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Sexploration

By: Charley_Ace



WARNING!

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As brother and sister go, for most of our young lives we weren't very close, Carol and I. She didn't want to have much to do with her younger brother, nor I with her. We didn't have any major squabbles; we merely ignored one another and led our separate lives while growing up in the same house.

It was during my senior year in high school, shortly after I turned 18 that the events that I'm about to describe took place. Carol, being a year older, was a freshman the local junior college, and still living at home.

Carol wasn't a pretty girl, but not ugly either, just sort of plain, but she did have a nice, slim figure. Her breasts were small, but firm and perky, and she had the nicest little ass. Should I have been looking at my sister's ass? Probably not, but I had been noticing how cute it was for several years. Damn! But I loved her little jiggle. Caused a stirring in my groin every time that she wore tight pants, and often resulted in a visit to the bathroom, or my bedroom, to spank my monkey.

Carol wasn't the only girl that I fantasized about, but I was such a shy guy that I did nothing but fantasize, and masturbate. In my own mind I was much too skinny and not very attractive, as a result I was afraid to even to talk to the pretty girls. Carol and I had something in common besides our parents; neither of us was popular with, or comfortable in the company of, the opposite sex.

Because of my lack of self-confidence, I didn't date at all, didn't even go to the prom or homecoming. Carol dated on occasion, but she never went out with the same boy more than a couple of times. Since she wasn't especially pretty, she didn't attract the attention of the boys that she really liked. The guys that did ask her out weren't the ones that she would have chosen.

Ever since I started having strong feelings for the opposite sex, I had been trying to sneak a peek of Carol's feminine features. The most exciting moment occurred when I caught a glimpse of her scurrying from the bathroom to her bedroom in only her birthday suit. That gave me such a thrill, even though I wasn't able to see much, just a fleeting glance of a couple of bouncing little titties and jiggling buns, but enough to excite me to full hardness, to be sure.

It had been common practice for several years for my parents to leave us home by ourselves when they went out, and Carol and I were never a problem for them. On those occasions I would usually go into the den and surf the web (often the porn sites), or into my room and play with myself, while Carol watched TV most of the evening.

Then came the night, that wonderful night, that changed both our lives.

The evening started out as the typical parents' night out. I went to my room while Carol stayed downstairs, plopped in front of the TV. I was lying nude on my bed playing with myself while fantasizing about Missy, one of the prettiest girls in my class, when Carol knocked on the door and asked if she could come in.

"Just a minute," I shouted, and hurriedly climbed under the sheets, my heart beating wildly at almost being caught 'meat' handed. "OK, come on in."

She opened the door, took a few steps to the edge of the bed, and sat down. I was still a bit flustered at how close I had come to being caught in the act of stroking my stiffie, but she also seemed a bit flustered and unsure of herself. The situation was very unusual and uncomfortable for both of us, as we rarely talked one-on-one.

After a few minutes of tense silence, she blurted out, "Billy, I need an honest opinion from a guy's point of view. I want to know if I'm ugly? The truth, please."

I had never thought of her as being ugly, and I answered honestly, "Absolutely not."

She had a very serious, sad look, and responded, "I must be, the cute guys hardly even look at me, and never ask me out."

I could see that she was very upset and almost in tears, and I tried to comfort her some. "I think that you're a very attractive girl, I'm not going to lie to you and tell you that you're the prettiest girl around, but you're far from ugly, and you've got a great body. You're not what I'd call beautiful, but definitely very attractive."

She beamed at my compliment. "Do you really think so? I think you're just saying that, look at how small my chest is." Her eyes drooped and she got that sad look again when she mentioned her small chest.

"I think that your tits, or what I can see of them, are just about perfect, They're not big, but I love the perkiness."

She was a bit taken back about my using the word 'tits', blushed a bit, and smiled. "Thanks, but they're not as big as some of the other girls."

"There'll always be some girls who will have bigger tits than others, besides, you've got a great ass. There aren't many girls that have a tight little ass like yours."

She was really taken aback over that one, not sure whether to accept the compliment or reprimand me for my brashness, she chose the latter. "What do you know about my ass?" She retorted with a touch of anger in her voice.

"Not a thing, other than the shape of it when you wear tight jeans, and believe me I've taken every opportunity to see as much as I can."

She was still a little shocked at my frankness, but somewhat pleased at the compliment. "Why you little pervert, what have you been doing looking at my ass?" She demanded, showing a hint of a smile on her face.

"Some guys like and fantasize about tits, I'm an ass man, and I really like yours. I know you're my sister, but a nice ass is a nice ass."

Her mouth dropped open, then she smiled. "You are a pervert, but a cute one," she chuckled. "How can I be angry with you for complimenting me like that?"

"If being a pervert means that I'm a horny young guy who tries to get a peak at his sister from time to time, I'm guilty. So, you had better be on your guard because I'm going to look every chance I get," I responded with a grin. After a pause, I added, "You know, I've never seen a naked girl, other than in magazine pictures."

She chuckled, didn't say anything for a minute or so, then got a devious looking expression on her face. "OK, since you've never seen a naked girl, how would you like to see one now?" She asked, somewhat tentatively.

I was dumbfounded, my jaw dropped open and at the same time, my cock sprang back to attention. Before I had composed myself enough to reply, she added. "What I mean is that I'll show you mine if you show me yours. I'm curious too, you know. I've never seen a guy's privates in person either, and I really want to."

WOW! My sister was offering to show me her tits and pussy, it didn't take me long to respond positively, "OK, I'm game, who goes first?" I was excited and somewhat nervous at the same time.

"You turn around and face the wall and I'll face the door. We'll both take our clothes off and turn around at the same time on the count of three. That'll be fair, won't it?"

A little childish maybe, but I figured that it was her call, I would've done just about anything to see her naked body at that point. "Yeah, sure, OK with me."

She turned around and I jumped out of bed and faced the wall. I didn't have anything to remove. I was exceptionally aroused as evidenced by my cock, which was sticking straight out, bobbing up and down with each excited, accelerated heartbeat. "I'm ready," I said, even though I could still hear movement and rustling of clothes as she was disrobing.

"Not yet," she responded, paused, and went on, "OK, I'm ready. One, two, three."

We both turned around and gaped at each other, she at my hard, bobbing cock and me at her perky tits with the very erect nipples. My eyes eventually moved down to her crotch, where I could barely see the top of her slit, but I noticed that her curly pubic hair sort of bunched up in the middle, forming a concentrated line from the top of her slit to somewhere further down between her thighs. Damn! Was I impressed, I knew that she was my sister, but she looked more like a goddess, standing there in all her naked glory. I was in awe, and more aroused and excited than I had ever been. I finally looked up at her face and noticed that she was still staring at my cock. She looked up, we made eye contact, and both smiled appreciatively.

"I've heard some of the girls talk about boys and their hard penises, but yours is the first I've seen. I can't imagine one looking any better than yours does. I-I mean I really like it."

Boy, did that make me feel good! She was a bit flushed and obviously sincere when she said it. I responded in kind by telling her, "You're so fine, your slim, slinky body is unbelievable." She could tell that I was also sincere, and grinned from ear to ear.

"Turn around, I want to see the object of my fantasies, your bare ass," I requested.

She proudly turned around and teased me a bit by wiggling her cheeks, bent over at the waist and gave me the most exquisite view of the female anatomy that any guy could have. "You like?" She asked from between her legs.

I was bug-eyed, and already had a firm hold of my cock, and I began stroking it as she bent over. "My god! That's the most beautifully erotic sight on this earth," I stammered. She took notice of what I was doing from her upside down view, and smiled.

She stood up, turned around and said, "I guess you really do like what you see." She was staring intently at my cock as I stroked it. "How far can you shoot it?" She asked just as I exploded. It squirted out directly at her, but only made it about half way across the bed, the other spurts fell short of the first. "Wow!" she exclaimed. "That's the most amazing thing that I've ever seen. I knew that's what guys do, but I never imagined just how amazing it really is."

"Do you feel good now?" She asked seriously.

"Oh yeah, outstanding, absolutely outstanding," I responded, panting heavily with my wilting, still semi-hard cock still firmly in the grip of my right hand.

She seemed extremely pleased with herself, pleased that she had such an affect on me.

"I'm pretty horny right now too, you know." She moved over to the bed, laid down and opened her legs to give herself access as she began to play with herself, one hand massaging her breast and two fingers of the other in her glistening wet pussy.

I knew that girls masturbated too, but I was fascinated watching her, and quickly became aroused again. My cock sprang back to attention almost immediately, and she was quick to notice, and gazed fixedly at it while she played with herself. I watched as she used her index and middle fingers to rub the upper part of her slit (I didn't know what a clit was at the time) in a circular motion. She did so with an increasing tempo until she climaxed.

When she had recovered, she stated, "Ooh, that was good, the best one I've ever had." After a short pause, "Do you, you know, do it very often?"

"Yes, almost every day."

"I do too, but not every day, maybe two or three times a week," she said. "It's probably not as good as the real thing, but better than nothing. Tonight was special, though, I've never enjoyed it so much."

"Me too!" I chimed in. "I assume from what you just said that you're still a virgin?"

"Yes, of course. Mom told me that I should save myself for my husband, and I intend to do just that, what about you?"

"Oh, yeah, I hate to admit it, but I'm still a virgin, too, but it's not because I'm saving it for my wife," I added with a chuckle.

I got on the bed and lay next to her, on my side facing her. She rolled over and faced me, smiled and took several long glances at my hard cock. "You don't know how much I want to reach out and touch that thing of yours, but we can't touch each other. It could lead to more dangerous things," she said, somewhat longingly.

I'm sure she sensed that I wanted to touch her in the worst way, also. She was right, though, it just wouldn't be right between brother and sister, even though it would be extremely pleasurable for the both of us.

We lay there making small talk about a number of things, both of us fighting sleep. "I guess I'll be doing a lot of masturbating until I get married . I WILL save myself for my husband." With that profound statement out of her mouth, we both dozed off for an hour or so.

Carol was the first one to open her eyes, tapped me on the shoulder and woke me up. "I can't believe that little thing was so big just a few minutes ago," she chuckled, pointing to my cock.

Having a naked girl lying next to you in bed is very stimulating and the obvious began to happen. She stared at it as in amazement as it grew. "Wow! That's really amazing the way you do that, can you control it?"

"No, it has a head, and mind, of it's own," I chuckled.

She laughed and told me that she had enjoyed our little session very much. "Would you like to do it again sometime? I mean, if I'm going to be doing a lot of masturbating, I'd like to do it with you, what do you say?"

"You bet I would, it's been great," I responded with a super wide grin on my face and a sparkle in my eyes.

She reached over and kissed me on the cheek. "Next time mom and dad go out," she stated, as she got off the bed, bent over to pick up her clothes and walked over to the door. I watched her cute little ass wiggle and jiggle as she walked away from me. She stopped at the door, turned around and saw me with my cock in my hand again.

"Can I watch one more time?" She asked, as she put her foot up onto the chair next to the door to give me a better view of her beautiful, glistening pussy. I shot my load very quickly again, this time catching my cum in some tissues. Satisfied with the show, she smiled and left the room.

Our parents would go out about twice a month, on the average, and Carol and I would do our thing each time. I loved what we were doing, but I wanted more. Each time we got together, it became more and more difficult to keep from reaching over and tweaking her tits and fingering her pussy. It seemed like Carol might have been having a problem with the 'no touch' rule, too, but I couldn't be sure.

After three or four times of the same, I made a daring move and got onto the bed next to her while she was fingering her pussy, and took a closer look. She didn't seem to mind, and when she finished, she even had me lay back, still next to her, while I stroked myself off, so that she could get a better look, too.

After each one of our masturbation sessions, Carol and I would talk, something we had rarely done before. We talked about many things, but mostly the opposite sex. I'd ask her intimate questions about girls and she'd ask me the same about boys. I think both of us were pleasantly surprised to discover what an interesting person the other was. We found that we liked one another, and enjoyed our talks almost as much as the sex. We were born brother and sister, but we became close friends, and in the process, bolstered each other's self-confidence.

As time went on, I became braver and braver. I first moved over to kneel between her legs, remaining at the foot of the bed. It was while I was in the kneeling position that I first shot my load onto her body. The first spurt actually got as far as her left tit. Most of the rest made it to her abdomen. She rubbed the gooey cum into her tits and abdomen like a skin cream, then lifted her fingers to her mouth and tasted it. "Not bad," she said smiling. "Want a taste?" She offered. I reluctantly licked her finger and discovered that it really wasn't as bad as I had imagined. Each time I came after that, she insisted that I cum on her body. She scraped it up into her mouth each time, and continued to offer me a little taste. She enjoyed the taste of my cum, and that got me even more excited, as I watched her suck it off her fingers.

Eventually, I became brave enough to where, after I came on her, I got down on my stomach with my face only inches from her pussy. I was somewhat surprised that she didn't object to it, but she didn't. I was really enjoying my close up view of her juicy pink pussy, and during one of those close-up sessions, she made a point of showing me her clit and telling me how sensitive the little knob was, and how good it felt when stimulated, as she demonstrated.

As my eyes and nose absorbed all that her pussy had to offer, I salivated, wanting to taste her in the worst way. I had heard various guys talking about eating pussy from time to time. Some of them made it seem like it was degrading or disgusting in some way, but with her pussy only inches from my face, the urge to taste it was overwhelming.

"Are you getting a good look? How about if I do this," she said one day, as she used her fingers to spread her lips in order to give me a better view of her love canal and clit.

The very next session, while I was in the pussy close-up position, she thrust her hips to get her pussy even closer to my face, I took it as a green light, and I stuck my tongue out and licked it good. "Oooh," she gasped, and did nothing to stop me, I continued to lick up and down her slit, darting my tongue in and out and up and down between her lips, until she came in a violent orgasm. Her pussy juices tasted great, I saw nothing degrading in what I had done. It was not only fun and exciting for me, but Carol found it to be extremely pleasurable, as evidenced by her strong orgasm.

"Unbelievable, little brother. I've never felt anything so good in my whole life," she said. "You're going to make some girl very happy with that tongue of yours."

"Better than your fingers?" I asked facetiously.

"You better believe it!" She then reached down and pulled me up to where we were face to face. She licked her pussy juices off my face and planted a kiss right on my mouth. "Tastes pretty good, doesn't it?"

"Nothing better," I responded.

"I'm so glad that you enjoyed what you did to me with your tongue. I've never felt so sexy, so desirable and sooo fantastic," she commented.

She pushed me over to the side and said, "Your turn little brother. I've so wanted to taste your penis; I just can't hold back any more. I know that we shouldn't be going this far, but after you licked me, I have to return the favor, don't I? I mean, it's only fair, right?" She smirked, in an attempt to justify her hunger for my cock.

'Damn right!' I thought, as she leaned over and kissed the head of my cock. "Ooh, yeah," I moaned.

"This is so hard and so perfect. I've heard that some guys have bigger ones, but I can't believe they can be any more beautiful than yours." With that she began to lick the head in earnest, lapping it like an ice cream cone.

"Ooh my Sis! That feels so great," I exclaimed. My words encouraged her to take the head into her mouth, and she immediately began moving her head up and down, giving me head. What a feeling that was, not only was she stimulating me with her mouth, she never looked more beautiful to me as her head bobbed up and down, her lips firmly encircling my cock.

It didn't take long before I grunted, "I'm going to cum, Sis." Instead of pulling away, she bobbed her head even faster, and POW! I exploded right into her mouth in the most violent and pleasurable orgasm that I had ever had. She swallowed as much as she could, but not being accustomed to it, she let some dribble out of the side of her mouth and down my shaft.

When she was sure that I had finished spurting, she lifted her head and licked the remaining cum off my shaft. The self-satisfied expression that she had on her face told volumes about how much she enjoyed what she had done for me. She moved herself up, and planted a passionate kiss on my lips.


Sexploration Ch. 01



"Doctor Harden, we are ready to begin."

Doctor Steven Harden looked at Alice. Alice Chong was his young assistant. She was an Asian woman in her early twenties who happened to have one of the most gorgeous bodies in the world. She had the face of a supermodel and the body of a pornstar. Unlike most Asian women, Alice was gifted with a pair of huge breast that were round, firm and without any sag. Even now, those two lovely orbs were pushing against her white blouse desperately trying to escape her cleavage. 

Doctor Harden started to feel the first signs of erection as his eyes admired this Asian sex goddess. If only he wasn't married. Still, he had nothing to complain about. His wife was just as good looking.

"Doctor Harden?"

"Oh. I'm sorry Alice," he said raising his eyes from her breasts to her face. "I was just thinking about... about my long weekend."

Alice smiled. "Four days of vacation will do you good doctor Harden. You've been working way too hard these past few weeks."

"I know. And my wife agrees. She's the one who was insisting on this vacation. She's so worried about me. It is really fortunate that our friends left for Europe and are allowing us to spend some time in our villa. You should see that place. It's almost a palace rather than a house. Maybe one day I'll invite you there."

"Probably not," he thought to himself. "My wife might get jealous. Alice is the only one who could match her beauty. Well, except our daughter of course." 

"That sounds great," said Alice.

"What sounds great?"

The young woman laughed. "You simply can't concentrate today doctor. Me coming to that big house sounds great. But I doubt that it will happen."

"Why? Do you have plans for this weekend?"

"No." He could see that she was upset, even though she tried to hide it. "I... I don't... I was about to tell you that we are ready to proceed."

"Ah yes. So lets begin."

They entered into the main lab. In its center stood a large cube made from super resistant glass. In the cube there was a large stone. Various tools and instruments suspended on long, mechanical arms entered into the box from outside. All around the cube there were consoles with joysticks and buttons used to control the metallic arms. 

"All we are waiting for doctor is your word."

"Then you have my word."

A lab technician sat behind one of the consoles and activated one of the mechanical arms. This particular arm had a large circular saw attached to the end. The saw started turning, slowly at first, but after few seconds it was rotating at full speed.

The stone was a meteorite. A farmer found it on his field few weeks ago and sold it to the institute. The rock glowed in the dark and emitted strange radiation. For the past few weeks doctor Harden and his team attempted to solve the mystery of this very unique meteorite. So far they got plenty of questions and very few answers. Today was the big day. After learning everything they could from watching the meteorite's surface, they were going to cut it open.

The arm with the saw lowered itself to the stone. Sparks flew as it touched the rock. For a moment doctor Harden was afraid that the meteorite will prove too hard, but the saw managed after some struggle to penetrate the surface.

Alice leaned over one of the computers. It was connected to sensors inside the cube. There was a chair next to the computer, but rather than sit Alice bent over the keyboard instead. Her position caused her perfect ass to stick high into the air. From his position doctor Harden has a very good view of those two lovely buns.

"It's hard as hell," Alice said without turning from the monitor.

Doctor Harden looked down at his crotch. "It sure is."

The saw kept cutting. Alice was transfixed by the data appearing on the screen. She was oblivious to everything. "It seems that it is empty inside."

Doctor Harden barely registered her words. By now most of his brain power was focused on imagining himself fucking that sweet ass. Sure he was married, but there was nothing wrong in having fantasies.

"Looks like it was empty, but I don't sense any changes in the atmosphere. I think that it was airless vacuum," Alice continued to report her findings.

He imagined coming up to her from behind, ripping off her panties and sliding his dick deep inside her asshole. He closed his eyes. Now Alice was in the same position, but totally naked. The heat in the lab caused her body to shine from perspiration. He was naked too. His dick was pounding that fantastic ass while her sweaty tits jingled back and forward, back and forward, back...

"Finished!" the technician operating the saw yelled. The horny doctor snapped out of his fantasy.

"This is curious," Alice commented while ordering the computer to print the data. When it was done, she pulled the paper from the printer and approached her boss. Doctor Harden was grateful for the lab coats they were wearing. They did great job at hiding erections.

"How does it look?" he asked. 

"We have to do mineral analysis, but the meteorite is just an empty shell, like an egg." 

"This is strange. If it is empty, how did it survive the landing?"

"I know. And look at this doctor Harden." She pointed something on the sheet and he came closer. His face was just inches away from hers. He could smell her perfume and natural body smell. It caused his member to harden again. "Some sort of energy was released when we cut it. But I don't know what this energy was."

"And the radioactivity?" asked doctor Harden.

"This is weird too. The radiation vanished the moment the energy was released."

He took the paper from her hands and studied it for a moment. "These readings are interesting. Very interesting indeed." That last comment was made to himself rather than his assistant.

"I know doctor Harden. Are you going to study it over the weekend?"

He smiled apologetically. "Sorry Alice, but I made a promise to my wife that there will be no work this weekend. I'll go over this when I come back."

"Very well doctor. I'll study it over the weekend so that when you come back I will have full report for you."

"Heavens no Alice. It's the long weekend. Four days of vacation. Do something fun."

"For me this is fun." She sent him a smile and walked away. Doctor Harden kept staring at her, or rather her lovely ass swinging from one side to another.





Sexploration Ch. 01



What was it like the first time you had an orgasm?

For me, even though I had been having sex since fifteen, I didn't know what a real orgasm was like until I was 18. I loved sex! But I knew there was something missing. I think that this is also why I got so into satisfying my partner, I didn't want them to feel bad just because I was broken.

I was in college, and pent up with loads of frustration thanks to a recent brake up and a tease of a friend that I carpooled with. She knew I had the hots for her and she used that to her advantage all the time. I constantly imagined pinning her to a wall and showing her what her games were going to get her.

One morning, she's feeling extra devious and she's bragging about going to a car show that she knew I would have died to be at. She's showing me pictures and gushing about people she had met when she comes across a close up of an older gentlemen. I'm surprised because well she is married and he is so not her type. 

"Who is this?"

"Oh that's just George," she replies. Well hell George does fun things to my panties I need more detail! Lol

Well within the hour I have details and she actually starts getting text messages from him while we talk. By the end of the week I have his number and we agree we have to meet up because we have a common love for old cars, music, etc. 

I met him after a long slow day at school when I had nothing but my imagination to run wild. We were calm and cordial, since we weren't alone but there was instant heat. He was a BiG guy and I needed to know if he was big all over!

We arranged for him to pick me up that night, and the tension in that car in the way to his place was so thick. I couldn't wait until we got to the house to find how how thick he was! I started rubbing his leg and up to his growing erection through his jumpsuit and he was pretty speechless that I was coming on to him so hard. 

We got to his place and we backed off the sexy stuff while he gave me the grand tour, which of course ended in the bedroom. Oh and when he finally stripped bare I was wide eyed and a little terrified! He was at least twice as big as my exes had been. But my mouth was watering! I wanted to conquer that bad boy.

We were kissing and I was playing with his cock and I decided screw it I'm going for it. So teasing my way down to it I grinned at him and asked "think I can take it all down in one try?" Well I gave it my damnedest! Just before he was about to blow he begged me to stop for a second and he had me flip to the 69 position. While that was loads of fun I could tell he was holding out on me, and I was having trouble reaching the peak.

I flipped into cowgirl position and readied myself to ride that big cock in my tight little anxious pussy, and oh did it stretch me so far! It felt like forever before I bottomed out and he was bright red and breathing like a freight train I was so tight and he didn't want to lose it before we had even started.

As I started rocking back and forth on his cock I leaned down to kiss him and the taste of my pussy juice on his lips sent me into a frenzy. I rode him hard fast and furious trying so hard to finally cum... When he beat me to it. I groaned and whined a little, but it was too late. Feeling a little defeated I slumped next to him and hoped he hadn't noticed.

Well that's one thing about being with an older guy, they're smarter and wiser lol. He knew what had happened and he wasn't letting me out of there without some satisfaction.

He started talking to me calmly, quietly, and sexily, opening me up, finding out my dark little secret, and then he asked me to do the naughtiest thing. He wanted me to play with myself! (No I never had) I didn't think I could do it with an audience, but when he started using my fantasies against me, I couldn't help it, I had to cum so bad!

So while I had my eyes closed, and his voice in my ear painting a picture of being teased and played with by my first female crush, I started letting my fingers wander...

And oh my god when that orgasm finally broke free! Well it made us both so horny that we ended up fucking again before he took me home. :)

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I'll be more than happy to keep going with this series if I think people are interested.



Sexploration Ch. 01



His thrusts became faster. The table started shaking and squeaking. Mary's breasts jumped up and down widely. She had to grab the edges of the table to remain stable.

"Yes. Yes. Yes. I'm so fucking close. Your whore of a mom is fucking close to cumming. Are you baby? Are you ready to shoot your load?"

He was. Billy came, and came, and came. His hot seed soon filled his mother's cunt and started gushing outside. The presence of his hot semen inside her was enough for Mary. She came soon after her boy.

"Oh shiiiiiiit. I'm cumming all over. Aaaaaaaah. You mother fucker, you made me come again. Here it cuuuuuuuuuuuuuums!"

The spent mother closed her eyes to savor the moment. She felt Billy pull out of her and place her legs down. "Oh Billy. This was the best fuck I ever had. We..." She opened her eyes and looked around. Billy was gone, but how did he left so fast without making a sound? "Billy? Billy, are you here!?" There was no answer.

"Am I going crazy?" Mary asked herself. "I just fucked my son, did I?" She looked down and saw cum slowly flowing out of her pussy. There was some cum on her body as well. This was not a dream or hallucination. But where did all this semen came from?

The confused woman looked around the kitchen. "Gosh. I need to clean this place. And I need to find Billy. But first I must take care of myself."

She picked up her torn dress and her sandals, and completely naked walked to her room. She had plenty to do, and plenty to think about.



Sexploration Ch. 02



Doctor Harden stopped the car in front of the mansion. He got out with Billy and the two opened the trunk. As they started pulling out the grocery bags, the door to the mansion opened and Mary walked out. 

"Hi honey," her husband greeted her.

"Hi," she replied mechanically and without emotion. Doctor Harden couldn't put his finger on it, but there was something strange in his wife's voice.

Billy grabbed one of the bags and sprinted past his mother, happily covering two steps with every jump. Mary turned around to look at him and kept staring even after the young man disappeared behind the front door.

"Steve," she called at her husband while he was passing her with a grocery bag.

"Yes sweetie?"

She looked at him. Her face was blank, but he could detect tension hidden behind her mask.

"At what time you left?"

"You mean to go for groceries?"

She nodded.

"I don't remember."

"Try to remember. It's important." There was a hint of tension in her voice.

"Did something happen?" By now he was starting to feel concerned.

"Please. Just try to remember at what time exactly you left."

He remained silent for a moment, trying to recall their departure. "Between 10:40 and 10:50," he finally said.

"Are you sure?"

"Positively dear."

"But not after eleven?"

"I'm sure of that."

Mary remembered that her encounter with Billy took place few minutes after eleven.

"Was Billy with you all the time?"

"Of course he was."

"And he didn't come back to the house at any time?"

"No."

"And you kept an eye on him all the time?"

"Mary, why are you asking all these questions? Did something happen?"

"No, of course not." She sent him a totally unconvincing smile. "Everything is fine. Go take groceries. I'll come soon and then we'll eat."

He didn't believe her for a moment, but something told him that there was no point in inquiring any further. He left and Mary remained behind, waiting. She didn't have to wait for long. A moment later Billy came back. She stopped him.

"We need to talk."

"Sure mom."

"We need to talk about that thing that happened."

"Sure." Puzzlement appeared on his previously jovial face. 

"About that thing in the kitchen."

The confusion on his face deepened. "What thing in the kitchen?"

"You know what I'm talking about," his mother pressed.

Billy shook his head. "I'm sorry mom, but I don't know."

Mary looked carefully at his face and into his eyes. She knew her son very well. He was a lousy liar. Right now he appeared totally innocent. He either just learned how to be a superb actor, or he really had no idea what this was about.

"Look, forget it. It's nothing. Go help your father with groceries." She waved him away and went for a walk in the garden. She had to rethink again about what happened in the kitchen. She was afraid that she was loosing her mind.

After washing the cum from her and changing into a new dress, she went around the house looking for Billy and calling his name, but there was no trace of him. She stopped by her daughter's room, but Nancy hasn't seen Billy either. She thought that maybe he was hiding from shame, but now she just learned that he was in the town with his father all this time. But that hot fuck session in the kitchen was not some sick dream or hallucination. She really did have sex. Or did she? By now she wasn't sure of anything.

***

Nancy Harden was sleeping in her room. After arriving she had unpacked and decided to go for a swim in the swimming pool. She had three different bikini costumes. She had started trying them on one by one, when a combination of heat and fatigue from the long trip made her so sleepy that she just had to lie down and take a nap.

Right now she was lying on the bed in her red bikini. Nancy was a beautiful young woman of twenty. Her body was almost a copy of her mother's. Many porn stars would kill for a body like hers. Her breasts were slightly smaller than her mother's, but they were still very big, perfectly round and very firm. Nancy had a face of an angel (or a supermodel) that at this moment was partially covered with her raven hair. Just like Mary, Nancy had black hair, except that while her mother's went halfway to her back, Nancy's ended at her neck. 

Something woke her up. Some sort of presence gently pulled her out of her dreams. She opened her eyes, brushed her hair aside and, still very sleepy, looked around. Her father was standing close to the bed. Nancy closed her eyes again and gave out a slight moan of pleasure while she stretched her sexy body.

"Hi daddy," she said in a sleepy voice.

There was no reply. She slightly opened her eyes to check if her dad was really there, or was it just a trick of her still half asleep mind. It was no trick. He kept standing there without moving a muscle. His face was completely blank. Nancy was still too sleepy to feel surprised at his behavior. She closed her eyes again.

"Is there something you want daddy?"

Silence was her only reply. Suddenly, she felt a hand touching her ankle. At first she ignored it, thinking that her father was touching her by accident, or wanted to get her to wake up completely, but then the nature of the touching changed. The hand started slowly and sensually sliding upwards, taking its time to admire the girl's smooth skin. Her father never touched her like this before. 

Nancy immediately opened her eyes, and the shock hit her like a hammer blow to the head. Her father was completely naked! How did he take off his clothes so fast? Just few seconds ago she saw him fully dressed. In fact, his clothes were nowhere to be seen. And for that matter, how did he get inside? Earlier that day she had locked her room after her mother burst inside asking if she had seen Billy.

These questions quickly rushed through her head, but right now she had other things to worry about. Her eyes were transfixed by her father's naked body, and especially one particular part of it.

Steven Harden was forty-two years old. He always took good care of his body and worked out regularly. Although he was a brilliant scientist, and therefore a nerd in a sense, he had the body of a professional athlete. His impressive muscles were not the only thing that was impressive about him, however. Right between his legs there was the biggest penis Nancy had ever seen on a man. It was a massive meat pole with big, bulging veins that had to measure at least twelve inches. At the moment, this magnificent, horse sized tool was fully operational and ready for action. It stood erect and throbbed hungrily, like some beast anticipating a meal.

Nancy felt a wave of lust overtake her body. It was so powerful and sudden that it had to be unnatural. Sure, to some extent it was normal for a young woman to feel horny when seeing a cock this size within arm's reach, but not to that level. And especially not when that cock (beautiful and tempting as it might be) belongs to your father.

Nancy knew that the lust inside her was wrong, even sick, and totally unnatural, but she could do nothing to control her body. Her nipples stiffened in a matter of seconds and became clearly visible through her bikini top. Her pussy started filling with lubricating juices. A wet spot appeared on her bikini bottoms and grew larger by the second.

"Oh," she gave out a quiet moan of lust. Her eyes never went away from her dad's lovely fuck tool. She was staring at it like a little kid at a lollipop. "Daddy, what the fuck is going on?" she whispered trying to hide her lust, but doing a poor job at it.

Doctor Harden sat down on the edge of the bed. He still remained silent and his face still looked like a mask made from stone. By now a large droplet of precum formed on the tip of his meat. Nancy watched it with sexual fascination. She wanted to taste it, but it was a forbidden thought; he was her father after all. You are not supposed to drink your dad's precum.

The man took his daughter by the shoulders and gently raised her into sitting position. His arms went behind her back. Nancy remembered how he used to hug her when she was a little girl. Back then she felt so happy to be in those powerful arms. She felt the same way right now, but for a different reason. 

His massive cock accidentally touched her belly. She could feel on her skin the heat coming from the huge penis. The cock throbbed against her flesh. She licked her lips from excitement. Her pussy was by now overflowing with juices. The precum on the cock was smeared on her belly. It felt so good, although Nancy thought that it would feel even better if it was smeared on her tongue instead. She closed her eyes to better savor the moment.

And then she realized that her daddy was not hugging her, or at least that was not his objective. His hands were on her back busy with something else. She felt his fingers untying her bikini top.

"Daddy, no." Before she could act, her top was taken away and thrown to the floor. Her bare melons with their hard nipples pressed into her father's muscular chest. "Oooh," she moaned from the pleasure caused by the sensation.

Doctor Harden made her lie down again. Nancy immediately placed her arms on her chest to cover her lovely breasts. Despite the sexual hunger raging inside her, some part of her still felt shame at being exposed like this before her father. Her dad then placed his hands on her bikini bottom and tried to pull it down. This caused the girl to regain some measure of self-control. No matter how horny she was, this was still her father and what he was doing was wrong. She shut her legs as tightly as she could to keep her bikini in place. 

"No daddy. This is bad. You must stop."

Her daddy replied by grabbing the bottoms with one hand and tearing them away with one swift move. Nancy gasped at this display of power. She was afraid, but it also turned her on. 

Doctor Harden's fingers immediately started exploring his daughter's pussy. Like her mother, Nancy kept her womanhood completely shaved. 

"Daddy no. Stop," she said pleadingly, although her voice betrayed that there was a part of her wanted for him to continue. She brought one arm away from her huge rack and grabbed her father's hand, trying to push it away. It was pointless. He was too strong.

While his daughter was struggling with his hand, doctor Harden entered one of his fingers inside Nancy's hot, wet, steaming cunt.

"Oh god. Daddy, this is so wrong," she said half moaning. Desperate to stop the incestuous finger fuck, she grabbed her dad's arm with her second hand. This left her tits uncovered and free for her dad to admire, although his face still betrayed no emotion.

Nancy was not strong enough to push her father away. Or perhaps she didn't want to be strong enough. He had no difficulty with sipping a second finger inside her. His free hand grabbed one of Nancy's huge tits and started playing with it. The girl was in heaven. 

"Oooh. Dady. Oooh. This is so wrong. Stop. Ooooh. Daddy. Stop putting your fingers in there." 

He slipped his third finger inside her. His fingers started pumping in and out a little faster. "Oooh. Feels so good. But this is bad. Ooooooh. Yes. Oooooh. Fuck my cunt. Oooooh. No, stop daddy. Oooooh. Yes. Yeees. Fuuuck me." A fourth finger penetrated inside Nancy. At this point the girl was nearing a climax. Whatever qualms she had about sex with her father, they were gone now. "Ooooooh. It feels so good. Do it faster. Oooooh. Shit. Shit. Shiiiiiit. Daddyyyyyyy. Oooooooh. Do it harder. Do it faster. Ooooooh. Fuuuuuuck meeeeee."

The four fingers were now sliding in and out of the girl's hot, juicy and welcoming pussy at much faster tempo. Her dad left her big breast alone and started playing with the other one. Nancy still kept her hands on her father's arm, but by now she was no longer trying to push him away. Her small hands, empowered by intense sexual pleasure, tightly squeezed doctor Harden's powerful arm. Nancy's eyes were closed and her feet were constantly moving on the bed. 

As the finger fucking increased in speed and strength, the girl needed only a short moment to achieve her long desired orgasm. "I'm going to cum daddy. Ooooooh. Your little girl is going to cuuuuum. Oooooooh! Oooooooh! Your little whore is cummmming. Oooooh. Fuuuuuuck! Here it... Oooooooooooooooooooh! Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck! Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeees!"

Her cunt walls clasped tightly around his fingers. Her pussy juices rushed outside. Her body went into multiple orgasmic convulsions. It took her a long moment before her body calmed down. Finally, after a long moment, when she was back to normal, Nancy was lying on the bed with her legs spread wide open, eyes closed and a blissful smile on her face. That was one of the most intense orgasms she ever had. Perhaps the fact that it was her daddy who gave it to her was the reason why.

She felt something touching her lips. She opened her eyes and looked dreamily at her father's massive cock happily throbbing up and down right next to her face. Daddy wanted to have his horse sized meat sucked, and his little girl was happy to oblige. She licked the large head few times and was delighted to savor the taste of daddy's precum. She then kissed the tip playfully and giggled.

"Oh daddy. You're hung like a fucking horse. Do you want your little girl to take you into her mouth and suck your dick clean?"

Daddy slowly, very slowly, nodded his head. This was the first time she saw some sign of life appearing on his face. Nancy was delighted.

"Oh daddy. I love you so much. And just to show you, I'm going to suck your dick dry."

She took him in her small mouth. He was so big. Nancy closed her eyes to enjoy the moment. Then she started to move her head up and down while making loud slurping noises. Her position was uncomfortable, however. She couldn't give a good blowjob while lying on her back. After a moment of heroic effort she decided to stop and make herself more comfortable. 

"Daddy, sit on that chair." She pointed to a chair standing nearby. Daddy didn't move. "C'mon daddy. Sit on the chair so that I might blow you better."

Doctor Harden finally obeyed. He sat down on the chair, but he did it slowly and with hesitation. Nancy wondered what was wrong with him, but she was just too preoccupied with lust and cock hunger to think much about it. 

As soon as he was sitting, Nancy was on her knees in front of her dad. She grabbed his giant meat with her small hands and started quickly, but tenderly and lovingly, stroking it. 

"Look daddy. Look. I'm jerking you off," she giggled again.

He put his hands on her head and started guiding it towards his cock, but it was not necessary. She immediately lurched forward like a hungry animal and took his penis in her mouth. Her head went up and down as fast as it was possible. At the same time both of her hands were used to jerk him off. Even when engulfed by the girl's eager mouth and jerked off by her talented hands, parts of the monster still remained exposed. With this type of enthusiastic cock sucking service, it was not going to take long before doctor Harden was going to shoot his load. 

Nancy kept on sucking this delicious, tasty meat like a mad woman, when she felt him swell. A second later doctor Harden's first cum shot entered his little girl's mouth. Then a second, and a third, and a fourth, and it just went on and on.

His loads were humongous. Nancy was struggling to swallow them all, but it was a loosing battle. She had to pull him out of her mouth or risk drowning in paternal semen. The cock continued erupting with hot jizz. Nancy guided this twelve inch long hose to her breasts and watched with delight as massive loads of hot sperm splashed on her busty chest. She just loved the sensation of hot, sticky fluids spilling over her melons and her hard nipples.

"Oh look daddy. Look. You're coming like a fucking fire hose," she said giggling while her hands kept on furiously beating his ejaculating meat. She wasn't going to let him go until every single drop of cum was milked out.

Like all good things, doctor Harden's eruption had to eventually come to an end. Nancy grabbed her cum soaked tits and started rubbing the semen all over her chest until her melons were glistening from a coat of fresh sperm. 

"Look daddy. Your cum is all over my tits," she said that in a voice of a little girl who just got a gift from her dad. In a way she just did. And she was about to get another one.

Doctor Harden grabbed her by the hips and lifted her up until her vagina found itself just above his very big and still very hard tool.

"Oooooooh," Nancy moaned when her father started bringing her body downwards, impaling her on his huge pole. The giant head slowly parted the girl's swollen cunt lips. The meat entering her was very thick. She never had a cock this size inside her. Fortunately, her pleasure hole was well lubricated and doctor Harden's piston had no trouble sliding inside. Inch by inch, Nancy was allowed to slide down on the huge penis. This slow penetration combined with the object's thickness was enough to make her come.

"Oh shit Daddy! I'm cumiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing! Ooooooooooooooooooooh! Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck!"

Her father gave her few seconds to enjoy her climax. Then, while her body was going through the last orgasmic convulsions, her grabbed her sweet, lovely ass and started pushing her up and down. His powerful arms had no problem lifting her body.

"Ooooooh. Daddy. This is so good. You're so strong. Oooooooooh. Shit. Oooooooh. You're going to make my cum in no time. I love you daddy. Oooooooh. I love you. Oooooooh. Do you love me daddy? Do you love your little whore? Oooooooh. Fuck me. Ooooooh. Do you like fucking me with that bug fucking cock of yours?"

He was slowly picking up speed. Nancy placed her hands on his shoulders and decided to simply relax and enjoy the ride. Her feet were kicking in the air. Her big jugs followed her movements, bouncing up and down. Doctor Harden lowered his head and tried to grab one of the nipples in his mouth. It proved impossible due to the fact that Nancy's breasts as well as Nancy herself were moving up and down too fast, but he managed to lick one of the nipples every few seconds.

"Ooooooh. God this feels good daddy. I love having your big dick inside me. Oooooooh. Lick my tits daddy. Fuck me faster. Fuck me harder. Make me come you incestuous bastard. Oooooh. Oh, I'm sorry for calling you names daddy. Ooooooh. Fuck me daddy. Ooooooh. Faster! Harder!"

Her pleas were ignored. Doctor Harden kept pumping his daughter at his own comfortable speed. Truth to be told, he was using his little girl as a masturbatory device. Nancy somewhat resented this treatment, but the giant cock entering in and out of her hot, juicy and hungry fuck hole simply felt too good to complain. In fact, it didn't take long for the stunning brunette to climax again.

"Oh my fucking god. Oh sweet fucking Jesus. I'm going to cum again. Ooooooh. Fuck. Ooooooh. I'm going to cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuum! Gooooooooooooooood!"

Nancy's body went into convulsions. It looked as if she was having an epileptic seizure. Her hands let go of her dad's shoulders and she fell backwards. Her father automatically and mechanically adjusted his position, so that he could keep on fucking Nancy even while her head was almost touching the floor. His powerful cock kept on relentlessly thrusting inside his precious little whore thorough and beyond her orgasm.

While in her new position, once the climax was over, Nancy watched in disbelief her pussy and the meaty tool that was pumping her non stop. 

"Well fuck me daddy. You're just don't get tired, don't you? You're like a machine. But that's ok. Oooooh. Yes, it is daddy. I love you. Ooooh. This feels so nice. Oh yes. I love you daddy. Keep fucking me. Oooooh. Keep fucking your little girl. Oooooh. I'm your whore daddy. I love you and I... Ooooooh. And I want to be your little whore. Fuck me hard daddy. I want your horse sized cock inside me. I want you all. Ooooooh. I... Ooooooh. I want you to cum in me. Shit, fuck, this feels good. Fuck me daddy. For god's sake, fuck me hard. Oooooh."




Sexploration Ch. 02



I am a very naughty, very sexual girl. Sometimes that comes at a price! I get distracted, my work suffers, I lose sleep. I'd been trying for a couple of weeks not to let my sexual urges rule my life. However, every girl has her breaking point! When I found mine, I just couldn't resist getting in touch with my favorite dominant friend. After a couple drinks at my girlfriend's house, I began to text him.

He asked how I was doing and I told him I was good. Then, I told him I could really use a workup. Now usually I know better than to try to top him from the bottom, but I suppose that the dry spell was making me feel adventurous and craving a little danger. He ordered me to come to his place. I was shivering with eager expectation and hastily replied I would be there soon!

Once I arrived we wasted no time. Almost immediately, we started kissing as he worked my breasts and ground his big cock against me. He held my hands behind my back and told me keep them there. I was vibrating with anticipation as he kissed my neck, breathing in my ear that I was a very naughty girl and should be careful what I ask for. I tried helping him as he began to undo my pants; I got a firm swat on the ass for moving without permission. As his fingers felt the silk of my panties, he groaned. I was hot and wet and no amount of fabric could hide it.

I was panting as he slowly rubbed circles over my clit. He pushed against the material so that it got even more soaked. He pulled aside the offending garment so that he had direct access to my now dripping pussy. His fingers spread my juices all over my lips. My knees buckled when his finger slowly parted and then penetrated my folds. I was moaning constantly in his ear as he just teased me mercilessly.

Then he dropped his pants and pushed me to my knees. Oh, his cock looked so good, mmmm....

I licked and sucked his cock, taking it down the back of my throat. The taste of his pre-cum made me even wetter. My hands were still behind my back which thrust out my heaving chest. While I was sucking and releasing his dick in my mouth, his hands found my breasts. As he pulled and tugged my nipples, I got his cock so deep in my throat that I could stick out my tongue and touch his balls. He groaned, throwing his head back in pleasure. Then he pulled me up by my hair so that I came up off his cock with a pop!

He pulled me up until I was standing, then spun me around and gave me a smart smack on my ass. My pants had slid down to just above my knees. My juices were dripping down my leg. I slowly bent over and shook my ass at him, waiting like a bitch in heat. Taking his time, he rubbed his big tool up and down along my crease; then at once penetrated my tight pussy. It'd been such a long time since I'd been filled, I groaned as he slid it in me. He teased me at first; didn't pump it in and out, just stretched me open and then stood still. I began working my Kegal muscles, trying to milk his cock.

This provoked him to become aggressive. Soon, all I could do was just hold on tight while he pounded me hard, deep, and fast. I felt my pussy walls contract tight and then explode with the force of my orgasm. I squirted out around his cock and the juices soaked my thighs. My body wanted to go limp, but he was relentless and kept going, driving his hard cock into me.

When my knees finally buckled, he pulled out of my sore wetness as I slid down into a sitting position. He hadn't cum yet, so I eagerly swallowed down that piece of meat. Covered in my juices, it was a most delicious and satisfying treat. He tipped up my chin and looked in my eyes. Just before he came, his eyes closed tightly, and then he let out a yell while the force of his orgasm shot his load of cum deep into my throat.

I slowly swallowed down every drop of the deliciousness. Fully satisfied, I promised myself I wouldn't be so stubborn and wait so long before seeing him again! After all, life should be about balance, not about denying your true nature.



Sexploration Ch. 02



Doctor Harden picked up speed considerably. He was slowly nearing his own explosion. Nancy, having sensitive vagina and being very orgasmic, was brought to the edge and then over it almost immediately.

"Oh. Oh. Fuck. Here it comes. Again. Fuck. Oooooooh. Oooooooh! Ooooooooooooh! Jeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesus!" 

While Nancy was still climaxing, doctor Harden changed position. He stood up and started fucking his little darling from above. Nancy's head, shoulders and arms were now on the floor, but her lower body was up in the air. Her dad grabbed her feet in his hands and savagely pounded her from above. His ass was moving up and down frantically, as if he was trying to nail his little girl to the floor.

"Oh yes. Oh yes. You like it. You like fucking your little girl. I'm your little whore daddy. I love you. I want you to fuck me hard with this horse cock of yours and cum in me until my cunt overflows with your cum. So fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me!"

Her words and non-stop fucking achieved the desired result. She felt the already humongous cock swell inside, and then a flood of hot seed entered her womb. The cock was now a volcano spilling out a massive flow of cum. Even though her pussy was pointing at the ceiling, the semen overflowed and came outside. Small streams of hot jizz started descending towards her belly and tits. Even though Nancy just came a short moment ago, the hot sperm pumped into her caused her to explode for the last time. 

"Oh god. Oh god. Oooooooh. Oh god. This is... This is... Oooooooh. Oooooooooooh. Oooooooooooh! Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck meeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

The ejaculation eventually ended, and the softening cock was pulled out from her gooey cunt. Her dad gently lowered her upper body to the floor. Nancy closed her eyes for a second to enjoy the bliss that always followed her orgasms. 

"Daddy, this was the best fuck I ever got. I hope we can do it really soon," she said opening her eyes. But her daddy was nowhere to be seen. "Daddy? Where are you?" She asked playfully, thinking that her dad was hiding somewhere. There was no reply.

Her room was small and there no place for a grown man to hide. There was a bathroom though. The tired, but happy, girl stood up and entered the bathroom. There was no one there. She then went to the door to her room and tried to open it, but it was locked. You could only lock the door from inside. Even if her dad left, he could not close the door behind him. So where was he? Could it all have been some sort of erotic dream or fantasy? Semen was still dripping out of her tired, worn out vagina. And her torn bikini was lying on the floor. Whatever happened here, it was real.

Nancy slowly walked towards the shower. She had to clean herself up. There was a lot of sweat and cum on her body that had to be washed away. She also had to make some sense of this situation.



Sexploration Ch. 03



Around mid afternoon the Harden family sat down to dinner. It was a strange affair; both women behaved unusually. Mary kept pretending that nothing strange was going on, but the more she pretended, the more her husband could see that something was troubling her. She was observing Billy with a strange look in her eyes. Doctor Harden could not comprehend what was behind this look, but he was certain that he had never seen his wife look at their son this way. 

Billy noticed it as well. His mom turned her eyes elsewhere every time their eyes locked, but he noticed that she was studying him.

"What's with mom?" he asked himself in his thoughts. "Did I do something? She mentioned something about something in the kitchen." 

Poor young man tried very hard to recall anything bad he might have done, especially anything that involved kitchen, but no matter how much he forced his brain to think, nothing came back to him.

And as if Mary's strange mood was not enough, now Nancy started to act weird. Doctor Harden noticed that she kept sending him funny looks. She also touched him. Nancy was sitting next to him and on few occasions she put her hand on his shoulder or leg. The contact was very brief and the girl quickly removed her hand, but her touch was strangely warm and intimate; too intimate for a daughter touching her father.

Doctor Harden kept telling himself that he was imagining things, but he could never completely convince himself. And although he was not sure, he thought that at one point he caught Nancy staring at his crotch. No. That was impossible. Why should she do such a thing?

After the dinner was over, the kids were tasked with cleaning the table and taking care of dishes while Steven took Mary to another room.

"Honey, I'm worried about you."

She smiled, but it was not a very convincing smile. "I'm fine Steve. Everything is ok."

He looked deep into her eyes. She tried to withstand his silent examination, but after few seconds Mary had to turn away.

"You are lying to me." It was a stern statement of an obvious fact and not a question.

"Don't be silly." She giggled nervously. "I'm just tired. And I have many things on my head."

"Like what?"

"Oh, you know. Things back home. Things at work."

Doctor Harden knew his wife well enough to know that he won't get the truth out of her through hostile confrontation and questioning. It was preferable to help her relax and wait until she was comfortable enough to tell him on her own. It was time to change tactics.

Doctor Harden came to her and encircled his arms around her waist. "You worry too much sweetie." He planted a loving kiss on her forehead. "Let all these things go. That's why we came here; to relax and forget our problems. It is a vacation after all."

Mary smiled. This time her smile was sincere. "You are absolutely right. We should have some fun."

"That's the spirit," doctor Harden answered jovially. "What do you want to do?"

"I don't know. You pick something."

"Hmm. How about we go swimming? That pool outside looks huge."

His wife took a second to think it over. "I don't feel like it."

"Very well. How about sauna?"

"Yes. That sounds great."

"Then lets go."

***

The sauna was, like most saunas, hot and steamy. Doctor Harden was sitting on a bench. His wife was lying with her head resting on his knees. They were making small talk when Billy walked in. He was naked, except for the towel wrapped around his waist.

"Hi. Do you mind if I join you?"

"Not at all," his father replied.

Mary sat up and made sure that her towel was wrapped tightly around her. Although her towel covered all the intimate parts of her naked flesh, and even though Billy was right now unable to see any part of her that he was normally not able to see in everyday circumstances, Mary felt very uncomfortable being seen like this by her son. After her experience in the kitchen she was wary about exposing any part of her body before him.

"Where is Nancy? Is she going to join us as well?" asked doctor Harden.

"I think I saw her near the pool," his son replied. "I don't know if she's coming here."

The two men, or rather the boy and the man, started talking about school, doctor Harden's work, sports and other subjects. Mary threw in few words here and there, but for most part she sat quietly. At first she listened to what was said, but her attention soon switched to her son's half naked body. As far as she could tell, he looked exactly the same as he did in the kitchen. Of course, her examination could not be totally complete because of the towel he wore.

"I wonder how big my baby's cock is." She immediately scolded herself for thinking such thoughts, but the image of her son's member could not leave her mind. Whenever she closed her eyes, she could see it plainly in her imagination. She remembered how it felt to taste it and lick it. How it felt to take it inside her mouth and feel the big veins covering it with her tongue. In her mind she saw it sliding in and out of her vagina and recalled how wonderful it felt. 

Mary caught herself daydreaming. She opened her eyes and forced herself to listen to the discussion. But as she listened, her eyes became glued to Billy's sweating, muscular body. He was so gorgeous. Mary felt the urge to come up to him and kiss his boyish face. And then to start licking his sweat, starting at the chest and letting her tongue slowly trail down to his stomach before tearing that stupid towel away and licking the sweat off from his massive meat and impressive balls. She would get it clean, as well as nicely hard and throbbing. She had to lick it good in order to get it well lubricated so that there would be little difficulty in inserting it inside her hungry, wet pussy. She closed her eyes and imagined herself straddling Billy and riding hard on his big cock while he and his dad kept talking as if nothing unusual was going on. 

The horny mom snapped out of her fantasy only to realize how aroused she was. Her nipples were hard and her pussy was flooding. She had to get out right this moment. The longer she remained in that small room with her almost naked son, the greater the risk she ran of somehow betraying her condition. Besides, there was no point in staying. She was not going to participate in their boring discussion. 

"I'm sorry guys, but I had enough sauna," Mary said while hurryingly making her way towards the door. "You two can stay here and keep talking."

"Are you sure honey? Do you want me to come with you?" doctor Harden asked in a worried tone of voice. He could see that his wife was acting strange again.

Mary blushed. "Of course I'm all right sweetie. I'm just tired from all this heat. You two can stay here. Don't worry about anything."

She opened the door and left, but not before unconsciously licking her lips after catching the last glimpse of Billy's sweaty, muscular body.

***

Mary quickly made her way to her room half walking, half running. Once inside, she sat on the bed and almost cried. Her body was still aroused, and it made her feel ashamed.

"Why am I reacting this way? What is happening to me? A mother should not think this way about her son, even if he does have a big, tasty cock that shoots buckets of delicious cum. Oh my god. Why did I just think about that?"

She happened to notice that the door to the bathroom was opened and saw the shower door inside. It occurred to the horny mother that a shower might be a good idea. Right now she felt like a bitch in heat. Perhaps a cold shower could snap her out of it. Plus, she had to wash the sweat off her body anyway. 

Mary allowed the towel to drop to the floor and walked naked into the bathroom. She turned on the shower and adjusted the water's temperature until it was pleasantly cool. She then entered inside and started washing her luscious body. 

The water felt so good on her naked flesh. She immediately started to feel better. Her soapy hands roamed all over her body. She turned her back to the shower to enjoy the sensation of cool water splashing on her back and neck and closed her eyes. Her hands started washing her big breasts. It felt good. Her fingers locked on her hard nipples and started playing with them. At first she did so merely to wash them, but the pleasure derived from touching her hard, pointy nipples was so intense that she kept on doing it. 

The nipple play lasted for a long moment. Mary kept her eyes closed. She became completely lost in the sensation. Eventually, her right hand slowly slid downwards towards her womanhood. It was an unconscious action. Her mind did not even register the hand closing in on her vagina. Al that the horny woman was aware of was the pleasure and the desire for more pleasure.

Her right hand reached the vagina and started rubbing. Mary opened her eyes and looked down. She was surprised, but also content. It felt good and she needed some sort of release. Perhaps it was better to masturbate rather than keeping those feelings inside.

She leaned against the wall and closed her eyes again. She slid a finger inside her and started to slowly push it in and out. At the same time her left hand started squeezing and twisting her breasts.

It felt so good, but it was not enough. Her pussy was burning and flooding. She was in too much heat to take things slowly.

The masturbating beauty quickly slid a second, a third and then a fourth finger inside her. That felt four times better than before. Her fingers went in and out faster and faster.

"Aaah. Aaaah. Feels so good. Aaaaaah. Yes. Aaaaaaaah. So fucking good. More. More. Moooore."

Mary cupped her left breast and brought it to her mouth. Her head dropped and her sensual lips wrapped themselves around her nipple. She started sucking on it like a little baby.

Due to the intense arousal and the stimulation that her fingers and her mouth were providing, it took only a moment for the gorgeous MILF to come. She moaned like crazy while her lips remained locked on her nipple.

"Mmmmm. Mmmmmm. Mmmmmmmmmmmm. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm."

The orgasm hit her like a lightening bolt. Her body became rigid, and then relaxed again. Mary slowly allowed herself to slide downwards with a big, content smile glued to her face. She sat down and spread her legs. For the moment she was too weak to stand.

"I just hope that this will take away my mind from Billy," she said to herself.

However, it was not to be. Thinking about Billy brought back the memory of their encounter is the kitchen. She recalled how his young cock was pounding her pussy, how he licked her cunt and how she sucked on his hard member until he came in her mouth and she drank his youthful semen. It was a very pleasant memory, and it got her pussy burning all over again.

"Jesus," she thought to herself as her hand started rubbing her vagina. "What is happening to me? I crave sex. I want to fuck so badly and I want to fuck with my own son."

Mary fought a battle within. One part of her wanted to masturbate and come and come and come until she couldn't anymore. Another part wanted to leave and do other, non sexual things. The two sides remained locked in conflict all the while Mary was slowly rubbing her fiery pussy. 

She happened to spot a candle standing on the nearby bathtub. The candle was long, thick and had an egg shaped head. It reminded her of a penis. Seeing it, an idea occurred to Mary's naughty mind. She quickly stood up, turned off the shower and wiped herself dry with a towel. Then she took the candle and went to the bedroom where she made herself comfortable on the bed. 

She brought the candle to her lips and kissed it playfully. "Hello there little fella," she said playfully as if talking to a puppy. "You're going to make me a very happy woman. I have a friend who is just dying to meet you. Let me introduce you to her."

Mary brought the candle between her legs and started to rub her sensitive pussy with its egg head. It was crazy, but she was horny and her pussy was in dire need of some good pounding. She had left all her sex toys at home and her husband was busy talking with Billy.

"Mmmm. Billy," she moaned when the candle entered inside her. Her cunt was so wet that there was no need for lubrication; it slid inside with almost no friction. Then, the pounding began for good.

Mary worked the improvised dildo furiously while her other hand was busy pleasuring her nipples. The candle was smaller than Billy's cock, but it was of respectable size and it felt much better than her fingers. 

The memory of Billy's cock caused her to fantasize about her son. In her mind she saw him on top of her with his giant dick thrusting in and out of the very cunt that gave him life eighteen years earlier. Mary knew that it was sick to think about her son like this. She tried to think about her husband and other men, but it was no use. Every single time her imaginary partners took the shape of Billy just after few seconds. Eventually she gave up and allowed herself to go. Maybe this was what she needed?

"Aaah. Yes Billy. Aaaaaah. Fuck your mommy. Fuck me good baby with that giant cock of yours. Aaaah. Aaaaaaaaaah. Baby, you're going to make me come. Make me come baby. Mommy needs your cum inside her so that she can come. Aaaaaaah."

Reality disappeared. Everything ceased to exist. There was only her sex starved cunt and the candle. Her hands moved faster and faster. In her imagination, Billy was picking up speed.

"Aaaaaah. Aaaaaaaaah. Shiiiiiit. Aaaaaaaah. Fuck me baby. Fuck your bitch mother. I need your cock so bad. Aaaaaaaaah. Fuuuuuuuck. Aaaaaaaaaah."

Mary's hands became a blur. She was fucking herself at top speed. It took only a moment for her to climax.

"Fuck. Fuck. Here I come. Here I cum. You made your mother cum you motherfucker. Here I cuuuuuuuuuuuuuum! Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck! Yeeeeeeeeeeees!"

Her juices ejaculated from her fuck hole and coated both the candle and her hand. She just had one of best orgasms of her life. It was almost as good as the ones she had with Billy back in the kitchen. It took her few minutes to recover. Much to her dismay, she was still horny.

"Oh god, no. I'm in heat. Maybe if I fuck myself one more time, then I'm going to be all right." 

The poor, horny mother had to masturbate four more times before her arousal evaporated. Each time she tried another position and a different piece of furniture. After her last orgasm, she felt too tired to do anything. Her body needed rest. She took a second shower, changed the bed sheets, and then took a nap.

***

After Mary left, doctor Harden and Billy spend close to an hour together talking about this and that. Eventually, Billy excused himself and left. Alone, doctor Harden took off his towel and, naked like a newborn baby, stretched out on the bench. The heat was suffocating and sweat was running on him in streams. But it felt good. He closed his eyes and relaxed.

It came from nowhere. A wave of lust rushed through his body. He felt his penis swell and rise rapidly. He looked down and saw his mammoth tool pointing at the ceiling and throbbing.

"What the hell?" 

This was weird. He didn't thought nor did anything sexual. So why was his body reacting this way?

The bewildered doctor closed his eyes again and tried to relax. It was no use. He tried to think about something disgusting and unsexy, but his efforts were in vain. His body was disconnected from his mind and acting on its own. His dick was by now throbbing like crazy and ejaculating a tiny, but steady stream of precum.

"I guess I have to take care of my baby," doctor Harden said as his hand wrapped itself around his meat and started stroking. 

His self pleasuring lasted less than a minute before the doctor opened his eyes. Some sort of sixth sense told him that he was not alone. 

Indeed, he wasn't. Next to him stood Mary and Nancy. Both were completely naked and starring at his cock with hunger in their eyes. 

"Sweet, holly Jesus!" the doctor yelled. The shock at seeing these two women there and naked while he was masturbating caused him to fall from the bench.

"Jesus! Mary! I can explain," he screamed while looking around for a towel. Since there was none within arm's reach. He desperately, and unsuccessfully, tried to hide his erect tool with both hands.

"Listen." He was red from embarrassment, but he also managed to regain enough of his senses to try to recapture control over the situation. He sat back on the bench and switched the tone of his voice from scared to accusing. "You shouldn't walk in on people like that. I thought that the door was locked." Indeed, it was. It could be opened only from inside. So how did these two gorgeous women got inside? "And why are both naked anyway?"

It was only now after asking that question that it finally hit him that the two ladies were naked. Of course, he saw their nude bodies right from the beginning, but his mind was too shocked to register their nakedness. Now, he just realized how strange it was that his naked wife and naked daughter were standing right in front of him. 

His already lustful penis went nuts. The two women were divinely beautiful and made for fucking. Both mother and daughter had almost identical bodies and very similar faces. Doctor Harden couldn't help but notice their parted vaginal lips that were visibly moist, and it wasn't sweat, although their bodies were wet from perspiration. He could clearly smell their pussy juices. Their giant breasts were full and swollen, as were their hard nipples. The two ladies kept on licking their sensual lips. 

"What are you two doing here? Nancy, put something on yourself for god's sake."

There was no reply. The two females kept staring at his penis as if it was a twelve inch candy and they were kids desperate to suck on something sweet.

Mary was the first one to move. She sat down next to her husband, took his head in her hands and kissed him. Doctor Harden was too surprised to resist. Their tongues met and danced. It felt like heaven. After only a brief moment he forgot about the outside world. His hands left his penis and went to his wife's eager body. His left arm wrapped itself around Mary's think waist. The right hand went to one of her breast and started to play with the huge mount of flesh. They both continued to kiss passionately.

It took a moment before doctor Harden registered something wet around his penis. He broke the kiss and looked down. Nancy was jacking him off with both of her small hands while her small, soft tongue caressed his large penis head. 

His first instinct was to stop her. She was his daughter after all. But his horny body stopped him from acting. After all, Nancy was a fabulously beautiful, young lady, and if she wanted to suck his dick, then why not let her? Sure, it was incest. But he wasn't forcing her into anything. Besides, he desperately needed to come and the girl's tongue was right now providing the right stimulation.

"Oh, yes baby girl. You suck dick like an angel and your soft tongue feels like heaven. Go ahead Nancy, keep sucking daddy."

Doctor Harden gently took his wife's chin and gave her a quick kiss. "Go down there and help her," he said and planted another kiss on her moist lips.

Mary smiled and sat next to her daughter. Her hands went to her husband's member. One hand grabbed his huge balls and started fondling them. The other hand placed itself just above Nancy's fingers. The young girl removed one hand from her father's cock and wrapped it around her mother, so that her fingers could reach Mary's big breast and play with it and the hard nipple.

The two women kept on gently and slowly stroking the man they loved. Even with two hands jerking it off, doctor Harden's cock was so huge that there was plenty of meat left for the females to lick, suck and kiss. Their tongues explored every exposed inch of it. Sometimes the tongues met and for a moment explored each other, but the object of their admiration was always the cock. 




Sexploration Ch. 03



Thanks so much to jetdriver68 for being an amazing editor! 

Hello again...

Well I've told you about my first orgasm...I've told you about how I gave in to my base desires and let my dominant friend give me a proper working over... but would you like to know what happens when I am all alone? Would you like to fantasize with me? Imagine what it would be like to have me thinking of you while I pleasure myself?

It has been such a long hard day for you. You're sitting back...relaxing... and reading this story of this young woman who in turn is all alone...

At the end of my day, all alone, I wander aimlessly through the rooms and get ready to finish the evening. I couldn't see you today, and now I have to deal with this throbbing in between my thighs... I shut off all the lights in the front of the house and make my way to my room. I start to casually shed my clothing, but after I have removed my blazer... and the low heeled pumps...I think of how you would enjoy watching me undress and strip off the practical things I have to wear to school and work.

So I slowly unbutton my blouse. Ten small pearl buttons down the front of my crisp linen top. As the fabric parts you would get glimpses of my skin. Then I shrug the top to my shoulders and cast you a flirty glance. Your eyes would blaze at me, command me to continue.

Next is the side zipper of my navy pencil skirt. Slowly I ease it down opening the side panel and then the fabric slides over and off of my full hips. Yours eyes hungrily devour my body as it is reveled to you inch by inch.

My hands reach behind my back and unfasten the clasps of the lacy half cup white bra releasing my full breasts. The straps are trapped at my bent elbows, and you still can't see my nipples. Your eyes half close as you wait with anticipation. I give in to the hunger I see and I drop the offending garment to the floor. My nipples have pebbled with arousal and stand up from my breasts dark pink and proud.

I use my hands to tease you, slowly cupping each full breast giving the nipples a flick with my fingers which elicits a groan from my lips. Fingertips slide very lightly down my torso and then catch in the elastic waist of my white silk panties. Instead of immediately taking them off I lower them just enough for you to see the curve of my mons and then my hands dip inside the fabric. When I gasp and my eyes shutter close you know that I am being naughty and that I have touched myself. You'd be breathing hard and your knuckles would be gripping the chair ready to come help me if I really needed help getting the panties off.

I hook my thumbs in the side and ease them over and off of my hips bending over, my breasts swinging and swaying as I removed my panties. One foot and then the other step out and then my hands are caressing my calves, my knees, and then my thighs as I straighten back up. I'm ready to be done teasing... I grab my robe and cover my body which is starting to chill because I am all alone. I think I need a relaxing bubble bath to ease the self induced tension.

Wrapped only in my white terry cloth robe, I go into the bathroom, pick out my favorite bath gel, turn on the water and allow myself to be mesmerized by the forming bubbles. 

I pick out some mellow music and a cool drink to sip in the tub. Next, I get some candles and light them in the bathroom. With the lights off, the room is illuminated only by the soft, sensual flickering of the candles.

Soon enough I'm feeling the effects of my surroundings. Dropping my robe, I stand there for a moment in my glorious nakedness. I breathe in deeply, taking in the enticing scent of the candles. A shudder runs down my body as I imagine you enjoying the sight of my nudity.

Stepping into the tub, I feel the bubbles against my skin, imagining it to be your hands caressing and wetting my skin -- setting it on fire. Sliding down, I begin sponging myself, watching the water pouring onto my well rounded breasts, my tanned shoulders, and running down my firm legs... 

Taking a handful of bubbles, I caress them onto my breast, feeling the nipple, touching its softness, and yet feeling it harden beneath my fingers. Moving my hand slowly lower to my abdomen, I glide the water across it, loving the feel of silkiness as I do this. Not yet ready to touch myself there, I bring my hand to my other breast and give it the same attention.

Slinking further into the tub, I relish the feel of the warm water. I close my eyes, pretending to be in your arms. I imagine you kissing me, gently at first; planting kisses all over my body -- on my forehead, my cheeks and nose, and then to my cherry red lips. Oh, I can almost taste you... 

Your hands press into my breasts, just as I am doing now. Then, one hand remaining on my breast, the other slowly moves downward to a place hidden from view... My hand moves in the same direction...I let my hand explore the valley between my legs. Still, with thoughts of you deeply imbedded into my head, I imagine you to be the one caressing me. My breathing becomes heavier...

Allowing a finger to slide into the valley between my legs, I can almost feel it to be your tongue... slipping slowly up and down my lips, halting at my clit and applying a little bit of pressure; I begin to feel it tingle. Feeling myself become even more inflamed, I head back down and decide to part my lips and enter; knowing if I had your big cock to fill me up I'd be in heaven... 

I can feel the desire building deep inside -- throbbing, begging to be released... 

Deep in my thoughts I am taking you into my mouth...sucking the hardness that is you... feeling you, tasting you, delivering to you the same madness that you are bringing to me. Slipping one of my fingers into my mouth, I suck it as though it were your shaft... slowly at first, then taking it all into my mouth. I suck hard and pretend I am drinking in your juices... I picture my tongue wrapping itself around your cock, sucking you hard. Sliding my tongue softly down to just the tip, I slip my tongue around it savoring the firm hardness that is your head. Mmmm, a soft moan escapes from deep within me. 

The finger of my other hand is still deeply embedded in my pussy, pushing me to the brink of ecstasy; but I need to feel the fullness that only your huge engorged cock can bring. In an attempt to do this, I slip another finger into my pussy and continue the rhythm. Bringing my hand back to my breast, I squeeze my nipple, knowing how delicious a tiny nibble from you would be at this moment. 

Hearing myself moaning and breathing heavy, I realize I'm about to explode... 

My fingers moving feverishly, sliding in and out of my hot, wet pussy, in and out, fucking myself, rubbing against my clit... 

Just then I feel myself tighten around my fingers. Oh God, I cum to such an explosion that my whole body rocks from it!

Well I hope that was as fun for you as it was for me...



Sexploration Ch. 03



With one hand on his balls, two hands jerking him off and two feminine tongues and lips pleasuring his meat, it didn't take long for doctor Harden to explode. It came when Mary was sucking on his giant penis head. He closed his eyes and threw his head back. 

"Oh yes bitches. Oh yes. I'm coming. Take my seed bitches. Take my... Aaaarghhhhh."

Mary tried to swallow all of it, but there was just too much. She had to close her mouth and pull back. Two giant loads shot into the air before Nancy, unable to watch such good, tasty cum going to waste, came to the rescue. The young girl quickly wrapped her mouth around her father's cock and remained there until her dad's gun ran out of ammunition.

The girl, however, did not swallow all of the semen. She kept some in her mouth and decided to share it. She brought her lips close to her mother's. The older woman opened her mouth eagerly and Nancy kissed her, pushing her tongue and torrents of cum inside her mother's awaiting mouth. The two women kept kissing for a long moment. Their mouths and tongues kept on making wet noises. 

Most of the cum was swallowed by the incestuous duo, but few drops escaped Mary's mouth, ran down her chin and fell on her huge breast. Nancy saw them and the mouth followed. First she licked her mom's chin. Then she went to the giant, cum stained tit. She removed the semen with few licks. Then she started kissing the breast until her lips happened to land on the nipple. Immediately, the girl took the nipple into her mouth and started to pleasure it inside her mouth. 

Doctor Harden watched them with fascination. At first, he didn't even realize that his dick was erect again. Once he did realize his condition, he looked down with surprise, but also joy. He was not used to recovering this fast, but then again, neither was he used to watching his naked daughter sucking on his naked wife's nipples. 

"Excuse me ladies." The two women looked at him, but Nancy continued to suck on Mary's nipple. "I am terribly sorry to interrupt you, but I think that my friend here is ready for some loving," he said pointing at his twelve inch friend.

The two females stood up and gently forced doctor Harden to lie on his back. Then, Nancy kissed his throbbing cock few times and licked it clean of the precum that was steadily oozing out. Once her father's might tool was clean and lubricated, she positioned it right below her juicy cunt. 

"Are you sure that this is all right with you baby?" doctor Harden asked his daughter. "I am so big that I might hurt you. Perhaps you are not used to..."

Nancy paid no attention to him. She allowed herself to slide down, impaling herself in the process on the huge meat. Her vagina was hot, tight and wet. It felt wonderful. Her father moaned in ecstasy. Although his wife was pretty tight, Nancy was even more so. As the girl started to rise and fall, it felt as if she was going to tear the skin off from his dick. 

"Oh yes baby. You are a cock hungry, cum hungry whore, just like your mother. Go take daddy for a ride."

The girl rode her father hard. Her giant breasts bounced up and down. The intense heat and fucking caused her body to sweat intensely. Her body glistened with moisture. All over her naked flesh, droplets of sweat were descending downwards. 

Her dad placed one hand on her perfect, round ass. The other hand went to one of her big jugs. Doctor Harden fondled it with delight like a little kid before switching to the nipple. He took it between his fingers and started to squeeze and play with it. 

Nancy closed her eyes, but otherwise, she showed no reaction. This was somehow unnatural. Although he had never seen his little girl have sex before, doctor Harden expected her to moan and scream and praise his lovemaking skills. Instead, he got total silence. Maybe she was not enjoying this? 

Mary was sitting next to them and watching. Her hand was gently caressing her husband's muscular chest. He turned his face towards her. "Honey, are you okay with...? Well, with this?" he asked pointing at Nancy who was riding his dick like a cowboy on a rodeo.

Mary replied by getting up and placing her pussy above her husband's face. Then, she sat down, facing her daughter. Doctor Harden grabbed her ass and brought her pussy to his mouth. His tongue began exploring her cunt lips, before entering inside her. Her juices and sweat mixed together and poured inside his mouth. He loved to lick his wife down there.

Due to his position, doctor Harden was unable to see much beyond Mary's ass and pussy. It didn't take long, however, before he heard the sound of kissing. Apparently, Mary and Nancy were making out. He felt sad at not being able to see those two gorgeous women kissing each other passionately while their hands played with each other's breasts, but at least he could enjoy his dick inside his daughter's pussy and his tongue inside his wife's cunt.

The threesome kept on fucking for quite some time. Doctor Harden felt very virile after coming once. But all good things must come to their orgasmic end eventually. He started to feel the familiar feeling in his balls. His orgasm was fast approaching. Desperately wishing to satisfy the women before coming, he gently bit on his wife's clitoris while one of his fingers entered her asshole. He knew from experience that this was guaranteed to send her over the edge.

Mary came suddenly, but without screaming or moaning, which was unnatural for her. She grabbed her daughter's face and French kissed her while her body was experiencing orgasmic spasms. Somehow, the climax had to pass to Nancy because she came as well. Her orgasm was as silent as her mother's. Her young pussy tightened around her father's cock, causing him to come as well. Doctor Harden's moans of pleasure were muffled by Mary's vagina. A volcano erupted inside Nancy, and streams of hot semen mixed with her warm juices poured outside her vagina and cascaded down to her father's balls.

When their orgasms were finally over, Mary got up, as did Nancy. The exhausted father and husband closed his eyes and remained lying where he was. After few seconds he opened his eyes, only to see that there was nobody but him in the sauna. At first he assumed that Mary and Nancy left, but they couldn't get out this fast. Besides, he didn't hear the door open, and it made a loud cracking sound whenever it moved. There was no way that he could not hear them leave.

After a moment of hard thinking, he came to the conclusion that the whole affair was just a dream. Being a rational man of science, it was the only explanation he was willing to accept. And it made sense. He simply fell asleep, had an erotic dream, ejaculated, and then woke up. Except, if that was the case, then why did he have vaginal juices all over his face and penis? They sure as hell didn't come from his body.



Sexploration Ch. 04



Mary was in her room. She was standing in front of a mirror and trying out different dresses, hoping to find something nice to wear. No matter what she tried, nothing was able to please her. She couldn't figure out what she wanted, so she restlessly went through her wardrobe, changing from one costume to another.

Her husband walked in when she happened to be between costume changes. At the moment she was wearing her white panties and a white bra that struggled to keep her big breasts contained. Her long, curly hair was tied into a bum.

Her beauty made her husband's heart stop. He walked to her and placed his hand on her butt. Her ass cheeks were nicely round and very firm. Doctor Harden felt his member getting hard. His hand started to slowly massage Mary's ass. 

He looked down at it with love and longing. During their twenty years of marriage Mary allowed him to fuck her in the ass only a handful of times. Maybe he was going to get lucky tonight. 

Mary, however, was not in the mood for sex, much less having her asshole fucked. She was tired from her masturbation marathon, and, despite having masturbated like crazy, whenever she got aroused, she still had fantasies about her son. 

"Stop," she commanded.

Doctor Harden removed his hand. But he was not going to give up this easily. His hands went to Mary's shoulders and started massaging them.

"You have to relax honey." He kissed the back of her neck. "We're on vacation. We're supposed to have good time. How about we have some good time right now?" He sent her a wink to make her understand what he meant by "good time."

Mary understood him perfectly. She was also quite certain that she was not interested in having good time, or at least not the type of good time her husband was suggesting.

She grabbed his hands and forcefully pushed them away from her shoulders. "I need to go to the bathroom." The tone of her voice made it clear to doctor Harden that his proposal was rejected. 

"Mary, wait." He stopped her as she was about to open the door to the bathroom. "I want to know what is going on. What did Billy do?"

He saw a flash of fear in her eyes. Now he was certain that whatever the problem was, Billy was somehow involved.

"What do you mean? Billy didn't do anything," Mary denied, but her voice betrayed her.

"Don't lie to me woman," he struck back sternly. "I saw the way you were staring at him all day long. I was then in the sauna when you fled. Why don't you just tell me what happened? Are you afraid that I'm going to be angry at him? That I'll punish him? I promise that I won't."

Mary looked at him helplessly. She knew that he meant well. But what could she tell him? That her son had fucked her senseless this morning? That, judging by the evidence, he actually didn't and the whole event was merely some sort of sick fantasy dreamed up by her sick mind?

She opened the door to the bathroom and walked inside. "Nothing happened between me and Billy. Now, I want to be left alone." She closed the door without waiting for reply.

Doctor Harden hurriedly approached the door. He was not going to let her avoid him like this. He wanted to go inside and keep on pressing the issue. He was infuriated to discover that the door was locked.

"Mary! Open the door," he commanded while violently struggling with the doorknob. "You hear me?! Right now! Open the door!" 

Silence was the only reply. He knocked violently few times. More silence. He started pounding with his fist. Again, silence. He was about to try to kick the door down, when it occurred to him that he was taking things too far. Just because his wife was in bad mood, it did not give him the right to kick down doors, especially when these doors were in a house that did not belong to him. Furious, he walked out of the room and made sure to slam the door behind him with as much force as possible.

***

Doctor Harden found his son on the tennis court. He was playing, or rather trying to play, basketball. The owners of the house, like most conservative, rich, old folks, had no interest in basketball, and therefore no place to play it. Billy, who loved that sport, was forced to practice on their tennis court.

"Billy, do you have a moment?"

"Sure do. What do you say we play a game?" he asked jovially.

"Maybe later son. Listen, I have to talk to you."

"Ok."

"What happened between you and mom?"

"Nothing," Billy protested with a mixture of surprise and annoyance.

"Look, you can tell me. I promise. I won't get mad."

"Dad, I swear I don't know. Mom doesn't want to tell me."

"What do you mean?"

"She's upset about something. She kept asking me about the kitchen. And she keeps staring at me with a really weird way."

"Kitchen?"

"Yeah. After we came back from the store this morning, mom asked me about something that happened in the kitchen."

"What happened in the kitchen?"

"I don't know. Something must have happened there, but I don't remember anything. Mom didn't want to tell me either. I swear I don't know anything. Mom's been acting strange today."

Doctor Harden stared intensively at Billy's face and his eyes. He knew his son very well, and he knew that he was telling the truth.

Eventually the father smiled and put his hand on Billy's shoulder. "Don't worry about it."

He left his son alone with the basketball and made his way to the kitchen. He hoped to find some clue there, or have some sort of revelation or perhaps have a flash of insight into the problem. But he didn't. The kitchen looked like an ordinary kitchen and he left it as perplexed as before. Not knowing what to do, he went to the living room, sat down on a sofa and turned on the TV.

He couldn't watch. Or, to be precise, his eyes were watching, but his brain was not registering the images on the screen. The only thing he could concentrate on was Mary. He was so lost in his thoughts that at first he didn't even hear the phone. Once he did hear it, he allowed it to keep on ringing. It was probably for the owners of the house. After few rings the answering machine turned itself on and he heard the standard "hi, we are not at home so please leave a message" type of message. Much to his surprise, the voice that followed was familiar.

"Doctor Harden? This is Alice Chong. This is very urgent. I need to speak to you. I know that you made it clear that you don't want to be bothered, but I believe that you might be…"

He picked up the receiver. "Hallo? Alice?"

"Doctor Harden? I'm sorry to bother you but this is an emergency."

"I'm sure you wouldn't call if it wasn't. How did you get this number, by the way?"

"You left it with the director so that he could contact you in case of emergency."

"Ah yes. Of course. I forgot about that. Ok. What is this about?"

"Doctor Harden, are…"

"Just call me Steve."

"Yes, of course doc… I mean Steve. Are you and your family feeling well?"

This question surprised him. What did it have to do with anything?

"Yes, I feel fine."

"And your family? Is everyone healthy?"

"Alice, what is this about?"

"It's about that meteorite. Or to be precise, the energy it released. We have reasons to believe that you might have been affected."

"Well, I feel fine."

"And your family? Have you noticed anything unusual?"

He sure did. Mary was acting strange ever since they got here. But he was sure that whatever the reason was, it had nothing to do with the meteorite. Besides, he was not going to discuss his martial problems with his assistant. 

"Everything is fine."

"I'm glad to hear that. I don't know how to say this, but it appears that the energy from the meteorite is following you."

"Excuse me?" He could barely believe what he just heard.

"I wish I could be more clear, but I'm afraid that it is hard to explain without showing you our scanner results."

"Well, once I come back I'm going to look into this."

"Actually… Actually, I would like to come to see you."

"I'm on vacation. Can't it wait?"

"I prefer if it didn't. The energy might be affecting you and your family."

"How could it affect me? It dissipated after we opened the meteorite."

"That's the problem doctor Harden."

"Call me Steve."

"Yes. Steve. It didn't. It was following you. It still might."

This was crazy, but doctor Harden told himself that perhaps this was what he needed. Maybe he was being too forceful with Mary. Perhaps the right thing to do was to step back and let Mary deal alone with her issues – at least for a time. Meeting Alice and examining her ramblings about alien energy could take his mind off his wife. Besides, he thought with a smile, Alice was a very attractive woman. What if her presence could make Mary feel jealous?

"Very well Alice. When would you like to come?"

"I plan to leave the city around noon. I should arrive in the evening."

"All right. Do you know the address?"

"No."

Doctor Harden gave her the address and detailed instructions on how to find the house. He regretted his decision immediately after putting down the receiver. Alice's presence was more likely to make Mary furious rather than jealous. And he did promise himself and his family a vacation free from work. Still, what was done was done.

***

Nancy was sitting on a chair in her room and reading a book. It was a romance novel she picked up shortly before going away on vacation. It was late at night and the young woman was ready for bed. She was wearing only her white panties and a white t-shirt. She only wanted to finish reading the chapter before going to sleep.

It came suddenly and from nowhere. A wave of passionate lust hit her body like a hurricane. A tingling sensation formed in her womanhood and spread all over her body. When it reached her breasts, her nipples stiffened in matter of seconds and became clearly visible through the fabric of her shirt. Her pussy started flooding with juices. 

At first Nancy assumed that her condition was caused by the text in the book, but that couldn't be the cause. The book was not very erotic and the part she was reading right now was rather plain and rather unromantic. In fact, her condition was very similar to what she had already experienced earlier that day when she had sex with her dad. But that was just a dream, or at least that's what the girl kept saying to herself.

Nancy made a heroic effort to continue reading. She hoped that this unnatural horniness will go away. It was a vain hope. The fire burning inside her only grew larger and hotter. While reading, her eyes were lowered and could not avoid seeing her big chest. She noticed the stiff nipples peaking up as if begging for attention. It was becoming harder and harder to concentrate on the book. Eventually, her eyes became glued to her needy nipples.

"Jesus fucking Christ. I must take care of these two babies." She put the book away and took off her shirt, freeing her massive, round tits. "Looks like you guys need some attention. Here, let me help." 

Her fingers went to her attention starved nipples. She started to fondle, squeeze, pinch and pull them. It felt like heaven. The dark nipples were swollen and hard like diamonds. They were extremely sensitive to touch. The pleasure caused Nancy to bite her lower lip. She moaned. Her fingers worked their nipple magic at ever increasing tempo. She could feel a climax coming fast.

"Oh shit. This feels so good. Ooooh. Shiiiiiit. Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiit. Yeeeeeeeees. Ooooooooh." The girl was hit by a mini orgasm. Her body arched upwards, almost causing her to fall from the chair.

Once the climax was over, Nancy realized that her condition worsened instead of improving. She was still horny and her body still begged for more pleasure. The front of her panties was completely wet. 

The girl quickly took them off and jumped on bed. Unlike her mother, Nancy was not shy about her sexuality. When horny, she simply masturbated – no questions asked. Judging by her current condition, her hands and fingers had a lot of hard work ahead of them, but she was looking forward to it.

Nancy lied down, spread her legs and placed her right hand on her boiling pussy. Her left hand went to her breasts and nipples. She started to rub her vagina. Normally she would start slowly and build up her tempo, but right now she was in heat and needed quick release. Her fingers attacked her pussy, intent on quickly bringing the girl to orgasm. 

She moaned. The pleasure was rapidly building inside her. With her left hand she grabbed one of her huge tits and brought it to her mouth so that she could suck on the nipple.

She slipped one finger inside her love hole. She was very hot and wet inside. Her body urgently needed sex. She needed to fuck. Nancy closed her eyes and started to slip more fingers inside the fuck hole. It didn't take long before four of her fingers were sliding in and out of her cunt. In her mind she imagined her dad with his horse cock plowing her womanhood, each thrust bringing her closer to the orgasm she so badly needed right now.

"Oh yes. Oh yes. Fuck me daddy. Please fuck me. Ooooh. Oooooooh. Yes daddy. Your little girl needs your big, hard cock in her little…"

Nancy's tongue paused, although her hands continued their work. Something wasn't right. Someone was sucking on her left nipple. It felt very good and ordinarily the girl wouldn't mind at all, except that she was supposed to be alone in the room. 

Nancy opened her eyes. She screamed. Sucking on her nipple was Nancy – or at least someone who looked like her. Nancy was sure as hell that she had no twin sister, yet the girl sucking on her tit was her exact replica. 

Nancy jumped from the bed and ran to the door. The door was closed, although she was certain that it was open just a moment ago. The naked girl desperately struggled with the doorknob, but the door refused to open. Then, she felt hard, erect nipples touching her naked back. She whirled around and pressed her back against the door, as if she could force her body to pass through the wood and get out. The second Nancy, or whoever or whatever she was, was standing in front of her. Their identical breasts were almost touching each other.

"Who are you?" Nancy's voice was a panicked whisper. "What do you want? Please don't hurt me." 

The second Nancy put her finger in front of her lips. She then kissed it and placed it on the real Nancy's lips. 

"Please do not be afraid," the second Nancy whispered softly and seductively. As far as the real Nancy could tell, the apparition's voice was identical to hers. "I'm not going to hurt you. I need pleasure. You need pleasure. Let us pleasure ourselves." 

"I don't understand." The real Nancy was starting to calm down, but she was still freaking out. However, at least she was able to think straight again. "Who are you? What do you want?"

"I want pleasure. I want to give pleasure."

The second Nancy came closer. Her hard, stiff nipples touched real Nancy's nipples. The second Nancy began to gently move her chest, which caused the two sets of nipples to rub against each other. The real Nancy was shocked to realize that the rubbing had sexually stimulating effect on her. Her nipples became as hard and stiff as the other girl's nipples. Her pussy began to itch, asking to be scratched on the inside by something long and hard. 

The second Nancy took the real Nancy's hand and placed it on her vagina. The real Nancy could feel the heat and wetness oozing from the apparition's pussy.

"I need pleasure," the second Nancy repeated. Then, she placed her own hand on the real Nancy's womanhood. "You need pleasure."

The second Nancy's hand started to rub slowly and tenderly, like a mother stroking the head of her child. The real Nancy closed her eyes and relaxed. She came to the conclusion that this was some sort of a dream or fantasy; like the one she had about her father that afternoon. 

The apparition was right. Nancy's body was in serious need of pleasure. She closed her eyes and moaned. Instinctively, her fingers started to prod the apparition's vagina. The second Nancy replied by intensifying her efforts on the real Nancy's pussy. Whenever one of them increased the stimulation, the other did as well. The two lovely naked girls were masturbating each other with constantly increasing speed.

"Ooooooh. Feeeels so fucking goooooood. Ooooooooh. Rub my cunt faster you horny whore. Ooooooooh. Made me cum bitch and I'll do the same for you, you cunt. Oooooooooh. Your fingers feel so good in my pussy. And your… Oooooooooh. Ooooooooooh. And your cunt feels so hot and wet."

Listening to the gentle, encouraging words of the real Nancy, the second Nancy lowered her head and grabbed one of her partner's nipples with her lips. She sucked on it like a baby hungry for milk. The real Nancy, already on the verge of orgasming, needed just that to erupt.

"Ooooooooooooh! Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck! You whoooooooooooooore! I'm cuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnng! Ooooooooooooooooooooooh! Shiiiiiiiiit. Ooooooh. Yeeeeeeeeeeeees. Fill my pussssssssssssssssssssssssy!"

The apparition hugged the real Nancy tightly as her hand savagely rubbed the orgasming girl's pussy. The young woman shook and moaned in her mysterious copy's embrace.

"Mmmmmm. That felt fucking good. If this is a dream, then I hope that it won't end any time soon. I think that I'm ready for the second round. What do you say?"

The second Nancy smiled and placed her lips on the eager mouth of the real Nancy. The real Nancy responded by opening her mouth and eagerly sucking in the girl's tongue. The two sex starved beauties exchanged a long, wet kiss. Their tongues traveled from one mouth to another, or danced around each other in between. 

Eventually, the second Nancy broke the kiss and slowly started to lower herself. While descending, she continuously kissed and licked her partner; first on the neck, then on the chest, and then on the huge jugs. She stopped for a long moment in order to pleasure the big, round tits. They were so big and so lovely that they required special attention. The second Nancy indulged herself by kissing, licking and biting on the soft but firm tit flesh. Her hands were busy squeezing and playing with the melon sized mounds of flesh. 

The real Nancy was in heaven. "Mmmmmm. That's it baby. Kiss my titties. Kiss them and make them feel good. Oh yes. You little bitch. You like my tits, don't you? Mmmmm."

All good things eventually have to come to an end. The second Nancy stopped kissing the breasts, although her hands did not cease to play with the huge jugs, and moved down to the belly. She stopped for a short moment to focus on the belly button. Her tongue penetrated inside and started to tease. The real Nancy giggled.

"Mmmmm. Very nice. Feels good. But I want you to lick my cunt."

The second Nancy left the belly button alone and after few more kisses arrived at her destination. Before her was the real Nancy's vagina in all its aroused glory. It was swollen and steadily leaking juices. Her lips were slightly parted, waiting for penetration. The real Nancy didn't know it yet, but she was about to be penetrated like she had never been before. The second Nancy allowed her tongue to touch the puffy lips. The tongue trailed upwards until she touched the clitoris.

"Oh. Shit. That's it bitch. Oh. Lick my cunt. Make me cum with your tongue slut." 

The apparition brought her right hand to the steaming pussy in front of her nose. Without any foreplay, she inserted one finger inside.

"Oh. Yes baby. Finger fuck me sweetie."

Within few seconds three more fingers entered the vagina. They slowly slid in and out, all the while the second Nancy was busy licking real Nancy's clitoris.

"Ooooh. Fuck me. Oooooh. Fuck me with your fingers. Oooooh. Shit. Yes. That's what I needed. Make me cum whore. Ooooh. Make me fucking come."




Sexploration Ch. 04



My heart raced. I didn't think I could bring myself to take another step forward. Hadn't I been thinking about this since the first time I met Tracy? Didn't I regularly let my mind wander into that fantasy realm where I had her laid out in front of me, and she was begging me to take her to heaven?

How had I gotten into this? I had kept myself very, very occupied when it came to my sex life. I had minded my words, actions, moods, all so I wouldn't overstep my boundaries. I was nothing but a friend in the best sense of the word when it came to my roommate. And now...now I could have exactly what I wanted and I was scared.

I think it had a lot to do with Tracy's new love interest. Of course I had been the one to introduce them. Lee had been my ex boyfriend in high school, turned into my best male friend and confidante. We talked for hours about things I was not able to talk about to anyone else. Occasionally, we revisited the idea of being together, but I knew it just was not meant to be. He was wildly flirtatious with absolutely anything that walked and had breasts, and I was fiercely possessive and jealous in high school.

But...back to the matter at hand.

Tracy lay sprawled out on that enormous king size bed she had made her ex husband buy her right before she left him, the phone cradled in her ear, little tank top riding high on her midriff, and thong cut panties riding low on her hips. She was smiling, laughing, and talking to Lee when I emerged from the shower. I stood at the foot of the bed and looked at her feet: her toes curled in her excitement. I didn't dare touch. But I wanted to...

Not much of a foot person, per say, but at the moment I wanted to take those toes into my mouth and nibble them, suck them, rub the arch of her foot, assist with whatever it was Lee was saying to her to get her aroused. I was broken out of my fantasy by the sound of her very aroused and husky voice calling my name out. "Oh but Monica, hold on please."

"Yeah Trace?" (Damn it I was going to jump on the couch with my favorite fuzzy mink green blanket and have a couple of frustrated hours to myself.)

"Come here, Lee wants to talk to you." (I inwardly groaned. Lee hadn't been quite my chat buddy since he had set his lustful eyes on Tracy and I was a little put out. Being that I wasn't exactly a nun at the time though I had to let it go.)

"Yeah, okay." I took the warm slightly sweaty phone from her small delicate damp hand and cradled it against my ear. I leaned against the foot board, her arches inches from my face. I studied them while I took a deep breath and finally addressed my best friend.

"Hey Lee, what's going on?"

"Well, Monica you know that I am so far away right now." Lee was in the military and was on his first tour of duty overseas. "I really need you to do something for me."

"What would that be, Lee?"

"I need you to take care of Tracy for me."

"Fuck that Lee. This isn't fair. I've liked her for a long time, and I'll be damned if I'm going to sit here as a surrogate." I was a little angry at how he was trying to play me right into a situation where I could be cut to ribbons. But my breath was quickened, my nipples were hard, and I was looking up those long white thighs, over the valley of her stomach, across the mountain peaks of her breasts, and into those eyes gone hazy and blank in their lust. My stomach clenched, along with another part of me. I turned away, facing the closet.

"No, no, no, honey, listen to me. We talked about this. She knows you have wanted her. She wanted you too, but was scared because she has never been with a female. Now that she is free, she wants to experience things she was scared to try because of her ex husband. I will be here every step of the way and she won't back off. I promise. She will be thinking about you." He was damned convincing every single time. I could never say no. He was too dominant of a personality to my more submissive one.

"Lee, I can't." What? I can't? Really, because I just realized that my finger was stroking up and down the bottom of her foot and she wasn't stopping me, or laughing.

"Yes you can Monica. She wants you. She told me while you were in the shower; she wished you would stop joking about it and just start something. You have to make the first move. She's too shy and scared." Listening to his low and hypnotic voice, I stared at that large toe like a cobra's head waving back and forth -- I sensed my increasing ensnarement.

"Lee, it'll mess everything up. I can't work with her, go to classes with her, and know that I had touched her, tasted her, and loved her. It would drive me slowly crazy." My hand now rested on the top of her foot, slowly rubbing it, massaging it. As her foot arched into my palm, she moaned lightly, her hands flung up over her head as if in surrender.

"Monica, it'll be okay. Hey, put me on speaker phone for a second." I sighed but complied with his request. "Hey Tracy honey, what are you doing right now?"

"Mmmm baby, she's playing with my feet; it feels so good." Her breathless little answer made my stomach ache that much harder. 

"Oh yeah, baby? Monica, you didn't tell me that. I guess you are doing okay then."

"Shut up Lee."

"Monica I think you should keep going; rub your hands up her calves a little. My baby needs a little leg massage."

"Lee if I am going to do this I am doing it at my own pace. I have been thinking about it too long for you to come and give me directions. Who the hell do you think I am?" With that said I got my face pretty close to her foot, I took a deep breath, and I blew it out. She gasped at the air flow so concentrated on the bottom of her sensitive foot. Licking my lips I leaned forward and kissed that bog toe. She groaned loudly. Fuzzily I heard Lee.

"You like that don't you baby? Hmm, you've been so pent up you just want to be loved all over, don't you?"

"Oh God yes, Lee. She is sucking on my toes right now, rubbing my foot and up my ankles. Her mouth is so hot and wet it feels a little strange, but right now I don't care. I wish she'd stop teasing me though." Her shaky voice penetrated my love trance with her feet and I pulled her toe out of my mouth with a little pop. I licked my lips to gather the excess saliva and I slowly climbed up on the foot of the bed. On my knees in a kneeling position to my prostrate goddess, I took a deep breath and dove straight in.

My hands smoothed over her calf muscles as I massaged away the aches, knots, tension that I could feel, until she was a quivering puddle in front of me. I blocked out Lee's voice as I became completely immersed in my task at hand. Up and down and over and around her leg I went; over her knee cap, brushing her thighs, but retreating when they started to feel warm and flushed. She rubbed her neglected foot on my arm, so I doubled my task, one hand on each leg, arms spread, body rocking back and forth with the movement of me opening her up and getting her under my spell. I wanted her thinking about me damn it...

I crawled over her body eying every inch on the way up, and then I looked her right in the eye.

"Shut up for a second Lee." I said between gritted teeth. I captured her mouth with my own. This was not delicate teasing first kiss that I had imagined. I had too much furious passion raging inside of me. I sucked her tongue into my mouth, bit the tip of her tongue, nibbled her lip, bit her jaw, held her head in place, and plundered the depths of the hot, wet cavern taking every treasure. She whimpered as I eased off a little and moved over to attack her ear, sliding my tongue over the shell, dipping in the entrance to her canal, scraping my teeth over the lobe and then sinking into the soft spot right beneath. I wanted to ravage and feast, but I held myself in check as to not put any marks on her fair alabaster skin.

She arched, groaned, whimpered, gasped and then said, "Monica..." I chuckled darkly. I eased off and picked up the phone out of her limp hand. "Lee, Tracy is going to have to talk to you tomorrow."

"Now wait a minute Monica, I told you I am going to stay so that she stays comfortable."

"Lee she is beyond comfortable right now. So we'll chat with you tomorrow, okay hun?" I grinned broadly as I felt the satisfaction of pushing that button and hearing the distinctive click of the receiver hanging up. I felt guilty for a moment, I mean that poor boy was overseas and all. But he would get over it.

I went back to the spot beneath Tracy's ear and slowly covered every inch of her neck and throat with my kisses, licks, and bites. She went back and forth from being taunt and bent like a bow to loose, relaxed, and limp then back again.

I started my journey southward over her chest, in between her breasts, inhaling her scent, nuzzling the soft flesh, feeling her fingers wind in my hair. I licked the undersides of each globe, and around the aureola, not quite touching the nipples. Where my mouth couldn't touch all at the same time, my hand covered, squeezed, soothed, pinched, and rolled until her chest heaved and she squirmed to get me to touch the hardest aching part of her breasts.

I took the left side nipple into my mouth; we both groaned with the contact. All thoughts of seduction left my head. I was simply a starving person suckling at the giving teat of life. I settled a little more comfortably on her and alternated between each breast until each nipple was a darker rosy pink and rock hard. Keeping one hand on one firm globe I traveled further south, dotting every inch of her smooth belly with kisses and licks. Too rough to be ticklish, but also easing up on the biting for this expanse of flesh. I used my free hand to start easing off her thong panties as she wiggled her hips to be accommodating. Every space that I uncovered immediately got licked or kissed. When I finally got her free of restriction, I moved my hand from her breast and took each thigh into my hand and opened her for me to feast upon with my eyes.

I took a deep shuddering breath and slid my body further down the bed until I was half hanging off. I maneuvered into a crouching position on my elbows with the glistening jewel of my desire in front of me for the taking.

I took that first swipe with my tongue. It had been too long since I had tasted of a woman. Slowly savoring it and shaking, I took another lick up along the slit of her vagina. She opened a little more, her flower blossoming before me. I darted my tongue into that opening. With a little more pressure again I went from south to north and licked from top to bottom. I pushed her thighs apart a little more forcefully and opened her up so that the hood of her clitoris pulled up and her little jewel poked out. I took the rough part of my tongue and laved it over her button feeling her jump and gasp with the sensation. I sucked her nether lips into my mouth and used the tip of my tongue on her button pressing her further and further. She arched and begged. It was music to my ears. I felt the blood rushing to my head until I heard only a waterfall roaring in my head.

I took one finger and rubbed it up and down her crease gathering the moisture there to lubricate it for my penetration. I slowly pushed my finger into her depths; her inner muscles squeezing me accepting me in, not to expel me out. I crooked my finger in the "come here" motion, rubbing it up over her velvet square. I felt her fluid rush to greet me as she moaned out loud. I put my lips to her clit once more and combined the two lightly, but with enough pressure to make her suddenly jump and scream. She bathed me with her thanks for my gift.

But it wasn't enough. I eased the one finger out only to replace it with two. I pushed them hard into her until I reached the back walls of her vagina. Then, I locked my teeth around that sensitive button. I stroked her fires until she was an inferno under my control. I was the volcano goddess and I wanted a larger, bigger better eruption.

The flavor of my prize was so exquisite it was like a drug. She was my own personal addiction. I had to give payment. So I gave her more. 

I used my mouth, my tongue, my teeth, my lips. I made her orgasm hard again another time. She went limp and started to beg off. I growled in my throat. While I took my teeth from around her poor sensitive bright red puffy clit, I did not remove my fingers. I wasn't done with her yet. I lurched forward, put my mouth back to her breast as I fucked her with my two fingers, deep and hard. I pressed my palm to her clit and used my thigh between my legs to increase my pressure. What I wouldn't have given at the moment to have something more substantial to use on her, but I wasn't having too much trouble I think on my own.

She shook, quivered, and whined out in a high pitch squeal with yet another release. My hand was soaking with her juices. It wasn't enough.

I went back to my worshiping position. I lightly teased her by just using the tip of my tongue around the outside of her entrance, slowly making circles and making her even more damp with my saliva mixing with her juices. My fingers remained stationary and she slowly started to relax, thinking I was easing off so as not to leave her too suddenly. Oh, but she was mistaken! Once I felt her start to breathe normally, I went back at her savagely. I pumped her with my hand; I licked her clit hard, sucked it in my mouth, bit it hard with my teeth, and then kissed it, feeling sorry for my roughness.

I sort of lost it a little when she broke forth with another scream. I felt my upper most knuckles try to shove inside her. I ground so deep into her that I was separating her and I could feel her pubic bone. I sucked her whole clitoral area into my mouth. I growled long and deep while I ravaged her into a final long, squeezing orgasm. She almost bucked me off of the bed as she finally had the Big One I was looking for.

With both of us still breathing hard, I eased my fingers gently out of her swollen sensitive place. Then, I slid boneless, tired next to her on the bed. When her breath evened out she was asleep. I grabbed the sheet pulled it over us and followed her to dreamland.



Sexploration Ch. 04



The finger fucked girl thought that this was as far as things were going to get, but she was in for a fistful of surprise. Suddenly, the second Nancy allowed her thumb along with the four fingers to enter the vagina. The real Nancy looked down and saw a whole hand entering her.

"Oooooh my gooooood. Jesuuuuuuus fucking Christ. Oooooh. You little cunt. Oooooh."

Sensing that the girl was close to cuming, the apparition took her clitoris in her mouth and gently bit on it. Her hand became a blur as it thrust in and out of Nancy's hot, juicy fuck hole. Cunt juices were cascading down in streams on her arm. The real Nancy was moaning like a mad woman. The apparition took her left hand, so far occupied with Nancy's tits, and placed it on her lovely ass. Her little finger quickly located the asshole, and pushed inside.

The real Nancy came immediately. "Oooooooooooh! Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck! Fuuuuuuuuuuuck! Jeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesus! Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck! Oooooooooooh! Ooooooooooooh! Goooooooood!"

The climaxing girl would have probably fallen to the floor had her double not supported her. Once the orgasm was over, and it took its time to end, she slid downwards, until she ended up sitting on the floor with her legs wide open. Her vagina was still open and her love juices were sipping out. She was breathing hard, as if she just ran a marathon. Her body glistened with sweat. 

"Come," ordered the apparition as she took Nancy by hand. She was trying to pull her towards the bed, but the girl preferred to stay where she was. 

"No." She shook her head. "I had enough," she protested while still gasping for air.

"Come. I need pleasure."

"Don't you ever have enough?"

"You had pleasure, but I didn't. I want to fuck. You also want to fuck."

The real Nancy realized that her double was telling the truth. She was still very much horny. Her exhaustion masked her state for a moment, but right now she was rapidly becoming aware of the fact that her body was still crying out for more fucking. Her stiff nipples begged to be played with. Her pussy was still hot, leaking juices, itching and in need for some good pounding.

"Ok," she said after standing up. "Let's fuck our brains out."

The second Nancy took her by hand and led towards the bed. The two girls stopped at the edge of the bed and embraced. They shared a sensual kiss with their bodies glued to each other and their big tits pressing and rubbing against each other. Their hands roamed on their backs. The real Nancy lowered her hand to the second Nancy's ass. She fondly massaged the ass cheeks, before slapping them playfully. The second Nancy moaned in response and brought her hand to the real Nancy's butt. Her fingers spread the girl's cheeks and quickly found the asshole, which they started to explore and prod.

"Hey!" The real Nancy broke the kiss and jumped away when she felt one of the apparition's fingers entering her anus. She was not used to being penetrated down there. 

The second Nancy didn't press the issue, nor her finger. She playfully pushed the real Nancy onto the bed. The girl giggled as she landed on soft sheets. She quickly rearranged herself to lie in the center of the bed. The second Nancy climbed on the bed on all fours. Her movements were soft and sensual. Her eyes were they eyes of a cat who spotted a mouse.

She approached the real Nancy's feet and started to lick and kiss the toes. The real Nancy giggled and wiggled her toes. The apparition continued with her kisses and licks down from the toes to the feet, and then up along the legs. She kept going upwards until she reached the vagina. 

Nancy bit her lip, expecting the apparition to stop down there and lick her to another splendid, mind blowing orgasm. But the second Nancy completely ignored her partner's pussy. She kept going up, kissing the belly and then the breasts. She spent a short moment pleasuring the girl's massive tits and big nipples, but the pause was very brief. She resumed her voyage, kissing and licking the neck and the chin before finally planting her soft lips on the real Nancy's equally soft, warm and eager lips. The two girls kissed for a long moment, their mouths producing loud, wet noises as they explored each other.

Then, just like that, the second Nancy broke the kiss and swiftly turned around so that her ass and pussy were now just inches above the real Nancy's head.

"Let's pleasure each other. This way I can give you pleasure while you give me pleasure." 

"Mmmm. The good, old sixty-nine position. I did it with boys but never with a girl. Let's try out." The real Nancy enthusiastically licked her lips and looked at the vagina above her head as if it was chocolate cake. She could smell her partner's arousal. "Come over here cunt."

She grabbed the apparition's butt in both hands and brought it down. Her stiff tongue emerged from her mouth as far as she could push it out. She lowered her partner's pussy all the way down until her tongue parted the vaginal lips and entered inside. She then started to move her head up and down, using her tongue as a miniature penis. Fuck juices were dripping down on her face; they were delicious. She licked them as best as she could between each penetration.

Meantime, the second Nancy was busy working on her partner's steaming fuck hole. Two of her fingers were already inside and working hard. Her tongue was passionately caressing the clitoris. 

Sexual obscenities flowed through the real Nancy's mouth. "Mmmmm. Ooooh. That's it. Lick my pussy good you bitch. Oooooh. Lick my clitty."

The second Nancy took her partner's encouragements to the heart and increased her own efforts. She placed two more fingers in the vagina and started to fuck the real Nancy's pussy really good and fast. Only her thumb remained outside, but was not idle. It was, along with the soft tongue, used to rub and tease the clitoris.

The real Nancy was in heaven. "Ooooooh. Bitch. I'm… Oooooh. I'm going to cum soooooon. Ooooooooh. You're making me cum whore. Ooooooh. Shiiiiit. Feeeels so gooood. Ooooooh."

The second Nancy located the real Nancy's asshole and started to probe it with the index finger of her left hand. The real Nancy sucked in air hard and forcefully grabbed her partner's butt.

"Hey! Aren't you stubborn or what? Keep your fingers away from my ass bitch."

The second Nancy was indeed stubborn and paid her no attention. She put her index finger in her mouth, licked it really good and then placed it at the entrance to the anus.

"Hey! I said stop it you bitch. I don't want your finger in my asshole." The real Nancy slapped her partner's ass cheek in protest. It only emboldened the apparition who pushed the finger deep inside the asshole.

The real Nancy tightly clenched her teeth. It hurt, but very little. In fact, it was more of a discomfort than pain.

The finger started to fuck the asshole by sliding in and out. The fingers of the right hand, the ones inside the real Nancy's vagina, resumed their fucking. The thumb and the tongue returned to the clitoris.

The real Nancy was quickly overcome by pleasure and lust. Her pussy and clitoris were very happy with the attention they were receiving. She allowed her asshole to relax, which allowed the penetration occurring there to turn from discomfort to pleasure. The girl was surprised to discover that anal fucking felt this good. She briefly wondered about how her dad's horse cock would feel inside her ass. After all, it was so much bigger than the apparition's finger. Would such a giant thing feel better or worse? The answer had to wait for another time. Right now she had other things on her mind. The pleasure was rapidly becoming overwhelming.

"Ooooooh. Oooooooooh. That's it. That's it. Yeah. Like that. Ooooooooh. Fuck me baby. Fuck me hard. Lick me. Finger fuck me. Ooooooh. Keep fucking my ass baby. Keep up it bitch and I will fucking come."

She tried to resume fucking her partner with her tongue, but the pleasure received from the non-stop vaginal and anal finger fucking, combined with the kind of attention her clitoris was receiving, proved be too much. Her orgasm was coming fast and there was no way to stop it. She knew that when it was going to hit, it was going to hit hard.

"Oh my God. Oh my God. I'm coming. I'm going to come this very fucking second. Oh my God. Feels so… Oooooooh. Oh my God. Ooooooooooooh! Fuuuuuuuuuuck! Ooooooooooooh! Ooooooooooooh! Jeeeeeeeeeeeeesus! Fuckiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing! Chriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiist! Ooooooooooooooooooh! Fuck meeeeeeeeee!"

Her vagina and anus started contracting, in the process squeezing the apparition's fingers. A flood of cunt juices erupted from her pussy. The second Nancy drank them like an alcoholic drinking whiskey after few days of abstinence. 

"I need pleasure. Let's pleasure each other some more." The second Nancy's words were an order and not a proposition.

The real Nancy felt tired, but, surprisingly, still very much horny. "Aren't you tired?" she asked the apparition.

"No. I need pleasure."

"So do I, bitch. So, I guess then that we must fuck until one of us drops dead." The real Nancy replied with iron resolve in her voice. She had never been outfucked by any of her partners, and she was sure not going to be by this one. 

***

Billy woke up with a strong urge to pee. After emptying his bladder in the bathroom, he felt acute thirst and decided to drink something before going back to bed. Since there was nothing to drink in his room, he had to go downstairs where the kitchen was.

On his way he happened to be passing next to his sister's room. He stopped when he heard the moans coming from inside. Intrigued, he put his ear to the door. 

There was no doubt that the moans were sexual in nature. Although Billy had never heard his sister's sexual moans, he was sure that the voice was hers. The sounds coming from the room caused a pleasurable tingle in his crotch. He could feel his penis waking up.

Still, for now he was more puzzled than aroused. Nancy was obviously engaging in some sort of sexual activity. Question was, with whom? He and his dad were the only males in the house. He was not having sex with her, and he absolutely certain that Nancy would never even consider having sex with her father. The house was fair distance from the closest town and there were no homes nearby. So who was she fucking?

The most obvious answer was that Nancy was fucking herself. This explanation made perfect sense, except for piece of puzzle that would not fit in. There was something unusual about the moans coming from inside. At first Billy thought that his ears and the thick wooden door were playing tricks on him. However, after some time spent with his ear glued to the door he became sure that there were two voices inside the room. Strangely, both were identical. It sounded as if two Nancies were fucking and not one.

Billy wasn't sure what to do, or even what to think. On one hand, he wanted to solve this mystery, but on the other hand, he wanted to respect his sister's privacy. He peeked through the keyhole. The room was very dark. He could see some sort of shape moving frantically on the bed. Whatever he was seeing, it was not enough to explain the mystery taking place in the room. 

For a second he considered slightly opening the door and peeking inside, but he quickly rejected this idea. This was his sister after all and he had no right to intrude on her in this intimate moment. Then he heard the lock clicking and the door moved slightly. Billy's body froze, except for his heart which tried to jump out of his chest. He was terrified that Nancy somehow heard him and was about to come out to confront him. But Nancy didn't come out. The moaning continued uninterrupted. He could now hear it much better because the door was slightly open. As the volume of the moans increased, so did the hardness of his penis. 

"Must be the wind," Billy said to himself in his thoughts, although he had never seen wind that can open locks. Whatever opened the door, Billy didn't really care. Right now his attention was fully focused on the sounds he was hearing. 

His cock was by now half erect and pushing against his boxers. His mind was also in a half-way state. One part of him wanted to peek inside; the other was telling him to go away. After some deliberation, the curious part, supported by the urgings of the penis, won the debate. 

Billy very carefully and very slowly stuck his head through the crack in the door. It took his eyes few seconds to adjust to darkness. His nose was hit by powerful smell of sweat and sex. When his eyes finally adjusted, he witnessed a scene that made his cock grow hard as a rock in a single second. On the bed was Nancy with another girl. They were sitting in front of each other. Their legs were locked and crossed so that their pussies could touch. The two girls were moving rhythmically so that their hot cunts could rub against each other.

Billy's jaw dropped and his cock rose as far as his boxers allowed. A stein quickly started to form where his penis head touched the fabric. Precum was rapidly oozing from the large, virile meat pole.

Billy was about to take of his boxers and use his hand to relieve his painfully hard fuck tool, when he realized that something was wrong with the scene before him. Who was the other girl? The more he looked at her, the more he became confused. Eventually, it downed on him that the other girl was also Nancy. There were two Nancies fucking on the bed. He knew that it was impossible, but he could not deny his eyes.

He stood there, transfixed by the two perfectly identical girls who were moaning and making love passionately. His sex hungry cock was impatiently throbbing inside the boxers, but Billy's mind was too bewildered to care about his angry fuck stick. Things were about to get even weirder.

He felt a hand on his shoulder, and then a soft, naked, feminine body pressing against him from behind. He could feel big, firm breasts topped by large, hard nipples squeezing against his back. Soft lips planted a kiss on the back of his neck.

He looked behind him and saw… Nancy. His head switched few times from the duo on the bed to the girl behind him. His mind went numb. There was one naked Nancy on bed happily fucking, there was a second Nancy on bed happily fucking, and now there was a third naked Nancy standing behind him. This was all madness. He was loosing his mind. It was the only logical explanation.

And then it hit him. He finally understood. This was all a dream. He was still lying in his bed and sleeping. This was only a perverted, erotic dream. Well, since it was only a dream, then there was no reason why he could not enjoy himself. 

Billy turned around, grabbed his sister, pressing her hot body and massive chest against his muscular arms and torso, and kissed her passionately. Their tongues danced around each other traveling from one mouth to another. One of Billy's arms went down to grab his sister's ass. He pulled her towards him until her pussy rubbed against his boxers and the hungry cock throbbing inside.

Nancy started to rub her wet hole against her brother's rock hard pole. It drove him crazy. His cock wanted to rip the restraining fabric apart and plunge into the hot, wet hole that was touching it. 

Billy broke the kiss. "I must fuck you," he stated with a lust filled voice as if having sex with his sister was the most natural thing in the world.

"Yes. We will give each other pleasure," Nancy commented.

She knelt in front of him and quickly pulled the boxers down. Billy almost tripped when he impatiently pulled his legs out of them. In front of Nancy's face there stood her brother's penis. It was hard as if made from steel and pointing at the ceiling. A droplet of precum was forming at the tip of the giant head. Nancy gently took the ten inch long pleasure stick and moved it to smear the precum on her lips. She then kissed the tip of the head and licked it once. Billy threw his head backwards and closed his eyes. 

Nancy began to lick the head as if it was icecream while her hand started to work up and down along the long, thick shaft. Her brother felt as if he was heaven, but he needed to cum very badly and his sister was taking too long.

He grabbed her head with both hands and at the same time thrust his ass forward. His cock entered the girl's willing mouth. He grabbed her head more firmly and started to repeatedly fuck her mouth, each thrust driving his fuck pole deeper into his sister's throat.

"Oh yeah. Take it bitch. Suck me dick. Just like that. It feels so good. Suck it good cunt. You're so beautiful. You look like an angel. Suck me harder whore."

He heard the moans coming from the room increase in intensity. It was obvious to his ears that the two Nancies were about to climax together. Their approaching orgasm was just what he needed to come over the edge.

"Shit. I'm going to shoot my load in your mouth bitch. You… Shit. You better swallow it all whore. Here it cums. Here it cums. Aaaargh. Arrrrrrrrghhhh! Take it bitch. Take my cum slut."

Billy's young, virile seed exploded inside Nancy's throat. The girl didn't gag as her brother expected her to do. Instead, she pulled slightly her head away so that the erupting penis moved from her throat to her mouth. She then started to drink rapidly, like a thirsty desert traveler who stumbled on an oasis. She swallowed her brother's cum as quickly as it entered her mouth. Billy had to admit that he was impressed by his sister's level of sexual proficiency. She kept steadily swallowing until the ten inch cum shooting hose became empty. She then allowed the cock to leave her mouth and licked the head until it was nicely clean and shinny. 

Despite shooting a bucketful of cum, Billy still felt horny as hell. The fact that Nancy was obsessively licking, kissing and stroking his meat did little to cool him down. His tool didn't even have time or the desire to grow soft. It was hard as a rock and throbbing angrily. 

Billy looked at the bed. The two Nancies lay there totally exhausted. Their eyes were closed and their chests rose and fell rapidly. For a second he played with the idea of joining them and having a threesome, but the girls looked too tired. Billy preferred his fuck partners to be energetic and lively. Fortunately, the Nancy who was busy orally worshipping his dick appeared to be very much fresh and enthusiastic. 

Billy took her by the arm and made her stand up. "We're going to my room. I need to fuck you some more. This time I'm going to fuck your pussy and not your mouth. I'm going to keep banging you until you beg me to stop bitch."

Nancy smiled. "We both need pleasure. We will give each other pleasure."

"Yeah. Whatever."

Billy took her into his arms and effortlessly lifted her. He started to make his way back to his room half walking and half running. On his way he looked down at his naked sister. Her eyes were hungry; even starving. But it was not food they craved. They wanted, no, demanded sex.

Billy became transfixed by these lustful eyes. Fresh blood rushed to his already stiff dick. His cock got slightly bigger and harder, to the point where the stretched meat threatened to burst.

Nancy slowly and sensually licked her lips. This small, sexually suggestive act alone caused her brother to trip. He almost fell to the ground, but managed to regain his balance at the last second and avoided dropping the horny girl.

Close to them stood a small table with a vase on the top. Despite being clouded with lust and animal urge to fuck, Billy's mind managed to come up with an idea. He put Nancy down and, holding her by her hand, ran with her to the table. Once there, he took the vase and placed it on the floor so fast as if he was trying to win gold medal in the "whoever first puts the vase on the floor, wins" race.




Sexploration Ch. 04



"Bent over the table doll. I want to take you from behind."

Nancy placed her hands on the edge of the table, took a step backwards and bent down until her ass was nicely pointing upwards.

"Give me pleasure," his sister demanded.

"I'm going to you whore. I'm going to give you ten inches of pleasure."

He put his hand between her legs and tested her vagina with his fingers. Nancy moaned. Her pussy was hot and well lubricated. She was hundred and ten percent ready to be fucked.

Billy took his penis in his left hand, stroked it few times and placed the huge head at the entrance to his sister's pussy. He was too horny for any sort of foreplay. He needed relief and he needed it right now. Because it was just a dream, satisfying Nancy or being gentle was not a concern to him. He regarded her as his fuck toy and nothing more.

He thrust his meat inside her. She was very tight, but also very well lubricated. His fuck took had no problem penetrating inside. On his first thrust, Billy managed to stick his dick halfway inside his sister. On the second thrust, he managed to force ever inch of his shaft inside.

The two lovers quickly settled into a rhythm. Billy grabbed Nancy by her hips and started to pump her pussy with savagery. His balls made loud noises as they repeatedly slapped against the girl's flesh. Her juices were forced out of her pussy and tricked down on her legs and his balls.

"Oh yes. Oh yes. Feels so good. Keep fucking me. Give me pleasure. Oh. Oh. Give me pleasure. Give me pleasure Billy."

"I am fucking giving you pleasure bitch. I'm going to fuck you real good. Do you feel it bitch? Do you feel my cock inside you? Do you like it whore?"

"Yes. Give me more. I want more!"

"You'll get it cunt. You're so going to get it you cock loving slut."

Nancy's big, sweaty breasts bounced like crazy. Both lovers were soon covered with a layer of sweat that made their bodies shine in the moonlight.

"Shit bitch. I'm going to explode. I'm going to shoot my load in your tight little pussy. How does that make you feel bitch?"

"Give it to me. Shoot your fucking load in my tight cunt. I want you. I want your jizz so bad."

Billy felt that his orgasm was very close. He grabbed Nancy's hair with his right hand and forced her head up. His thrusts became furious and violent, but the girl loved it.

"Oh. Ooooooh! You're so strong. I love you Billy. I love your cock inside me. Fuck me harder. Fuck me, damn you. Why the fuck are you not fucking me harder?"

"You want harder whore? Here you go." He grabbed her huge tit with his left hand and squeezed. Even though his hands were moderately large, he could not contain all of her tit flesh in his palm.

"Shit. I'm coming. I'm… Aaaaaaaaaaaarghhhhhhh!"

"Ooooooooh! Oooooooooh! Fuuuuuuuuuuuck! Fuuuuuuuuuuuck meeeeeeeee! Gooooooooooooood!"

Their bodies tensed and spasmed as their orgasms fed on each other. Billy shot a massive load inside his sister. The feeling of hot semen gushing inside her pussy sent the girl wild. Her vagina clasped hardly on her little brother's not so little cock and started to squeeze it repeatedly. This caused Billy to shoot more loads. Eventually, his milk leaked outside and dripped to the floor.

Like all good things, their mutual orgasm had to end. Tired and drenched in sweat, the young man sat down with his back leaning against the wall. Nancy remained standing. 

"This felt wonderful. I felt pleasure. You felt pleasure. Let's have pleasure one more time."

"Sis, I love you," Billy was too tired to speak normally. His voice dropped to a whisper. He was still struggling to catch his breath, "but I'm spent. I need time to recover."

Nancy came to him and with her foot started to rub his limp dick.

"I need pleasure."

At first Billy wanted to tell her that she had to wait for her pleasure, but then he felt his lust and horniness return. Much to his surprise, Nancy's sexy little foot quickly provoked his penis to wake up, rise and get stiffer. New blood was rapidly being pumped into the member through the massive veins covering it. The little soldier rose to full attention and became a big soldier.

"Well, fuck me," Billy said in shock while looking at the tower rising between his legs. The young man knew better than to question his luck. He got up, took Nancy's hand and led her to his room where he fucked her three more times before falling asleep with his dick buried balls deep in her hot pussy.



Sexploration Ch. 05



Doctor Harden woke up early in the morning. His wife was sleeping with her back turned towards him; usually she slept snuggled against him. He got up, walked around the bed and delicately sat down next to her, doing his best not to wake her up. He looked at her face. She was so beautiful. He loved her so much.

"What is happening to you Mary? If I only could know what the problem is. If only I could know how to help you."

Seeing that his sleeping wife won't answer his silent questions, he got up and went to the bathroom where he took a quick shower and shaved. Mary was awake when he returned. She was still lying in bed. She paid him no attention as he entered. She was busy staring through the window.

"Good morning my love," he said lovingly.

"Good morning," she replied melancholically without looking at him.

Doctor Harden looked through the window to see what his wife was staring at, but except for trees and few clouds lazily sailing on the blue sky there was nothing of interest there.

"It's a beautiful day," he said.

"It is." Her voice was absentminded.

"Do you have any plans for what to do today?"

"No."

He could see that this discussion, assuming you could call it a discussion, was going nowhere. He desperately tried to think of something to say that could get her attention. It was then that he recalled his talk with Alice last night. When he came back to his room Mary was already sleeping. Now was as good time as any to tell her. Sooner or later he had to do it. Besides, he was curious about her reaction. Some small, selfish part of him still hoped that she was going to get jealous. 

"My love, I have something to tell you." She kept staring through the window and gave no sign that she heard him. "Last night, when you were sleeping, Alice called."

"Alice?"

"Alice Chong, my assistant. There is some sort of emergency at the institute." He decided to be vague, especially since he himself did not fully understand what Alice was rambling about last night. Judging by her state, the last thing Mary needed right now was to hear spooky stories about weird meteorites and alien energy. 

"Apparently, they have a problem and they urgently need my opinion. Alice is going to come this afternoon to discuss the problem with me." Mary continued to ignore him. "It shouldn't take more than few hours. She's going to sleep here tonight and then she's going to depart in the morning."

"Ok," Mary said in completely unconcerned voice, as if he was making comments about last year's weather.

"Well, I'm happy to see that it doesn't bother you." 

Actually, he was quite worried by the lack of any emotional response. Mary insisted on this vacation for months. When he finally agreed and they started to make plans, she was very clear about him completely forgetting his work for these five days. He expected anger after telling her about Alice, or at least some sort of reaction. Instead, he got nothing.

"Are you going to eat breakfast? I'm going to prepare something nice and we could eat on the balcony. The view is magnificent."

"Ok," she agreed with as much enthusiasm as she did before. "I have to wash first."

"Absolutely. Go take a shower and do whatever you need to do and relax while I'll go and make a truly delicious breakfast," he said with faked cheerfulness. 

Mary got up and went to the bathroom. Her husband followed her every step with worried eyes.

***

Mary locked the door to the bathroom and immediately found herself facing a dilemma. Should she take a shower or a bath? By now she was feeling better. A good night of sleep helped her mind to heal. She was still emotionally shaken by the memory of her kitchen adventure with Billy, but she was starting to put it back behind her. She still could not explain it. Was it a fantasy or hallucination or a dream? At this point it didn't matter. Her mind was healing and that was the important thing.

She decided to take a bath. A bath was more relaxing than shower. A long, relaxing bath would do her good. 

The bathroom was equipped with one of those luxurious bathtubs large enough to accommodate a small group of people. Mary turned on the water and poured in some oils and lotions. Soon the bathroom began to fill with the delicate, artificial scent of flowers. As water continued to pour in, foam started to form and expand.

It took time before the bathtub filled. While waiting, Mary returned to the bedroom and watched the garden through the window. It was another hot, sunny day and the garden looked beautiful with thousands of colorful, blooming flowers. She promised herself to go for a long walk after breakfast. 

When the bath was ready, Mary tied her long hair into a bum and slipped off her nightgown. She lowered her naked pornstar-like body into the hot water and spent the first moments enjoying herself and playing with the foam. Then, she put a little bit of liquid soap on a sponge and started to slowly wash her body. A warm feeling started to form inside her. She lifted one of her gorgeously shaped legs high in the air and delicately half washed, half caressed it.

The warm feeling was starting to become pleasurable. And then it hit her – horniness. It was as sudden and intensive as the attack she had the previous day. 

Mary dropped the sponge and grabbed the edges of the bathtub. Her breathing became heavier. Her nipples hardened to the point where it almost hurt. Her nerves became so sensitive that even the movements of water splashing against her naked body caused shivers of pleasure. Nevertheless, no matter how much her pussy screamed to get fucked, her brain refused to give in.

"No. I will not do it again. Whatever is happening, I must not give in. If I resist, it will go away."

She closed her eyes and clenched her teeth. The horniness was becoming more intense with every second. She recalled with horror, but also lust, what took place in the kitchen on the previous day. Afraid, she opened her eyes expecting to see Billy standing there naked with his huge erect cock, but the bathroom was empty. 

She looked at the door and saw, with much relief, that it was still locked. At least Billy was not going to get inside and fuck her. She knew that in her state she wouldn't have been able to resist his young, athletic, naked body and his young, virile, massive cock.

Thinking about his cock only got her more horny, if such a thing was even possible. She closed her eyes again and started thinking about her son's member. She recalled how wonderful it felt to suck it and feel his big, pulsing veins with her tongue. She remembered grabbing him with her small hand, feeling his hardness and stroking him. She remembered him ejaculating in her mouth and drinking his seed. She remembered how deliciously it tasted. But she also remembered that she had to resist.

It took her a moment to realize that someone or something was touching her butt. At first Mary wasn't sure if it wasn't simply an illusion created by the movements of water, but then she felt her ass being lifted up into the air.

She opened her eyes. Her heart froze. Billy was there. He was naked and kneeling in the bathtub in front of her. 

Immediately, her brain split into two parts. One part started to ask herself questions. How did her son get here? She could see that her bathroom door was still locked, and there were no windows. And even if he did managed to somehow get inside, how did he slip into the bathtub without her hearing or sensing anything?

The other part of her brain rejoiced at seeing this youthful stallion in front of her. Because of all the foam, Mary couldn't see Billy's body from the waist down. It made her feel sad that she couldn't see his cock and admire it. Was it hard? Was he going to stick it inside her and fuck her brains out?

The aroused mother immediately scolded herself for thinking such thoughts. This was incest. Incest was wrong, even if it involved such a beautiful young stud as Billy. However, despite her misgivings, Mary felt delighted, despite not wanting to be delighted, when her son's intentions became all too clear.

Billy was holding his ass with both his hands like a bowl. The analogy was not inaccurate, for the young man was indeed in the mood for eating. He lowered his head and slowly, as if savoring icecream, he licked her swollen and partially opened vagina.

Mary screamed from pleasure. "Billy what are you doing?!" Although she was chastising him, her voice betrayed how much she enjoyed his oral exploration. Billy licked her again, this time allowing his tongue to penetrate inside, although not too deep. "Aaaaah! Billy, stop this! We can't!" Billy pushed his face into her pussy and penetrated her with his tongue. He started to eat her out for good. "Aaaaah. Shiiiiit. Aaaaaaaah. No. No. No. This is so... Aaaaaaah. So fucking gooood. No! This is so wrong. I am your mother and you are my son. This is incest. We can't do this. I forbid you to continue. Aaaaaaah. Jesus. Aaaaaah. This is wrong. It does feel fucking good, I admit, but this is still wrong. Oh shit. God, this feels good. Aaaaaaaaaaah."

Mary was about to give in, but she shook her head violently and regained some of her senses. She had to stop her son from making her come. She knew that if she was going to have an orgasm, and she was if things were to go on as they did right now, she was going to abandon herself to lust. 

The problem lied in stopping her horny son. He obviously was not going to cease his oral pleasuring no matter how forcefully she pleaded or commanded. Getting away was impossible. He was holding her in a gently, but very strong grip. Due to her position, she was unable to push him away because she needed her hands to support herself. If she were to remove her hands, her upper body would fall in the water and she would start drowning.

Fortunately, her legs were free and in position to strike. She lifted them and grabbed Billy's head between her thighs. She squeezed tight, which did restrict the young man's freedom of movement, but incredibly, his tongue kept on licking and fucking her just as it did before, if not even more enthusiastically. Mary had to grudgingly give her son credit for his tenacity and adeptness. 

After a moment of fruitless squeezing, she had to give up. Her legs, however, remained on Billy's shoulders with her feet resting comfortably on his muscular back.

Billy licked his mother's clitoris few times and then bit on it. Mary screamed like a mad woman. She knew that her orgasm was now imminent. But through miraculous application of willpower, she managed to think clearly even as her body started to experience the first preorgasmic shivers. 

She switched all her balance onto one arm, which allowed her to move the other one without falling, and put her hand on Billy's head. She pushed, but it was like pushing a rock. It was futile. She finally accepted that there was no escape. She closed her eyes, relaxed and started to lovingly run her fingers though her son's hair. If she was going to come, she might as well enjoy it.

"Fuck Billy. You little motherfucker. Aaaaaaah. You're going to make your own mother come. Aaaaaaah. You have no shame you horny stud. Here it comes. Here... Aaaaaaaaaaaah. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuckkkkkkkkkkkk! Oh Gooooooooooooooood!"

Billy continued to suck, lick and tongue fuck his mother thorough her climax. When her vaginal juices erupted from her orgasming cunt like water pushed out from a geyser, he swallowed them with hunger and pleasure.

Eventually, Mary's orgasm subsided and she calmed down enough to look at her son with clarity. Her orgasm was over, but her hunger for sex remained. She desperately needed and wanted more sex. Whatever objections she previously had about getting fucked by her son, they were now swallowed by an avalanche of lust.

She wiggled her toes playfully and smiled mischievously. "That was wonderful, young man. But you see, mommy needs to get scratched on the inside, and I believe that you happen to have a specialized tool between your legs that could scratch mommy really good."

"I want to use your feeding organs to masturbate," Billy said in a voice of someone commenting about the weather.

Mary was pleasantly surprised to hear him talk. The last time they fucked he was as talkative as a rock, and just as hard. But what surprised her more was his incomprehensible request.

"I don't understand."

Billy came closer, with her legs still resting on his shoulders. He reached out with his arm and grabbed one of her big breasts. It was too big to squeeze entirely in his palm. His touch sent very pleasurable impulses from her hard nipple to the horny brain.

"Your breasts. I want to put my special tool between them and push it in and push it out until I ejaculate.

Mary laughed. "You want to tit fuck me, you little devil. Ok. Sit here and mommy will take care of her baby."

Billy removed her legs and sat on the edge of the bathtub. Mary finally got a chance to see his dick. It was just as beautiful as she remembered from their last tryst. His ten inch tall tower pointed at the ceiling and throbbed happily like a dog wagging his tail.

Mary couldn't help but gasp at the sight of this beautiful meat. She licked her lips. Billy wanted to use it on, or rather between, her breasts, but she believed that her mouth would give them both more pleasure. 

She shyly took her son's penis in her hand and slowly started to stroke him. Her strokes were loving and gentle. As her hand picked up speed, she started to lustfully lick her lips.

"Baby, I need to lubricate your penis so that it slides nicely and smoothly between mommy's breasts. I need to lick and suck on it a little bit. Ok? Mommy is only going to suck your dick for a moment and then she will let you fuck her titties until you come and shoot your load all over mommy's face. Ok baby?"

To be honest, there was no need to lubricate Billy's tower. His penis was wet, and so were Mary's breasts; they were both in ideal condition for tit fucking. But Mary had to find some excuse to satisfy her urge to suck on that beautiful shaft.

Billy said nothing. Since he didn't refuse, Mary interpreted it as consent and swallowed his large head in her mouth. Usually, she would start with licking and gentle kisses, but her craving for cock flesh was too strong to resist. She started to suck with hunger right away.

She took him inside her mouth and felt him throbbing on her tongue. It felt so erotic that it blew her mouth. Her mouth began to enthusiastically slide up and down along the upper part of Billy's cock while her hand did the same on his lower part. Her other hand decided to pay a friendly visit to Billy's balls. Her fingers started to furiously, but with gentleness that only a mother can show, fondle his large nuts. They were firm and full. Mary could hardly wait to get a taste of the semen stored inside them. And once her mouth was going to stop draining her son's balls, she had another hole that hungrily demanded to be visited by this young stallion's cock. 

The blowjob was becoming more and more animalistic. She raised her eyes and saw Billy staring at her with a dumb expression on his face. 

"Don't you worry about a thing, baby. You're going to fuck my tits in just a moment. I only want to make sure that you are well lubricated."

"Less talk, more cock sucking, mother," Billy answered.

Not that Mary needed any encouragement. She immediately resumed her oral work and sucked him like a mad woman. With this kind of loving, motherly attention, it was going to not going to take the young man long to unload his seed.

"Mother, I am about to ejaculate. Will you swallow my sperm?"

"Baby, you don't even have to ask."

Mary stopped sucking and took his meat in both hands. Using her two small hands, she started to furiously jerk off his piston as if her life depended on making her baby cum. 

A large droplet of precum formed at the tip of the massive head. Mary picked it up with her tongue and allowed it to roll from one corner of her mouth to another. She savored the flavor with delight. She knew that soon she was going to taste more – a lot more.

"Yes my love. I'm going to take you in my mouth and drink every single drop of your cum because I'm a whore for your cum. But please, cum already. Do you hear me you incestuous, mother fucking stallion? Shoot your goddamn load. Mommy's mouth can't wait much longer to taste you." Her voice was becoming hysterical.

Her mouth did not have to wait for long. Her dirty talk, combined with her two hands busily masturbating the young man, caused Billy to erupt. The first load hit her lips. The cum starved MILF happily licked it clean and opened her mouth just in time to intercept the second load. She brought her mouth down on the ejaculating dick head and teased it with her tongue while her son continued shooting. And shooting he did – like a machine gun. His hot, youthful cum was being shot out and flooded into his mom's mouth. Mary swallowed as much as she could, but at some point she started choking and had to pull her head away. The last few loads landed on her face and neck as a result, but she didn't mind. She simply scooped them all with her fingers and brought the sticky, salty penis milk to her mouth. It tasted too good to be wasted. 

Billy was watching her with a dumb expression on his face. "Mother, I want to fuck your tits."

"Yes baby, but don't you think that my mouth is better? In fact, forget my mouth. I have another hole for you to try. It is just as wet as the previous one, and much hotter."

Mary touched his penis with a finger and pushed it. The giant meat pole was steel hard despite having ejaculated a bucketful of cum just seconds ago. The action of her finger caused it to bounce forward and backwards while throbbing like an angry animal. Mary couldn't help but grin.

"What do you say baby? Should we try the other hole?"

"No, I want to fuck your tits mother." 

Billy grabbed his mom by her arms and lifted her. Mary got scared. "What are you doing?" She struggled to control her voice and hide her fear. "I'm your mother Billy. Try to be gentle."

Her pleadings were completely ignored. Billy placed her upper body on the bathtub's edge and moved closer. Her hips ended up between his muscular legs and his massive piston was now happily throbbing few inches above her chest.

Billy grabbed her huge jugs and started to play with them. His hands were rough, but at the same time delicate and admiring. Mary was pleasantly surprised to discover that her tits and their large, dark, super hard nipples loved the treatment Billy was giving them. All traces of fear evaporated from her mind.

"What are your intentions sweetie?" she asked lovingly and with a big smile on her face, although she knew very well what he was planning.

His intentions became all too clear when he placed his hungry meat between her big, round mountains and closed them around his ten inch sausage, thus creating a fuck tunnel. He started to push his dick forward and backward. Mary's melons were wet and slippery, which made them ideal for tit fucking. 

"Mmmmm. You little devil. When you want something, you just have to have it. Very well. Fuck my tits all you want, but mommy expects some sort of reward afterwards."

Billy did as asked and fucked his mother's breasts for all it was worth. As his thrusts became deeper and more frantic, his huge cock head started popping out further and further outside Mary's cleavage. Eventually, she was able to lick his penis as it emerged by lowering her head. 

Even with the virility of an eighteen year old stud and the fact that he just came moments ago, there was no way for Billy to withstand this kind of treatment for too long. Mary felt his member swelling through her tit flesh. She grinned in anticipation of another cum feast. 




Sexploration Ch. 05



Tracy, my roommate and best friend, and I had gone to the bar to have a girl’s night out. We each had tri-tip steak dinners and, being that I wasn’t legal to drink, she had margaritas while I kept to water or tea

As we talked about school, work, and her new found freedom, a tall lanky cowboy came up to us and pulled up a chair. He introduced himself as Cory. I almost choked on my drink. You know how someone can come into your life and depending on how they treat you, you can either love their name for the rest of their life, or you can immediately be put off by that name for the rest of your life? Well, Cory was that name for me that made my back go up and made me instantly dislike him.

Cory turned out to be pretty funny though. He had us laughing pretty hard within minutes, generally making a fool of himself in front of his pals and us on a dare; however he had our attention. I honestly thought he was hitting on Tracy, her being the prettier of the two of us, and the fact that they both bonded over their trucks like old pals. I caught myself repeatedly rolling my eyes as girl’s night turned into “mine’s bigger” night.

When we all went outside to look at the two Dodges side by side, Cory shocked me by putting his arm around me and nuzzling his face into my hair. It didn’t register that he was flirting with me at first. Tracy gave me a slightly dirty look, and then it struck me as odd he was touching me and not her. When I looked up at him, he dipped his head and kissed me very softly. I was a little shocked by this sudden turn of events, but hey I was definitely willing to go with it. We gave the boys our address, and began to head home.

Tracy became a real bitch on the way home. As soon as we got back to our place, she complained of a headache and stomped off to her room. Rolling my eyes again, I located something to drink in the fridge and set out to wait for the boys. I went in to watch a movie in the front room. I was really relaxed, and slightly aroused. While waiting, I changed into comfortable silky pajama shorts and a tight thin strapped tank. I felt my nipples stiffen when I realized what I was setting myself up for. I had gone to a bar and now I was going to have this hot cowboy coming over! 

My fingers began to wander down to the heat between my legs. I was lightly trailing my fingers across my bare smooth skin. I hate to have any hair in my nether regions. I was getting damp with anticipation and was about to slip my fingers into my slit when I heard a car door, and then a light knock on the door.

I opened it and let Cory in and made the excuses for Tracy. We settled in on the couch and started watching the movie together, quiet for a minute. Cory got closer to me and was rubbing my arm up and down, brushing the side of my breast, and I was getting hornier by the second. Again, he tilted my head up to his and put his lips on mine. This time it wasn’t a gentle persuasive kiss, but had passion and heat and promise in it. His tongue tangled with mine, and I grabbed the front of his shirt to pull him closer. We heard a small noise from in the back bedroom, and so Cory stood up and took my hand.

We walked into the kitchen and he propped me up on the counter and plundered my mouth again. He fisted his hand in my hair and I groaned deep in my throat. I felt the bulge in his tight Wrangler jeans and thrust my hips against him. He pulled me closer so that I was almost dangling off the edge of the counter. His big sweaty hand went to the front of my pajama bottoms. I imagine he felt the heat radiating off me from the combination of all of my stimulation earlier in the evening.

When his fingers slid inside and over my crease I groaned and humped back at him urgently. I didn’t need too much prompting or seduction. My hands went to his zipper. He helped slide those tight jeans off of his hips and then I felt him press against my swollen wet lower lips. His mouth never left mine as he hiked my legs up over his skinny hips and he pressed the tip of his long hard cock against me. I felt a tight little bit of resistance and then the pressure of him slowly invading me. The sides of him pressed me open wider and I felt myself getting full of him with every inch. I didn’t think he was ever going to come to the end of himself. He bottomed out and still pressed a little more against me. He was right at the entrance of my cervix. I jumped a little at the insistent pressure.

Cory backed off a little and slowly pumped in and out of me until my walls became more lubricated and there wasn’t quite as much friction. He pressed his big hands on my buttocks and started see-sawing his hips so that he was rubbing against my g spot. His pelvis was against my clit and his balls were slapping against the counter. This was pure animalistic sex at its best and I had to free my mouth from his to let out a long horny moan from the back of my throat.

His mouth latched onto my neck and I let out another loud sound unable to hold back from the assault on my senses. I came one, two, three times, was going limp and about to pass out and he was still thrusting into me hard and fast and deep without any sign of subsiding. My legs let go of his hips and slid down until my toes hit the floor. Cory pulled himself from me and spun me around until I limply leaned on the counter. I was still trying to catch my breath when he grabbed the tail end of my hair pulled me up and back and reinserted himself into me from behind.

There was no gentle pulling back and he thrust in hard and deep and right into the beginning of my cervix. I bit my lip hard as he took me. He filled me to bursting and then withdrew until I thought he was done. On and on I felt myself blacking out only to come back with every deep hard thrust into me. I felt the beginnings of a very large orgasm building. When I felt him clench and tighten and push into me with a groan, my flood met his and both of our fluids rushed to greet each other and then out of where we were joined to drip down my thighs and splash onto the floor. 

I awoke the next morning sprawled over the edge of the couch with Cory passed out close to my feet. When the fuzz cleared from my head, and Cory stirred to life, I tried to break free to go clean up and start pushing him out the door, but Cory had other ideas.

It was very lovely being able to play with and suck that long lovely cock with a clear head. And when he pressed it against me again, there was a little soreness in my muscles but it was long slow and relaxing – a nice start to the day. Cory left and I knew I would never see him again. Before she left for work, Tracy looked me up and down and gave her usual pithy response to my one night stand. I shrugged and offered to give her a big sloppy kiss. I hadn’t brushed my teeth so I understand very well why she wasn’t interested.



Sexploration Ch. 06



When doctor Harden returned carrying the large silver tray with the breakfast, his wife was already dressed. She was wearing a skimpy red summer dress that exposed most of her legs and a lot of cleavage. She was slowly and carefully putting on her lipstick in front of the mirror. 

She looked absolutely stunning, but her husband immediately sensed that something was wrong. Her body language was too slow. Her face appeared relaxed, but there was no emotion in her eyes.

Doctor Harden slowly walked to the balcony where he put the tray on the table. He immediately went back inside and put his hands on Mary's shoulders.

"You look absolutely beautiful my love," he said kissing the back of her neck.

"Thank you dear," she replied with all the warmth and feeling of a robot.

"The breakfast is ready." 

"I'm going for a walk in the garden," she answered.

"But what about the breakfast?"

"I'm not hungry."

"Coffee will get cold. Perhaps you should have at least a bite."

"No, you go ahead and eat without me."

Mary put away the lipstick and turned left and right to check herself in the mirror.

"We agreed to eat on the balcony," her husband had to struggle to control his voice. He was losing patience with this woman.

"I changed my mind," she said as if doing so was the most trivial thing in the world.

"Mary?"

"Yes honey?"

"What is going on?" This time doctor Harden's voice was soft and concerned.

"Nothing. I'm simply not hungry."

She left the room without paying him any attention.

Doctor Harden sat down on the bed and put his head in his hands. What was going on? She seemed fine this morning. Did something make her upset? Or was she simply having one of these mood swings that women have all the time? Should he leave her alone or keep pressing? He couldn't answer any of these questions.

***

Billy entered the kitchen. Nancy was sitting at the table busy eating a toast with jam. She was wearing a very short jeans skirt that ended only two or three inches below her butt and a tight white shirt that showed a lot of cleavage. 

Billy felt his member stirring inside his pants. He quickly went to the refrigerator and opened it. His back was to his sister, which prevented her from spotting what was happening between his legs and allowed him to cool down.

"Hi," Nancy said.

"Good morning sis," Billy said turning his head, but not the rest of his body. 

Nancy didn't say anything, nor was she looking at her brother. It was obvious that she was thinking about something. Billy turned his head and attention towards the refrigerator and spent the next minute trying to decide what to have for breakfast. Finally, he decided to go with cereals. 

At first he wanted to sit across from Nancy, but he changed his mind. Sitting across from his beautiful and skimpily dressed sister was something that he wanted to avoid. If he were to sit in front of her, he would have to look at her from time to time, which also meant looking at her beautifully shaped body. Billy didn't want for it to happen, but simply thinking about Nancy caused in his horny brain a vision of his naked sister sitting on his legs, impaling herself on his big dick and riding him like a wild horse. Her naked flesh was moist from sweat. Her huge breasts were happily dancing up and down. 

Billy closed his eyes and licked his lips. He felt a growing hardness between his legs. It scared him. It scared him that he had these sorts of thoughts about his sister. He immediately opened his eyes, shook his head and sat down as far away from Nancy as he could. He timidly looked at her. Luckily, she was lost in her own thoughts and appeared not to notice anything.

He poured cereals and milk into the bowl. It was then that he remembered that in order to eat cereals it is useful to have a spoon. Checking first if his penis was soft and resting, Billy got up, went to the kitchen counter and opened one of the drawers. It contained nothing but knives in all shapes, sizes and designs. He closed the drawer and opened the next one. This one contained a similar collection, but made up of forks. Billy closed the drawer and opened the next one, expecting to find spoons. Instead, it was filled with neatly arranged spatulas. 

"Where do they keep their spoons," Billy said to himself with exasperation. 

"There," Nancy said pointing with a finger.

"Where?"

"On your left."

Billy looked to his left and saw four drawers.

"Where exactly?"

"The one in..." Nancy let out a sight. "Let me get it."

She got up and walked one of the drawers. She opened it, took a spoon and handed it to her brother. He took it and looked at her. She was standing no more than a foot away from him. He could smell her perfume. Her breasts, nicely exposed thanks to the deep cleavage were rising and falling. She had a little bit of jam on the corner of her mouth. God, she was so sexy right now. Billy's shaft started to rise so fast that it hurt when it stretched against the confining fabric of his shorts.

The youth half walked, half ran back to his seat. He sat down and started eating his cereals. He desperately struggled to fix his eyes on the cotenants of his bowl and not the cotenants of his sister's cleavage. Nancy, on her part, was looking at his face and wondering what was happening to her brother. Because her attention was focused on his upper mody, she didn't notice what was happening in Billy's shorts. Her brother's weird behavior did surprise her, but few seconds later she shrugged her shoulders and soon her mind drifted towards other matters. Meantime, Billy was begging his penis to stop acting like this. These thoughts of his were sick. Nancy was his sister, for Christ's sake. But he could not help himself. 

He woke up this morning naked and sprawled on his bed. The covers and pillows were lying on the floor. At first, he had assumed that the events of past night were a perverted (but very pleasant) dream. But questions soon arose. For one, he always slept wearing underwear. Why did he wake up completely naked? And why was the bed in such chaotic shape?

Convinced that something wasn't right, he got dressed and went into the hallway to investigate. First he came upon the table where he had bent Nancy over and fucked her silly. He remembered taking the vase off and putting it down on the floor. And indeed, it was standing on the floor. He quickly put it back at its place and went to Nancy's room. In front of the door there was a pair of his boxers. It was then that he decided to look inside Nancy's room. He knew that he shouldn't, but at this point he was really scared. So he quietly opened the door and peeked inside. His heart became like a wild animal fleeing hunters. He expected to see two Nancies, but, much to his relief, there was only one. His sister was sleeping naked on the bed. She was totally uncovered and the bed sheets were a mess. Nancy was lying on her tummy, but that still allowed her brother to have a nice view of her naked body, including that shapely, perfect ass. When Billy finally did close the door, he was hard like a rock.

"Want a toast?" Nancy asked.

"What?" Bill was forcibly brought down back to the real world.

"I'm making myself another toast. Do you want one?"

"Uh. No. Thank you."

Nancy got up and went to the toaster. She had to slightly bent over to operate it. This caused her butt to stick out. Billy stared at it hungrily. It was the same ass he saw naked this morning. It was the same ass he caressed and kissed and fondled last night while driving his ten inches of steel hard pleasure in and out of his sister's hot, juicy pussy.

The young man had to tear his horny eyes away. He felt guilty and ashamed at having such thoughts, but he couldn't control them. He always knew that his sister was beautiful and very attractive, but it never even cross his mind to think about her sexually. But after last night he couldn't help looking at her the way a horny man looks at a sexy woman.

But what exactly did happen last night? It was not a dream. Billy knew so because he had found evidence in the form of the vase and his boxers left in front of Nancy's door. Something definitely did happen. But what? Bill could understand having sex with his sister, even if the thought troubled him, but he couldn't find any logical explanation to account for him seeing Nancy fucking a second Nancy while a third Nancy was fucking with him. And what about this Nancy here and now? As far as he could tell, she was acting perfectly naturally. She did not appear to avoid him or to treat him differently. So, did they fuck last night or not? Bill decided to test her.

"Do you like this house?" he asked.

"This place is sweet," Nancy answered joyfully.

"Yeah. But sometimes it can get spooky."

"How so?" she asked puzzled.

"Did you sleep well last night?"

Nancy broke eye contact and took a deep breath. Billy got the impression that she was hiding something. 

"Sure," she answered. 

"Did anything strange happen last night?" Billy kept pressing.

Nancy took a big bite out of her toast and started to chew it slowly and carefully. "Like what?" she finally asked after swallowing.

"I think that I heard a noise coming from your room," Billy said, making sure to sound casual.

"What kind of noise?" There was a slight trembling in her voice.

"I'm not sure," he said. "It sounded like a scream, or a moan."

"You must have been dreaming," she reassured him nervously. "Do you want orange juice?" Nancy asked before her brother had the time to follow up on her answer.

"No," Billy said. "Listen. Last night..."

"You have any plans for today," she cut him.

"Not really."

They heard footsteps approaching. A moment later their father entered the kitchen.

"Good morning kids."

"Hi dad," Billy greeted him.

"Morning daddy," Nancy welcomed him in sweet, but also somewhat seductive voice.

Doctor Harden had too many things on his head to notice the way his daughter was addressing him. He opened the fridge and spent a long moment studying its contents.

"Billy, did we buy cakes or something like that when we were in the town yesterday?"

"I don't think so dad."

"Nancy," doctor Harden turned to his daughter. "What is your mother's favorite cake?"

"Strawberry, I think."

"Good. I'm going to town to buy your mom some strawberry cake, plus some other things. Do you kids want to come?"

"No dad." Nancy was the first one to answer. "I'm going to use the pool."

"That's ok," her father replied. "What about you, son?"

Billy didn't want to go, but what was the alternative? Staying home with a mother who was acting weird? Or perhaps keeping company with a sister about whom he had sexual fantasies and who was going to wear nothing but a bikini? If he couldn't look at her right now when she was fully dressed without getting an erection, how was he going to react when she was going to be half naked?

"Sure dad, but can I finish my breakfast first?"

"Oh yes, of course. I'll be waiting for you near the car. Oh, and kids, don't say a word about this to mom. I want it to be a surprise.

***

Nancy was lying on a lounge chair next to the pool. She was completely naked and glistening with suntan lotion. She had decided to profit from the absence of the two males to work on her tan. And since she detested tan lines, she was sunbathing in the nude.

Concerned about sunburns, she picked up a bottle of suntan lotion and spilled a generous quantity on her busty chest. As the huge, white droplets rained on her impressive tits, it occurred to the girl that it sort of looked like sperm. With a giggle, the shapely and well tanned twenty-year old started spreading the lotion all over her body, just as she would do had it been real cum. It was at this moment that it hit her – the horniness. It was the same feeling she had experienced yesterday just before her father fucked her brains out. She had also felt it last night when she had a very lovely and very long fuck session with her double. 

Nancy could not explain what was happening, but she sure was not going to fight it. Why should she? It felt so nice. Her nipples became rock hard and erect. They begged to be touched. Her pussy was already leaking juices and her swollen clitoris was peaking out of this hood. 

As she massaged the lotion into her breasts, her fingers started to be more and more preoccupied with her nipples. They were very hard by now, and the harder they got, the better they felt under her rough caresses.

Nancy closed her eyes and licked her lips. Her hands eagerly massaged her tits. Without even realizing it, she allowed her left hand to slide downwards on her slippery, glistening tummy towards her boiling pussy. She moaned when her fingers touched her sex starved womanhood. Her vagina was overflowing. Instinctively, Nancy slipped a finger inside. The sensation was so wonderful that she bit hard on her lower lip. The lucky finger started to enter and exit the hot, juicy hole at ever increasing pace. Soon, it was joined by a colleague, and then a third jumped in to join the fun. 

"Oh yes. Feels so fucking good," Nancy whispered in ecstasy.

She temporarily opened her eyes, and almost suffered a heart attack. Her brother was standing few steps away and watching her with a blank expression on his face.

"Jesus Christ! Billy! What the fuck?!"

Nancy immediately grabbed a nearby towel and covered herself. But there was no need for modesty; Billy didn't react in any way. He continued to stare at his sister with disinterested expression. His lack of emotional reaction made Nancy unsure how to react.

"What are you doing here? Weren't you supposed to go to the town with dad?"

Billy didn't answer. Nancy was surprised to discover that despite her predicament she was still horny. In fact, her body was getting more aroused with every second. The fabric of the towel felt so good as it was rubbing against her pleasure hungry, diamond hard nipples. Her pussy was still wet and crying for attention. 

"What are you doing?" Billy asked in eerily emotionless, mechanical voice.

"I'm sunbathing, how the fuck does it look like?" she answered aggressively.

"What does that mean?" Billy asked. He appeared to be completely unfazed at having just seen his sister naked and playing with herself.

"I put lotion on myself and I expose my body to the sun." Nancy was so ashamed, angry and horny that the strangeness of Billy asking about something every human being should know about didn't even register with her. 

"Why?" he asked.

"Because I want to have a nice tan," she replied as if the question was retarded. 

"Why?"

"Because I want to look beautiful. Why? Are you stupid all of a sudden or something? Get the fuck out of here and leaven me alone."

Billy didn't comply with the polite request. He approached and picked up the bottle of the suntan lotion. 

"You were rubbing this substance over your body," Billy stated.

"Great. He's seen me rubbing my tits. Just fucking great," she thought.

Billy placed himself behind his sister and poured the lotion onto his hand. He then put both his hands on her back and started to massage the naked flesh.

Nancy was so surprised that she did nothing to protest. There was also another reason why she didn't object; in her aroused state, having these strong, masculine hands rubbing her back felt really good. As her brother's hands slowly and sensually moved over her flesh, her horny body started to respond. A pleasant tingle originated from her back and quickly spread all over her body. The girl closed her eyes and sighed from pleasure.

Billy poured more lotion and started to massage her shoulders and neck. His hands reached her shoulders, but the towel still covering her front prevented him from reached any lower. Billy grabbed it and threw it away. His sister offered only token resistance. Instinctively, she covered her breasts with her arms, but there was no need for that. At the moment her brother was content to leave her melons alone.

He poured more lotion and continued to rub her shoulders. While his hands were occupied with the girl's shoulders, his lips were about to make contact with her neck. Billy lowered his head and gently kissed the back of his sister's neck. Combined with her arousal, this was enough to send a powerful shiver through her body and make her moan aloud. 

Billy's hands were still massaging her, but now they were descending lower with each move. Nancy didn't mind. She surrendered to the lust. His hands reached the edge of her breasts and continued to press downwards. Nancy's arms got in the way, so Billy took them and removed them from her tits. She offered no resistance. As soon as her melons were exposed, Billy grabbed them with his hands and started massaging them from behind. At the same time his mouth became busy with licking, kissing and biting his sister's neck. 

"Mmmmm. You little pervert," Nancy whispered. "Aren't you ashamed? I'm your sister." Her words were means as a censure, but her tone made it plain that she enjoyed this treatment very much and wanted for it to continue.

Billy's fingers located her large, dark nipples and immediately got to work on them. The nipples were so hard that they almost hurt. Billy's nipple play felt heavenly good. In fact, it felt so good that it was enough to bring Nancy's already seriously aroused body to the edge.

"Oh. Oooh. Ooooooh! Oh Billy. I think that... Oooooh! That... Oh shit bro. I'm going to fucking come. You making me come. You... Shiiiiiiit! Shiiiiiiiiiiit! Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck! Biiiiiiiiillllllyyyyyyyyyy!"

The brother continued to caress his sister thorough her orgasm. The beautiful girl spent a short moment moaning and trashing while her devoted brother kept embracing her from behind. It was a relatively small orgasm, but a small orgasm is still an orgasm.

Nancy was still recovering when Billy gently put her down and turned around so she could lie on her belly. She wasn't sure what he was up to, but after making her come she was willing to let him do his thing. Besides, the lust and horniness were still burning inside her body. She needed more fucking. As long as her handsome, gorgeously built brother was willing to provide it, she was willing to offer herself completely.

Billy poured some lotion on Nancy's back and spread it all over. He kissed her glistening, naked back and then started massaging it. He then moved his hands downwards, kissing from time to time the part of her body he was massaging. After each kiss Nancy squealed from delight. She desperately wanted Billy to fuck her, but on the other hand, she did enjoy his caresses. For now, she was willing to let him take his time and continue.

Billy reached her butt and gently, lovingly massaged and kissed each ass cheek. His hands then went to her left leg. Slowly, massaging and kissing, the young man reached her foot. He lifted it to rub lotion all over it, and once done, he kissed the toes. When his work on the left foot was complete, Billy switched to the right leg. He picked up the right foot, took it into his mouth and sucked the toes. 

"Oh bro. Mmmmmmm. Oooooh. Feels so fucking nice. Ooooh."

Billy went up the leg, massaging and kissing it. By the time his hands returned to his sister's round, perky ass, the girl's backside was shinning from the sun lotion. The young man's fingers started massaging her butt again. But this time Billy wanted to go further – both figuratively and literally. He located her anal hole, parted the flesh around it and touched it with the tip of his tongue. 

Nancy jumped from this unexpected, but immensely pleasurable contact. 

"Oh fuck!" she half screamed, half moaned.

Her brother's tongue started to intrude deeper and deeper into the hole.

"Fuck yes bro. Lick my asshole. God this feels good. Lick my fucking asshole bro. Please."




Sexploration Ch. 06



I'm obviously a pretty open and very sexual creature. ;) However, once I got married I tried to be a little more straight laced. I was a very good girl. Sure, like most married people, I enjoyed the occasional fantasy about extracurricular sex, but it never went further than that. Therefore, the first time I seriously considered stepping out on my husband, it came from a really unexpected place!

Johnny and my husband had been friends for many years. I have always gotten along with his guy friends, but it wasn't like we were all that familiar with each other. I was the little woman who occasionally hung out with them too to play games, or have a couple of drinks. It was the end of August, almost the end of summer vacation. We were throwing a birthday party for one of our very good friends, Teddy. Teddy is really popular so it was a pretty good turnout. Johnny had decided to attend the party with us – sort of a last hurrah before he was due to deploy.

Johnny is an absolute flirt. I didn't really know about that until I heard some interesting comments going around the party regarding some of his antics. He was a grown man, and I was being the good wife, not having too much to drink, and keeping an eye on my husband.

My husband and I had been together for four years at this point – we were already to that comfortable relationship where we didn't feel we needed to be attached at the hip. We had four beautiful children; my oldest was two when we got together. I was so used to being at home with the babies or being the designated driver because I was pregnant, that it never occurred to me to be bothered by the fact that no one made me feel sexy any more.

Anyway, back to Johnny. He was young, attractive and free, and whenever he stopped to talk to me I started to feel a little tingle. Then again he was flirting with everything that had tits and two legs so I didn't take it too seriously.

He was fully on his game that night. It appeared he was going to get lucky with one of the older, MILF types. She actually pulled me aside and asked what she should do. I told her to go for it; it'd be a hell of a ride! Laughing at her stunned face, I told her if the answer was no he would respect that.

As the evening progressed and wound down, he came over and offered me a backrub. Feeling a little stiff after sitting alone at the bar in the kitchen, his suggestion sounded too good to pass up. His hands worked magic on my muscles; I moaned and groaned my appreciation not realizing the effect it might have on his already revved libido.

Finally, the party broke apart until it was just him and me. We sat down to play some cards. He jokingly suggested strip poker. I'm pretty sure I thoroughly stunned him when I agreed. Now I am no ace card sharp, but for some reason when I played this particular game I never lost. I enjoyed the view with him down to his boxers after the first few rounds. Boot camp had sure done some nice things to his body!

Don't get too excited yet! Nothing came out of that night. The party shut down, no one got lucky, but now there was a tension in the air between us that wasn't there before. I didn't get to see him for over a year thanks to the deployment, and I suppose those thoughts lay dormant in my mind. When I found out that I was the one responsible for picking him up from the airport at the end of that week, they surfaced with a vengeance!

I imagined how that night could have ended had we finished our game. I imagined him making a lot of suggestive comments on our trip back from the airport. I even imagined what we could do when we got back to the house before everyone else got home. But I tamped down those thoughts because there was no way he was going to be interested in me! Not to mention I shouldn't have had these thoughts being a MARRIED WOMAN!

The day of pick up arrived and I was in a scramble, cleaning my car, checking my appearance over and over, and finally arriving at the airport an HOUR early. By the time he touched down, I was fidgeting. When he walked through to the waiting area, I was standing, hands in my pockets, looking a lot more nonchalant then I felt. Then, surprisingly, he hugged me. I felt something deep down that told me I was in big trouble. We quietly gathered his bags and headed to the car.

Then, damn my luck, I took the wrong exit on the way home! What should have been a half hour drive turned into an hour and a half long trip. The tension was so thick in that car. I did discover that we shared a similar taste in music at least. Halfway into the drive he started fidgeting with his leg. I had to remove my zip up and we both avoided eye contact. Well, at least I did, so I don't really know what he was doing. Part of me wanted to blurt out, "Can we just pull over and get this over with?"

For two more days I walked around a vibrating mess of frustration. He had classes for the military and I had my daily routines with the kids to get through. I'm pretty sure, despite how full my days were that I hid in my room and masturbated ten times in those two days! As the weekend finally approached, I was just about ready to admit I had imagined any kind of attraction between us and that I should just get over it!

That weekend all of us had a game night. It was a great way to unwind and forget my tension and stress. As everyone started to fade out, I noticed Johnny and I were again the last ones standing. My apprehension kicked up a thousand notches. We played for a couple more hours; the competition hot and heavy. As it neared three in the morning, I finally realized I was having fun without expecting anything. We ended the game, laughed at our antics, then we just quietly stood for a second, unsure how to finish out the night. I shrugged and reached out for a hug.

When his arms enveloped me every nerve ending in my body stood on end. He was so firm, warm, and smelled like sweat, but not in a bad way, more like he had just had really great sex. The hug lasted a minute longer than a typical friend hug, and I was trying not to move too fast so as not to break the spell. As I started to pull away from him he whispered the most terrifying, and the most exciting, words I had ever heard in my ear:

"One night and one night only?"

I could barely breathe. I rapidly considered my own thoughts and feelings, realizing I wasn't going to pass on this opportunity for anything! So, I nodded my consent.

He groaned. His arms pulled me close and tight to his body. Then those soft full lips descended on mine. Our breaths mingled and our tongues tangled. I think we were both moaning and breathing hard within seconds. His hands crept from being by my sides to hovering over my large breasts. He pulled back and watched his hands.

"I've wanted to get my hands on these forever..." The thickness of the arousal in his voice spoke directly to interesting places in my body. My eyes closed and I felt my head fall back as he rubbed, squeezed, and handled my breasts in a way they hadn't been held in forever. His lips found my ears, my neck, and my throat; I was swimming in a fog of lust.

He stopped, tugged my hand and pulled me to the back door. Feeling like a very naughty teenager I followed him out to the dark back yard, barely lit by a half moon. We went back behind the shed. I felt so dirty, but so excited already with this forbidden thrill. He pushed me against the wall of the shed and again his mouth attacked mine. I couldn't remember the last time I had felt like this: hot, passionate, wanted!

His hands pulled my shirt up and my bra cups down. He was pinching, pulling, and twisting my nipples. My knees were jelly. His lips and teeth were in my neck, and I gasped out, "Please, don't mark me." As much as I wanted his teeth to sink into my flesh to claim me as his prize, this was already so bad I didn't want evidence. He growled, but went easier on my skin. His mouth found its way to my breasts. I couldn't help but just hold onto his head as he devoured every inch of my chest. I usually have some pretty good moves, but there was nothing I could do as he swept me up in the storm that was Johnny.

While he was attached to one of my nipples, feeding like a babe, one of his hands drifted down to the waistband of my jogging pants. There were no fasteners, zippers, or anything to slow him down, so his hand just went straight to the bald mound on top of my pussy. I don't know who groaned louder at the contact.

"Oh God, if I had known you weren't wearing panties all night..." his deep husky voice penetrated my thoughts. My eyes fluttered open and I actually got a good look at the lusty expression on his face. My brain finally kicked on and I realized I wanted to be a more active participant in this!

I smiled a sexy, self assured grin, and my hands went to his waist.

"There's a really good reason that I'm not wearing any..." my hands drifted up under his shirt and felt the firm taut abs. Oh, how my body clenched at the absolute perfection of his body. I love my husband, but he's a computer tech and is more of a big teddy bear for me to cuddle.

"What is that?" he said with a cocky half grin. A finger had worked its way to between my folds and he pulled my closer so that it would be easier for him to work his magic. My next words came out a little shakier and a lot less self assured.

"Well, I've been thinking some really naughty things for the past few days..." my eyes closed and my head fell back and my hands dropped out of his shirt as his finger pierced my tight, hot, wet opening. No words were spoken as he slowly manipulated me with just one digit. I was almost on the verge of orgasm when he stopped and got my attention.

"Like the fact that I've wanted to fuck you since the night of that party? Like how I got in that car and it was really hard not to attack you? Like how I know you got home from the gym yesterday morning and you went in your room and played with your pussy while thinking about my hard cock inside you?" my eyes flew open at his words.

"Oh God, how could you tell?" I was gasping and trying to hump myself on his hand. My fingers were clawing at his pants but I couldn't think straight and I wasn't being very successful.

"Because I had my hand on my dick when you came in and said good morning. I had to fight not to follow you in there. And when I went in there to get a change of clothes I could smell the scent of sex." His free hand unbuttoned his jeans for me. As I processed his confession my hand slid into the front of his jeans.

And, oh my God, what a discovery! He was long, thick, and hard. The biggest that I had ever gotten my little hands on. My eyes were wide as saucers as he shot me another cocky grin.

"Oh you like that do you?' He pulled his pants off more until he sprang completely free. Then I could actually see him. He had to be nine inches long and as thick as my wrist; but the most beautiful part was the big mushroom head on it. It was dark red and hypnotized me. I nodded kind of dumbly and just continued to stare. He chuckled and let me hold him while he started focusing on playing with my pussy again.

It became a little bit of an effort as he really started applying his technique. He wasn't just pushing a finger in and out; I can't even describe everything he was doing in detail because my whole body was just awash with sensation. Somehow he worked my clitoris, my g-spot (which, honestly I didn't have much experience with having that spot stimulated) and his lips either on mine, my neck, or my breasts, or he'd be rubbing the small of my back... there is no way I could tell you the order or the sequence that he pushed my buttons; he just did and I crashed hard. I began to orgasm and I swear I didn't stop.

He kept whispering a light "shhh" in my ear as I moaned and groaned and whined. A few times he'd put the fingers from his free hand against my lips. That succeeded in my furiously sucking his fingers. That drove him to break free of my shaky, sweaty grasp and with a smirk he looked into my eyes and then put his hands on my shoulders. He didn't even have to say it; I slumped to my knees gasping for air.

It took me a second to clear the fog, but then I was absolutely determined to give him the best blow job I had ever given someone. It was going to be a challenge with his girth, but I was not a quitter. I leaned in and gave a long slow lick right under the head of his penis. It twitched in my hand as I was softly fondling him, getting to know his size, dimensions, learning every, bump, vein and ridge on his shaft. After the tip was wet from my licking and my tongue dripping onto it, I opened my mouth wide to start to swallow his monster. He hands were gentle in my hair and he didn't try to force it down.

I'd never had to test my gag reflex before, but I knew that tonight it was going to get a workout. I felt the rejection of my throat as the head of his dick finally descended that far. I took a calming breath, focused and pushed past that point a little more. My body heaved, and I gagged so he pulled out a little, showing me it was okay; but I didn't want to give up. I took another breath and then pushed past it more. My mouth was drooling with all my effort and that was just lubricating it up so that it was easier. Finally, my nose bumped into his groin as I hummed happily in the back of my throat.

It was short lived, however, as he pushed me off of him and pulled me up to a standing position, up against him tight and close. We both were breathing hard. He pulled up on my leg. My foot slid free from the last couple inches of the pants and he hitched it over his elbow as he rubbed his hot hard throbbing cock up and down my drenched slit, lubricating his thickness. He started to hump forward; however the position was a little too awkward and the location didn't give him much to work with. I knew what to do though, and the way I wanted him to take me... I felt just like the dirty little whore I was being.

I chuckled and lowered my leg. As I gave him a peck on the lips, he looked at me frustrated and slightly confused. When I pivoted slowly and descended to a bent over position and shook my naughty ass back at him, he groaned and grabbed my hips hard. His hands roamed all over my backside and he hummed his appreciation for the view. His fingers played with my butt crack, all the way down to my elongated pussy lips puffy with arousal. The cool air and the break in play had made me a little less wet, so he began to manipulate me again, though a little more insistent. I think he was losing his composure as we continued to push our boundaries.

Finally, I felt that wonderful mushroom head of his pushing at my entrance. Despite being wet and ready and panting with need, I was very tight and tense and hard to access immediately for his size. I bowed my back, arched my ass up higher, and breathed deep, trying to relax as he began to invade my depths. I felt a slight burning sensation deep inside as he stretched every inch of me in ways I had never thought to ever experience.

Inch after inch after inch... I was on a different plane of existence and in it I was flying towards a star that was about to explode and go super nova. When I felt that large penis head nudge open the entrance to my cervix I was a goner. I started to shake, my walls contracted and squeezed around his shaft, and the juices started flowing down my legs. There was a fine sheen of sweat covering my body and the evening air still couldn't cool me off.

I felt him pump me hard, slow, fast, soft, pull out and slap it on my clit, shove it in and hold it while I shook, move from side to side as he wiggled his hips. There wasn't a spot inside me he didn't touch. I was on the verge of blacking out. Then he leaned over me grabbed my tits, thrust into me harder one more time, which really felt like he was going to enter my stomach. He groaned as he filled up my poor sore and worn out pussy with his hot cum. We both were breathing so hard. Words didn't need to be spoken. As he softened he started to withdraw. I felt empty, naughty, guilty, but oh so satisfied. We each adjusted our clothes, and at first I didn't know how to handle the situation. But he understood, obviously, as he gathered me close. He kissed me in the crown of my hair and held my hand as we headed back in the house. As I led the way up the back stairs, he gave me a swat on the ass and whispered good night.

I've had many more adventures since that fateful night, even a couple more with Johnny. I guess one night wasn't enough for either of us!



Sexploration Ch. 1



"Are you sure about this," Roger wheezed as he scrambled up through the tangled of brush. He fell heavily when his grip on the shrub was lost.

"Yeah, I'm sure," breathed Jack almost as exhausted as his friend. 

"It's kinda hard to believe the story though."

"Look," Jack glared at him pausing to rest. "I knew that old man for a long time and he never lied to me before. Let's rest for a bit before going the rest of the way."

"I'll drink to that, but my canteens empty."

"I told you to save your water dummy. Here, have some of mine."

Roger took a deep swallow nearly dropping the container when it was ripped from his fingers.

"Hey, take it easy. If this story is true I'll need those later. I still can't quite believe it. A bunch of women living so far in the hills and no men?"

"That's what Frank told me just before he died. I know, I didn't believe him either until he showed me the pictures he brought back."

"Yeah the pictures. Let me see them again."

"You're going to wear them out looking," Jack laughed handing him the packet.

"Here, this one," Roger almost panted pointing to one woman standing near the end of a line of others. There were six in all. "I want this one. Man has she got a great set of knockers and legs long enough to keep me from falling out."

They laughed at his joke then Jack began retelling the story Frank had told him. He had become lost in the mountains. No food, no water and a broken leg. He had crawled for two days looking for water while living on what few nuts and berries he could find or reach. At dawn of the third day he lay totally exhausted and thought he was dreaming when he saw the face of a woman looking down at him. His first thought was he had died and gone to heaven, but heaven, he was sure, wouldn't have such a lovely naked woman like this.

Frank had weakly turned his head and saw three more just as lovely and equally naked women. He tried to smile but his parched lips cracked and began to bleed. Just before he lost conscientiousness he saw and felt their hands lifting him as they carried him away. Later that afternoon he woke to find still a different woman sitting next to him. When she noticed his eyes opening she moved closer and told him to relax. Nothing was going to happen to harm him and that they, she and the others, would do all they could to bring him back to health. Frank lifted his head and saw his leg was firmly held by sticks and the pain was gone. Obviously somebody knew enough to set the brake and apply splints. 

A few minutes later he was surrounded by five more women. His first thoughts from that morning of them being naked was quickly changed. All wore a small loin cloth covering their privates but there was no evidence of any other clothing. In fact it looked like they had never worn any as each was nicely tanned and the occasional natural flash of upper thigh revealed skin much lighter as if the sun hadn't touched it. He looked around the group and noticed all were very lovely, no, they were beautiful and the use of any make-up would have taken away that natural loveliness.

"That's all well and good, but get to the good part," Roger said with impatience.

"Keep your pants on," Jack retorted.

As Frank was given water and food he found himself becoming very tired. He slept through the night and woke the next morning still with one of the women staying at his side. This one, her name was Amanda, lay just close enough he could touch her. She didn't jerk or scream as he gently touched her arm, she simply rose and helped him to drink more water. Having slaked his thirst he started to ask questions, but she stopped him saying it would be better if Heather talked to him. Amanda left and quickly returned bringing Heather. Frank had so many questions but she told him to wait. She would explain everything.

All of the women were very close to the same age, about thirty, she told him. They had been flying with a group of other girls when the plane developed engine trouble. The pilot and managed to crash land the plane but as fate would have it only the six of them survived. She and the others couldn't understand why they had been spared and none of the rest. Except for bumps, bruises and few scraps none of them was really hurt. Amanda said she was ten at the time but only guess at her age now. As for the reason they remained in this place was because all were very frightened at the time. There had been plenty of food and other supplies on the plane and they were sure a rescue attempt would be made bringing them back to safety very soon. The weeks pasted, she continued, and they soon lost hope of rescue but still couldn't bring themselves to venture out. No votes were taken and it was just assumed that Amanda would be in charge since she seemed to be the only one capable of really understanding. She had formed them into a very tight knit group. Surprisingly one of the girls had found several books on survival. They read them and soon had built their camp complete with very sturdy shelters.

Knowing the area Frank quickly understood why they had never been found. This mountain was in an extremely remote area well off the beaten path. The airlines never flew over this spot and seldom could you see a private plane in the sky, hence they had become marooned surrounded by a dense forest. He wondered why smoke from their cooking fires hadn't been spotted until he looked outside. The main fire pit was deep enough he couldn't see the fire from his position and there was almost no smoke. What little there was would quickly dissipate long before it reached to tops of the trees.

A couple of days later Frank found himself feeling very grungy to the point the could begin to smell his own body odor. When Heather came in that morning, it seem she had been delegated the responsibility of his care, he asked if he could have some hot water and a cloth. She immediately knew why and fetched the supplies. Thinking she would leave Frank sat up as best he could preparing to bath, but Heather had other ideas. She explained that it would be her giving him the bath and when done he was to wear the loin cloth she showed him. It was, naturally, much larger then those the women wore but he could see it would easily cover his privates nicely.

Now, as Jack knew, Frank was an extremely modest man. He told her it wasn't really necessary that he could mange well enough by himself, but Heather wouldn't let him have his way. She helped him remove what remained of his shirt and began working on his tattered pants. The cloth of his broken leg had long since been cut away very close to his crotch. It was a simple matter of unbuttoning and pulling down the zipper then gently tugging the pants down his legs. Since Frank never wore shorts his hands quickly moved to cover his nakedness between his legs. He almost snickered at the small audible gasp Heather let out just before he managed to hide himself. 

She began at his chest using soap and warm water, slowly moving lower and washing his belly. Moving lower she cleaned the unhurt leg and then was so very gentle with the broken one. All the time, Frank had told Jack, he watched as her breasts wiggled and moved as did she. He could feel himself becoming aroused and much harder to hide it from her. When she had finished with the rest of his body Heather had insisted he remove his hands so she could complete the job. Frank hesitated but finally closed his eyes to keep from staring at her almost total nakedness and moved his hands to the side. Again he heard the soft gasp as she obviously saw his exposed organ and family jewels. She was gentle being very careful so as not to cause him any discomfort, but still he grew with the soft touch of her fingers.

 As he was about to beg her to stop he felt her fingers gripping his rapidly growing erection. She whispered for him to be quiet and lay still. Heather told him that even though she had never seen or been with a naked man she knew what was happening to him from more books they had read. She also knew what it would take to please him as her small fist began moving up and down his now turgid shaft. Her other hand cupped and squeezed his jewels helping him to more quickly rise to climax. It didn't take long before Frank felt the familiar feelings coursing through his body starting at his toes and rapidly working their way to his groin. His grunting alerted Heather to his impending eruption and she was ready for her first sexual experience. Frank's hips lifted, his body became rigid as he began to empty his scrotum. 

Heather watched with fascination as thick hot ropes spurted from the tip of his organ that she kept pumping. Again and again she watched as more of his white cream flew into the air to land on his chest and, as the spurts grew weaker, his belly. When no more came out Heather held his organ as it began to grow limp, pulling and squeezing the last few drops from his body. Sexually sated Frank sighed with contentment as Heather again cleaned his privates.

Later that day Amanda came in to visit and see how he was coming along. She asked if what Heather had done for him was good and all Frank could do was agree. She also noticed he kept staring at her chest and naked breasts, his arousal again becoming apparent beneath the loin cloth he now wore. It was lifting and she knew it was his manhood causing it. When she asked if he needed more attention Frank moved the cloth to one side exposing himself. As with Heather, Amanda gasped seeing his organ. Without even asking she wrapped her fingers around his shaft feeling it becoming harder as his heartbeat throbbing through the tight skin. Asking if it hurt when it became so hard he replied only if it isn't relieved. Amanda did as Heather had done, moving her hand up and down slow at first then more rapidly as she heard his breathing become more labored. Since all had read the books she knew what and why as she continued to pump faster on his organ. She felt the heat between her legs and also knew the why but was yet unwilling to succumb to the pleasure she had never known. When she felt him thicken and become even harder Amanda lowered her head and took him between her lips. It was something she had read in a magazine the others hadn't seen. It had explain in detail how much a man enjoyed having his penis taken by the warm, wet and hot mouth of a woman. Remembering the rest she had read Amanda began bobbing her head taking well over half of him into her mouth. She felt an additional swelling of his organ, then the rapid hot blasts of his climax. Instinctively she began to swallow as his cream forced her cheeks to bulge from having to hold so much. The taste, something very new, was exciting and she determined it was good. Over and over she took his seed while sucking, trying to pull all he had to give. She felt him begin to soften as his orgasm ended. He slipped from her lips and she licked what little had managed to escape revealing in the texture of his creamy seed and the exquisite taste.

Afterwards Frank thanked her and asked if she, or any of the others, had ever had real sex. Amanda reminded him they were very young when marooned and since there had never been a man around how could any of them be less than a virgin. He began to think this was paradise and images of him deflowering all six raced through his lust filled mind. Could it be, he wondered, that his time left on earth would be filled with the having of six incredibly gorgeous sexy women? He certainly hoped it would be true.

A month passed by and Frank had yet to have intercourse with any of the women. All during that time each had pleasured him by hand and orally, but as yet he hadn't convinced them into full sex. Then Amanda became ill. She had developed an extreme fever, enough to worry the normally calm Frank. As her condition rapidly grew worse he told the others he would try and find a way out to get help. His leg had recovered enough he could walk with the aid of a long stick. He set out amid the crying of what he had become to think of as his girls. Packing enough dried food for a week and plenty of water he started to make his way down the mountain. Close to the bottom he had fallen re-braking his leg. During the night infection set in and the next day was absolute torture, the pain causing him to pass out several times. At last he made his way to civilization, but he was to sick to tell of the women high up on the desolate mountain.

Jack had come to help him recover, but he could see it was only a matter of time before his old friend died. In the mean time Frank told him the story and begged him to find the women and bring them safely back down. Jack promised and that's why he and Roger were resting, trying to regain the energy to continue.

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There it is, dear readers, the first part of this most amazing story. Just relating it to you exhausts me and I'm forced to take a brake. I hope you like this first installment and there will be more as I'm compelled to tell the entire story. Please, if you like what really happened let me know, but don't try and suggest something that didn't take place. What I relate to you was told to me by Roger in his later years and I couldn't possibly change what he, Jack and Frank experienced. 

Yours faithfully, 

Trog 



Sexploration



We laid back, talked some and dozed off until we heard our parents opening the front door. She hurriedly picked up her clothes and scooted off to her bedroom.

We had taken our 'sexploration' to the next level that day, and we were both extremely pleased with ourselves, and each other. Neither of us had expressed any regrets or guilt feelings.

Even though our brother-sister relationship had begun to improve after the first masturbation session, it took a giant leap forward after that first oral experience. We began joking around with each other every chance that we got.

"I want to eat that delicious pussy of yours," I would whisper when I was sure no one could hear us.

"Only if I get to taste the cock juice of yours," she would reply.

We would both chuckle, and eagerly anticipate the next opportunity.

Our parents took notice of the difference in our behavior toward each other, but they attributed it to the fact that we were growing up, maturing, if you will. They were very pleased, and commended us several times. We merely smirked and told them that we were just 'discovering' what each of us had to offer.

Little did they know!

The sexual experimentation with Carol had a profound effect on me. I became much more confident in myself, and actually began to talk to some of the pretty girls at school, but I still didn't date any of them. It wasn't that I was afraid to ask them out any more, but the truth was that I preferred Carol, my sister.

Was I sick, or what?

I'll admit to being very confused about my feelings at the time. I didn't understand why I so wanted my own sister, to the point of not wanting to get involved with any other girls. I still found the other girls to be attractive, but I felt very comfortable with Carol, and enjoyed our relationship immensely. I didn't want anything to change, except I wanted to fuck Carol, of course. Even though she had told me that it was impossible for several reasons, I still held out hope that she'd change her mind, but I didn't push the issue.

One evening, several months later, when we had reached a break in our oral action, she asked me a strange question. "I know how bad you want to go 'all-the-way' with me, I want it very much, too. But I think we both understand why we can't. Not only am I determined to be a virgin when I get married, but intercourse between brother and sister is wrong. Sooo," she paused for several seconds, smirked and asked, "I was wondering if you might be interested in doing it with Alice?"

"What?" I responded, shocked but very excited. Alice had been Carol's best friend for many years. She had spent a lot of time at our house and I had gotten to know her somewhat, but she wasn't the type of girl that I fantasized about. She was just plain old Alice, Carol's frumpy little friend. If Carol was plain, Alice was even more so.

Carol went on, "Since she and I are best friends, we confide in each other and I know that she really wants to lose her cherry. She doesn't share the same desire as me, to hold out for her husband."

Thinking that maybe Carol had told Alice more than she should have, I nervously interrupted, "Does she know about us?"

"No, she doesn't, please let me continue. She's told me that she's still a virgin, but doesn't want to be any more. She has no boyfriend and her prospects of getting laid anytime soon are slim. When she told me that, a light bulb went off in my head, I thought of you and how frustrated you must be at not being able to do it with me."

I drooled as she continued. "She's told me several times that she thinks that you're a cute guy. I told her that I've accidentally seen you in the nude a few times and that you have a very sexy body. She wanted all the details regarding your body, and I told her a few things, just to whet her appetite. She became very excited and wanted to know more. Other than that, I've not told her anything about us. Before I set this up, I first wanted to know if you would be interested, as if I had to ask," she chuckled.

I was more than a little dumbfounded, I had deliberately avoided the girls in my class because of Carol, and then she offered me her best friend. What was I to think? 'She apparently doesn't feel the same way about me as I do her. Maybe she was merely using me to satisfy her lust, and now she's trying to get rid of me. I don't know, I just don't know,' I thought to myself.

After some contemplation, I finally came to the conclusion that, as long as Carol didn't want me, I'd take Alice. I mean, I really did need to get laid, I was so horny.

"I prefer you, but since you aren't available, I'll do Alice," I responded. "Just what did you tell her about my body?" I demanded, although somewhat flattered that she thought of me as being cute.

"Let's just say that she's very anxious to see you naked," she replied, as she laughed.

"You're sure this would be OK with you?" I asked, as I drooled and panted at the prospect of getting my first piece of ass.

"Of course, silly, I love you dearly, but we are brother and sister and can't pursue our sexual activity any further than it's already gone. I have a chance to do something to please you as well as my best friend. Believe me, she'll enjoy you as much as you'll enjoy her. Just be sure to eat her pussy before you, you know, stick it in her. You'll drive her wild little brother," she added with a gleam in her eye.

"Oh, by the way, Alice is on the pill, so you won't have to buy any condoms," Carol informed me as she turned to leave. I was so excited at the prospect of getting my first piece of ass that I hadn't even thought about the possibility of getting her pregnant.

Alice, like Carol, was not very pretty. She was shorter, had a decent body, a little fuller and bustier, but not as nice as Carol's. Still, she wasn't a dog by any stretch, and it was a chance to get laid. "What do I need to do?"

"Just let me handle it, I'll set the thing up. Mom and dad are going out again Saturday, I think I'll invite Alice over. Stay cool little brother, stay cool." She chuckled and winked knowingly.

I couldn't wait to talk to Carol after school the next day; I asked her if she had talked to Alice.

"Yes, everything is arranged," she responded with a decided smirk.

"What did you tell her?" I quizzed, almost pissing my pants with excitement.

"Well, I told her how horny you were," she chuckled.

"Very funny," I retorted.

"Well, you are, aren't you? Anyway, I told her that you and I would be home by ourselves Saturday night, and asked her to drop by. I also told her that I would find some excuse to go out and leave you two alone. She was very excited, and there's no doubt that she wants to get into your pants as much as you want to get into hers. It'll be the first time for her too, so be very gentle. Don't forget to eat her pussy first, you must drive her as wild with your tongue as you do me."

"I will, I will," I promised, excitedly.

Saturday finally arrived, our parents left, and Alice showed up on schedule. She was dressed in a pair of tight shorts and a t-shirt, with no bra. She looked especially sexy and ready for action. Her rigid nipples stood at attention, as evidenced by the little bumps on her shirt. 

'Carol was right; she's as excited as I am. I wonder if she notices the bulge in my pants,' I thought.

We sat on the couch as if to watch TV, and Carol made sure that Alice and I sat next to one another. After about 15 or 20 minutes of inane conversation, Carol made an excuse for leaving us alone. Neither Alice nor I minded that her excuse was quite lame.

Then we were alone, the time had come for action and my heart was beating fast and loud. 'My gosh, what do I do now?' I thought to myself. I didn't know where to start, since I had no experience with putting the make on a girl. The only thing that I could think of, besides getting laid, was her sexy outfit.

"I like your outfit," I finally said, to break the tension.

"Gee thanks, my mom said it's too revealing, what do you think?"

"I think it makes you look very sexy."

"You do?" she giggled. "You're not just saying that are you?"

"No, I really mean it." My bulge was growing by then, and I watched as her eyes moved to my crotch.

She smiled and said, "Maybe you are telling the truth," she giggled again.

'What do I do now? I think she gave me the perfect opportunity, but I still don't know what to say.'

"Would you like to see it?" I just blurted out. 'Damn, why did I say such a stupid thing? I really blew it now, damn, damn, damn!' I fretted.

She surprised me by giggling some more and saying, "Oh, yes!" The crude, direct approach apparently suited her just fine.

I stood up to un-snap and un-zip my pants and she moved closer. I pulled my pants down and her eyes widened at the more defined bulge in my briefs. I slowly lowered them until my hard-on sprang right out in front of her. "Ooh," she gasped, somewhat bug-eyed. "I-it's fantastic," she stammered as she kept her eyes glued on it. "I've never seen a hard penis before, may I touch it?"

Feeling confident and in control of the situation, I replied, "Sure, but not before you take off your clothes. I'm dying to see your, naked body too." She smiled, jumped up and quickly removed her t-shirt, revealing her lovely mounds capped by those beautifully erect nipples. They were bigger than Carol's and shaped a little differently, but beautiful nonetheless. "They're beautiful," I told her sincerely. She smiled and lowered her shorts and panties at the same time. As she stepped out of them she asked again if she could touch it. "Turn around and bend over first," I said, and she did so willingly.

As she bent over and gave me a fantastic view of everything she had, just as Carol had done that first night that we had revealed ourselves to one another. Her ass was much broader than Carol's, but looked wonderfully enticing to my horny eyes, as I focused on her pussy lips. I could see a glistening at her hole, indicating that she was aroused, wet and ready for action.

"Fantastic view, Alice," I offered, grinning from ear to ear.

She straightened up and said, "Now, please, may I touch it?"

I instructed her to come closer and kneel in front of me. "OK, it all yours to do with as you please," I told her. She got down on her knees and positioned herself so that she looked straight at it, inching up until it was only a few inches from her face. She reached over and touched it, and I moaned, as I mentally compared her touch to Carol's, it felt almost as good.

"It's so masculine, so hard, I love it. May I kiss it?" she asked lustily.

"Oh yes, by all means. Kiss it, lick it, suck it, but don't bite it," I warned with a chuckle, and she grinned. Her mouth was on it in a flash. She kissed it, licked it and began sucking on it with a zeal I hadn't expected.

She backed off for a second and asked, "I've never done this before, am I doing it right?"

"Ooh yeah!" I replied. Her mouth on my cock gave me a different feel, a different sensation than I had been experiencing with Carol. It was very exciting, and it wasn't long before the floodgates were ready to burst. "I'm going to cum," I grunted. She tried to smile and I saw a sparkle in her eyes, as she kept on sucking. As predicted, I exploded into her mouth, and she caught and swallowed every drop.

"Wow!" I exclaimed.

When she felt like she had gotten it all, she looked up at me and asked "Tastes great! Did you enjoy that as much as I did?"

"Oh yes, yes indeed," I replied. She wasn't as accomplished as Carol, but she hadn't had the practice that Carol had had.

"I want you to teach me how to do it better. I want to give you the best blow jobs that you've ever had," she said sincerely.

"We'll need lots of practice for that," I stated with a shit-eating grin on my face.

She smiled and nodded in agreement, "I'm all for it."

I was spent, my cock went semi-limp and I sat back on the couch. She got up off her knees, sat next to me, looked straight into my eyes and asked, "What now?"

"Well, for starters, as soon as I recover from that great blow-job that you just gave me, I'm going to eat that delicious looking pussy of yours. Then I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before."

"I can hardly wait, but I've never been fucked before," she said with an innocent looking sheepish grin.

"Have you ever been eaten out?"

"I had my dog lick my pussy once, it felt good, but I don't think that counts. Does it?"

"No, it doesn't," I laughed.

I knelt in front of her, positioned her on the edge of the couch, asked her to spread her legs and dove in for my evening snack. I used everything that I had learned with Carol, and drove Alice wild. She moaned, squealed, and quivered the entire time I licked, sucked and tweaked her clit with my lips and tongue. I didn't know if it was one big orgasm or a series of smaller ones, but she seemed to have been cuming continuously.

She finally had had enough, pushed my head away from her pussy, looked me in the eye and said, "My God! That was so much better than I had ever imagined it would be, where did you learn to do that?"

"I have a natural sweet tooth for sweet pussy like yours, and I've read a few good books," I lied.

The pussy eating experience had gotten my cock rock hard again. After she rested up for a few minutes, I looked at her and said, "Look at what you've done to me again." I pointed to my rigid cock.

She smiled, obviously pleased with the effect she had on me and said, "What do you want me to do about it?"

"Lay back and spread those gorgeous legs, show me that pink pussy hole," I instructed.

"Yes! Fill me with your hard cock, I want you to take my ripe cherry. I've been wanting, waiting for this moment for a long time."

She laid back and I mounted her in a flash. Her pussy was sopping wet and my cock slid part way in effortlessly. When it met with a bit of resistance, I backed off and pushed it in again. As I nudged her cherry on the second thrust, she lunged forward with her hips, and I was home, buried to the balls. We both let out a low moan as I slid in past her cherry. I didn't know that women often feel varying degrees of pain when they lose their cherry, but she didn't give any indication of being in any pain. I marveled at how good it felt to finally have my cock buried in a wet pussy, natures cock garage.

"You broke my cherry, and it didn't hurt at all," she moaned. "Well, maybe a little bit, but only for a few seconds."

"Good," I replied, as I began rhythmically thrusting my cock in and out of her pussy. In a short while her groans grew louder and I felt ready to explode again. She gave one loud moan, clamped her legs around my torso and dug her heels into my ass cheeks. I couldn't hold it any longer, and I spewed every bit of cum that I had left into her wanting pussy. She convulsed almost out of control as I continued to pump until I was as limp as a wet noodle, at which time she relaxed her scissors grip, and we both laid back, totally spent.

After a few minutes I asked, "How was it?"

"Wonderful, absolutely wonderful, I dreamt that it would be like this, and it was," she replied.

"It was fantastic for me too," I told her.

"I'm so glad," she said. "I so much wanted to please you."

"You did more than please me, you made me ecstatic and took my male cherry in the process," I told her with all sincerity.

"We took each other's, now neither one of us are virgins any more," she chuckled.

"Do you think we could do this again sometime?" I asked.

"Ooh yes! Yes! Yes! I could do this every day with you." She was very sincere and I was most pleased with myself. 'My first piece of ass, and she's asking for more, what a wonderful world this is!' I thought. We hugged each other for a few minutes, until a knock on the door got us scurrying for our clothes.

We scrambled to get our clothes back on, and Alice moved over to position herself over the wet spot on the couch while I went to the door. It was Carol, as we expected. "I thought I'd better knock, just in case," she snickered. "You two weren't up to anything were you?" She smiled knowingly.

"Oh, no," we both smiled as we answered simultaneously.

After Alice left that evening, Carol cornered me and had me give her all of the details. She seemed to show a mixture of self-satisfaction for having gotten me my first piece of ass, and a hint of jealousy. She placed her hand under her dress and rubbed her pussy through her panties as I detailed the events of the evening.

Watching her trying to pleasure her self got me horny again. "How would you like me to eat that delicious pussy of yours?" I stated as I shoved her back onto the bed. I didn't wait for an answer, I took her silence as a positive response, as I pulled her panties off and ate her pussy like it was the last one on earth. I could tell that she really wanted that, needed it in fact. She was especially responsive and had one hell of an orgasm.

When she recovered, she reached over to undo my pants. "You don't have to do that tonight, Sis," I told her.

"I want to, I really want to," she replied sincerely, and proceeded to give me the best blow-job that she had ever given me. It seemed to me that she might have looked upon Alice a rival, and felt the need to outdo her, to show that she was still queen of the blow-jobs in our house.

"Your cock tasted like pussy tonight," she said somberly. "I'm just sorry that it wasn't my pussy." With that utterance, she picked herself up and went off to her room.

I wished it was her pussy, too.

Our relationship changed, yet again, that night; Carol became increasingly moody and began distancing herself from me. She was rarely willing to get together for sex, and was never willing to talk the way we had been. Every time I tried to talk to her, she excused herself, saying that she didn't feel like talking.

Over the next couple of months Alice and I got together as often as we could, which was about once or twice a week. I continued to sense that Carol didn't like the attention I was paying to Alice, but she said nothing. Since I couldn't get Carol to open up and talk to me, I took advantage of Alice to keep my young, virile horns trimmed.

In the meantime, Carol met a guy that she liked, and began dating him steadily. Her attitude changed somewhat after meeting Mike, she loosened up a bit, but she still wasn't the same Carol that I had come to love. I could understand why we didn't have sex very often, but I just couldn't understand why she wouldn't talk to me. 'She must be getting what she needs from her boyfriend,' I thought.

One Friday night Carol was out on a date with Mike, my parents were in bed and I was watching late night TV. Shortly after midnight, the front door opened abruptly and Carol stormed in.

"Hi Sis, a bit early for you to be home, isn't it?"

"So, what business is it of yours," she snapped and went straight up to her room. 'Must be having problems with Mike,' I surmised.

I decided that if I went up to her room to see if I could comfort her, maybe let her vent a little, our relationship might improve. I proceeded up the stairs to her room, found her door unlocked, walked in and closed it behind me. She was lying on the bed, face down, sobbing away.

"What is it Sis, what's the matter?"

"Nothing, it's nothing," she replied with a sniffle.

"Something is obviously bothering you, c'mon, tell little brother all about it."

"Go away! I don't want to talk about it," she said, sobbing loudly.

"Having problems with Mike?" I continued anyway.

"None of your damn business, I just don't want to talk about it," she retorted.

Undaunted, I pushed on, "What can I do to help? It'll do you good to talk about it. You know you can talk to me any time, I love you and I want to help if I can."




Sexploration



"No you don't, you don't love me at all. Now GET OUT OF HERE!" She shouted. I was afraid that we would wake mom and dad, so I left, more confused than ever. She had been giving me the cold shoulder for awhile, but I didn't realize that she was as pissed at me as she seemed to be that night. I couldn't imagine what I had done to get her that upset with me, I was merely trying to help.

It just so happened that mom and dad were planning on going out the next evening, and I had invited Alice over, expecting that Carol would be out with Mike. That afternoon Carol informed me that if Alice and I were going to 'get-it-on' that night, we would need to go somewhere else. She planned on staying home, and wasn't about to change her plans for us.

I could sense that she had calmed down a little and that she might be willing to talk about what was bothering her, and I felt that she needed me more than Alice did. I phoned Alice and told her that something very important had come up and we would need to postpone our date. She was disappointed, but accepted my brief explanation.

After mom and dad left, Carol came down and sat on the other end of the couch from me, not saying a word. She had her arms crossed in front of her and a serious and determined look about her. I could see that she was not at all interested in the football game that I had tuned in.

"Feeling any better?" I asked.

"A little," She responded curtly. "Do you have a date with Alice tonight?"

"No, I called it off."

"Why?"

"I wanted to stay home with you tonight, to be here just in case you decided to talk about what's bothering you." She seemed a bit surprised, but pleased with my response as her stern expression softened a bit.

"You know that you can talk to me about anything, anything at all. I love you very much, and I want to help you in the worst way. I feel so useless when you shut me out," I told her.

I could detect a hint of a smile, but only a hint. She said nothing, so I asked, "Is it Mike?"

"Partially," she said, at least I got that much out of her, it was a start.

"Is he trying too hard to get into your pants? Is that the problem?"

"Partially," she responded. Her one-word responses weren't getting us very far, but I continued anyway.

"He hasn't taken your cherry, has he?" I asked hoping for the answer that she gave.

"No, but he sure has tried."

"Still saving yourself, eh? Well maybe he'll be your husband some day."

"No way! He's cute, but we really aren't compatible. Anyway, we broke up last night," she responded.

"So that's it, you and Mike had a fight."

"Partially."

"What do you mean, partially? What else could be bothering you?"

"You."

"Me?"

"Yes, you, damn it!"

I was dumbfounded and speechless, as I couldn't imagine what I had done to upset her.

As I was pondering her statement about me being the cause of her problems, she blurted out, "I'm jealous of Alice," and she started to sob.

I was take aback a little, but I scooted over to her and hugged her. When she calmed down, she went on. "I really want to be in Alice's place, I love you very much and I want to feel you inside of me so badly. I just can't stand the fact that she's getting you and I'm not."

I was in a state of total shock, 'This is the same Carol who started our sexual exploration and set up all of the ground rules. We did everything her way. She was the one who got Alice and I together. Now she was upset with me. Go figure!' I thought, as I tried to sort things out in my mind.

"I-I don't know what to say. You're the one who set up the rules, I merely followed them."

"I know," she sobbed. "But you could've pushed a little, you knew how much I wanted you, I would've given in," she said, still sobbing.

'Women!' I thought to myself. 'Damn them, anyway!' She had aroused the animal in me, as I felt that she had questioned the very essence of my masculinity.

I didn't think, I just reacted, like an animal in lust. I stood up, removed my shirt and pants, pulled her to her feet and attacked her. I practically tore off her blouse, shorts and panties (she wasn't wearing a bra) and proceeded to take her cherry.

After I had her naked, I bent her over the back of the couch, fingered her receptive pussy until I felt that she was wet and ready for my hard cock. I positioned it at her entrance and rammed it home, with no regard to her potential pain.

"Ouch, damn that hurt!" She squealed.

"Too, bad, get used to it, you wanted assertiveness, now you've got it."

She only complained of pain on that first lunge, after that she moaned and groaned in obvious pleasure as I pounded her with zeal.

"OH, yes, yes I do want it. Fuck me, I want you to fuck me good!" She encouraged as I continued to pound in and out of her newly deflowered pussy.

I was no longer her loving brother, I was an aroused animal as I continued to fuck her silly until she came, screaming and convulsing. She was still quivering when I finally shot my load deep into her canal.

Finished with the mating ritual, I began to think like a human being again. 'God, I hope I didn't hurt her, I just lost it for a while.'

"Are you OK, Sis?" I asked with genuine concern.

"Am I OK? I'm better than I've ever been, you're absolutely amazing. You're so young, yet so much a man," she responded. "You gave me just what I needed, and have been wanting all this time."

I just smiled and responded, "Thanks." I felt so proud of myself, and so adult and virile.

I looked at her swollen lips and noticed some blood seeping out, mixed with my semen. "Sis! You're bleeding!"

She looked down, checked it out and consoled me, "It's OK, I bleed worse than this during my period, would you get me a wash cloth, please."

I jumped up, ran to the bathroom and returned with a damp wash cloth in a flash. She wiped herself and showed me that the bleeding was minimal and was nothing to be concerned about.

She left the washcloth in place between her legs and pulled me close to her in a loving embrace.

"Mom has been after me to get on the pill, I think I had better take her advice before it's too late," she chuckled.

"What about tonight?" I asked worriedly.

"It's my most infertile time of the month, it won't be a problem," she assured me. I wasn't convinced, and fretted until she had her next period.

"What should I do about Alice?" I asked Carol.

"Do you want to see her again?" she responded with a question of her own, sort of glaringly.

"No, not as long as I have you," I replied.

"Then leave her to me, Mike has been looking to get laid. I'll just fix the two of them up, just like I did with you two. I know Alice likes Mike, and I'm sure Mike doesn't care who's pussy he gets into. He's just looking for a place to park that stiff prick of his," she giggled, as she explained her plan.

If our brother-sister relationship had been special before, it had become even more special that evening.

We lay there in each other's arms for a long time. As we were finally getting up to go to bed, she whispered to me "I'm still a virgin, brothers don't count."

I think she was serious.

Epilogue:

Carol and I continued as lovers for a couple of years, but all good things must come to an end, and did.

The end to our sexual relationship came shortly after Carol met a special guy during her junior year in college. After only a couple of dates with him, I began to notice a change in her, and her attitude toward me, but it wasn't until she began to refuse sex with me that I fully realized that she was serious about him and what the implications were.

She tried to ease the pain that she knew I'd suffer by bringing Kevin over to the house often, in the hopes that I'd get to know him and like him. I responded negatively, with jealously and resentment. I refused to accept Kevin, and it tore Carol up, she was caught in between Kevin and I, she loved us both, and when the situation didn't resolve itself, she became depressed.

I, too, sunk into a state of depression, knowing deep down that Carol was doing the right thing, but still not being able to accept losing her. Logically, it had to happen, but emotionally, I couldn't handle it.

Even though I resented Kevin and tried to find fault with him, I had to admit that he was a good guy. Even admitting that, and knowing that he was good for Carol, however, didn't help my state of mind.

I suspected that Carol had told Kevin about our relationship, because they began to introduce me to other girls as a means of possibly solving the problem. They tried to fix me up with 8 different girls over a period of a couple of months, all of whom were attractive, but it proved hopeless. We double dated several times, they brought several of them over to the house, but I still couldn't get interested in any of them. Two of the girls seemed very interested in me, but I couldn't bring myself to reciprocate the interest.

And then it happened.

My parents, sensing that Carol was serious about Kevin, invited Kevin's entire family over to our house for a barbecue one Saturday, so that we could get to know one another better. In addition to his parents, his two sisters, one older and one younger were invited. The older sister was two years older than Kevin and married with a child, and the three of them attended. The younger sister, Dixie, was a year younger than me, and had a steady boyfriend at the time, and he accompanied her to the barbecue.

The minute that I laid eyes on Dixie, my entire outlook on life changed, I was completely captivated. I couldn't take my eyes off her as she made her entrance, with boyfriend in hand. Kevin introduced us, and as I looked into her beautiful hazel eyes and clasped her dainty hand, the sparks flew. My heart began to palpitate, butterflies fluttered in my midsection and my knees weakened and began to buckle. I was so smitten with the vision of loveliness before me that I was at a total loss for words. I managed to utter a 'nice to meetcha' and that was the extent of our initial conversation.

My focus immediately changed from Carol to Dixie, and I forgot all about my jealousy and resentment toward Kevin. However, as good as I felt about Dixie, there was a slight problem, she already had a boyfriend, which is why Kevin hadn't ever tried to fix me up with her.

Dixie was very gregarious and went out of her way to make me feel more at ease, and she accomplished her objective by being overly friendly and attentive. There were no outward signs, but I sensed that she liked what she saw in me, as well.

I followed her around like a little puppy dog that evening, much to the chagrin of her boyfriend. To his credit, though, he didn't say or do anything to cause a scene, but he easily could have. Maybe it was because of Dixie's diplomacy that he didn't, as she found a way to entertain the both of us without favoring one over the other.

As the party broke up and the guests were leaving, Dixie came up to me and gave me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. I was smitten, big time, and I sensed, even more strongly, that she might have been, too.

The week following the party, I was lamenting the fact that Dixie had a boyfriend, and was trying to decide what I should do. I couldn't get her out of my mind, I wanted to call her, just to talk, and maybe to ask her out, but kept making excuses, and continued putting the phone call off.

Dixie solved my problem, she called on the following Thursday and asked me out on a date that weekend. She pulled no punches, and told me that she had broken up with her boyfriend and wanted to go out with me. It was typical of her, liberated, sure of what she wanted and no qualms about going after it, and I was what she wanted.

That was the beginning of a great relationship, which has lasted to this day. Dixie and I are married and have two wonderful children. Carol and Kevin are also married with three children of their own. The four of us are very close and get along famously, and are happy and content in our respective married lives.

Any and all comments are appreciated.