mouth in a deep kiss. She was so overcome she was crying, clinging tightly. He kissed and soothed her until she was asleep.

She woke up, spooned again to him, once again feeling his massive cock pressed against her. She eased out of his arms slowly, sliding down the bed until she was inches away, staring in fascination for a moment. Then she slid her tongue across he crown, pausing as he stirred.

By the time he was fully awake she had half his length in her mouth, moving rapidly. When she felt his hand on her head she stopped.

"Goody, you're awake. I didn't get to try this last night, do you mind?"

She had risen up to straddle him, sinking down onto him inch by inch, stopping to slide up and down occasionally. When she rested fully against him she sighed. Then she began moving, rocking her pelvis in little circles before rising up and slamming down. His hands found her nipples, rolling them.

"Yes!" she cried.

"Rough them up, honey. I've never had it that way. Show me what a dirty girl I am."

He began pulling her nipples until her small breasts stood straight out and left her gasping, before letting go and slapping them. Her juices started flowing.

"More! Harder!" He began mauling them, sure he would be leaving bruises.

He literally lifted her and turned her round, slamming her back down, hard.

"Now ride me, bitch. And if I don't think you're putting enough effort in it, I'll spank that hot ass."

He slapped both cheeks hard enough to leave a red spot. She orgasmed again.

"Oh! That's it. Spank your dirty old girl, make her ride that cock. Own it!"

It was the magic word. By the time they were through she was bruised and her cheeks were glowing. She collapsed.

Continuing the fantasy, he grabbed her hair and dragged her down to his cock.

"Clean it! Do a good job, or you'll be punished."

She deliberately did a lackluster job until he rolled her nipple and she shrieked. After that, she licked and sucked him eagerly, until he started getting erect again.

She raised up, and looked him in the eye.

"I've got one more fantasy. No one has ever had my ass. I hinted around to Kevin but he thought it was to dirty. I experimented with a couple of vibrators and found it intense. Would you, Mike? Fuck my ass, I mean."

His erection returned to full mast.

"I'd love to. But let's take a shower first, relax a bit."

He led her into the shower, marveling at her body something a thirty year old would be proud of.

They splashed, they played. He used the soap to lube his fingers, and worked two fingers into her ass while he played with her clit with the other hand. She came so hard she squirted.

"Rest a bit, and call the airline. You won't make that noon flight."

She got one for nine.

Mike rummaged around in a dresser drawer. She came over to look.

It was a bottom drawer. deep and wide. And it was full of sex toys. Dildos, vibrators, ball gags, whips, handcuffs, collars, some thing she didn't recognize and wasn't sure she wanted a description of.

Mike grinned at her.

"What can I sat. Shanna and I played a lot."

At the mention of her name his forehead wrinkled in pain. Kathryn knew better than to talk about her. She put her hand on his arm, changing the subject.

"That's another fantasy, being collared and cuffed. Will you?"

He smiled again, and soon she had her hands secured behind her, a wide black collar round her neck. He surprised her by holding up a ball gag.

"Last chance to change your mind. Once this goes on there's no going back."

She opened her mouth.

Gagged, bound, and collared, she lay face down on the bed. He worked on her, spreading lube generously and going slowly. Soon she felt him against her and experienced her first moment of fear.

He surprised her by sliding an eight inch vibrator int her pussy, set on the highest speed. He worked it in and out for a minute until she was squirming, then slid the first inch into her ass. It didn't hurt at first, but as he got deeper the pain got worse. It took ten minutes before he was fully inside, and tears flowed freely down her cheeks. 

But then he started moving. Short, slow strokes, gradually increasing. Soon he was sliding almost completely out before plunging back in.

The pain had stopped, superseded by a numbness, that eventually gave way to a most pleasant sensation. She started climaxing, especially when he would reach around and saw the vibrator in and out to match his stroke. She was crying and gurgling into the gag in passion, lost in the sensation. At the end, she actually lost consciousness. 

She came to her senses as he unlocked the cuffs and removed the gag. He reached for the collar but she stopped him.

"I want to be owned by you, at least for awhile. I wish there was some permanent way to show you."

He regarded he with a strange glint in her eye.

They showered again without playing.

He took her out to his favorite Mexican restaurant.

Over a post meal beer for him, wine for her, he asked her.

"That remark about a permanent symbol? Did you mean it?"

"Yes I did."

They left the restaurant and he drove to a rather seedy section of town. They stopped in front of a tattoo parlor.

The owner greeted Mike like an old friend. He was French, and actually kissed her hand when they were introduced.

In a matter of minutes she was face down on a table, while he shaved just a bit of hair off her neck, assuring her no one would notice.

It hurt very little and was done in just a few minutes. He put a bandaid over it and told her to keep it moistened with the gel he gave her for a few days.

"Wear your hair up for a week, if you can. It should be healed by then."

They went back to his apartment so she could pack. He took his high end digital camera, put it on zoom and took a picture for her.

It was a word, so tiny it almost couldn't be read by the naked eye.

"Mine."

She looked at him, wondering how many others wore that brand. She decided not to ask.

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"What are your plans now?" he asked, as he drove her to the airport.

"I don't know. Thanks to the insurance policies, I don't have to work. I may volunteer, or I may take a part time job, something to keep me busy."

"This sounds awful so soon after Kevin passing, but there's a man there. A man I'm interested in. We met through our social circle. He's actually a few years younger."

"His wife passed away two years ago, auto accident. We've danced at several of our mixers."

She giggled suddenly, like a young girl.

"I've felt him, when we danced. He's not in your league, hell bells, most humans aren't, but it feels like a very nice package. He's never been improper, he was a friend to Kevin too, but I could see his interest."

"Best of all he has a large family, five kids and a dozen grandchildren. I miss not having kids, I'm hoping he will share his."




Kathryn



"So, after a month or two, if he doesn't call me, I'm going to call him. Does that make me a bad person?"

He squeezed her hand.

"No, it makes you a good woman with a lot to offer. If it's not him, it'll be someone else. After all, your the hottest GILF I know. Be careful, if you show him the energy you showed me last night, you'll be a widow again."

She giggled again and swatted his arm. Then she became serious.

"Mike, I want you to do something for me. Hear me out, please."

"I need you to talk to Shanna. I had dinner with her and her friend Suzy. She doesn't look good. She's thin, and the spark has gone out of her eyes. She's talking about going back to England. You'll never find anyone who loves you more."

"She broke your heart, but she was influenced by someone with a motive to break you up. She hasn't dated anyone, doesn't go out. Suzy says she's waiting for you to take her back. Please Mike, If you love me just a little, promise me."

He held his silence until she sighed.

"Well, at least promise me you'll think about it."

He smiled. "I promise."

It was a tearful farewell at the airport. He sat with her through a delay until she boarded.

They hugged and kissed as the friends they were.

"Don't forget me, Mike."

"Are you kidding? Expect my call on Thursdays, same as always. After all, you're the hottest GILF I know."

She laughed, then gave him a smouldering kiss. A man beside them watched in amazement.

She walked through the gate and he looked over.

"Hottest MILF in the world, without a doubt."

Laughing at the man's expression, he went back to his car.

Driving home, he thought about what Kathryn had said. Deep down, he had to admit, he wasn't over Shanna. That's why he didn't date. He was getting all the sex he wanted from Chantal and Edie, but that's all it was. He was fond of them, but that was all.

He got home and pulled out a framed picture of them. It was at a party they had attended about six months into their relationship. He was sitting on a bench, and she was on his lap, looking up with love and adoration. He was looking down at her, bending to give her a kiss. It was his favorite picture of her. He sighed and put it on the night stand.

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Part five will be either in Non Erotic or Incest, I haven't decided. As always, thanks for reading. Comment if want, vote if you like. 



Kathryn Ch. 02



We woke up the next morning, still in each other’s arms. When Kathryn opened her eyes and looked at me, she remembered the events of last night and smiled.

“Good morning,” I said, and kissed her on the forehead.

“Morning,” she replied. She kissed my lips and slipped her tongue into my mouth, taking me by surprise. She reached down and, finding my penis, gave it a good hard squeeze before getting out of my bed. I looked at her beautiful ass while she put her nightshirt back on. I just couldn’t believe everything that had happened in the last day or two. My heart raced as I watched her.

“We’ll do this again?” I asked hopefully, fairly sure what her response would be. She gave me a strange look and I panicked for a second, but then she said,

“Sebastian, of course we’ll do this again.” A naughty grin came over her face. I loved her so much at that moment. I barely even knew her, but somehow I loved her to death anyway. With her shirt on, she waved goodbye, blew me a kiss, and slipped out the window to cross the balcony over to her own room. I rubbed my face, perhaps making sure that this was really happening and not some wonderful dream.

Later that day, the four of us, (my dad and I, Kathryn, and my new stepmother Carol), all went out to dinner together so we could “get to know each other”. It was all pretty boring. Carol was so interested in every little detail about me, but all I could think about was being with Kathryn again. She kept giving me naughty looks from across the table, licking her lips and such, making my dick swell each time. She sure knew how to drive me crazy. But it was okay; I knew that it was all leading up to tonight when we could have more amazing sex.

That night I stayed awake, naked in bed, anxiously waiting for Kathryn to knock at my door or maybe slip in through the window. It was hard not to touch myself when I thought of her, but I wanted to save my erection this time so she could play with it when she arrived. I looked at the clock. It read 12:44. I was starting to worry that she wouldn’t come tonight. I would have to pleasure myself after all in that case, but after a few moments, I heard three knocks at the door. My heart jumped in my chest. I removed the sheet that was covering me, allowing my boner to be in full view for her, and said,

“Come in.” The door opened, and Carol stepped into the room. When she saw me lying there naked, she gasped and looked at the floor. At the same time I yanked the sheet across my waist in embarrassment.

“Oh, Carol. God, I’m so sorry. I…” What could I say? It was a very awkward moment, to say the least.

“I shouldn’t have knocked so late anyway, it’s my fault,” she said nervously. “But, why were you… I mean, if you weren’t… Oh. Oh my. Kathryn. Were you waiting for Kathryn?” I nodded guiltily. What else could I do? There was really no other explanation. Carol came in and closed the door behind her. She sat down awkwardly at the foot of my bed. “Sebastian,” she said, “You and Kathryn can’t be together.” I nodded again. She was probably right, but I was crushed nevertheless. She was taking my fantasy and ripping it into shreds. Carol continued, “It just wouldn’t work, Sebastian, because I want you all to myself.”

I simply nodded again, not even hearing what she said at first. When I finally processed each word, I stared at her in blank surprise. Had I heard correctly?

“What?” I asked in disbelief. She moved closer to me and rested her hand on my knee. With her mouth right next to my ear, she whispered slowly,

“I want you to fuck me, Sebastian. I want to suck your cock, and then I want you to stick it in me as far as it will go.” At that moment, I knew that my life had just gotten very complicated. It was unreal. How could it be real? This sort of thing didn’t just happen every day! Nevertheless, my penis rose from under the sheet at the sound of Carol’s sexy voice. She noticed this, of course, and moved the sheet away so she could grip my cock freely. She watched it grow even bigger, and then wrapped her hand around it tightly.

“Yes, that’s it,” she whispered, “This is what I want.” Carol pulled me over to the edge of the bed and got down on the floor between my legs. With her hands placed on my thighs, she started licking my erect shaft, which was pointing at the ceiling. Carol had long blonde hair and actually looked incredibly good for her age, (late thirties I figured). I could see where Kathryn got her wild sexiness. Carol was, without a doubt, a M.I.L.F. I watched in awe as she soaked my penis with her saliva. I think she was enjoying it even more than I was. She probably hadn’t had cock in a long time, and I could tell that she missed it greatly. She moved past my shaft and began licking and kissing my balls. It truly was heaven. There really is nothing better than good oral sex.

After my penis was dripping wet with her lubrication, Carol rose up and lay down on my bed. She was wearing a small bathrobe, and when I turned to look at her, she opened the robe below her waist, revealing a beautiful triangle of blonde hair. Her hips were wide apart, giving her curves that could drive anyone crazy.

“Now,” she said, “Put that big cock where it belongs.” She spread her legs open as she said this, and pointed to her vagina. I stroked my cock a bit at the sight of her there before me, offering her body to me. I got on top of her and pushed my hard penis into her cunt, a little at first, then all the way in.

“Oohhh, yesss,” she moaned softly, when I was completely inside of her. I couldn’t believe I was penetrating my stepmother’s pussy. It was crazy, but it felt so good inside her. I slowly started fucking her, pausing when deep inside. She seemed to love having cock inside her again. I quickened my pace. I couldn’t help myself. It was such a turn-on to be fucking a hot woman nearly twice my age. I was ecstatic. I wrenched her bathrobe open and found her huge bare breasts that were shaking with my thrusts. I grabbed them with one of my hands and squeezed her warm flesh with all my might.

“Yes! Feel my tits, Sebastian!” she breathed, trying to be quiet so she wouldn’t wake Dad or Kathryn up. I was nearing my climax, so I slowed down a bit. I didn’t even know if I should come inside Carol or not. I looked her in the eyes as I continued to pump her steadily. She probably guessed what I was thinking because she said,

“Sebastian, I want you to come in my mouth. Okay? I want you to straddle my head and then spray your juice right into my mouth. Can you do that?” I nodded furiously. Of course I could do that! It sounded wonderful. I gave her a few more deep, hard thrusts, and then pulled out of her. I hurried up to her head and stroked my cock quickly. I looked down and saw her beneath me, between my legs, anxiously waiting for my cum. She was breathing strongly and licking her lips, thirsty for my juice. I would not disappoint her. I reached my climax and aimed the head of my penis between her parted lips. I gasped as I shot jet after jet of sperm onto Carol’s eager tongue. She kept her mouth wide open, leaning towards my gushing penis. I had always wanted to fill a beautiful woman’s mouth with my semen. It was an absolutely mind-blowing experience! When my ejaculations slowed to oozing, she sucked my cock-head between her lips, apparently needing every ounce of my sperm to satisfy her cravings. When she decided that she had every last drop, she showed me all the cum that was in her mouth, before swallowing it down her throat in one hungry gulp. She closed her eyes, savoring the taste. Clearly this was a woman who had acquired a taste for fresh semen over the years. I was thoroughly blown away. Carol kissed my penis, then got out of bed and righted her bathrobe, hiding her magnificent globes once again.

“Thank you,” she said, a bit shyly. “I really needed that.” I didn’t even know what to say first, so I just said,

“That was unbelievable!” She smiled, shyly again. Then, after a big sigh of pleasure, she said good night, and left the room.

I fell back onto the bed, wondering how my life had gotten so bizarre. Suddenly they all wanted me. What was I supposed to do about that? How could I sleep with both Kathryn and her mother? My head was spinning. Clearly I needed to sleep on it. I switched off the light, and, after some pondering, finally went to sleep.



Kathryn Ch. 02



After I found out that Kathryn wasn't pregnant and after Hannah and I spoke with Denise about her inappropriate behavior, life with my family seemed to be going very well for quite a while. The whole family grew much closer. Kathryn and Denise were attending a local community college and they were spending a lot more time together. I was very happy that they didn't want to go to some big university out of state and that the sibling rivalry virtually disappeared. I had gotten a promotion at work which allowed my wife to quit her part time job. Without the job Hannah spent more time at the gym and also relieved me of any household chores. It took very little time for her extra work at the gym to start to show on her body. She also seemed to gain a lot more confidence and all of this was great for our sex life. We were making love every day, sometimes twice a day, like we were newlyweds again. Since I also had less to do around the house, I tried to extend my exercise routine too, but the results were not as dramatic as Hannah's.

Two years had past before the next big change in our lives. It started with Kathryn. After two years we hadn't spoken to each other about the little affair we had. I felt it was for the better. I was still very attracted to her, and I knew that if we spoke to each other about it, we may do it again. Of course I wanted to, but I knew that we probably wouldn't be so lucky, and I didn't want to ruin the wonderful life that we developed. However my little Kath decided to bring it up one day when we were alone. Being the perverted week willed man that I am I was in no shape to resist my charming daughter.

It was a hot humid summer Sunday. Hannah was at the gym and Denise was out with some guy. I had decided to stay in our air conditioned home and so did Kathryn. It was almost noon and I was watching TV when Kathryn sat next to me on the love seat in the den.

"What's up dad," she greeted.

"Hey honey," I returned.

There was silence while we watched the talk show on the new plasma TV.

When the commercials came on she spoke again, but her voice was suddenly shaky and hesitant, "Um daddy... Do you ah... Remember that night."

I knew exactly what she was talking about and I could tell she was nervous talking about it. Deep down in my heart and loins I wanted to experience it again.

I tried to calm her with my response, "How could I forget the best night of my life?"

She smiled and blushed before she said, "I still think about it a lot and I wanted to talk to you about it."

"I'm listening." I happily said, knowing where the conversation might lead us.

She continued with a bit of an embarrassed smile, "Well um, I just wanted you to know that I've been with a few other guys since then, and I haven't experienced anything as exciting or intense as I did that night with you. And well... I also have a few confessions about that night. Um, first I want you to know that I wasn't as drunk as I pretended to be. I mean you know, I did have two beers, but nothing more."

Kathryn paused and became a bit reluctant to continue.

I encouraged her, "It's ok honey, you can tell me."

She seemed to be ashamed of herself as she continued her confession, "I um... Well, I sorta lied to you about not getting pregnant."

I was stunned, but maintained a calm attitude.

As I reached out my arms for her to hug me I said, "It's alright, come here."

She eagerly wrapped herself in my arms and began to cry, "I went to the doctor and had it aborted."

I tried to sooth her, "Ok honey. It's ok, you did the right thing."

We continued to hug while Kathryn calmed down. I couldn't believe she managed to go through that trauma by her self and then hide it so well.

When she finally stopped crying she said, "Part of me wishes I hadn't gotten rid of it."

I tried to reinforce her decision, "Trust me honey, you did the right thing, I just wish you would have told me right away so I could have helped you through it."

We said nothing for a few moments while I comforted her with a loving reassuring hug. Kathryn had completely calmed down and was lying in my lap when she said, out of no where, "You know daddy, I would be willing to do it all over again, and keep the baby."

I suddenly felt a hot rush of adrenaline surge through my body as I digested Kathryn's words. I was speechless and visions of my affair with Kathryn flooded my mind. I took notice of the tight t-shirt and tiny short shorts she was wearing. Kathryn hadn't changed a bit since high school. I could see a little cleavage as her big D cups pointed straight up at me, and her silky thick muscular thighs were sprawled out over the arm of the loveseat in a most seductive manner. I felt my arousal building inside me. The idea of impregnating my own daughter was, and still is, a colossal turn on for me. Conversely I was aware of the tribulations that might come along with an incestuous conception. I needed to know her exact motives.

"Kathryn, why exactly do you want to have a baby and why do you want me to father it?"

She seemed eager to respond, "First of all, I'm ready. I want to have a baby now! And of course the whole incest thing makes me sooo horny. You know that just as well as I do daddy. Then when you add in the idea of having your baby and trying to hide the whole thing from mom, the temptation, the excitement, it's nearly irresistible for me."

By the time she finished speaking my cock was throbbing within my grey sweat pants against the back of her head. My arousal was obvious.

"Wow daddy, I guess you feel the same way." She said with a devilish smirk.

I stated my true feelings, "Kath, I want you so bad. Its one thing to commit incest, but we could never have a child together, that's just wrong!"

"Let me get this straight then daddy."

Kathryn turned on her stomach, lifted her head so that her eyes met mine, and began to massage the throbbing bulge in my sweat pants. I had nothing on underneath so Kathy was practically jerking me off through the fabric. Her heavy breasts rested on top of my leg and I could feel her marble like nipples jutting through the fabrics of our clothes. The bottom of her plump ass was peeking out from the shorts. She obviously knew exactly how to seduce me.

"You want to have sex with me, but you don't want to make me pregnant. Is that right?"

I nodded and Kath sarcastically remarked, "We'll see about that."

Kathryn then pulled the elastic waist band of my sweat pants down to release my baby maker. She quickly grabbed it with her other hand, supporting herself on her elbows just next to my leg. I watched with lustful eyes, as she licked the secreting juices from the tip. There were few inhibitions, as if we had been fucking each other every day for the past couple of years.

Kath commented in the most sensual and passionate voice I had ever heard from her, "Mmm... Is that mommy I smell on you?"

I nodded and smiled with lust. My wife and I made love earlier that morning and I neglected to shower afterward.

Kath continued mockingly stupid, "Hmm, I wonder what she tastes like?"

Just as Kath lowered her face and surrounded my cock head with her luscious lips I heard the front door barge open.

"Hello." My wife's voice pierced through the house.

Kathryn yelled back, "Hey mom, were in the den!"

Kath let my waist band back and placed a nearby pillow over my lap to hide my bulging manhood. She turned to face the television and put her head on the pillow.

Hannah poked her head around the corner at the bottom of the short staircase and asked, "Hey guys. I really don't feel like cooking tonight. Do you mind if we get some pizza delivered?" 

Kath and I agreed to pizza and then my wife asked, "Dave I had a tough work out today, do you think you could help me in the bath?"

I knew exactly what my wife wanted, but I couldn't get up for obvious reasons. I tried to buy some time, "could I just finish watching the end of this show honey?"

"Yeah sure, just don't keep me waiting too long, ok."

I nodded and Hannah went up to our master bathroom. I instructed Kath to get me an ice cube from the freezer.

When she returned she asked me, "Are you guys gonna fuck?"

"Probably," I said as I pulled my pants down and applied the ice cube to the head of my cock.

Kath watched in astonishment as my cock quickly withered and pulled its self into my body like a turtle under the cold of the ice.

As I pulled up my pants Kath commanded, "Make sure you come back to me as soon as you're done. I want to taste mom when she's fresh on your dick."

I couldn't help but smile and wonder what I did to deserve such an exciting life. Finally I promised my return to Kathryn and then ran up to my wife. When I got there she was already soaking in a bubble bath. Our new master bathroom was a modernized antique Victorian style, with cherry wood walls and floors. Everything else was made of ivory pearl porcelain and solid brass. It had become Hannah's favorite room. Hannah smiled when she saw me walk through the door. After so many years with my wife I instinctively knew what to do with out either of us saying a word. I grabbed the chair from the vanity and placed it next to the tub. I proceeded to bathe my beautiful wife.

Hannah was forty two, yet it seemed as if every man wanted her, from horny teenaged boys to seventy year old grandfathers. Both of our daughters envied the body she had. She was slightly taller than me at 5'7" and she weighed about 120 perfectly proportioned pounds. She was very athletic, jogging, biking, tennis, yoga, and she even studied ty-kwan-do. Hannah never used to be an athlete; it started about ten years ago and only increased over time. Personally I prefer a softer less athletic body type on a woman, though I'm not complaining.

I grabbed the soft cream colored sponge from the soap dish and soaked it in the soapy water. I gently wrung it out over her B cup breasts and with soft slow strokes I began to wash Hannah's shoulder and arm. She groaned with a relaxed smile and sunk herself deeper into the water. Her long blond hair was draped over the side of the tub, an indication that she didn't want to get her hair wet. I affectionately rolled the soft sponge over her breasts and down her stomach. I accidentally got my shirt wet in the process.

As I removed my shirt Hannah complimented me with a soothing voice, "You're really gaining some nice definition in your upper body Dave."

I thanked her and continued the caressing sponge bath with out anymore words. She seductively lifted her long lean legs out of the water, one at a time, to make it easier for me to pay attention to them. I supported each leg by her muscular calves and caressingly washed between each toe slowly making my way to her sensitive inner thigh. I knew exactly what turned her on, so I focused more time on those particularly sensitive places. The back of her knees and the tops of her feet were two of those places. With each pass over her love nest I would tease it ever so lightly, making her arousal rise yet maintaining a relaxed sensual atmosphere. Finally I reached deep into the water and washed her back from under her. I kneaded and massaged her firm back and butt, as I washed away any stress and sweat.

When her fingers began to prune up, she slowly and with deep sighs of relaxation, moved to the large sit down shower stall. There she lazily rinsed her self and moaned about how good I treat her. I took the opportunity to take off my pants. My eyes danced upon her firm slender body as I awaited her with a large ivory towel. Her blond pubes were trimmed short and shaved into a single strip over her slit. Her tits weren't as firm or perky as they once were, yet I loved them just the same. Hannah also had a six pack of abs and a narrow waist. I loved the way her sexy legs molded into her hips and butt, then narrow into her waist with such seamless subtlety.

When she stepped out I began to tenderly pat her dry and apply light kisses to every curve of her body. I dropped to my knees to finish drying her lower body and before long my kisses converted to licks at her furry slit. I dropped the towel and wrapped my hands around her firm round ass as I slithered my tongue between her swollen love lips. Hannah groaned and pulled my head tightly against her womanhood. The usual musty smell and tangy sweet flavor were absent as they had been washed away. My tongue lashed at her clit like a chameleon catching its prey. My hands squeezed and kneaded her tight round little butt. My right middle finger found her tight puckered ass hole, and I let the tip slip in just enough to stimulate her. Hannah's knees were beginning to buckle under the intense pleasure. She was moaning loudly and trying to hold herself up using the sink, but she finally gave in and collapsed onto the floor with her legs spread eagle. I kept my face glued to her pussy as she sunk to the floor. Her body was squirming and contorting like an injured caterpillar, while I slid my left middle and pointer fingers into her pussy. My right middle finger was nearly halfway into her ass at that point. I always loved how I could feel my fingers moving around in her pussy and asshole from inside the opposite hole.

Suddenly the squirming and moaning stopped. Her body stiffened like a board and her strong thighs squeezed my head temporarily stopping my air supply. Her climax took over her mind and body as if she were possessed by a poltergeist. Her stiff body slowly loosened and she was breathing heavily as her pussy began to grind harder into my face. Her pussy felt like it was trying to milk my fingers. Her ass hole squeezed so tightly around my other finger, I thought it might pop off inside her. Her pussy was literally dripping with saliva and cunt juice which made a shimmering mess of her inner thighs and my cheeks.

When her orgasm finally slipped away, she tapped me on the head as she usually does, signaling that she wanted me to fuck her. She loved to get fucked right after an orgasm. She claimed it makes the second orgasm that much more intense. I didn't hesitate one bit and I mounted her right there on the floor. I slowly dround my pulsing meat all the way into her sloppy wet cunt. Her body twitched underneath me with each hypersensitive shock of pleasure. To be quite honest her pussy wasn't as tight as it used to be, but it still got the job done rather well. Hannah's warm wet love hole welcomed me and invited me to take my time enjoying the delightful rise to climax. I slowly pumped the full length of my cock in and out of her. We kissed passionately as our tongues deeply yet gently toyed with each other. Her finger nails softly brushed up my back to my neck and then weaving into my hair. Then she traced them back down the same direction and around my waist to my stomach. Finally after a few minutes of slow passionate love making I felt my balls burbling with impending cum.

Hannah knew from my body language and she whispered into my ear, "Yeah Dave, I want to feel it inside me."

I moaned very loudly with each gush of orgasmic pleasure. I continued to pump my full length in and out as I filled her cunt with cum. I purposely let my cock slip out just enough to let a couple of shots splash against her clit. Then I finished with short shallow strokes. That allowed the last of my cum to pool up just inside the opening of her vulva. When I finally let my cock fall from her slit cum quickly came oozing out. I loved to see my cum dripping out of a woman's pussy.

I quickly dropped my face to her pussy. Again my tongue slithered over her clit and my fingers pumped at her sloppy pussy. I could taste my cum, but I didn't mind. Besides Hannah loved it when she knew I could taste my own cum on her pussy. Before long Hannah was cumming again. She screamed and lifted her pelvis off the floor as the powerful orgasm exploded with in her sexy body. She unintentionally twisted half onto her side nearly breaking my neck in the process. Her entire tight athletic body violently twitched and tensed with the coursing of a very intense orgasm. Her orgasm ended quickly and abruptly. Then she gently pushed my face away. I laid my head on her thigh smiling at her and she laid there languidly smiling back.

Hannah said with a soft lazy voice, "I hope Kathryn didn't hear us."

Suddenly my mental attention shifted to Kathryn, "I don't think it matters Hannah. She's not a kid anymore."

There was silence while we both just lied there on the cherry wood bathroom floor. I briefly came to my senses about Kathryn. I didn't want to go back to her because I knew I wouldn't be able to control my self once I got there. I wondered how I could stop events already set in motion, but deep down I knew there was no stopping it. Especially since Kathryn seemed to want it even more than me.

I got up and put my grey sweats and t-shirt back on. Hannah was still lying on the floor in a blissful puddle of relaxation.

I knelt down and gave her a quick kiss as I asked, "I'm going back down to watch some TV. You gonna come?"

She reached out her hand for me to help her up and said. "You go ahead. I think I'm going to lay out by the pool and read a book."

After helping my wife to her feet I went back to the den. Kathryn grinned uncontrollably and shut off the TV when she saw me.

Then she asked, "Gees daddy, you've been up there for over an hour. What were you doing?"

"I gave mom a sponge bath."

Kathryn sarcastically asked, "Yeah and what else did you give her?"

I smiled sinfully and winked at her as I walked over to the love seat. When I arrived Kath held me by my hips and positioned my crotch directly in front of her face. It was obvious that she was going to continue where she left off.

She asked more seriously, "Did you cum inside her?"

I nodded and she smiled as she pulled my pants down and let them drop to my ankles. She inhaled deeply through her nose with her face hovering over my slimy limp dick.

She said rather coy and shy, "I love that smell."

Then she slurped my whole cock into her mouth sending a shiver of pleasure up my spine.

I warned her, "Kath, it might take me a while before I get hard again."

She let my cock fall from her lips and returned, "I know daddy, maybe you should lie down."

I didn't lie down and instead I sat on the love seat. Kathryn stood and proceeded to do a strip tease for me. First she removed her shirt exposing those big milky tits with in your standard white cotton under wire bra. Kathryn swirled the shirt over her head before tossing it across the room. She danced around a little bit, teasing me as she slowly unhooked her bra. Then with her beautiful tits exposed she draped the bra over the TV. Finally she stepped over to me stood directly in front of me.

Kathryn commanded with an excited cynical grin, "Now take my shorts off and put them in a spot where I won't be able to get them fast enough if mom walks in."

"Why do you want to make it so easy for us to get caught?" I asked.

"It just makes it more exciting." She stated as if I should have already known.

With out another word I hooked my thumbs into the waist band of her shorts and slid them over her smooth silky hips. They dropped to the floor by her ankles and she stepped out of them. I leaned down and tossed the shorts across the room to the opposite side of where her shirt was lying. Kath knelt in front of the love seat between my legs and grasped my limp cock into her soft hand.

Although we were very physically attracted to one another, the risk factor was what got us so hot. Kathryn made oral love to my flaccid penis while her long soft loosely curled blond hair tickled my thighs, hips, and stomach. She gently cradled my balls in her hand while her lips gave soft caressing wet kisses to the head. Then she licked it like a lollipop with her big blue eyes lustfully staring up at me. 




Kathryn Ch. 02



"Mmmmm... I love it daddy!" she sinfully stated.

Slowly but surely my cock rose to attention with each lick, kiss, and slurp. When it was finally hard enough Kathryn began to jerk me off while she licked the crease between my balls and my leg. Then she spit on it and used her hand to spread her saliva over my entire shaft. Kathryn then stood leaning over my head and clutched my damp t-shirt. Her tits delicately brushed into my face as she pulled my shirt over my head. She tossed the shirt across the room and mounted me. I didn't have to do any work as I felt her hand reaching under her to place the tip of my hardness at the entrance to her plush canal. I reached out my hands and began to explore her beautiful voluptuous body as Kathryn slowly eased back impaling herself with my cock. As she rested fully on my lap with my cock all the way in her, she leaned forward pressing her large firm tits into my face and wrapping her arms tightly around me. Her pussy was noticeably tighter and more stimulating then Hannah's. I loved it!

Then while she slowly lifted and dropped her round meaty ass on my lap, she whispered into my ear with incestuous breathless passion, "I don't want (breath)... to stop (breath)... if mom comes back (breath)... into the house (breath)."

My heart raced with excitement and my cock throbbed inside my sexy daughter as I just nodded in agreement. I was moaning softly and Kathryn continued to whisper demands into my ear.

"I want you (breath)... to come to my room (breath)... early every morning (breath)... before mom wakes up. You are going to (breath)... fuck me every morning (breath)... until I'm carrying your baby."

I moaned, "I love you Kath! I'll do anything for you!"

Kathryn whispered, "I know daddy, I love you too!"

My daughter had me entranced with her passion. She continued to leisurely slide her pussy up and down on my cock as we softly moaned into each others ears. My hands roamed all over her sexy curves and smooth silky skin. Her warm body was pressed tightly into mine. We stayed like that for some time as I slowly neared orgasm. Then we heard the back door open into the kitchen just up the short stairs in our split level home. We both knew it was Hannah. Kathryn's eyes widened and her pace quickened slightly as our hearts raced with adrenaline. Our moans quieted to heavy breaths. We heard her rummaging through the cabinets and then the fridge.

The excitement was incredible and I whispered into Kathryn's ear, "Here I cum."

Kath whispered back, "Yes! I'm not going to stop now, even if mom comes down here!"

Kath continued exactly what she was doing as my load shot high up inside her. I tried desperately to be quiet, but my breathing was very loud and I grunted as each gush of semen was forced up into her warm wet pussy. Luckily my wife didn't hear us or come down. My pelvis was grinding up toward her pussy as I came.

Kathryn whispered rather franticly, "Let me know right away when you're done daddy."

Then as I my climax faded I tapped her hip and simply said, "Ok."

Kath then quickly rolled off of me and onto her back next to me. She pulled her knees up to touch her tits and whispered, "If you make me cum now, the convulsions of my cervix will suck your cum up into my womb."

So I got down on my knees in front of the loveseat and placed my lips over her clit. I swirled my tongue over her clit as I lightly sucked with my mouth. She was cumming in less than a minute. The stimulation, the passion, the incest, the excitement and the risks were all to blame for her fast arriving orgasm. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth wide as her body tensed and relaxed over and over again with each individual spasm of her cervix. Her orgasm ended abruptly and she commanded me in a whisper to get her clothes. She didn't move from the loveseat as she dressed. When we got our clothing back on she assumed the same position she was in while she was cumming. She obviously didn't want any of my life liquid to leak out of her pretty little pussy. Then we heard Hannah walk back outside.

Kathryn said, "That was great daddy! My period just ended a couple of days ago. If we keep this up every day, I'm hoping that I won't get another period for at least nine months."

I said nothing as I was in awe of what just happened. I didn't feel worried like I did the first time. I think because this was something that we both wanted. I sat next to her and began to gently brush my fingertips on the back of her thigh. She cooed and closed her eyes. Eventually she let her legs drop and we switched the television back on. All I could think of was doing it again in the morning.



Kathryn Ch. 03



I woke up, naked once again, but without Kathryn in my arms this time. Then the memory of my late night romp with Carol came back to me again. I could see that I had foolishly been lost in the moment. I didn’t want Carol; I wanted Kathryn. I knew I would have to make it clear to Carol that she couldn’t have me anymore, before Kathryn found out about it.

I got up and was about to get dressed when Kathryn appeared at the window. I let her in and she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. It surprised me that I already wasn’t shy about being naked around my little stepsister. I guess that showed how compatible we could be, as long as Carol didn’t ruin it for us. Kathryn reached down and played with my penis while continuing to smile up at me. She gripped it tightly and gave it a good tug or too. It seemed that neither Kathryn nor her mother could resist my penis. I said to her,

“Mmm, that feels good. But where were you last night? I was all ready for you.”

“I know. I’m sorry, baby. I was pretty tired and I didn’t think I could give you the attention you deserved. But I can tell you’re all ready for me now,” she said, while feeling me continue to harden in her hand. She thankfully didn’t know that I had had a big orgasm above her mother’s waiting mouth just a few hours ago. Lucky for me I still had plenty of sex drive left for Kathryn. How could I not? I was fairly sure I was in love with her.

Kathryn started kneeling down in order to give me head, but I stopped her, fearing that she might smell Carol’s perfume down there. I never thought I would ever have to stop a girl from giving me a blowjob, that’s for sure, but I covered with,

“Here, I’ll take a turn.” With that I had her get onto the bed so I could go down on her. I hid my face between her thighs and started eating her. She giggled and spread her legs even wider for me. I happily enjoyed her sweet taste, trying to put the business with Carol behind me. I was starting to realize that when it was love with a girl, every part of her tasted good. That gave me an idea. I switched from Kathryn’s pussy to eat her ass instead. After noticing what I had done, she exclaimed,

“Oh my God! I fucking love you Sebastian!” After having enjoyed both of her love holes with my mouth, I finally brought my cock up to start putting it to use. I went for her cunt at first, but then Kathryn said, “Use my ass if you want, baby.”

“Have you ever had it there?”

“No, but hey, you licked it, so you deserve to fuck it!” she said. I smiled at her and said,

“Well in that case, I fucking love you too!” I slowly pressed my dick against Kathryn’s anus. She relaxed it as best she could to accommodate my thick shaft. I pushed halfway into her.

“Oh wow,” she said, “This is amazing.” I had to agree. I held her ankles up in the air as I fucked my sweet stepsister in the ass. The bed put her at just the right height for me to fuck the hell out of her. What a day to be alive, let me tell you. After Kathryn had her first anal orgasms of her life, I pulled out of her, ready to shoot into her mouth. She wrapped her silky lips around my cockhead as I came. When I was done, she said,

“Hmm, not very much juice for me today. You haven’t been enjoying little Sebastian here without me, have you?” She was joking, of course, but I still felt a little guilty. If Carol hadn’t been swallowing away so much of my reserve, then Kathryn wouldn’t be saying that. In fact, her mouth would probably be so full that it would nearly be overflowing. Kathryn licked her lips anyway, enjoying the last of my cum. “Mmm, good to the last drop, Sebastian” she said. It certainly was an incredible family that I had just joined. Then, as usual, Kathryn slipped right back out the window again.

Dad had to go away on a business trip, conveniently leaving me to “get acquainted” with the two lovely ladies that were sometimes lovers, sometimes family to me. How would I ever get this resolved?

That afternoon, when Kathryn was in the bathroom showering, Carol took the opportunity to approach me, only thinking of one thing. I couldn’t let her enchant me this time though. I said to her straight away,

“Carol, please. Last night was amazing, but I can’t go on like this way with you. I’m in love with Kathryn. I’m sorry.” She was clearly disappointed by this. I figured she would reluctantly accept it. Her shyness from before led me to believe that this is what would happen, but when I was walking away from her, she stopped me.

“Wait, Sebastian. You don’t want Kathryn to know about us, correct?” Uh-oh. I could see where this was going. “Therefore,” she continued, “You will do as I say, or I’ll tell Kathryn that you willingly fucked the hell out of her very own mother.” I have to say, I did not expect this from Carol. She clearly had more guts than I thought. She was also a lot more evil. But after all, the words “evil” and “stepmother” often go together, don’t they? Carol sat down on the chair in the upstairs hallway and lifted up her skirt right up, revealing her bare pussy. “Now, eat me, like a good little boy,” she said.

“Now? Here?” I asked in disbelief.

“Yes.”

“But Kathryn could come out of the bathroom in a few minutes!”

“Well then I suppose you better hurry.” This had quickly become very serious. I didn’t have time to think. I quickly went over to Carol and prepared myself to eat my second crotch of the day, though I knew this one would not be as good. I began licking her madly, trying to go as fast as I could, as she sighed contentedly. “Mmm, deeper Sebastian. Mommy likes it deep.” I crammed my tongue into her slit furiously as she held my head in place, pulling me into her. I heard the water go off in the bathroom, over the sound of Carol’s heavy breathing. I pushed my face in a little further, doing all I could with my tongue movements to get her to come. When she finally did, she rubbed her vagina and said,

“Mmm, good boy. That’s a good boy.” I hurriedly lowered her skirt and wiped my mouth on my sleeve just before Kathryn emerged from the shower. Kathryn went to her room, giving the two of us sort of a questioning stare, and closed the door behind her. I knew that had been far too close. I couldn’t go on like this. I would have to tell Kathryn the truth. It was the right thing to do anyway, no matter the consequences.

I left Carol sitting in the hall, with a smirk on her face, and went right into Kathryn’s room. She was in the middle of changing as I entered. She automatically covered up her firm breasts that I was becoming so fond of.

“Sebastian! Gosh, be careful. Didn’t you see my mother right out there?”

“Kathryn, she already knows about us.”

“What?”

“In fact, call her in here.” Kathryn looked confused but she called her mother into the room so all three of us were finally in the same room together. It was time to come clean.

“Kathryn, I have something to tell you.” Carol gave me a surprised look while Kathryn waited curiously. I forced myself to go on, “Last night, your mother came to me in my room and we… had sex. It was a stupid thing to do, and I can’t defend myself for what I did. But I can tell you, with all honesty, that I don’t love her, and that I do love you with all my heart. I just hope you can forgive me.” Kathryn’s look faded to a frown. She sat down on her bed and looked at the floor for a few moments. Finally she said,

“Well, thank you for telling me. Please leave the room, both of you.”

“Kathryn, I…”

“Sebastian, just… just go.” Carol and I left her room and she closed the door. I gave Carol one last cold look before locking myself in my own room. Clearly I had made a mess of things. I decided to pack up my belongings and just head back to campus early. I had to make a clean break. I headed to the airport that evening.

As I left, Carol, having nothing better to do after ruining everything, got on the phone to call one of her girlfriends. Kathryn finally came out of her room as Carol was doing this, allowing her to overhear some of her one-sided conversation.

“He just up and told her, can you believe that? I know! Nope, no more fun for me I guess… God, you don’t have to tell me… No, he didn’t even tell her about any of that… Not about my taking advantage of him, not about blackmail, nothing! Yeah, I guess he really does love her… I know… Oh but they’ll get over it; they’re still young…” Kathryn had heard all she needed to hear. She jumped into the car and followed me to the airport.

She caught up with me as I was still standing in line to check in my suitcase.

“Hey stepbrother, leaving so soon?” I turned to look at her. God I loved to see her smile. She ran up to me and hugged me. I happily hugged back. She explained how she had overheard Carol on the phone and she said she forgave me. We went back to the house and joyfully spent the rest of the vacation having wild sex and giving Carol mean looks. Let me tell you, it was bliss.

Dad and Carol’s marriage didn’t last of course, but it sure is funny how things can turn out, how good can come from bad. I could never really forgive Carol for blackmailing me, but she did give me Kathryn, whether she wanted it that way or not, so I guess I can thank her for that. After break, Kathryn came back to college with me so we could continue to “enjoy” each other’s company, and here we are now, still together, and still just as wild as that first night not so long ago.

The End 



Kathryn Chronicles: Company Conf.



It seems hard to imagine that a combination of an oppressively hot August week in New York City combined with 5 days of non-stop, mind-numbing lectures could lead to the single greatest 24 hours of my life. 

Every August, my company holds its annual conference. Usually the only upside to the conference is getting a chance to hang out with Kathryn. We would sit in the back of the room making fun of the various management staff under our breath. Unfortunately there would be no such fun this year, as our department had been split in two and Kathryn and I and would have different sessions.

There was a major upside however. This year the conference was being held in New York City. It is about a four hour drive from our home, so I was able to bring my wife Maria along. Judging from the piles of shopping bags in our hotel room, she was certainly enjoying herself. 

Each night, Kathryn, Maria and I would go out on the town. I had expected that Kathryn would ditch us at the door in search of fun and adventure, but was surprised to find that she was low key. Leading up the conference, we had joked that Kathryn should request a hotel room with a revolving door. We were surprised at her G-rated week.

Unfortunately, my own week was turning out G-rated as well. When Maria first found out I was taking her along, she promised me endless evenings of passion. Instead, our first three nights had been going out on the town and returning to the hotel either tired or too drunk to do anything. 

By Thursday night the partying had caught up to Maria and she was too tired to go out. At first, I interpreted her "quiet night at the hotel" to be an invitation. But when she said that she was going to bed at 8 PM, I called over to Kathryn's room and made plans for another evening out.

I was pretty excited to hear Kathryn suggest we go to a strip club. Of all the people I've gone to strip clubs with, Kathryn is the most fun. She is completely uninhibited and women always get away with more than a man can. When we discovered it was amateur night, I tried to convince Kathryn to give it a try. 

Unfortunately even a half-dozen drinks couldn't change her mind. I think she was having too much fun watching the dancers and critiquing them and their boob jobs. "Man, they really mauled that poor girl," she said laughing. Pointing another so-called "amateur" with lopsided breasts, she wondered aloud if she'd gotten her boob job at Walmart.

Rather than the drinks loosening Kathryn up, they appeared to be making her bitter and aggressive. I figured it was her pent-up sexual frustration from the past week. I wrote off any chance of getting her to take the stage and instead focused on keeping her from saying anything that would get my ass kicked.

Around midnight I talked her into leaving. At first I thought we could hit another bar, but considering Kathryn's mood, I figured it was safest to head back to the hotel. I got her into her room before leaving to return to my wife.

Friday morning the three of us ate breakfast before the first session of the final day was due to begin. Maria had already mapped out her victory lap of upscale Manhattan shops. By this point, I was surprised the mag strip on our credit cards hadn't worn off and would be grateful if our credit card bill wasn't delivered in a shoebox.

I kissed Maria goodbye and Kathryn and I headed over to our first session of the day. The good news was that we were in the same meeting for once. The bad news was this was the only session we'd be in together, and it was compounded by being a sure-fire snooze fest. The company president was the keynote speaker and was perhaps the dullest man alive. Worse still, all the VPs would be unofficially taking attendance and no-shows were certain to hear about it.

We walked into the meeting room together. I always loved walking into rooms with Kathryn. She always dressed to kill at these things and when she walked in, every head turned. While it was still "business professional," it accented her features very well. Kathryn had incredible legs, and always wore heels and skirts to show them off. Today she wore a maroon blouse that showed a little cleavage with a fitted jacket that advertised her tiny waist. She wore tasteful makeup, but chose the fire-engine red lipstick for a little dramatic effect.

"I would do anything to get out of this," she whispered so as not to be overheard.

"Anything?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Anything!" she insisted.

"I might be able to help you out," I said. "Do you have your beeper on you?"

"Of course," she replied. Kathryn and I worked in the sales & support division of the company and were required to be accessible at all times.

"Give me your pager number and the number of one of your customers," I said.

"Why?" she asked.

I pulled out my cell phone. "I'll page you. You can excuse yourself to take the call. Then wait about ten minutes and you page me and use this number," I said, writing my pager and another phone number on a napkin. "It'll be fun to cut class," I said with a laugh.

"Why do we need to use the customer numbers?" she asked.

"No personal pages, remember? They just installed software to cross-reference."

"Wow, you think of everything," she smiled.

Shortly after the meeting began, I placed my hand in my jacket pocket and quietly dialed. About a minute later, Kathryn's beeper went off. She politely excused herself (and as an added bonus, I got an awesome view of her ass as exited the row we were sitting in).

A few minutes later my beeper went off. I concealed my grin, pretended to be a little embarrassed and made a quick exit. I felt the euphoria of freedom as the ballroom door closed heavily behind me.

I expected Kathryn to be outside, but was disappointed to find her nowhere in site. Just then I got a text message on my cell reading, "Bar."

I walked over the bar and there was Kathryn drinking a Bloody Mary with another waiting for me.

"You're a genius!" she said, handing me my drink and raising her glass. "I would be going out of my mind right now."

"I know. But we can't stay here. Anyone walking by will see us and our excuse of customer support is blown," I said. "Grab your drink and let's head upstairs. It's too hot out and I'm way overdressed for this heat."

We quickly headed upstairs. After almost getting caught by the elevators, we headed for the stairs. She was on the eighth floor, and the stairway was hotter than hell. Apparently the stairway was not air conditioned and the hot August air was suffocating. By the time we reached the eighth floor we were already gasping for air and I'd begun to sweat. Opening the door to her room, the cool air conditioning felt great.

"So much better to be here," I said as the door to her room closed behind us. "I've had enough company BS for one week."

"Me too," answered Kathryn. "I am so burned out from this week. Day after day of these sessions is driving me nuts. I've had no fun all week."

"At least we've have fun after hours." I said. "You, Maria and I haven't spent this much time together in a long time."

"Not the kind of FUN I was talking about, you idiot," she laughed. "I've met nothing but sleaze balls all week."

"Wow, and you have like NO standards!" I exclaimed. "You'd suck off Hitler."

"Fuck you, asshole!" she laughed.

"Gee, what's it been, a week?"

"Well, only about 90 minutes since I had a deep and meaningful experience with my battery buddy in the shower," she laughed.

I tried to think of something witty, but my brain just vapor-locked. Kathryn had the ability to leave you speechless.

"I'm sorry, I'm roasting here," I said as I took off my jacket and loosened my tie. "August in New York City is oppressive." We walked over to the small table by the air conditioner and sat down, placing our drinks on the table.

"No shit," she answered. After another sip from her drink, she got up and walked over to closet. She took over her jacket and hung it up. I was glad to see her lose the jacket. As she faced the closet, I caught a good look at her profile. Her tight blouse accented her curves quite well.

My heart leapt to my throat as I watched her begin to unbutton her blouse. I expected her to stop after 2 or 3 buttons, so I was surprised when she pulled it out of her skirt and unbutton it all the way. I began to hope she would take it completely off when she stopped.

Underneath her maroon blouse she wore a flowery red lace bra. It was one of her "cleavage" bras she bragged about. She'd commented about how uncomfortable they were, but they gave her knockout cleavage. She preferred the attention to the discomfort. I couldn't help but stare.

She stopped short of taking her blouse off completely. "I'm sorry," she began, "I'm roasting right now." She saw my expression and smiled. "Does this bother you?" she asked with a smile.

"Well the blouse is still in the way," I laughed. "But other than that, I'm good."

Kathryn laughed. "Oh that's right. You've never seen the girls." She slowly pulled her blouse wide open to give me a breathtaking view. "You like?" she asked in a sexy voice.

"I definitely like." I answered. I tried to hide the eagerness, but it was exceedingly difficult.

She bent down low, giving me a spectacular view of her cleavage. Her skin was smooth and almost iridescent. I realized after a few seconds that I was staring at them like a deer caught in the headlights. 

"Now aren't these a lot better than anything we saw last night?" she asked.

"To be fair," I said pausing, "it's tough to compare. I could see a lot more there."

"Nice try Mr. Married," she laughed. She let go over her blouse and it fell back to her body, obstructing my view. 

"I was just looking," I continued. "It is the same thing as a strip club. And hell, you can get lap dances there too."

She laughed. "You do have a point," she said. "In that case, I am going to get more comfortable. This is for MY benefit, not yours," she continued as she removed her blouse and hung it in the closet.

"Hey, remember the presentations on the importance of thinking win-win solutions?" I said.

She laughed. "I'm just such the dedicated employee."

Kathryn walked over to the air conditioning unit just a couple of feet away and leaned forward to feel the cool air blow over her chest. "Ahhhh, that's so much better!" she said with a sigh.

"Wow, I was just about to say the EXACT same thing!" I said with a smile.

Kathryn laughed as she continued cooling herself. 

"You know, if that heavy, bulky bra is in the way, don't make yourself uncomfortable on my account," I added.

Kathryn laughed again. I expected her to come back with a wisecrack. Instead, she ignored me and after a couple seconds, stood back up and faced me.

"OK, Mr. Sweet-talker. This has nothing to do with any of your AMAZINGLY subtle hints, but I really am hotter than hell," she said plainly. She turned back towards the air conditioner, leaned forward an unfastened her bra.

Suddenly a chorus of angels burst into song as her breast sprang from the confines of her bra to swing loosely in front of the air conditioner. I joined them, singing, "Halleluiah! Halleluiah! Ha – le – lu – iah!"

Kathryn burst into laughter. She continued leaning forward and ran her hands under her breasts to cool them off. After a few seconds, she placed her hands against the window for balance.

"You know, the guy across the street is the luckiest son of a bitch alive right now," I added.

Kathryn laughed harder. "Oh, shut up!" She looked over to me and found me staring at her breasts.

She stood back up. The cool air had a great effect, as her nipples were standing erect. She turned to face me and laughed as I made it obvious I was ogling her.

"Hey!" she laughed, waving her hand in front of my face. "Up here"

"Oh, uhhh sorry," I said in a bewildered voice. "I felt myself being hypnotized."

She laughed and started swaying from side to side. "You are under my power" she said with a laugh.

I decided to play along, "I am under your power," I repeated in a zombie-like voice.

Kathryn broke out laughing. "I think I could enjoy this," she said with a tease in her voice. "You will give me money."

Without averting my attention from her gorgeous breasts, I reached into my back pocket, pulled out my wallet and handed her a few twenties. I didn't know if I was going to get the money back or not, and frankly I didn't care.

She laughed. She took my cash and continued. "You are falling under my spell. You will," she paused for a moment, "umm... beg!" she laughed.

I took advantage of an opening. "Please, please may I see more? Please, please?," I begged.

Kathryn laughed. "That isn't the kind of begging I wanted! Get down on your knees."

I answered in the zombie voice. "I will get down on my knees." as I got up from the chair and kneeled before her.

As I looked up at her, she stepped forward to me. Her firm stomach was inches from my face as I stared up into her gorgeous breasts and hard nipples.

"You will worship me, for I am your goddess." she said with a laugh.

I began bowing to the floor. "I will worship you, oh Boob Queen, Kathryn The Great." I answered. Kathryn roared with laughter.

"I approve, mortal, you pay suitable homage to the divine bosom," she laughed as she cupped her breasts in her hands. She then slid her hands up from under her breasts and began to gentle stroke her nipples. She briefly closed her eyes and sighed.

The teasing was driving me crazy. I became suddenly aware of the throbbing in my pants. She looked down to see my growing distress and laughed.

"Silly mortal, unable to control yourself. And you wonder why your kind is inferior," she scoffed. "I have you under my spell, where you will remain forever. You will cook for me. You will clean for me. You will ... take me shopping for shoes!"

We both burst into laughter. As the laughter subsided, she smiled and stepped closer to me. My mind raced at the prospect of what would happen next as I stared up at her.

Suddenly a beeping sound emerged from my jacket.

"Oh dammit," I scowled.

Kathryn frowned a little. "Go take the call," she said as she turned. "Besides, we need to get back downstairs anyway." The spell was broken. The opportunity was gone.

I stood up and retrieved my pager from the jacket. I recognized the number as the same one I'd given Kathryn to get me out of the meeting. I shook my head at the irony as I draped my jacket over my arm.

"Hey, when Maria gets back, call me for dinner." she reminded me.

"After this little interlude, I think we'll be a little BUSY when she first gets back," I said.

Kathryn laughed. "Have fun" she said as she held up her breasts and blew me a kiss.

Cursing my luck, I closed the door behind me and headed back to my room to return the call.



Kathryn Chronicles: Cum Olympics



I was sitting on the sofa with my coffee and ESPN on the tube (my favorite way to spend a Sunday morning) when my pulse quickened as the phone rang. I knew immediately who it would be. My wife Maria was at church and all our friends and family knew it. I picked up the phone and sure enough it was Kathryn! I knew I was in for a treat.

Kathryn was calling to brag of her latest sexual escapades. She would always call under the guise of asking for Maria, but she knew how much she got to me and clearly enjoyed it.

"No Kathryn, Maria is at church right now." I continued the charade, hoping she'd do the same. "What you been up to?"

"I just got out of the shower. I had to wash the cum out of my hair." she answered matter-of-factly.

I choked on my coffee. I had expected a little more warning before she launched into her story.

"Are you OK?" she laughed.

"Fine," I said hoarsely.

"You know, if you need help learning to swallow," she said teasingly.

I coughed and laughed. "Actually, if you could teach Maria, that'd be pretty cool."

"Yeah, she's always been a spitter. She's never really been into it. Remember what I said at your wedding about why the bride is always smiling?"

"Uhhh, no. I don't remember just about anything after the 'I do' stuff," I confessed.

"Yeah. You were pretty hammered. Anyway, the reason why every bride smiles at her wedding is because she knows she's just given her last blowjob."

"Tell me about it," I groused.

"Next time read the fine print," she laughed.

"So enough about my lack of head for the past 2 years. Who is your lucky guy?" I asked.

"Still Larry. He just left. We've been going out for a couple of weeks now," she began. "I've been having so much fun!"

"Great. You guys been doing the clubs?" I asked.

"Oh no. We used to go out, but we have more fun just staying home." she said with a seductive laugh.

I could feel the stirring in my sweatpants.

"Oh really?" I asked. I desperately wanted to hear more details, but didn't want to have to beg for them.

"Larry is GREAT. He cums like a fountain! There's a lot of cum and he shoots really far. It is so cool," she said excitedly.

"Wow, you sound like a kid with a new toy," I laughed.

"Oh, you bet! It is SOOOO sexy. I found out on our first date. He was laying back and I was giving him a handjob. I was sucking his balls and he came and shot over the side of my face and halfway across the room!"

"Wow," I remarked. "He must work out!"

"I don't think you can work out that way," she said with laugh.

"True. If you could, I could probably reach across the street." I laughed. She laughed a little bit at my joke, but it didn't get the reaction I thought.

"But he also comes a lot. After he shot out his first load, I lifted my head up and he got me on the cheek and into my mouth. He still had a lot on that second and third spurt."

"I didn't know you cared much about that," I said. "You seemed more interest in length."

"Nah – well, yeah – length is fun. But I think cumming is amazing. I don't understand it all. Too bad there isn't a college course I could take on it. I don't care about biology and all that stuff. I just want to know how cumming works."

"Cumshot 101?" I asked with a laugh. "Hey, it if is for the good of science, I'd volunteer as a test subject."

Kathryn laughed. "You are just so fucking noble, you know that?"

"I know. I just want to make the world a better place."

"So anyway, the next night I had to see him again. We went out, but I couldn't wait to get back to his place. I wanted to see if that happened all the time. Hell, I want to see if I turned him on more if he could cum farther."

"Wow, cumshots as a competition. I wonder when it is an Olympic event?" I did an impersonation of a TV commentor, "Next up, Russian Anna Onherneeza will try for the indoor record. She has a very complex routine, starting with a triple-suck and ending with a hand-double-twist."

Kathryn laughed hard. "Hey, I could bring home the gold! Sign me up!"

"You couldn't qualify," I said. "You've lost your amateur status."

"Hey, I never got paid to ... Ummm. Nevermind," she laughed. "But not my virgin status!"

"Yeah, I'm still not sure how you've managed that."

"I'm a *good* girl," she said with a very sexy, innocent voice.

"Very good - I've read about you in every men's room on the highway."

"Remember, those are only the SURVIVORS who wrote about good I am."

"So anyway, after a couple of handjobs, last night he wanted a blowjob. I gave him the works. I started just stroking his cock, but when I took off my top and started titty-fucking him, he almost came right there."

I started rubbing my now-hard cock through my sweatpants. "I don't blame him. It must have been nice."

"Yeah, he really liked it. Actually, he hadn't seen my boobs before, so he enjoyed his first show."

"He hadn't?" I asked, surprised.

"No. When we got going before, I had him going before I got undressed," she explained. "I wasn't interested in the old clutch and grab. It was more exciting for me to get him cumming then to have another guy mauling my boobs."

"So then what?" I asked trying to hide my excitement. It was really just a charade. Kathryn knew how much she turned me on, but would play "I-think-of-you-like-a-brother" angle when it suited her.

"Well I gave him a good titty-fuck, with plenty of oral action to keep him lubed," she continued. 

"Mmmmm," I responded. I immediately caught myself.

"It gets better," she continued, "bring out little Z for a little fun."

I stammered for a second and she immediately answered in her no-bullshit voice, "Oh for Crissakes, you're a guy, you do it all the time anyway. If you're not doing it now, you will later. So just fucking admit it."

I laughed. She had a point.

"Besides," she added in a seductive voice, "knowing someone else is getting off on this is exciting to me too. Like right now, I am sitting on the sofa... I've opened my towel... I've got my legs up on coffee table..." Suddenly her voice changed abruptly, "So if I can admit it, so can you dammit" 

We both laughed. Kathryn was nothing if not direct. I quickly slid my sweatpants down, grabbed a couple of Kleenex from the end table and starting stroking my cock.

"OK, I'm ready when you are," I said. We both enjoyed a laugh at this.

"So where was I?" she asked.

"You were just giving him a titty-fuck," I answered. "Lucky bastard!"

"Lucky is right," she laughed. "Not only do I know what to do, but I've got the equipment for the job," she bragged.

"What are you, a B-cup?" I asked, trying to piss her off.

"Fuck you asshole," she laughed. "I'm a D cup all the way. In fact, I am thinking of getting implants."

"Oh, but they're so perfect from what I've heard," I said.

"You've never seen them?" she asked, astonished.

"No. Just looked down your blouse when you didn't know."

"Trust me, I *always* know," she said with a laugh. "I always wore one of my smaller bras you for you. I wanted you to enjoy the cleavage."

"Trust me, I did. I've gone through many boxes of Kleenex in your honor," I said. She laughed.

"I can't believe I've never shown you the girls," she said almost to herself. "There were so many times I was thinking about flashing you. We'll have to fix that sometime. Looking only - no touch!"

"No problem!" I exclaimed. "Hey, just because I'm on a diet doesn't mean I can't admire the menu at a fine restaraunt."

Kathryn laughed. "Five Stars"

"No argument from me," I answered. I couldn't wait for the opportunity to present itself to her. Kathryn was likely to flash me the first chance she got. I was hoping it would be sometime when she wouldn't have to rush. I would want to savor the moment.

"So anyway," she continued. "God, we always get sidetracked."

"You have a distracting effect on people," I said with a laugh.

She laughed. "I've been told. How," she paused, "distracted is little Z?"

"Oh, he's standing at attention, let me tell you," I said laughing.

Kathryn broke out laughing. "Well let's not keep the poor guy waiting for release. Titty-fuck, right?"

"Yes, please," I answered.

She laughed. "So anyway, I was giving him the titty-fuck of his life. Every other time, I'd take the head of his cock in my mouth. We got into a rhythm quickly."

"He started to slow it down a bit, especially when I would be taking him in my mouth, which I think was his way of telling me he just wanted head. So I let go of my tits, took him full in my mouth and starting my best no-hands suck."

"Mmmm," I moaned, no longer concerned with keeping up appearances. 

"I decided to give him the full deep-throat. I was a little nervous though. He cums in buckets and if I wasn't ready, it could get bad. I told him he could cum in my mouth, but to warn me first."

"So I went all the way down on him. I think it was his first time, because he was really turned on and kept trying to push in further."

"I couldn't keep up the deep throating for long though. Pretty soon I went to my usual technique. I sucked on him while working the shaft with my hand. It only took a couple of minutes before he told me he was ready to cum."

"Were you able to swallow it all?" I asked.

"Actually, it wasn't easy. When he blew his load, there was a lot more than I was used to. Still," she said triumphantly, "I got every drop."

I couldn't stand the strain any more. I was just about to ask her to hold on when she "Hold on a sec, OK?" I listened carefully and heard her begin breathing more rapidly. Obviously I wasn't the only one suffering under the strain. A few more jerks and I was able to join her in orgasm.

We were both a little out of breath when she started talking again. She noticed my breathing and asked if I had just cum also.

"I was already on the edge, and hearing you cum was just too much," I answered. "Do you need a minute?"

"No, I'm good," she answered.

"So how did you get cum in your hair?" I asked.

"Oh," she laughed. "I forgot what started this whole conversation. That was this morning. I decided to wake him up in style. He was laying on his back and I woke him up giving him head. He woke up quick enough, but it took a while for little Larry to get going and my jaw started to hurt, so I had to finish him with a handjob. He shot up in the air and some of it came down in my hair."

"Well for you, that's just like conditioner, isn't it?" I joked.

"No no, sweetie," she laughed. "Cum is much too tasty to be wasted as a haircare product."



Kathryn Chronicles: Great Phone



Business was good, so good that most of us were needed in the field. Kathryn and I soon found ourselves on the road at various customer sites. While we were rarely in the same state, we usually called each other once or twice a week.

Usually we commiserated over the headaches at the customer site, the hardships of being a road warrior, or just life in general. It was always reassuring to hear a sympathetic voice. Kathryn was also good for a little phone sex from time to time also. I loved it. As I often told her, Kathryn gave great phone.

We were expected to stay at a certain national chain of hotels to get a special corporate rate. These hotels were pretty much "cookie cutter" hotels - each one like the other. They offered the same services and amenities, although some hotels had extra benefits. Sometimes I would get upgraded to a suite because of my frequent guest status (Diamond Tier, the highest). Kathryn had not been traveling as much as I had, but had still earned Gold Tier.

I was outside Atlanta and Kathryn was in Indianapolis. It was Monday night and we'd both had a tough first day on-site. 

"How's your room?" I asked.

"Very nice, I got upgraded to a suite," she said. "I could get used to this. A lot more room and they have a whirlpool tub."

"Damn," I answered. "I didn't get anything here as a Diamond."

"Well, I'm only a Gold, but I got something you don't," she paused, "or should I say I've got two somethings you don't." She laughed. Kathryn could manipulate any man. A flutter of the eyelids, a cute little pouty smile and most men just melted.

We mostly talked shop while I casually flipped through the TV channels. Finding nothing to watch, I flipped to the adult pay-per-view movies. 

"Hey, do you have Pay-Per-View movies there?" I asked.

"Yeah, the only interesting ones are the pornos," she said. "These poor people, they fuck for twenty minutes and nobody cums because of the editing. They have to be the most frustrated people on earth!" she laughed.

We compared titles and discovered they were the same movies. We were laughing at the various titles and descriptions of the "plot."

"The most important thing is on the bottom though. Running time and number of sex scenes." I said.

"Why, so you can pace yourself?" she joked. "Don't want to blow on the first scene after all, then the rest of the movie gets boring."

"Oh no," I reassured her. "I just want to make sure I have enough to drink so I don't get dehydrated after cumming that many times."

Kathryn laughed. "Oh you wish! I bet you're good for two a night. Maybe three if you've gotten plenty of rest."

"Hey, I'll have you know that I've gone four and five times. It was the best 20 seconds those women ever had, too!" I protested as Kathryn burst out in laughter.

"Hey, let's watch the same movie," Kathryn suggested. "It'll be fun to laugh at together."

We soon agreed on a movie and began and sat back to watch.

The "plot" was predictably bad, and we enjoyed a few laughs adding our own dialog to the script.

Soon the sex scenes began. The first sex scene began with oral sex.

"My specialty," Kathryn chuckled.

"Man, I miss blowjobs," I lamented.

"Every guy does after he gets married," Kathryn laughed. "That's why you need to get as many as you can while you're single."

"Wow, she's a pro," I noted in the movie.

"Yeah, I prefer to stroke while I give head," Kathryn noted. "You can take your mouth off every few minutes and just go to a handjob for a little bit to rest before you go back to sucking. See, just like she's doing now. Plus it keeps the guy going."

"Keeping a guy going? If you keep me aroused, I'm more likely to cum." I laughed.

"That's what I mean. I want to get him cumming soon, it's easier on me. If it were real fucking, maybe I'd want him to last, but if it's just head, let get the show on the road!" she explained.

"Hey, hold on a sec, OK?" she asked.

"Sure," I answered.

"Back," she said a half-minute later, "Wanted to get comfortable."

"Comfortable, as in lost the shoes, or more?"

"More... MUCH more," she laughed. "So much more comfortable this way," she paused and then added in a sexy voice, "and so much more convenient too."

The video and the phone conversation quickly had stirred my cock, so I reached down and unbuckled and unzipped my pants.

"Lost everything?" I asked.

"No, I'd just put on in a football shirt" she answered. Kathryn loved to hang out in an oversized football shirt. She didn't like sports; she just had several "souvenirs" from grateful football players when she was in High School. "But I can," she added seductively, "if you'll join me.

"Best deal I've made all month," I laughed. "Gimme a sec."

I peeled off my shirt before cradling the phone and continuing to undress. In a few seconds, I heard Kathryn ask, "Done?"

"Yep, you?" I asked as I lay down on the bed naked.

"Thought I'd wait for you," she answered seductively.

"I've already taken off my panties," she began. "But it'd be hard to tell with this jersey on. But as I lift it up, you can see my pussy. I keep pulling it up and you can see my bra. Hold a sec," she paused for a second. "OK, I just pulled it over my head and I am standing here in just a bra. It is my black lace bra, it's low cut and my boobs are spilling out. I run my hand over my boobs and squeeze my nipple. Ooh!"

I was enjoying our conversation. Unlike phone sex services, there was no doubt that Kathryn was doing what she was describing. She was enjoying this conversation as much as I was.

"I unhook my bra and my boobs just burst from my body as they are released. I drop my bra and stand here naked. My nipples need attention, so I am rubbing them gently. Mmmmmmm!"

I was stroking myself and enjoying her description when suddenly she blurted out, "Oh look!" I looked over to the TV to see the scene change to a titty-fuck. "THAT is what my boobs need right now. I want to pinch my nipples while I squeeze my boobs around a rock-hard cock! Man, that feels so good! God, it's been weeks!"

"Weeks is better than years," I said. "Maria tried it once, which was enough for her," I laughed.

"I love a cock between my boobs, especially when he cums!" Kathryn answered eagerly.

"God, you're killing me here," I laughed. I began stroking my cock to the thought of sliding myself between Kathryn's breasts.

"You know the best thing?" she continued, using her sexy voice. "When he cums I love to rub it into my boobs, ALL around. Then I take him into my mouth and clean him up. Mmmmm. When you cum tonight, I want you to imagine that. Shoot your load on my boobs and let me lick you clean. Wouldn't that be nice?"

"Oh yeah!" I exclaimed. "That would be great. I would love to tit-fuck you, but not before I got to taste that delicious pussy!"

"Oh yeah?" she asked. "What would you do?"

"Well for starters, I like to start slow by licking and caressing your thighs. I brush your pussy, but keep moving between your thighs, moving closer to your pussy and then pulling back. I want you to beg... "

"Fuck begging, I'm gonna grab your head and push my pussy into your face. Eat me you tease!" she laughed.

"I'd flatten my tongue and slowly lick all around, pressing a little on your clit with a swirling motion before I slowly spread your lips and begin to explore you with my tongue." I began.

"Oooh! Sounds SO nice," she answered. "God, I am getting so wet!"

I smiled. "Well follow along with me then. Spreading your lips, I lick your clit up and around. Close you eyes and imagine. Imagine as I gently suck on your clit. I gently rub with my thumbs and use them to spread your lips so I can press me tongue deeper into you..."

"Mmmmm," Kathryn moaned, "sounds SOOO good."

"It would be. I'd break away from your sweet pussy to nuzzle your thighs with my nose while I rubbed your clit. Then I'd return to press my tongue into you."

We continued for a minute or two before Kathryn suddenly gasped and announced she was cumming. "Mmmm, tasty," she announced as she sucked her fingers. "Nice work," she laughed.

"It would be great work," I began, "if I could get it!"

Kathryn laughed. Just then the scene changed as another girl walked into the room and without protest joined the couple. Within a minute, the many was fucking one woman while another kissed her.

"You know, this is total BS," I protested. "I've yet to find a woman who A, walks in on a scene like this decides to join in. B, a woman who, when walked in on, decides to keep going. C, a woman who'd even entertain the idea of a threesome."

"You've never done a threesome?" Kathryn asked. "Boy, you don't get out much."

"Hey, it isn't for a lack of trying!" I laughed.

"Would you," she began but stopped suddenly, "nevermind."

I had a sense where she was going, but didn't know if she was just trying to tease me or if she was seriously interested.

"Would I what?" I asked innocently.

"No. Nevermind." Kathryn answered.

"No, no. You can't start and stop like that. Ask me."

"Nevermind, it's not important," Kathryn answered.

I decided she wasn't going to say it and got tired of the game. "Are you trying to ask if I'd like to try it, or would like you to join us?" I asked.

"Ummm, well..." Kathryn hesitated. It was so funny to hear Kathryn, confident to the point of arrogance in her sexuality, suddenly stumble.

I decided to lay my cards on the table. For years, I had quietly lusted after Kathryn and I suspected the same from her, but we both had our own don't-ask-don't-tell policy. I knew that Maria would be crushed if I suggested a threesome. Maybe Kathryn would have better luck. 

"Be with the two women I care the most about, the two most beautiful women on the face of the planet?" I asked. "You know what, I would love it."

Kathryn laughed nervously. At first I thought I had gone over the top, but then she said, "You are so sweet, you know that?"

Suddenly I felt embarrassed. I've always liked Kathryn, and always fantasized at the thought of being more than just platonic friends, but casual phone sex was one thing – a genuine discussion of feelings was making me feel a little uneasy.

"You know what?" Kathryn continued, regaining her confidence. "I think it would be great. There wouldn't be any games or bullshit, just friends having fun, no strings attached. I could," she paused for a moment, "relax."

"What do you mean relax?" I asked. 

"I never relax. I have to have my guard up. A lot of guys don't believe me when I say I don't want to do anything beyond a blowjob. They want more. That's why I usually keep my clothes on," then she chuckled a little, "well, MOST of my clothes anyway."

"Imagine how much more you could enjoy yourself if you were relaxed!" I remarked. While I suspect there was interest on Kathryn's part, I wanted to build towards her actually pursuing the idea with Maria. "You could even take off your clothes. Hell, that ALONE would be amazing."

Kathryn laughed. "I don't think you'd be disappointed," she said with a little tease in her voice.

"I know I wouldn't. I'm curious to know how closely reality matches my imagination." I answered.

"Oh trust me, I'm better in real life," she said, "besides, your imagination won't get down on its knees in front of you. It can't take you in its mouth and suck until you beg for mercy. Your imagination probably doesn't swallow either."

My casual stroking of my cock and the current conversation was adding to my excitement. I slowed my stroking to keep my concentration. "Oh God, Kathryn, keep that up and I'll need the Kleenex."

"Screw Kleenex. Lay back and shoot that load wherever it lands. Just cum for me. Close your eyes and cum on my tits. I promise to lick you clean.

I stopped stroking for a minute, trying to figure a way to turn our idle conversation into reality. "What would be great is that you love oral too. It sucks to really enjoy GIVING oral and not have someone enjoy it."

"I wouldn't know," Kathryn laughed. "I've never met a guy yet who didn't enjoy getting."

"So can we set this up?" I asked.

There was a pause on the other end of the phone and I feared that I had overplayed my hand. After what seemed like an eternity, Kathryn answered, "Umm, it won't be easy. Maria and I have had blowups over my stealing boyfriends. If she thinks I'm moving in on you, she'll kill me."

"I know," I said. Actually, I didn't know much. I knew there was some sort of history, but Maria had never been particularly forthcoming with detail. She had told me that Kathryn had stolen a few boyfriends and I was smart enough to keep my mouth shut. "But I can't suggest it. She'll immediately start wondering if I am feeling disappointed, if she's inadequate, you know."

"Yeah, I know," Kathryn said. "This can't be planned. Maybe wait for the right situation and we'll see. You're married to my best friend. Nothing happens without her green light, and no way she'll let that happen without her."

"I can't imagine it WITH her though," I said. "It'd be awesome, but she still wants the lights out when it is just the two of us."

"Maybe I can sneak in," Kathryn laughed. "But year, another pair of breasts would be one set too many for her."

"And the size of yours would be hard to miss," I added.

"Who would WANT to?" she asked suggestively.

"Not me!" I answered enthusiastically as I began stroking myself again.

Kathryn laughed. Just then our conversation was interrupted as the actor began grunted and started to masturbate on the two girls on their knees in front of him. The scene faded as the next scene began.

"In porn-land, the guy always has to jerk off. Where's the fun in that?" I asked.

"But DID he cum?" Kathryn asked with a laugh. "The scene went to black. Maybe he didn't. Talk about frustrating. You suck off a guy and then nothing."

"Some girls wouldn't mind that," I laughed.

"Not me! I love cum! Cum in my mouth, cum on my tits, I love it." she added enthusiastically.

I sighed as I felt myself about to cum. Kathryn overhead this and continued, "Imagine where you'd like to cum. Would you to cum in my mouth? Should I swallow? Or is it sexier to let it run out my mouth and..."

"Oh, I'm cumming!" I announced as I interrupted Kathryn. She laughed on the other end of the phone. My body tensed as my cock unleashed its urgent load, shooting up in the air and landing on my stomach. I turned on my side and the next spasm shot on the bed as my cum rolled off my stomach.

"I wish I could lick it off," she cooed into the phone. "That would be great."

"I do too," I said. "Now we just need to find a way..."