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A Holiday Surprise

By: Pedev1



Dinner had been filled with sensual innuendo, and laughter. The sort of conversation that seems to come so much more naturally when you are on holidays.

You looked radiant, a picture of elegance in a simple black dress and with your auburn hair piled high on your head. So much more mature than the girl celebrating her 19th birthday.

I was the envy of the men, and no doubt many of the women, in the room. Relaxed and comfortable in the company of my delightful younger companion. No doubt we intrigued many of them. The vivacious, vibrant girl and her older, more reserved dinner partner. 

The waiter made his desire for you obvious, a lothario in tight black pants, the bulge of his cock plainly apparent as he leaned too close to you when delivering your meal. You giggled at my smile as I enjoyed watching my little coquette playing with her prey.

"do you want him darling?"

You pondered your reply, then another giggle.

"Why, are you planning on leaving me stranded? " Eyes wide and feigned innocence as you flirted again with him while he tended to the table next to us.

"Never, my precious, never."

The rest of the meal was pleasant, but uneventful and as we left the restaurant, I brushed against our waiter whilst passing him a tip, and a note.

I awoke to the feel and sight of you straddling me. Your perfect breasts rising and falling in rhythm with the rocking of your hips as you ride me. As you slide your wet sex up and down the length of my hardness, you press your hips down firmly, grinding your open cunt against the hardness of my pelvic bone. Mashing your throbbing clit against my body, driving yourself further onto me.

Your eyes are closed, head thrown back, mouth open in a silent cry as my finger teases the puckered rim of your tight ass, circling slowly then pressing slightly into you, feeling your body push back to meet my invading finger.

As you start to build the tempo of your thrusts, you feel hands on your hips, bending you forward. My finger in the cleft of your butt is replaced with the blunt, firm head of a hard cock. You cry out, your eyes opening wide and turn your head to see who is behind you. My hands capture your face and stop you from seeing the invisible lover behind you. You feel the relentless pressure of his hardness entering you and bear down, arching your back, opening yourself for him to fill you.He slides deep into your ass and you gasp at the delicious fullness, relishing the wanton lust of having two hard cocks buried in you. Your hips begin their passionate rhythm again, knees spreading wider on the bed, craving for us to be deeper inside you. Rocking harder and faster backwards now, slamming your ass into the hips of the unseen man behind you.

The room is filled with the smells and sounds of your passion, the scent of your excitement and the sound of your cunt and ass sliding up and down the firm flesh that is filling you. The man behind you entwines a hand in your hair, pulling your head back to him and kissing the side of your sweat covered neck. Your breasts arch towards me, the burning buds red and swollen. My teeth close around the tip of your left breast, squeezing and tugging at the tender nipple, biting firmly as you moan.

SLAP

You feel the sting of his hand on the sweet soft swell of your hip as he brings his hand down hard on your tender flesh. The impact sends shivers or excitement to your core and i feel your cunt squeeze me tighter as again his hand stings your skin. His right hand is still wrapped i your hair, his left raining open handed slaps on both sides of your ass as he rides your ass hard. The insatiable swell of a massive climax is building in you, you feel it tensing your belly as your burning flesh thrusts back to meet the violation from below and behind you. My hands are pulling and tugging at your breasts, and drawing your mouth down to kiss you roughly as the feel of us inside you, separated by a thin membrane of flesh is driving towards your orgasm.

You feel the hot squirts in your ass as your unseen tormentor explodes inside you, crying out loud as he pulls your hair hard and bites the back of your neck with his eruption. The spasms of his cock nearly send you over the edge, as my cock presses relentlessly against your g spot, the tidal wave of your orgasm starts to curl and break low in your belly. 

Then you feel me flood your cunt with my own climax and your body shakes violently as you come hard. You feel the jets of hot fluid shooting from your cunt, drenching your thighs and my belly as wave after wave of intense, amazing lust course through your body. Like a flood it fills you with warnth and passion. Your hips still writhing uncontrollably as you feel ripple after ripple of intense electricity roll through you from head to toe.

You collapse on my chest, both of soaked with sweat from the intensity and passion of our lovemaking and lay peacefully as the tingling in you subsides. You vaguely sense the cock slipping out of your ass and feel movement behind you. Again you try and turn , but i hold you close to me and you still haven't seen your second lover.

The door closes softly, and you lift your head, this time i let you turn, but there is only the empty room and the unmistakable smell of orgasm behind you. 

A soft satisfied smile crease your lips and you lie down on my chest again and sigh softly.

"I love your surprises Daddy"

A Holiday Surprise



Hi, my name's Haf (Welsh for summer) and I'm thirty-seven years old. This is a true account of something that happened about a month ago.

I'd been invited on a trip with my daughter Nia who is nineteen and her boyfriend /partner and business partner Adi, who is German and is thirty years old. They were both attending a 'bathroom interiors' trade show in Barcelona and we were all staying in a villa near Stiges on the coast. We arrived in Barcelona mid afternoon on Sunday, picked up a hire-car, and drove to the villa. After un-packing and having a cooling drink and unwinding we all showered and got ready to go out for a meal. We returned to the villa about eleven thirty; I said my good nights and went to bed. The following morning Nia and Adi left for Barcelona at about eight leaving me to get up at my leisure. I spent the day pottering about the villa, swimming, resting and reading my book. Nia and Adi returned about six and we again went out for a meal.

On the Tuesday there was only the need for Nia to go to the trade show and I got up at about nine-thirty to find Adi working on his lap-top at the table. I had a coffee with him then told him I was going to catch some sun. He told me to be careful and to get some cream on. I settled down on the sun-lounger out on the patio listening to my mp3 player. After a while I felt a tap on my shoulder, I looked up and it was Adi. "Do you know you've been here over an hour," he informed me. I had lost all track of time. 

"I should turn and do my back I suppose," I said.

"Do you want me to put some lotion on for you," he enquired.

"That would be great," I replied as I turned over. Adi knelt next to the lounger and I felt a couple of drops of cold lotion landing on my shoulders. He started to work the cream slowly into my shoulders, neck and upper arms. I then felt the catch of my bikini top being released before more cold drops of lotion descended onto my back. Adi worked it in as carefully as before massaging my back as he went. He then moved lower and starting from my feet, having pushed my legs apart, he applied lotion to the backs of my legs slowly working his way up. He seemed to stop and I then felt the ties at the sides of my bikini bottoms being loosened and the back portion being lowered between my legs exposing my bum cheeks. I felt lotion landing on both and Adi started massaging it in. I didn't know what to think until I felt Adi pulling my cheeks apart as he worked on me. I knew he was getting a good look at my bum hole as he was doing this. His hand then edged its way along my anal crack and down between my legs. I was surprised but couldn't seem to say anything. He was slow and gentle and I felt his fingers reach my clit at the same time as his thumb pushed its way into my love hole. My head was spinning. No one had done this sort of thing to me since I'd lost my husband and Nia's father in a car accident just over a year ago. It was my daughter's boyfriend and I knew it was wrong, but it felt so good. Adi was working my clit with his fingers and gently sliding his thumb in and out of my hole. I could feel those wonderful feelings building up inside me and I started thrusting my bottom up towards his hand in response to his tempo which he increased in reply to my obvious desire. I let out a long loud sigh as Adi skilfully took me over the edge as I climaxed hard with the whole of my body shaking.

Neither of us said anything or moved until I'd recovered. Adi slid his thumb from my hole and his hand from between my legs. He took my hand, helped me to my feet and led me totally naked into the villa. Once inside he stood in front of me, gently holding my head he lowered his head until our lips met. He pushed his tongue, parting my lips, until it was in my mouth. Without any thought I responded entwining my tongue with his. I then felt his hands move down over my shoulders and on to my small boobs, each being squeezed by a firm but soft hand. Both my nipples then received attention, being rolled, squeezed and pulled between his fingers. Our lips parted, he lowered his head further as he licked, sucked and played with each nipple in turn.

Taking my hand again he led me further into the lounge area. He sat me down in an armchair and kneeling in front of me he lifted each leg placing it over the arm of the chair exposing the whole of my pussy to his gaze. He exposed me further as his hands, placed either side, pulled open my slit. He dropped his head and I felt the warmth of his tongue as he licked between my pussy lips. It felt so good. His tongue then probed at my love hole slowly working its way inside then gently pushing in and out. My clit was next to get treatment from his mouth and tongue as he sucked, nibbled and licked my hard, sensitive little bud. I could feel the sensations building inside me again as I let all my juices flow into his waiting mouth as he made me cum once more.

We hadn't spoken a word. Adi lifted my legs of the arms of the chair and sat me up. Standing in front of me he lowered his shorts revealing for the first time a wonderful long fat cock hanging down accompanied by two large balls surrounded by a mat of black hair. His cock was close to my face and I knew what was required. I reached out and caught hold of this lovely big piece of meat and proceeded to lick it all over. I took the large head into my mouth and as it started to harden I allowed more and more of his length in until I had it all in with quite a bit of it in my throat. I was enjoying myself listening to Adi purr and moan as I sucked him. I was stroking his cock with my hand and a small amount of sticky pre-cum oozed out of his eye. I bent my head down and licked it off. "That tastes good," I said.

"There'll be more than that for you to taste later, but you haven't been fucked yet." "Are you going to fuck me?"

"If you want me to."

"Please."

"Let's get you in the bedroom then," Adi instructed as he led me by the hand, once more, this time into my bedroom. I was standing facing the bed when Adi made me bend at the waist with my hands on the bed for support. Standing behind he encouraged me to spread my legs I felt one hand run along my pussy before opening it up, looking back I could see him stroking his big hard cock with the other. He positioned the head of his cock at the entrance to my love hole before slowly easing himself into me. My pussy had not been filled with cock, including dildo, for too long and not with such a big cock for even longer. I couldn't believe it, I was here in Spain being fucked by my daughter's boyfriend and I was enjoying it.

Adi had begun fucking me, long slow strokes and he had the length to make it feel good. He also had the thickness which made me feel chock-full when he was completely inside. I could hear myself breathing deeply and moaning and Adi's small sigh on completing each inward stroke. Adi had established a lovely rhythm and was certainly giving me a prolonged and pleasurable seeing to. He moved his position a little and I felt his arm come round and his fingers making contact with my clit. He started rubbing and tweaking my button and it soon had the desired effect as another orgasm built up inside me. I was moaning loudly and I felt my legs buckling. Adi eased me forward so that I could support myself kneeling on the bed. His cock was still inside me and as my climax began subsiding he started fucking me really hard and fast pounding his cock deep inside until he had me cumming again almost immediately. I came longer and harder than I'd ever cum before. I collapsed face forward on to the bed feeling excited, tingling, exhausted and completely satiated at the same time.

After a short while Adi joined me on the bed lying next to me. He stroked my back and eventually I turned sideways to face him. He said nothing but started to kiss me gently probing his tongue in my mouth again. He carefully manoeuvred me until I was lying on top of him and I could feel his still hard, erect cock between my legs. By his actions and coaxing I knew he wanted me to sit on him. I positioned myself, kneeling, either side of his body and holding his cock in my hand I lowered my pussy on to his meat. He slid easily into my very wet hole, going very deep. I remained still, feeling the whole of him inside me, for a short while. We were kissing gently again and Adi was playing with my little tits. He moved his hands down to my hips and began encouraging me to ride his cock and fuck him. I started sliding up and down his cock travelling along his full length, the down strokes being best as he penetrated me fully. I was humping at a good rhythmic pace when I felt his hands encouraging me to turn round. I raised myself up his cock and swivelling, without him coming out of me, I turned to face away from him. I set up my steady sliding up and down again and felt Adis hands pulling my bum cheeks apart. I felt his moistened finger lightly circling my puckered ring before being inserted about up to the first joint and being wiggled. Ever so slowly the whole of his finger slid into me. It felt comfortable. After a while it was replaced by his thumb and with his fingers underneath me, either side of his cock, he encouraged me to grind harder until I was shouting my pleasure once again having cum once more. He pushed me up off his cock and grabbing my hips he pulled my pussy towards his face. My face was above his still hard cock and I could see it glistening with my cum. Adi had started tonguing the cum from my pussy. I lowered my head and licked every inch of his meat savouring the taste of my own sex juice. I took his cock into my mouth licking and sucking him whilst jacking my hand up and down his length until he started squirting his lovely warm spunk into my mouth. He was twitching as five or six spurts of cream filed my mouth. I had really missed the taste of spunk and I savoured it before swallowing it all. I continued to suck so as not to miss a drop. Adi was sucking my clit and he made me cum again.

I rolled off Adi and lay there very satisfied but confused by what had happened. I felt Adi move off the bed and heard him leaving my room. We hadn't spoken.

The next thing I felt, and I learnt later that this was after almost an hour, were Adi's hands moving down my back and on to my bum cheeks which he pulled apart. I then felt the warmth of his breath and the softness of his tongue as he started to rim me. What a way to be woken. His tongue was circling and pushing its way into my hole. This was then replaced by his finger which found its way inside. He eased it in and out a little before removing it. I then felt a strange feeling as something thin was pushed into my hole, going quite deep, and I then felt another odd sensation. It transpires that Adi had pushed a narrow tube deep into my hole. The tube was attached to a syringe full of lube. Slowly withdrawing the tube whilst he plunged ensured I was filled up with lube along my passage. The tube was then replaced by his finger again.

"Be gentle," I uttered as I now knew Adi was intending to fuck me anally. I enjoyed being buggered but it had been some considerable time and never with a cock of Adi's size.

"Just relax," Adi replied quietly and with reassurance. He spent some considerable time opening up my hole. I was lying on my front, legs spread, with Adi kneeling between them. After some finger fucking he worked two fingers into me repeating the process. He then got one finger of each hand inside me, working them in and out whilst at the same time pulling sideways to open me up. The single fingers were eventually replaced by two on each hand with the same actions repeated. He was so slow with a lovely soft touch and I was enjoying the way he was prepping me. "You're ready for fucking," he said whilst encouraging me to my knees. My head was on the bed with my bottom high in the air. He stood above me. I pulled my bum cheeks apart. He bent his legs and I felt his cock at my entrance. "Relax." He pushed a little and got his cock head inside me, I felt myself being stretched open. "Relax." He pushed some more, very very gradually until I could feel his balls against my bottom, his cock was now fully inside me. He kept it there as he reached under me and fondled my tits. He moved his hands and supported my hips as he slowly started to fuck me. In and out of my hole with his big cock, it felt so good. He reached under me fingering my love hole and playing with my clit. That was it, Adi became the first guy to bring me off whilst anal fucking me. I came all over his fingers. He slid his cock out of me and I collapsed on to the bed face down. I turned on my side to see Adi going into my bathroom. He wasn't gone long and soon returned. He pulled me by my arms, on my back, to the end of the bed. My head was hanging over the edge and Adi still had hold of my arms. He lowered his still hard cock towards my mouth; I opened up and took it in. He tasted of a hint of perfume. He'd obviously gone and cleaned himself after being up my bum prior to giving me his cock in my mouth. Adi was in control and was fucking my mouth, occasionally getting his cock into my throat. He removed his cock and started jacking it and soon I could see spurts of white fluid being fired into my mouth. His load tasted as good as the first and once again I swallowed it all. Adi turned away and I saw him make his way to the door and leave my room. I lay there thinking about what we had done. We had hardly talked to each other. What would Nia say if she found out? I decided to take a shower to freshen up and to try and clear my thoughts. After my shower I put on a fresh bikini and went out of my room directly on to the patio where I found my old one lying on the lounger. I tidied it away and spent the rest of the afternoon swimming and reading. Adi continued to work inside at his computer.

Nia returned at about four-thirty and we all had a drink on the patio. We discussed Nia's day and Adi and I said we'd either been working or taking the sun. Later on we got ready and went out for a meal. We'd had a bit to drink with our meal and on our return we took drinks out to the patio and after a while Nia gave me a real surprise. "What sleeping arrangements shall we have tonight Adi? Are you going to sleep with me? Are you going to sleep with mum? Or do you want to sleep with both of us together?"

"Nia, you know?" I said.

"Of course I do. Adi told me, we have an open relationship and I sort of planned it."

"What!"

"About a month ago I was talking with Adi and I was saying that I was surprised and concerned that you hadn't started going out, especially with men, since dad had died. I told him that you were young enough to still have a life ahead of you. Adi agreed with me. I asked Adi what he thought of you and he said that you were definitely a MILF. I asked him if he'd fuck you if given the chance. He said any man would be a fool refuse." 

"So you cooked up this little scheme?"

"Well not in detail. I just gave Adi permission to take you if the opportunity arose and it did this morning."

I was taken aback by the whole thing. "So you pimped me to your partner?"

"No! Not really."

"I don't know what to say.......................................... I'm going to bed, on my own." I got up and went to my room leaving Adi and Nia on the patio. I had quite a restless night waking up often thinking about what Nia had done and more importantly what I had done with Adi.

When I got up in the morning Nia and Adi were both up and sitting having coffee on the patio. I approached them a little nervously, "Good morning," I said. 

They both replied "Good morning."

"I want to apologise for last night and I shouldn't have said what I did." I went on. "I really appreciate what you and Adi have done for me."

"You enjoyed being taken by Adi?"

"Yes I did. His cock's so big and he knows how to use it. He made me feel good"

"He made you cum then?"

"Yes, several times."

"Several times? More than three?"

"Yes, at least five."

"I'm glad you liked his big dick. He's actually nine inches long and seven inches round. Did Adi cum for you?"

"Yes twice."

"Was it enjoyable?"

"Very, he came in my mouth both times."

"How did he taste?"

"He tastes wonderful and his spunk is so thick with lots of it."

"Yes I know. He's been tested and he has a very high sperm count which means lots of little tadpoles which makes his cum thick."

"I swallowed everything. He has stamina and delivered two large loads with very little rest."

"He is a very good repeater. Adi did you enjoy taking mum?"

"Yes very much. Just like you, your mum enjoys having herself fucked. She required little direction to get into the positions I wanted her in. She's got a pair of beautiful small firm boobs with very sensitive nipples. Her pussy tastes great and her cunt is lovely and tight. Talking of tight her little bum hole is extremely snug but she took all of me."

"It was worth it. You have opened my eyes to what I've been missing. Your father wouldn't want me to stop enjoying myself. He didn't whilst alive, always allowing me to indulge my greater sex drive outside of our marriage. We had an open relationship just like you two. I had always been more highly sexed than your dad and from the early days he encouraged me to take other partners, both male and occasionally female." It was Gary, a black American guy I met on a trip to London, who comes closest of my previous lovers to Adi in cock size. "I have therefore had my fair share and variety of cock and pussy over the years. Since the advent of the internet your father would use various sites and contacts to select and arrange my liaisons for me. All I had to do was to turn up at the appointed time and place, often driven by dad. I had to give dad all the details on my return. "

"Wow! Mum I never realised you and dad were so adventurous. How often did you go out?"

"About every four or five weeks."

"You obviously enjoy sex and I'm glad we've been able to help you to think about it again, and remember Adi's available to fuck you when ever you want."

"Thanks both of you but I need to find my own lovers, I'll have to see if any of dad's sites are still on the computer, although having Adi from time to time would be pleasurable."



A Holiday Surprise



Arising from a sweaty after orgasm glow, the room dark lit only with the glow from above the pool table, the smell of sex in the air the realization of everything that has happened how good it felt and the beautiful women bent over in front of me drenched in sweat, and the shadow from the pool table light above. 

Sweet ass covered in cum, dripping down between her sweet little crack and my semi hard cock, my mind wonders how this night came to an outcome I have always fantasized about, the light accenting her body so perfectly. Rubbing my cock between her firm sweet cheeks down to her pussy stabbing deep into her again into her love, filling her full of cock and cum, my hands rubbing the sweat and cum over her perfect ass and back. Sexy dimples on each side of her back just above her perfect round ass, sliding my hands up her hips over her waist, sexy back and her shoulders, this perfect body laying there trying to regain her strength, her strawberry blonde hair covering her beautiful face lying on the felt of the table trying to catch her breath soft moans escaping from her lips with every touch.

My mind wandering to the moment of about an hour ago, a typical night every Christmas day, most of the family playing pool drinking have a great time in the family room. As the night went on the numbers thinned out as it was just Colleen and I playing a game, neither of us really realized or cared that they have left us alone. Colleen, like me is not that good at pool but we were making it fun, with a little ribbing and smack talk. I was down to just the 8 ball, but it was Colleen's turn. Walking behind her as she bent over the pool table and got ready to take her shot, I playfully spanking her ass to distract her from her shot, looking back at me with a sly smile I have never seen before and strong sexual tone I have never heard from her before.

"Yeah I know you want it!" she growled.

Hearing her speak to me like that, gave my body a charge it has not had in a while. Colleen had never really spoken to me like that before, with sexual thought and intention.

From that moment everything in the house around us disappeared from my mind. My hands grabbing her hips, pulling my hardening cock against her ass messing up her shot, my mind raced for a few seconds about boundaries and the line that I just crossed, but it went away quickly as I felt her push her sweet little ass back into my growing erection. Feeling the heat from her body against mine I instinctively pushed my hands up her body under her shirt cupping her tits as she slides herself onto her hands on the table, she dropped her stick and let it tumble to the floor as my hands gripped her sweet firm small lace covered tits as my nose nuzzled in her ear feeling her breathing get heavier and heavier. 

I quickly pull her top off and start kissing the back of her neck, she slowly turned to watched over her shoulder as I rubbed her back and slowly pulled open her bra, tossing it aside quickly my hands slid lovingly up her sides, cupping her tits again and I started playing with her big hard nipples as she turned to kiss my lips for the first time. 

My well skilled hands flowing over the smooth soft skin of her tone body, touching everywhere I could to find her favorite spots, I turned her around kissing her deeply giving me a spark that I have not felt in years with my hands unbuttoning her jeans and slowly pulling them down over her sweet little round ass pushing them to the floor. Lifting her up onto the side of the table kissing her as I push her back onto her hands leaning back across the table, I slid my lips down her soft curved neck over her tone firm tits, my mouth sucking and biting her hard nipples that were presented to me begging for me to touch them, I eagerly wanting to taste every inch of this forbidden fruit.

"Oh yes" escapes her lips.

Her hands sliding over my head leading me to where she wanted to be kiss touched and licked on her sweet firm tits.

Her body milting into my kisses and my touches, kisses and licks rolling down over her firm stomach while my fingers slide under the straps to her thongs, black lace with a red silk, the silk dark, and damp letting me know she is ready to be touched. She lifted her ass to allow me to pull her wet little thongs down giving me the first sweet smell of her musk. 

"Take me Ben, eat me, I need you touching me." She moaned softly.

Pulling her thong away from her body to find her sexy mound shaved clean, thinking to myself how sexy it was that she kept her pussy well groomed. Opening her legs wide as I fell to my knees kissing the inner of her thigh so softly and lovingly as I rubbed her calves, moving ever so closer to my goal with each lick, bite and kiss with each moan and movement making me more eager to taste the fruit of my desire to touch her feel her enter her become one inside her. My hands roaming her body eager to play with the new toy they have found naked in front of them.

She slides one of her hands through my hair and pulls me into her mound, and I do as I am guided eager to taste her lick her and make her mine. Each lick, suck, and bite of her clit had her moaning louder and louder, her hands on the back of my head as she lies back across the table knocking all the balls out of her way. Watching her enjoy my attention gave me even more determination to make her explode, reaching up with my left hand to play with her firm tits and hard nipples while my other hand help message her soaking wet pussy eager for attention. I started fingering her pussy as I sucked and teased her clit, from the moan and screams it was not going to be long before she exploded for me. 

"Holly shit, I'm Cumming!" she screeched 

She suddenly arched her back holding my head firmly in place over her pussy as she exploded, giving me a nice surprise squirting and showering my face and chest with her juices, and I welcomed every drop I could of her love. Licking her clean and allowing her to recover from her first explosion she was more eager than before, sitting up and pulling me up to her and kissing me deeply as the taste of her filled her mouth and the wetness of her orgasm covered her face. Enjoying our embrace and tongues she quickly reached down and unbuckled my belt and ripped opened my jeans reaching in side to grab the raging hard-on that she had created, pulling me out and stroking me as we kissed. A lightning bolt of pleasure and excitement rushed through me as she gripped my cock for the first time, a feeling that jumpstarted a part of me that has been dormant for some time. 

She quickly pushed me back enough so she can slide to her knees pushing my jeans over my ass, grabbing the throbbing cock in front of her and devouring it quickly, sucking, jerking and teasing me. Grabbing her hair I watch her and help guide her down my shaft, she quickly learned what I liked and what I really liked. Colleen pulled me out of her mouth looking up at me with those sweet eyes through her hair, and gave me the biggest smile I have ever seen when she slides my cock up and down her face then back into her mouth.

"Yes you dirty little slut suck that cock!" I said firmly trying not to let the situation let my voice crack.

Colleen seemed to enjoy my vocal nature and name calling by sucking me even harder with every name and sound I made. Her lips tongue and teeth worked my engorged cock to perfection and had me working hard not to slide over the edge and fill her face and mouth full of cum before I had a chance to fuck her.

"Colleen, baby please stop you're going to make me cum!" I said somewhat out of breath.

The request seem to make her work ever hard, and proceeded to slide my cock down her throat swallowing me whole, her gagging and choking sent me over the edge. It seemed to start at the tip of my toes up my legs then through my spine, out my arms all rushing back to my balls that rocketed out of me in a symphony of orgasm and tingling throughout the body, anticipating from my body she pulled me from her mouth looking up at me started stroking me frantically as she aimed my cock over her beautiful perfect tits and body, rubbing my hard throbbing cock all over her chest, then sliding it back into her mouth for a taste.

That sly grin reappeared as she stood up and kissed me, my cum mixed inside our mouths sharing me the reward for her hard work, kissing her lifting her up and putting her ass back onto the pool table my still hard cock between us ready for more. Laying her down kissing her I stand back up spreading her legs and watching cum drip from my cock as I rubbed it over her clit and down her pussy, leaning up to on elbow she watches me sink my engorged cock into her waiting pussy, inch by inch, feeling her wetness allow me complete access inside her. I slowly started pumping slow at first but with good thrust and pace, then pounding harder and faster my hands grabbing her hips to hold her still as all my cock eventually pounded into her. Every stroke just made us both want more, as she sat up as I fucked her to kiss and touch me the way I was touching her. Feeling her tight pussy gripping my cock so tight milking my cock for more cum, our bodies starting to sweat and rub together as I pounded my cock in and out of her hard and deep. 

She eagerly moved to keep a good view of my cock slide in and out of her soaking wet pussy, my hands rushing all over your sweaty young body eager to play with every wet inch. Our eyes meet and a fire I have never seen in her eyes as she lies back running her hands up her body cupping her firm tits and starts pulling and playing with her nipples as she arches her back hoping to help my cock probe deeper inside her. My hands sliding to her hips pounding harder enjoying watching her touch her body for me as I rammed my cock in and out of her tight young pussy as hard, deep and as fast as I can.

"God yes Ben fuck me, it feel so good, please let me ride you!" she pants at me out of breath.

She pushes me back and I feel her shutter as my cock leaves her tight wet pussy allowing her wetness to drip from her lips onto the felt table below, she stands quickly turning me around pushing me back to the pool table. I begin to lie down as she slides her knees on the side of the table straddling me pushing be hard down the soft felt top. 

"Now it's my turn to show you how long I have wanted this!" she whispers to me

Her hand gripping my soaking wet cock sliding her leg over me as he climbs on the table above me and guides my cock deep into her as she lowers herself onto my body, staring to ridding me like I was the winning pony at a big stakes race. My body and mind memorized by this sweet blond goddess, my hands have a mind of their own touching her feeling her the loving touch eager to make her body feel even better. I quickly sit up to kiss this goddess like body and show her how much I want her and want to be one with her, my hands sliding to her ass to help her ride me as my mouth devours her firm young tits, up to her neck, ear and to her mouth. 

"God Colleen you have no idea how long I have wanted this." I whisper in her ear the suck it lightly into my mouth.

"God yes baby fuck me, I wanted you inside me ever since I can remember, Colleen moans and whispers back to me.

The outside world and noise around us didn't matter as our focus was on each other, her hands pushing me back down onto the felt as she started bucking harder and faster each movement in rhythm with each other, my hands rubbing her body and tits she starts screaming and digging her nails deep into my chest as she explodes all over me with a tightness and gushing I have never felt before. She slowly reduced her gyrations, enjoying the vibrations and tingling from her latest orgasm, sitting up quickly to kiss her deeply as I lift us both off the table lowering her down my cock easily sliding out of her. 

We stood there kissing and touching each other, slowly turning her around as we continued to kiss, bending her over quickly, she opens her legs as she lays her face on the felt reaching back spreading her cheeks allowing me a perfect view to push my cock back deep into her soaked pussy, my hands gripping her hips as I slam my cock into her, spanking her ass hard, hearing her moan and grip my cock harder then I have ever felt before sending me into hard rhythm that just worked her pussy into a soaking wet mess, pounding her over and over, so wet and tight. Watching her ass wiggle as I slap my long hard cock into her wet pussy in a hard repeating motion, reaching up and pulling her hair making her arch her back pushing her ass even higher up allowing me to drive so I could feel her cervix, making her swoon loudly each time the head of my cock pounded against it. Mesmerized by her sweet ass I spread her cheeks I I couldn't help it but I had to slide my finger over her ass and slowly pushing my finger into her, sending her over the edge again, gripping my cock so hard sending me over the edge with another spin tingling orgasm rippled through me as I started erupted inside her, pulling out quickly and spraying more of my seed all over her ass and back.

I was brought back the moment hearing voices from the next room echo into the family room. I quickly jump up pulling up my jeans trying to push my still rock hard cock into my jeans as colleen jumps up grabbing her cloths and running into the bathroom, stopping just long enough to pick up her thongs and sliding them into my front pocket.

"These are for you, to remember me and to get you ready for next time." Colleen Whispers as she runs into the bathroom and locks the door.

Just as I get myself recovered and have the pool table cleaned up and covered as my wife comes in.

"Ready to go baby, where's my sister?"

With a big smile, opening the door to usher my wife out the door, "She went to bed baby."

The ride home was so great thinking of maybe the next time Colleen and I can have some alone time.



A Holiday Surprise



We were always close. Friends and relatives often commented on it. But last week... Was just ridiculous. I'm not sure I should have gone there. I'm not sure I should have let him. I'm not sure I should have enjoyed it. But I did.

*****

"James and Sophie should come away with us next week, they'd love it out there. We could have a little couples' holiday." 

Letty smiled, showing her neat little teeth, as she delivered this fateful remark. "There's plenty of room in the house, we won't be too squashed together. And he's such a good cook, it'd save us forcing down my attempts at food." 

Her eyes flashed happily, lighting her face as they always did when she poked fun at herself. There's no way to refuse that beautiful face, and nor would I want to- a couples weekend did sound like fun. The hetero pair of my brother James and girlfriend Soph, and we two, the visibly-lesbian-but-actually-bisexual couple who drew prolonged admiring glances from other Londoners when kissing in public. Me, 5'5 and curvy, Letty a few inches taller and with a tight, slim body sculpted by her passion for all things exercise.

"I'll call him tomorrow," I promised. Night was already upon us, two bottles of white behind us, and I could see easy satisfaction ahead of us. I only staggered a little as I stood up from the kitchen chair and walked slowly in the direction of the lounge, curling my finger in a gesture of warm invitation. Letty needed no more encouragement- our usual foreplay was abandoned in a drunken scramble to have each other naked, as we tumbled back onto the sofa.

Her soft golden hair tickled my face as I grabbed breathlessly at the buttons of her blouse- four months after moving in together, most nights had culminated in some similar performance. Usually not quite so drunk, but with the same result- and I never tired of seeing her come, or feeling that warm rush myself.

Tonight was brief but drunkenly intense- our kisses were hard and heavy, her naked body pressed on top of mine as I lay back on the sofa, two of her fingers disappearing inside of me, a move I copied, feeling her heat and wetness, keeping the rhythm that I knew would bring her to the brink quickly. It did, and she broke away from my lips to arch her back and give a little cry as she came, shaking as if doused with cold water. The smile was back.

Now in no rush, Letty kissed me gently, before moving slowly down my body, tracing a falling line with her tongue from neck to navel. She paused there, using her fingertips to lightly tease my entrance, glancing upwards to meet my eyes with her steady gaze and knowing grin. She shifted herself on the far end of the sofa, finding the right position. 

My intake of breath was a sharp rush when her tongue caressed my labia, and I grasped my right breast, almost involuntarily, squeezing it's plumpness as I raised my hips to Letty's mouth. She slipped her finger into me, moving it in and out as she licked, deeper with each new upwards pull of her tongue.

Someone in next door's apartment slammed a door loudly, as Letty quickened her pace, my breathing following suit, my fingers around one nipple, my other hand reaching down to run through her hair. One finger inside me became two, the way she knew I liked it.

Her tongue found my clitoris, flicking it gently, bringing me closer to climax- I couldn't stop myself from whimpering softly- her cue to bring things to a close. She took my clitoris carefully, sucking it whilst I raised my hips, again, off the sofa, and moments later, with one hand in her hair and the other sqeezing my breast, came with a shuddering gasp.

Pleasure radiated from my clit to my core, intense for several seconds, before it slowly subsided and my body went limp on the sofa. Letty emerged from between my legs, beautiful face flushed, mouth wet and mascara smudged in dark smudges.

She crawled up along the sofa, looking into my eyes before kissing me passionately- she knew I didn't like to taste myself, really really didn't like to, and it gave her a perverse pleasure to make me do it in my moments of weakness. 

"Stop it, that's disgusting!"- I broke free and pouted, half joking, half genuine annoyance.

"You love it," Letty replied, her usual brash self. 

She sprung lightly from the sofa and headed for the bathroom. I lay back, trying and failing to get rid of the taste of my own genitals. A few minutes later we were in bed, entwined as we always slept, and I was drifting off. My mind raced through the day- work at the council's housing office, the tube home, dinner... sex.

The fresh memory of our passion was beautiful to me. But for the kiss afterwards, my fluids on her lips, then mine. Not something I wanted at all. Letty thought that everyone else should be as kinky as her. At that point I strongly disagreed, proud to be vanilla. I didn't know it, but that was to change.

* * * * * * * *

The following few days passed quickly, uneventfully. I extended the invitation to my Brother and his girlfriend, who responded with enthusiasm, and I worked diligently at the council- pushing through a hefty workload of housing applications and various negotiations with landlords. The time for our Dorset countryside getaway was fast approaching, and I was determined to be ready for it. Saturday was in my sights, and a week of scenic walks, evenings out to restaurants and bars as a pair of couples, seemed perfect to me. On Friday afternoon my brother called me during my lunch break.

"Hey Claire."

"Hi James," I replied brightly. I expected a simple discussion of the time at which we would depart from London the next day. He always drive when we were together- he loved to drive, and always had. A year and a half older than me, he had earned his driving license at the first opportunity, and served me generously in my teenage years- chauffeuring me around to parties and gigs and friends' houses. Our drives were filled with lively conversation, jokes and general catch-up about each other's lives. 

"Some bad news, Claire." His words came reluctantly, and I instinctively braced myself. 

"What?" I feared some awful news about our parents- we were in our early twenties, but our parents had us late, with my Dad being older- by this point he was in his seventies, and with a few health-scares behind him. I worried about him routinely.

"Soph can't come away tomorrow. Work stuff, her hands are tied." My first emotion was wonderful relief, but after a moment I felt disappointed- our couple's week spoiled. "I was really looking forward to it, but unfortunately she just can't get out of this one. I'm sorry to tell you so close to the time," he continued. 

"Don't worry, it's not a problem."

"I'm sure you and Letty will have a great time anyway, obviously."

"Yeah..." I paused, silence overcoming our normal chattiness for a few seconds.

"You still there?"

"Yeah, I'm still here."

My mind was moving quickly. I wanted James to come. I hadn't seen much of him recently, since moving in with Letty, further away from him and Soph. 

And a week away with Letty could be... tiring. She always wanted to fill every day of a holiday with activities- cram it to bursting with long hikes and all-day sightseeing. I knew she would want to hire bikes, and her combination of impressive fitness and tendency to not fully consider the abilities of others could prevent the holiday from reaching anything even resembling relaxation. James' fun nature and easy charm might help- and his expertly-prepared evening meals would give us a reason to stay in and relax, at least for some of the day. 

"Why don't you come with us anyway? If Soph doesn't mind, I mean."

He seemed surprised. "Well, yeah, I'd love to. She wouldn't mind, she won't be home much next week anyway. I just thought that... it might be a bit awkward?"

"Why's that?" I asked teasingly.

"Because... you two will be having a romantic getaway, and I'll be hanging around as a bit of a third wheel, won't I? I don't want to be in the way"

I laughed at that. "Do you really think it would be all that romantic, with Letty? She'll just drag me around rock-climbing and mountain-biking and God knows what else. If you're there, we can gang up on her and force her to be like us."

"You mean lazy?"

"Yeah, exactly."

"Well I'd love to- do you think Letty would mind?"

"Of course not, you know she loves you," I replied.

And it was true- they'd always got on famously, since I had introduced them, a few months into what was by now a three year relationship. They chatted comfortably, and she even flirted quite openly with him- tactile touches, little innuendos, she loved it all, but never beyond what could be seen as fairly normal behaviour between friends. I never expected it to go further.

* * * * * * * *

James arrived at our apartment building bright and early the next morning. He looked relaxed and fashionable in dark chinos and a white button down shirt, flattering a tall, lean frame. His pretty-boy good looks had brought a steady stream of girlfriends round to our childhood home- the frequency of the changeover between them was a running family joke. His dark hair was stylishly messy, a visible breakaway from the strict combing regime that I knew he maintained for work.

We piled our suitcases into the boot, and before long were out of London altogether, the radio jangling along happily to the latest UK Top 40 drivel, which we all sung along with only semi-ironically, because the holiday spirit had us. 

Three hours later we arrived at our rented Dorset cottage. Letty stepped out of the car and gave an excited little jump, turning back to grin her delight at James and I as we dragged the luggage from the car, exchanging knowing looks. We knew that Letty would announce our weeks' plan, in detail, within the hour, oblivious to our desires of relaxation and spontaneity. 

We delayed unpacking, choosing instead to take a pot of tea into the pleasant, suspiciously-symmetrical garden. Letty explained to us the next day's activities, and the next's, and the next's while I drifted off in my mind, mildly annoyed by her overly-assertive personality, but mostly just glad to be out of London and with my two most-loved people. 

The rest of that day was easy-going and fun. The evening came around, and James prepared a wonderful Gnocchi dish for us, after which we came back out into the garden, this time with glasses of wine in place of cups of tea, the sun making its lonely red retreat in the distance. 

"I wish Soph could have come," James said, and sighed wistfully. 

Letty took another gulp of wine. "Me too, but I'm glad you came anyway. We haven't seen too much of you since we moved." I nodded my agreement. 

"We'll have a great week anyway," said James, pushing back his thick tousled hair. "With your itinerary, I don't think we'll be bored!"

Letty grinned unashamedly. "It's pretty comprehensive, isn't it?" A contended silence rested over us for a few minutes, city-dwellers with finally space to breathe. 

Letty, as usual, eventually became bored with this, and decided to break the silence with a crass remark.

"You'll be gagging for it by the time you get back home to Soph, won't you James?" She threw him a cheeky smile, and raised her eyebrows, keeping eye contact to challenge him for an answer.

"Yeah, I suppose I will be," he laughed, good-naturedly. "I'll be okay though, there is more to me, you know."

"I'm sure there is, I'm sure there is," she said, gently pushing his shoulder before yawning luxuriously. We were sat on the grass in a childish little circle, grasping our alcohol, playing with the grass. Dark was falling fast. Starting to feel the effects of the drinking, I lay back on the silky grass. 

"Me being here won't...prevent you two from, you know... having fun?" I didn't quite understand what James was getting at, but Letty caught the meaning straightaway- maybe less wine, or maybe a dirtier mind.

"No James, we'll be going at it every day anyway, don't worry about that," She shot back, relishing the flirtation as she always did. "We'll try to keep the noise down though, out of respect for your fragile disposition." She met his eye and winked indulgently. "There's no need for you to be woken at 5am by me moaning."

James seemed to consider this for a moment. More likely he was actually just considering what he could get away with saying. "I wouldn't mind..." He said carefully. I kept quiet. I didn't mind them talking about sex too much, but I didn't want to be involved in the discussion. I was always at least a little cautious at the best of times, and he was my brother after all. 

Letty was enlivened by the conversation, her face animated in its telling eager way. "Oh, I see! You wouldn't mind!"

"Well, I only mean that-"

"-I always knew you were a filfhy pervert!"

I couldn't let that one go. Not when just days ago she had deliberately made me taste myself, or with the memories of so many time when she had tried to put her finger or fingers up my arsehole. "Letty you hypocrite, youre the biggest perv I know," I said, remaining laid down, eyes closed.

She was pleased to have lured me into the exchange. "I never said that I wasn't. I'm perverted and proud. You're the one who should be ashamed- of being so prude!"

I declined to respond. A constant game of ours was for her to tease, and me to fake offence. A few minutes more of peace and quiet, with the second bottle passed around and drained. I felt heady and drunk, and slowly heaved myself to my feet, taking care not to move suddenly. I didn't often drink more than one glass, despite Letty's frequent encouragement to have more.

"I think I'll go to bed," I announced, louder than a sober woman would have. 

"Lame," Letty replied quickly. "So lame."

"Yes, well some of us aren't seasoned alcoholics, sweetness, so..." I poked my tongue out at her and turned to go inside. "Goodnight James-don't forget to set your alarm. Letty has a long day planned!"

"I won't," James said, waving his arm in some sort of drunken farewell gesture. A few minutes later I was happily tucked into a double bed, stretched out freely, feeling the perfect touch of clean linen. 

* * * * * * * * *

My eyes opened. I knew straightaway that it wasn't morning. I didn't need the toilet. Why had I woken? My confused thoughts were answered moments later- although I couldn't at first believe it. This had to be a dream. It was noise that had woken me. A vigorous knocking from above. The attic room that James had taken. I could hear an unmistakable rhythm, the creaking of the bed, coming through the ceiling clearly.

I turned my head. Letty wasn't there. The near-pristine nature of one side of the bedclothes told me that she never had been. Still in a state of disbelief, I reached out to the bedside table, closed my fingers around my phone, stroked the screen and stared stupidly at the display. 1:34am. I lay there, the sounds continuing and filling my now hyper-alert mind with images. It couldn't be. They wouldn't. 

A few minutes floated by in a surreal haze, before I steeled myself to investigate. I drew the covers back, over-carefully, and slowly stood. It was a little cold, my feet protested and my nipples hardened a little under my thin blue vest top. Below, I had just my underwear, purple cotton, with the little bows that Letty liked to toy with before stripping me. I wanted my thick, warm dressing gown but it was still in my suitcase downstairs, and so I took a deep breath and walked to my door.

The knob was ominously cold, as if warning me. Don't Proceed. But of course I had to, just had to, the unavoidable impulse to know the truth, whatever it might be. I already knew, I suppose, what I would find as I took the stairs at my slowest pace, but I didn't want to confront it, still believing, hoping for some other explanation. What else could there be? They would hardly be dancing, without music, or jumping on the bed. I knew what I would find.

I reached the attic room. The noises continued, I could hear them more clearly now. More details were audible. Little gasps. Heavy breathing. My heart thumped like a tribal drum and I pushed open the bedroom door. 

James had his back to me. Knelt on the bed, just a few feet away, the light on, I saw it all. Naked, tight bum in my line of vision as he thrust powerfully. Letty was on her hands and knees in front of him, and as I stepped silently around the bed, I could see that her head was down, buried in a pillow as James drove into her again and again, his strong hands gripping her narrow waist, his eyes clenched shut as if the sight of her athletic body as he fucked her would just be too much. She moaned primally- a familiar sound in an unbelievable context, as he hammered her, roughly, surely painfully.

He groaned and moved his right hand from her waist, to spank her, hard-the sharp sound making me jump. Could this be real? My brother fucking my girlfriend. My brother who I'd made sandcastles with, watched cartoons with. My girlfriend who told me she loved me.

My emotional reaction was pain. My physical reaction was arousal. I could feel the wetness between my legs. Growing, as I watched James grab Letty's long hair, bunching it in his fist, pulling it, jerking her head back as his penis slid joltingly in and out of her, his balls slapping back and forth. No condom. 

He kept the pace up for another minute before taking his cock in hand and withdrawing from her. I could see that her pussy was soaked. His cock glistened with her fluids. An indescribable thrill rushed through me. James lay back on the bed, giving her an inviting look, and she started to climb onto him. That's when she saw me. Her jaw dropped, and she froze, half-straddling him. James whipped his head around, meeting my stare, and no one spoke. No one could speak. 

Letty's expression was concern, James' was panic. Letty manoeuvred herself off him, sitting back against the bedboard, her eyes pleading with me. I didn't want to look at my brother again. I'd never seen him naked, at least, not since he was three or four years old. Out of the corner of my eye I saw him put his hands over his face. I could smell their sex, I could smell it. I had to say something.

"Is this..." my voice sounded weak and high in my ear, "the first time?" 

Letty's response was instant, urgent. "It is, it is, I swear." Her distress was obvious, near to tears. James remained silent, motionless with his face still covered, as if realising the magnitude of what was happening. I felt strange, going numb. It was like a dream, a mad, erotic dream. 

Letty held my gaze, as if she would lose me if she let go. And she might have. But her beautiful, seductive eyes saved us. My heart was racing and my body was desperate for stimulation. The dreamy atmosphere, the sheer absurdity of the situation brought down my inhibitions. And so when she beckoned me, not coyly but pleadingly, I went to her without a word. I reached the bet and her hands closed around mine as she shifted backward to make room for me. On her back, she drew me in, to kneel with knees on eithe side of her.

I leaned down and we kissed, lightly, then forcefully, thoughtlessly, fighting against the threat of her infidelity. Her hand traced the back of my thigh, and she plucked at my underwear, then pulling it down, and I whipped my vest top off, freeing my breasts to sway above her. I shed my knickers from my legs, and pressed my naked body to hers, lying down over her. She was three inches taller than me, and I could feel her wet pussy against my flesh at the top of my pelvis. 

This spontaneity was unlike me, but at that moment it was far easier than confronting what I had seen, and my lust by then was too much, more than I had ever felt before, and I yielded to it. Letty sat up suddenly, swivelling round on the bed to resettle with her head underneath my hips. I lowered myself onto her face, and felt her nose brush against my pussy, and then her tongue thirstily licking me up and down. 




A Holiday Surprise Ch. 01



Some time ago I watched a news special about a condition known as sleep sex. 

According to the special, some men and women masturbate, and even engage in sexual activity while sleeping. 

Those who suffer from this condition are usually unaware that they are engaged in sexual activity while sleeping. They usually find out after their sex partners begin to question them on their strange behavior.

During the special a woman said her Husband would ask her why she masturbated all night long. She said she wasn't even aware that she was doing it.

The interviewer talked to a man's girlfriend, and ex-girlfriend. 

Both women said he would frequently have sex with them while he was asleep.

Unfortunately the story didn't discuss whether the condition is hereditary or not.

But wouldn't it be interesting if the condition is hereditary? 

Carol Walters sat in the small examination room and listened as Dr. Prague went over the results of the tests he'd done on her.

"Miss Walters, I have good news for you. You are in excellent health. Every test we've run comes back normal."

"That is good news," Carol said feeling relieved. I was worried that something was wrong when I noticed blood spots in my underwear."

"The spotting seems to be a side effect of your birth control pills. That is one of the more common side effects."

Carol became confused by the doctor's diagnosis. "I don't understand. I've taken birth control pills for over twenty years. Why would they start affecting me like this after two decades of use?"

"Side effects from medicines sometimes pop up immediately. Other times, as our bodies change, the side effects begin occurring later in life. You're thirty nine years old. Your body is bound to go through changes. It's like people who have eaten tomatoes all their lives, and suddenly they are allergic."

"Does that mean I should stop taking the pill?"

"That's up to you. However, you are still fertile, and if you stop taking them you could get pregnant."

"Doesn't the risk of pregnancy go down as you get older?"

"The risk of pregnancy doesn't go away just because you're getting older. You should always use precautions as long as your body is producing eggs."

Carol shrugged her shoulders. "It doesn't really matter anyway. I haven't had sex in four years. So, I don't have to worry about getting pregnant."

"Is there a reason you've stopped having sex? I'm asking as your doctor."

The tall redhead shook her head. "No, I'm just so busy with my clients that I usually don't have time for a social life. Besides, as much as I hate to admit it, I've sort of given up on men. I've never met Mister Right. Men are usually intimidated by a successful New York attorney. Quite often they see themselves being taken to the cleaners if we get married and then end up getting a divorce; so most don't even try. Besides, I'm nearly forty, so the thought of meeting the man of my dreams is no longer a priority to me."

Dr. Prague nodded his understanding. "If you choose to go off the pill, the spotting should stop after a week or two."

"That's good news. I can start wearing thongs again. I hate these damn panties."

Dr. Prague held back the smile that threatened to appear. "Carol, if you do begin having sex again, I suggest you use condoms, or another form of birth control. Also, if the spotting continues for more than six weeks after you discontinue taking the pills, make another appointment to see me."

"Thank you Doctor Prague. I'll do that."

Three months had passed, and the spotting had completely stopped. 

Carol was able to go back to wearing thongs. The bleeding stopped ten days after she discontinued taking her birth control pills.

The Holidays had finally arrived, and Carol was looking forward to spending Christmas and New Years Eve with her older Sister, Emily, and her Sister's family. 

Emily is four years older than Carol. She married Frank Burgess, her high school sweetheart. They settled down in Oklahoma City where Frank started his own contracting company. 

Emily got her accounting degree at OU and became a successful accountant.

The couple has one son named Jess.

The last time Carol had seen her Sister was five Christmases earlier.

In Late November Carol booked a flight to Oklahoma City, and reserved a hotel room a few miles from her older Sister's house.

Emily called Carol the night before she was to fly out and told her that she wouldn't be able to meet her at the airport to pick her up. "I have to meet with a client who is panicking because he's being audited in January. Don't worry though. Jess will meet you at the baggage claim area."

"Emily, it's been so long since I've seen the boy. I'm not even sure I'd recognize my Nephew. I've seen recent pictures of Jess; but it's been a long time since I've seen him in person."

"He looks just like his Father did when I first met him."

"Then I'll just look for the most handsome young man in the terminal," Carol replied with a laugh.

"Don't let Frank or Jess hear you say things like that. They've both got big enough heads as it is."

The sisters laughed together.

"Jess is eighteen now, isn't he?"

"He turned eighteen last July. I know you were joking, but you're going to be amazed at how handsome my Son has become. His blond hair is thick, and wavy. Jess has a disarming smile that makes girls' hearts melt. He's six foot three inches tall with broad shoulders and an athletic build. And talk about charm. That boy could charm his way into just about anything, or anyone he wanted. The cheerleaders at OU practically fight over him."

"That's right. He's a wide receiver for the OU Sooners."

"Go Sooners," Emily replied enthusiastically. "Jess has been dating one of the cheerleaders for the past few months. Her name is Chelsea Randal. She's a little minx if I ever met one."

"Are they having sex?" Carol asked.

They are fucking like rabbits," Emily replied. "Jess spends the night at her dorm at least three nights a week."

Carol smiled as she listened to her Sister. "It sounds like someone could find herself being called Grandma before long."

"Please, don't even joke about that," Emily shot back. "I keep that boy stocked with condoms. Do you have any idea how embarrassing it is to buy condoms for your eighteen year old Son? But I'll be damned if Jess is going to fuck up his college education by knocking some cheerleader up."

"It sounds like you're being a good mother," Carol replied, holding back the laughter.

"Sis," Emily's tone changed. "I wish you would stay with us while you're in town instead of a hotel."

"Where would I sleep? You have a two bedroom house. I love you, but I'm not sleeping on the couch for nine nights."

"Jess could crash with his Dad. You and I could sleep in Jess' bed."

"Sweetie, you have a Husband and a Son who are built like NFL football players. I don't think they would be very comfortable sleeping in the same bed."

"I've got good news," Emily said, changing the subject again. "It looks like we're going to have a white Christmas this year. The forecast is calling for heavy snow fall starting tomorrow night. They are expecting up to six inches of snow by morning."

"Does this mean I'll be trapped in Oklahoma for the rest of the winter?"

"Sweetie, the stuff rarely stays on the ground longer than a week. Besides, Frank, and Jess own four wheel drives. My car is a front wheel drive, so I can go most anywhere, unless the snow is too deep. Don't worry about getting back to the airport. You won't miss your return flight."

The next day, Carol stepped off the 727 and headed for the baggage claim. She had her small carry on case in her right hand.

The terminal was packed with travelers heading to visit their families. It was the worst day of the year to be in an airport terminal.

However, for Carol, it was worth the inconvenience. She hadn't seen her Sister in such a long time. As Carol entered the baggage claim area she spotted her Nephew standing near the carousel. She immediately recognized him from his face-book pictures. "Damn, Jess has become a handsome young man," she muttered to herself as she approached the baggage carousel.

Jess spotted his Aunt walking towards the luggage area. He gave the sexy woman a quick once over.

She looked like a younger version of his Mom. Her shoulder length red hair cascaded down around her beautiful face. She was dressed in grey form fitting sweater, a knee length blue skirt, skin tone pantyhose, and pumps. Even with the heavy winter coat covering her frame, he could see her hourglass figure, with large breasts, and hips that begged to be fondled. She looked just like he'd remembered from childhood. 

Jess gave his Aunt a warm smile and waved.

Carol returned the smile and waved back.

Jess met his Aunt at the carousel, and immediately hugged her. "It's good to see you Carol."

Carol's face rested against his powerful chest as she returned the hug. "It's good to see you as well, young man." She broke the embrace and looked her Nephew over. "The last time we hugged, it was your face pressing against my chest. It looks like the roles have been reversed."

Jess grinned at his sexy Aunt. "I could lay my head against your chest now if you want me to."

Carol stifled a laugh. "Your Mom wasn't kidding when she said you are a charmer."

Jess glanced at the passing luggage. "Which bags are yours?"

"I don't see them yet... No wait, that's them right there. Be careful with the large bag. There are Christmas gifts in it, and your Mom's present is breakable."

"You left a breakable gift in the hands of the baggage handlers?"

"Damn, I didn't even think of that. I should have put Emily's gift in my carryon bag," Carol exclaimed as she visually inspected the suitcase. "I don't see any wet spots on the bag, so it should be ok."

"You got Mom a bottle of expensive perfume, didn't you?"

Carol smiled at her handsome Nephew. "You will keep that between us, right?"

Jess grinned at his Aunt. "What did you get me?"

"You'll find out tomorrow, when we open gifts."

A half hour later, Jess pulled up to the Madison hotel.

They got out of the SUV and headed inside with Jess carrying Carol's larger bags.

Carol approached the busy check in desk, and waited in line for her turn. She had her carry on bag with her.

Jess stood to one side of the line, with Carol's two large suitcases sitting at his feet. He watched his sexy Aunt wait in line. He couldn't take his eyes off her round bottom, and long legs. It took all of his willpower not to stare at her legs while he was driving to the hotel.

Carol had noticed her Nephew's subtle glances at her legs as he drove down the turnpike. She knew it was natural for young men to check out women's legs, so she didn't take offence at his occasional glances. She actually felt flattered that a handsome young man was taking notice of her well developed legs; even if the young man was her Nephew. 

The couple in front of Carol finished checking in.

She stepped up to the desk, and waited for the front desk clerk to speak. 

The young woman, who couldn't be more than twenty, smiled at Carol. "Welcome to the Madison Hotel. How may I help you?"

"My name is Carol Walters. I have a reservation for nine days."

The pretty brunette searched her computer. A worried expression appeared on her face as she stared at the screen. She looked up at Carol, and attempted to put on a brave face. "When did you make your reservation?"

Carol began to feel uneasy. "Late last month, why, what's wrong?"

"Do you have a confirmation number?"

Carol thought for a moment. "No, the woman who made the reservation didn't give me one. Is there a problem?"

The young woman's expression of concern became more pronounced. "I'd better let Mr. Bangs, the hotel manager, explain." She waved to a well dressed man who appeared to be in his mid fifties.

The man approached the desk. "Yes Tiffany?"

The girl glanced at Carol for a moment before speaking. "Mister Bangs, this is Carol Walters. She booked a room late last month. She made the reservation for nine days. She doesn't have a confirmation number." The concern on her face could be heard in her voice.

Carol watched the man as he studied the computer screen. 

He grimaced as he looked the screen over. He began punching keys on the keyboard. Finally, after several minutes, he looked up at Carol. "Could you come with me please?" He gently asked.

"Why, what's the problem?"

"Please, I'll explain everything in my office."

Carol followed the man into his office. She suspected she was about to get bad news.

Jess started to follow his Aunt, but she motioned for him to stay with the luggage.

Once inside the office, Mr. Bangs offered her a seat. "Miss Walters, I am very sorry to have to tell you this, but last month we had an employee quit unexpectedly. Apparently she took calls throughout the day, but didn't bother to put the reservations in the computer. You are the fourth guest we've had to turn away today because our hotel is completely booked up for the holidays."

Carol could see the discomfort written across the man's face. "You don't have any rooms at all?"

"Unfortunately no one within twenty miles has any available rooms. I have been authorized, as compensation, to offer you three free nights to use any time you like in the future. However, I don't have anything available at the moment."

"Great," Carol exclaimed in frustration. "I haven't seen my Sister or her family in five years, and now that I'm here, I have nowhere to stay."

"Perhaps, your Sister can let you stay with her?"

"She lives in a two bedroom house with her Husband and grown Son."

"I do apologize for the inconvenience, but at the moment I have no rooms available."

"I should have known something was wrong when the girl didn't give me a confirmation number when I booked the room."

"Once again, I am very sorry for the inconvenience this is causing you."

There's nothing you can do about it. I just hope the woman who created this mess is doing something she's able to handle, like cleaning garbage cans."

"As do I Miss Walters; as do I."

Fifteen minutes later, Jess and Carol pulled into the driveway.

Jess grabbed Carol's luggage, and carried it inside. He took the carry on bag and the suitcases to his room, and laid them on the bed.

Carol stood in the middle of the living room staring at the couch.

Jess returned. "Yeah, the couch is kind of small, but I should be ok on it for a few days."

"Carol looked up at her Nephew. "There is no way in hell I'm letting you sleep on that couch for nine days. It's barely large enough for me to sleep on. You would be hanging off of it all night long. Besides, it doesn't look comfortable enough for sleeping."

Jess shook his head. "It isn't. Mom bought it because it looks good."

"That's my Sister alright. Looks are more important than comfort." Carol sighed. "Let me see your bed."

Jess led his Aunt into his bedroom.

Carol was glad that the bed was queen size instead of a full size bed. "You're a big young man, but I think the two of us can manage sleeping in it for nine nights, don't you?"

Jess fought back the excitement he was feeling. "Yeah, we shouldn't have any trouble sleeping on it."

Carol chose to ignore the obvious excitement dancing in her Nephew's eyes. "Very well, for the next nine days and nights, you and I are roommates." Deciding to have a little fun with her Nephew, she added, "However, there will be no attempts at hanky panky. Is that clear?"

"I would never try anything with you," Jess replied defensively.

"I was teasing."

Three hours later Jess' Father, Frank pulled into the driveway. As he climbed out of the truck, his Wife, Emily pulled in behind him. Frank closed the door to his pickup and approached his pretty wife's car.

Emily got out of the car, and hugged her Husband. Her forty three year old features were grim. "You will not believe the day I've had."

"I take it the meeting with your client didn't go well."

"Ron Parker is paranoid. I swear the man thinks he's going to jail. I told him that tax audits are standard procedure, but he's convinced that the IRS is going to find something he missed and arrest him on the spot." A wry smile appeared on her face as she spoke. "He told me I'd go to jail too, since I'm responsible for keeping his books in order."

"If you're convicted of tax fraud, I promise to come and visit you every day."

Emily gave her Husband a seductive smile. "Will I get conjugal visits?"

The big contractor took his wife into his arms and kissed her. "Every damn day," he crooned as he broke the kiss.

"We'd better go inside. I'm sure Carol is here by now."

The family settled in very quickly after the reunion hugs were passed around.

Frank and Jess were in the kitchen preparing dinner.

Carol and Emily sat on the couch, catching up on their day's events.

Emily stared in shock as Carol told her about the incident at the hotel. "I can't believe the hotel's employee would do something like that."

"I'm not the only one who was left out in the cold. Apparently the hotel has had to turn away several guests today. To make matters worse, every hotel is completely booked up. The hotel compensated me with three free nights that I can use in the future. But in the mean time, it looks like you're going to have a guest for the next nine nights."

"Like I suggested last night, we can sleep in Jess' room, and the men can sleep together."

"I think it would be better if Jess and I shared his room. I looked at your bed. There is no way those two will fit on that queen size bed comfortably."

Emily nodded, feeling foolish for not buying a king size bed when she had the chance. "I know I should have bought a king size bed, but I like sleeping close to Frank. Besides, I got a great deal on the bed we have. It was such a bargain that I bought one for Jess as well."

"Then it's settled," Carol said. "I'll sleep with Jess during my stay." She glanced toward the kitchen. "Please tell me he doesn't snore."

Emily laughed. "No, but he does occasionally moan in his sleep. He's not loud, but I sometimes hear him when I pass his room at night. Jess also talks in his sleep. It's usually one or two words though."

"Oh, what does he say?" Carol asked out of curiosity.

Emily glanced towards the kitchen before continuing. She lowered her voice so the men wouldn't hear. "Sometimes he says a girl's name. One morning as I passed his bedroom, I heard Jess muttering 'that feels so good'."

"It sounds like he might be dreaming about having sex."

"I think you're right. I just hope he doesn't decide to snuggle up to you while he's dreaming. Jess would be mortified if he woke up holding his Aunt in his arms."

"I'd be devastated if he held me in his arms, while saying some other woman's name," Carol said in pretended distress. "It would remind me of some of my past dates."

Emily burst into laughter. As her laughter died down, a serious expression appeared on her face.

"What's wrong?" Carol asked.

Emily looked over at the kitchen door for a moment before speaking. "There's something I want to tell you. However, you can never repeat it."

"I won't say a word, I promise."

Emily leaned close to her Sister, and quietly said, "Frank sometimes has sex with me while he's asleep."

"What?" Carol stared at her Sister in disbelief. "How is that possible?"

"It's a condition known as sleep sex. The technical term is sexsomnia. Those who suffer from it can have sex with someone and be completely unaware that they are doing it."

"You must mean that he masturbates with you in the bed, right."

Emily shook her head. "No, he rolls me on my back, which usually wakes me up in the process, pulls off my panties, and then starts screwing me while he is sound asleep. To be honest with you, I've gotten so used to it, that every once in a while; when I'm really tired, I will fall back asleep while he's screwing me. Hell, one morning I woke up to discover my panties had been removed, and my pussy was full of cum. I was so tired that night that I slept right through it."




A Holiday Surprise Ch. 01



"How long has this been going on?"

"Frank started having sleep sex with me right after we got married. It worried me at first. But it doesn't bother me anymore."

"I can't imagine what it would be like to be fucked by a man while he is sleeping." Carol suddenly thought of who she'd be sleeping with for the next nine nights. "Is it hereditary?"

"If you're asking me if Jess has the same condition, I'm pretty sure he doesn't. I've never found anything that suggests the condition is hereditary. I know Jess has spent the night with his girlfriend a few times at her dorm. I asked him about it the other day, and he said she's never complained about him waking her up for sex. So, I'd say Jess does not suffer from this problem."

"I'm glad to know I'm safe from being molested. But why are you telling me this if I have nothing to worry about from Jess?"

Emily shrugged. "I wanted you to be aware of this in case Frank happens to wander into your bedroom late at night. From what I've read, people who have this condition generally don't walk around in their sleep around looking for sex partners. They usually have sex with whoever is in bed with them. However, I don't want you freaking out if he comes into your room and tries something."

"Surely, even in his sleep, Frank would know it isn't you he's having sex with."

"From what I've read, the sleeper is completely unaware that they are having sex. Therefore they don't discriminate. Someone who suffers from sexsomnia will screw whoever is handy."

"Does Frank know he's doing this?"

"Yes, but I told him not to worry about it. I'd rather he use me to deal with his condition than to spend the rest of his life taking medicine for it. If by some slim chance Frank enters the bedroom, wake Jess up, and he'll put his Dad back in bed."

"Jess knows about this?"

"I talked to him about it once. He seems to be ok with his Dad's condition." 

"How often does this happen?"

"Frank fucks me while he's sleeping almost every night. Plus we have regular sex at least three or four times a week."

"Damn Sis, you get more cock in a week than most married women your age get in three months."

Emily gave her Sister a playful smile. "Like I said, I'd rather take care of Frank's condition myself."

"With all of this sex in your lives, I'm amazed that Jess is your only child. I figured you'd be knocked up all the time."

"Frank had a vasectomy years ago. He only wanted one child, so after Jess was born, Frank went to the doctor and got snipped."

"You said Frank only wanted one child. What about you?"

Emily shrugged. "I would have liked to have had at least one more child, but I respect Frank's decision."

After eating dinner, and spending the next several hours talking, everyone agreed that it was time to turn in.

Carol was exhausted from her long flight. She had no doubt that she would sleep like a baby.

Jess was feeling anxious about sleeping with his beautiful Aunt. He would never consciously try anything with Family, but in the past he had awakened snuggled up next to his girlfriend with a morning woody pressed against her ass. The thought of his Aunt waking up with his morning hard on pressed against her body was a little unsettling to the college student. Jess was beginning to wish Chelsea hadn't gone back home for the Holidays. At least then he could stay with her until his Aunt Carol returned to New York. As Jess waited for Carol to come to bed, he thought about the conversation he and his Mom had the other day.

She had asked him if Chelsea had ever complained about him waking her in the night for sex.

Jess told his Mother that Chelsea had never complained about being woken in the night for sex. However he had noticed that Chelsea would give him a playful smile on some mornings after spending the night with her. 

A few weeks ago Chelsea admitted that Jess was fucking her in his sleep. It seems she enjoys being fucked by Jess as he slept. She also told him that he didn't use condoms during their little nocturnal fucks. Chelsea didn't think it was that big a deal since she was on the pill.

But Jess knew his Mom would worry all the time if she knew her Son was filling his girlfriend's pussy with sperm as he slept, so he lied to her about his sleep sex episodes.

Even though Jess suffered from sexsomnia, he believed his Aunt was completely safe from being molested, because he would never consciously try to have sex with her. Jess was unaware that sexsomniacs didn't differentiate between lovers and people who would never agree to have sex with them. 

Carol came out of the hallway bathroom that separated Jess' room from his Parents' room. She was wearing her silk, light blue, mid thigh length night gown. 

The gown clung to her shapely frame, and displayed a lot of leg. Between this gown, and the two equally sexy gowns in her large suitcase, there wasn't much to choose from. 

Jess would just have to be a man, and try not to act like a horny teenager.

She would have brought pajamas or sleeping shorts if she'd known she was going to be sharing a bed with Jess for the next nine nights. She took the three steps down the hall to Jess' room and walked in. Carol closed the door, and turned to see Jess standing next to the bed.

Jess was dressed in an OU T shirt, and a pair of boxers. Jess instantly spotted the outfit that Carol was wearing to bed. Turning his gaze to the bed, he pretended not to notice his Aunt's curvaceous frame, and long legs. "I thought I'd let you choose which side of the bed you prefer to sleep on."

Carol spotted Jess looking her over, before he turned away. She hated that she didn't have anything more conservative to wear. "It doesn't matter to me," she replied. "You can sleep on whichever side you want."

"I usually fall asleep facing right, so I guess I should sleep on the right side of the bed. That way I'd be facing away from you. It would give you a little privacy, anyway."

"That sounds good to me. I usually sleep facing left. This way we can both have some privacy."

The pair climbed into bed, facing away from each other. 

Jess struggled to force the image of his scantily clad Aunt out of his mind by thinking about Chelsea. Unfortunately his thoughts kept drifting back to Carol's amazing legs. After about forty minutes, he managed to doze off.

Carol lay on her side thinking about the conversation she'd had with her Sister. She'd never heard of sleep sex before. However, with all of the other crazy sleep disorders that people suffered from, she wasn't too surprised to learn this one existed as well. She was glad that Jess didn't have the same affliction as his Dad. After an hour or so, Carol eventually fell asleep facing away from her Nephew. 

During the night, Carol tossed and turned, which caused her nightgown to ride up around her hips, leaving her bare bottom exposed. Carol had thrown away all the panties she'd worn during her spotting problem, leaving her with nothing but thongs to wear. 

The thong covered her pussy, and asshole, but it left her ass cheeks exposed.

Early the next morning Jess rolled over in his sleep, and was soon pressed against his Aunt's back. He draped his powerful right over Carol's torso.

Carol didn't wake, but she did subconsciously snuggle up tighter against her Nephew's chest.

As Jess lay there spooning his Aunt, his cock began to grow. Within moments the sleeping man's growing erection caused his underwear to tent. His raging hard on was also pressing against Carol's butt crack. 

Carol moaned but she didn't move.

Jess pushed his boxers down and kicked them off. He then pushed his penis completely between Carol's butt cheeks, and against the tiny piece of cloth that covered Carol's rectum. He then wrapped his powerful right arm back around Carol's sleeping form, and drew her close.

Somehow, Carol managed to sleep through the intrusion.

The sleeping man began to slowly rock back and forth, sliding the head of his cock between Carol's butt cheeks.

Carol slowly woke from her slumber. She could feel a man's arm draped over her. She could also feel his chest pressing against her back. She became confused at first, but then remembered that she'd slept with Jess. Then she noticed something that made her gasp. 

The head of Jess' bare cock was moving between the cheeks of her ass, with the tip repeatedly pressing against her thong covered rectum. The head was pulsating against her flesh. 

"Oh fuck," she whispered. She could feel his uncovered cock head pressing against the tiny strip of cloth that made up the rear of her panties as he gently rocked back and forth. 

Jess' pubic hair tickled his Aunt's butt cheeks with each forward thrust.

Carol remembered Emily's words about Jessie being mortified if he woke up spooning with her.

Carol couldn't understand why Jess would remove his shorts. The only thing she could think of was he removed them as he slept. She suspected that if the young man woke with the head of his erect penis pushed between her butt cheeks, he'd never be able to look her in the eye again. She wanted to get up, but couldn't move without waking him.

The young man would most likely wake up if she tried to lift his arm off her.

Carol decided that the best thing to do is just lie there, and pretend to be asleep.

Once Jess woke, he'd see their predicament, and get withdraw his cock before she woke up. 

Of course she wouldn't be asleep, but Jess wouldn't know that. 

Carol lay there, conscious of Jess' thick cock rocking back and forth between her butt cheeks. She could feel his dick throbbing as it slid back and forth.

It had been a long time since Carol had woke up in a man's arms. It felt nice to have a man spooned up against her, even if it was her Nephew.

But the throbbing meat moving between her butt cheeks reminded the attorney that this was a dangerous situation.

This could potentially ruin her relationship with Jess.

As she lay there, she slowly reached out and turned the alarm clock on the nightstand so she could see the time. She bit back a moan as she stared at the digital clock.

It was four fifty three am.

No one would be up for at least an hour or two. With it being a Holiday, everyone might sleep even later.

She would be forced to lie in bed with her Nephew's bare cock moving back and forth in the crack of her ass until Jess turned over the other way, woke up, or had an orgasm.

Jess let out a low moan.

The moan startled his pretty Aunt, causing her to jerk.

The motion of her jerk caused the sleeping young man to draw Carol tighter against his chest. He began grinding his cock against Carol's thong covered butt hole.

Carol's eyes grew wide with shock as she felt his cock head trying to enter her rectum. She tried to slip out of her Nephew's grasp. All she succeeded in doing was changing her position so that her sleeping Nephew had better access to her cunt.

Jess slid his powerful arm down Carol's waist, and tightened his grip. 

Carol whimpered as her sleeping Nephew held her tight with his powerful right arm.

Jess slid his cock forward until it was pressing against her thong covered pussy lips. She could feel the pulsing dick pushing the gusset of thong between her cunt lips. 

The only thing keeping the sleeping young man from fucking his Aunt was the thin cotton material of her skimpy panties.

Jess moaned a second time as he dry humped his pretty Aunt. "Oh baby," he mumbled in his sleep.

Carol knew Jess was most likely dreaming about fucking his girlfriend. Unfortunately it was her pussy he was dry humping. She didn't know what to do. If she woke her Nephew, he would be devastated by what he was doing, even if it was while he was sleeping. If she did nothing, he'd cum all over her panties. 

An orgasm could wake him.

Carol knew he might sleep through it, since young men did ejaculate while sleeping, but she couldn't be sure.

As he continued dry humping his Aunt, Jess subconsciously slid his right arm up and squeezed Carol's left breast. "Baby," he muttered in his sleep.

Carol bit her lower lip to keep from crying out in surprise. 

Could Jess also suffer from sleep sex?

Emily had said she'd never seen any signs that Jess suffered from this condition.

Carol decided that her Nephew was simply having a wet dream. 

After all, Jess wasn't trying to fuck her. He was just reacting to a sexual dream.

Jess thrust the tip of his cock between Carol's cunt lips; forcing the gusset of her thong into her pussy. 

The trapped attorney gasped as her pussy lips spread open, allowing the tip of her Nephew's cock to penetrate her.

Jess continued to gently rock back and forth. His cock tip would spread his Aunt's pussy lips open with each thrust.

Carol's pussy juices began to flow, moistening the gusset of her thong. She was starting to enjoy the naughtiness of her predicament. Deciding that it wouldn't hurt to let Jess go a little farther inside her, Carol parted her legs a little so that the head of his dick could penetrate her cunt more deeply. She knew it was wrong, but she liked the pleasure of having Jess' cock sink a little ways into her thong covered cunt.

After all, Jess wasn't fucking her, and her panties did prevent him from going too deep.

Carol lay there, enjoying the feel of her Nephew's cock tip as it repeatedly penetrated her pussy lips.

Jess suddenly withdrew the tip of his cock head from Carol's spread pussy lips. 

Carol felt a small twinge of regret as her Nephew withdrew the tip of his manhood from between her pussy lips.

He then slid his left hand between his and Carol's bodies. He grasped the thin material of Carol's thong. 

Carol felt her initial fear return as her sleeping Nephew pulled the thong to one side, and pressed the head of his dick between her exposed pussy lips. She tried to clamp her legs shut, but Jess was too quick. 

The head of his cock forced her pussy open as he slid his cock inside her exposed cunt.

Carol was in shock. Her Nephew wasn't just having a wet dream. 

He was starting to fuck her.

Carol was ok with letting her Nephew rub the tip of his cock head between her cunt lips as he slept. But having a little fun with Jess' dream and being fucked by him were two completely different matters. Carol had no desire to commit incest with her Sister's Son.

Jess let go of the thong, and slid his left arm under Carol's body. He pulled her back tightly to his chest, and thrust his hips forward, forcing half his cock into Carol's unprotected pussy.

The only reason he couldn't go any deeper was their spooning position.

Carol grabbed the edge of the pillow and forced it into her mouth. She bit down on the pillow to keep from screaming. She was in shock.

Jess moaned in his sleep, as he dreamed about fucking Chelsea. He had last fucked Chelsea just before Holiday break. He fucked her once while they were awake. He then fucked her bareback as he slept.

The next morning, Chelsea told him that she was going to enjoy going home to her Parents with her pussy full of his sperm.

"Chelsea," he moaned as continued thrusting into his Aunt.

Carol didn't know what to do. She couldn't wake her Nephew. If she woke Jess while he was fucking her, the young man would spend the rest of his life feeling like some sort of pervert. Carol wasn't even sure her Nephew could be awakened in his current state.

Jess shifted his hands to Carol's hips.

Carol held her breath, hoping that her Nephew was about to pull out. She got a major surprise however, when he rolled them both over onto their stomachs.

Jess forced his pretty Aunt's legs apart with his knees. He then lifted her onto her knees, and thrust his thick cock deep into her cunt. He resumed fucking his horrified Aunt.

Carol buried her face into the pillow, and wailed in horror, as her Nephew's bare cock slid deep into her unprotected cunt.

Jess had to wake up. He just had to.

Turning her face, she urgently spoke to her Nephew. "Jess, please, you've got to wake up." She was afraid to speak too loudly, for fear of waking Emily. The last thing she wanted was to have her Sister walk in and see this.

The young man continued thrusting into his Aunt. "Chelsea, so good," he moaned.

Carol couldn't understand how her Nephew could do this to her. She is his Aunt after all.

Emily's words came roaring back to her. "Someone who suffers from sexsomnia will screw whoever is handy."

Jess had to be asleep.

Carol reconsidered shouting out to her Sister, but the thought of being seen like this was too damned humiliating. Carol couldn't bear the thought of Emily seeing Jess kneeling behind her with his cock buried in her cunt. The lovely attorney decided the only thing she could do was to wait for her Nephew to finish fucking her.

He would be finished soon, and then he'd roll back over and continue sleeping.

Carol knew that she would never forget what was happening to her. She'd live the rest of her life with the knowledge that her sleeping Nephew had fucked her against her will. She could feel his cock stretching her pussy open with each inward thrust. Carol knew it wasn't Jess' fault. She also knew that sometimes disorders are inherent. 

"Fuck, I should have slept on the couch," Carol moaned, chastising herself. Feeling uncomfortable, she forced her elbows under her, and pushed her upper torso off the mattress.

Jess released his grip on Carols hips. He slipped his hands up Carol's body and grabbed her large, spongy breasts. He then began pinching her nipples as he continued sawing his cock in and out of her cunt.

Carol moaned involuntarily as her Nephew played with her sensitive nipples. Her breasts began to tingle as Jess tormented her sex starved nipples. "Please, not my nipples?" She begged. Her nipples were a major weakness for her when it came to sexual excitement. She would easily become aroused when a lover manipulated, pinched, or bit her nipples.

And it has been a long time since anyone has played with her nipples.

Carol shook as Jess continued manipulating her nipples between his fingers. "Oh fuck," she whimpered as her body began to respond sexually to her Nephew's manipulations.

Carol began to involuntarily rock her body backward to meet Jess' forward thrusts. She spread her knees farther apart to allow him deeper penetration. She trembled uncontrollably as her Nephew thrust deeper into her cunt. Tears began running down her cheeks as her body betrayed her. She was being force fucked by her sleeping Nephew, yet her body was receiving sexual pleasure from being violated. To make matters worse, her subconscious mind was also beginning to like it. Carol's pussy began clamp down on her Nephew's swollen cock. "Oh fuck," she moaned, recognizing what her body was preparing for. "He's going to make me cum."

Jess let out another low moan as he continued to thrust his cock into his Aunt's pussy.

Carol let out a whimper as her body trembled with lust. She knew she should be outraged by this intrusion; but having her nipples manipulated, as a cock was being stuffed into her cunt felt wonderful.

Jess' cock felt so damn good inside her hungry cunt.

She was being ravaged by her sleeping Nephew, yet all she could think about was the pleasure her body was receiving. "This is so wrong," Carol whimpered as she thrust her buttocks against Jess' pelvis. But she desperately wanted to cum. Carol could feel her orgasm building with each passing moment. She lifted her butt higher, so that Jess could sink even deeper into her hungry pussy.

Jess let out another low moan as he drove his cock completely inside his sexy Aunt's pussy.

Carol began to tremble uncontrollably as her own sexual need continued to grow stronger. She couldn't help herself. It has been far too long since she's been thoroughly fucked. Carol bit her lower lip as the need to cum began to grow even stronger. She no longer cared that it was her Nephew who was fucking her. She didn't even care that this started out as a sexual assault being committed by her sleeping Nephew. The lovely redhead desperately wanted to cum.




A Holiday Surprise Ch. 01



Jess pounded his Aunt mercilessly as he dreamed of Chelsea. A deep guttural sound escaped his lips as he rammed his cock deep into Carol's cunt.

Carol slid her right hand between her spread legs, and began to play with her clit. She knew Jess couldn't last much longer. She wanted to make sure she came before her Nephew filled her pussy with his sperm. The sudden realization that Jess was going to cum in her unprotected pussy shot through her lust inflamed mind.

Dr. Prague had warned Carol that even at thirty nine she could still get pregnant.

And Jess was moments away from filling her fertile womb with his seed.

"Shit," Carol exclaimed as Jess' cock began to expand in her cunt. "He's going to cum in me," she whimpered. She could feel his cock stretching her in preparation of filling her fertile body with his seed. She was torn between the need to cum, and the fact that her 

Nephew could get her pregnant.

Jess could knock her up and never know he'd done it.

Carol's fingers never stopped stimulating her clit. Even though she was terrified that Jess might put a baby in her belly, her body was beyond caring. The need to cum was too powerful to resist.

Jess' balls began to churn as he continued to ram his cock deep into his Aunt's body. His throbbing cock repeatedly stretched her pussy as he thrust into her again and again. Jess began to cum. He shoved his cock in as far as he could and began releasing millions of baby making sperm into Carol's fertile womb.

Carol whimpered, and her body stiffened, as her orgasm ripped through her.

Jess continued filling his Aunt's fertile womb with his seed.

Carol could feel the rich potent sperm splashing against the back wall of her cervix. The sensation both terrified and drove her orgasm to new heights. She cried, and whimpered as her body shook. Tears flowed freely down her cheeks as she rode out the powerful orgasm that wracked her trembling form. "He's cumming in me," she whimpered. "My Nephew is cumming in me, and knocking me up."

Jess fired load after load of baby making sperm into his Aunt's fertile body. He growled like an animal as he unloaded his rich, potent sperm into her pussy.

Carol lowered her upper torso back to the mattress. She buried her face in the pillow and whimpered. Her body continued to writhe in primal lust. At the same time her mind was reeling with the reality that Jess might be putting a baby in her belly.

The pair shook and writhed as they exploded in orgasmic bliss.

Finally after what seemed to be a lifetime, Jess withdrew his spent cock from Carol's sperm filled cunt. He pulled out, rolled onto his side of the bed, and resumed sleeping peacefully.

Carol half lay, half knelt on her side of the bed; trembling with the excitement and shame she was experiencing. Her body was still experiencing the powerful orgasm her Nephew had given her.

Jess had unknowingly fucked her while sleeping. He had fucked her, and filled her fertile womb with his sperm.

To make matters worse, Carol had enjoyed it. She knew it was wrong, but her Nephew had given her the best orgasm of her life. 

After a couple of minutes, Carol's orgasm finally stopped. She climbed out of bed. Grabbing one of her suitcases, Carol went into the bathroom, peed, and then took a shower. She tried to clean as much sperm out of her cunt as she could, with her finger, but she couldn't get much of the baby making batter to come out. She dried off, brushed her teeth, and then combed her shoulder length hair. 

As Carol stood looking at her reflection in the mirror, the realization that she would most likely have to endure this for the next eight nights hit her. Could she continue sleeping in Jess' bed, knowing he'd fuck her as he slept?

She groaned, knowing the answer. "Hell, who am I kidding? It's been too long since I've been fucked." Sighing, she said, "I'll just have to go to the pharmacy today. I'll buy a morning after pill, and a diaphragm."

Carol got dressed, and then took her suitcase back to Jess' room. She gazed at her Nephew as he slept soundly. A smile crossed her lips as she thought about what had happened. Never in her wildest dreams could she have imagined being fucked by her Nephew as he slept.

The very notion of it was taboo and exciting. The best part was, no one would ever know but her. She decided that for the rest of her stay, she would sleep without underwear. Carol hoped that the pharmacy would be open at least part of the day. She really didn't want to wait until the next day to get the contraceptives she needed.

However, if the pharmacy was closed, she'd just have to buy what she needed tomorrow.

She strolled into the kitchen and made a pot of coffee. As she waited for the coffee to cook, she turned on the small flat screen TV that sat on the kitchen counter.

The weather man was giving the forecast. "It looks like we're going to get more snow than expected this year. Snow will continue falling throughout the day, adding at least another six inches to the ten inches we've already received. Snow is expected to continue falling for another two to three days. Businesses are expected to be closed for at least four to five days once it stops snowing."

"Fuck," Carol exclaimed as she stared at the television. 

"What's the matter Hon?" Emily asked as she entered the room.

Carol spun and stared at her Sister. A deep sense of guilt hit her. "The meteorologist just said we're getting a lot more snow than expected. Ten inches fell during the night, and we're supposed to get another six inches. It looks like businesses could be closed for the next seven to eight days."

Emily gave her Sister a reassuring smile. "That's ok. We have everything we need. I need to wake Frank and Jess. I'll be back in a few minutes to start breakfast."

Emily turned and left the kitchen. 

Carol shook her head as her Sister disappeared through the door. "We don't have everything we need," she muttered. "If I have to wait seven or eight days before I can get to a pharmacy, I'll end up pregnant for sure. That damn morning after pill has to be taken within five days of having sex."

Carol turned to the coffee pot. Grabbing a cup from the cabinet she poured a cup. The pretty redhead knew she had to put a stop to this before she ended up having her Nephew's baby. 

But the memory of his magnificent cock buried in her body, as he gave her an incredible orgasm was still fresh in her mind. 

Carol knew that if she did get pregnant, she would never be able to go through with having an abortion. Using the morning after pill was one thing. But she would never be able to forgive herself if she had an abortion.

Carol took a sip of the strong coffee. The memory of Jess' rock hard cock stuffed deep in her hungry cunt filled her thoughts. Could she continue to let her Nephew have sleep sex with her, and run the risk of becoming pregnant with his child? For all Carol knew, Jess might have already placed the sperm cell in her that would cause her impregnation. Stopping now would be a waste of time, as well as a waste of good sex, if she was already on her way to becoming a Mother.

Carol took another sip of coffee. She knew she was taking a risk each time she let her sleeping Nephew use her for sex. 

With businesses closed for the next week, she didn't stand a chance. If she continued sleeping with Jess, so he could fuck her each night, she'd go back to New York knocked up.

Yet the thought of missing out on having that wonderful cock stuffed in her was just too much of a temptation. Besides, there was always the possibility that she wouldn't get pregnant. 

Women have unprotected sex without getting pregnant all the time.

She set the coffee cup on the counter. "What the hell am I doing? This is insane." Carol knew she couldn't sleep on the couch with incredible orgasms waiting for her in Jess' bed. She would just have to take her chances and hope she didn't end up with child. Carol shook her head, knowing she was making the wrong decision. "I should have slept on that damned uncomfortable couch."



A Holiday Surprise Ch. 02



The fog of last night lingering in my head as I whipped the sleep from my eyes as my wife kisses me goodbye as she is leaving for work, but my mind was not on being off from work but on my hot encounter last night. The wife working all day would give me the day of having fun reliving my hot encounter last night, and maybe do it again. I get around slowly, taking out the dogs, getting cleaned up around the house and making breakfast, needing to get something out of my car sliding my hand in my jacket pocket but instead of my keys I found something silk. Pull them out slowly and opening them up to find a hot little pair of thongs that looked and smelled like they were soiled from masturbation or sex with a note attached.

"tonight was so hot, I going to find a way to get out of going with mom to thes come over once you get up!" the note said on the note with sexy female handwriting.

As quickly as possible I can, the shower I go and get all cleaned up for a full day of fun and fucking, and in the car on my way back to my mothers house. Pulling in most of the cars gone, hoping that no one sees me I park behind the barn, my cock already standing at attention making it hard to focus. I slowly walk up to the door, wondering why Colleen hasn't come to meet me, I look around to make sure my mother-in-laws car isn't here I open the screen door to find a note tapped to the door.

"Come up to my room, the key is under the mat, please hurry!"

I find the key under the mat and quickly come in taking my jacket and tossing it away as I run up stairs to Colleen's room, opening the door hoping to find my beautiful blonde mistress waiting for me, but I find candles lit and the lights off with Colleen nowhere to be seen, but on the pillow there was another note.

"Take off all your cloths and put on this blindfold and do not take it off until I take it off for you or move until I tell you!" the note read.

Doing as I am instructed I quickly get naked, excited that my mistress I a kinky girl with this plan she has for me, my cock at full attention I lay on her bed and put on the blind fold and lay there, nothing happening for what seemed like an hour. Then finally I hear a moan escape Colleen's mouth, then the door close and lock, next I feel her kneel on the bed next to me touching and teasing me with her breath as she blows on my body, starting with my ears, then my neck, down my body to my cock, balls then down the inside of my legs. The feeling of her running her finger nails up my legs over my cock was electric, it didn't stop and went up to my wrists, grabbing them she ties both my wrist to her headboard, then running what I think is her tongue down my arms over my nipples to my cock, washing my cock with her tongue she moves to my balls then back and starts sucking me hard. 

Enjoying her touching me I feel her move and her leg and knee next to my head I know what's coming by the smell of a wet eager pussy lowering over my face and I didn't have to be told what to do and started licking and sucking the pussy pushed into my face. Working her clit and pussy lips I eagerly tried to tongue every inch of her, tasting even better than she did last night. Then Colleen wanted more by pushing her pussy down into my face and started fucking my mouth as she moved up to sit on my face, I could feel her fingers touching her clit as I tongue fucked her pussy and ass. Colleen was so caught up in my mouth tonguing her she left hard cock about to pop, wishing I could use my hands to touch the sexy women face fucking me and maybe jerk my rock hard member, the torture of being so close and not cumming was driving me crazy.

I redirected my torture to her pussy as she really pushed her wet clean shaven pussy up and down my face making it hard to breath but I didn't care, but soon she was cumming as her body started shaking on my face and a gush of juices covered my face and made it hard to breath for a few seconds. Her moans and screams muffled by her legs pressed against my ears as she slides off me, her mouth finds my cock to lap up all the precum dripping out of the tip.

"Oh baby please take off this blindfold and let me see you!" I pleaded to her

"shhhhhhhh" she responded after pulling my cock out of her mouth.

She lets go of my cock and slides over my body, I feel her hand grip my cock again, then feel it being directed into her pussy as she pushes her body down on mine, her little body felt so great sliding up and down my cock so tight so perfect for my cock.

"Oh god baby, fuck that cock you dirty little slut!" I yell as I feel her tight pussy grip my cock so hard.

She starts riding me harder and harder moaning as she rips off the mask, taking a few seconds for my eyes to adjust, there she with her big double d tits bouncing up and down as she starts cumming on my cock.

"Holy Shit Michelle! I yell as she grips my cock cumming on me hard sending me almost sending me over the edge.

Michelle is Danielle's step-sister that is only 4 months younger then Colleen but she is completely different, long brown hair, beautiful blue eyes, freckles, 34 DD tits, standing only 5'4" and 110lbs was a so sexy, but never thought she would be interested in me.

"mmm still didn't cum yet?" Michelle asks smiling at me wiggling her tight pussy on my cock

Sliding off my cock and rubbing my cock between her big beautiful tits, the smile on her face and the sparkle in her eye are something I haven't seen before pushing the head of my cock in her mouth as she titty fucks my cock, working her big beautiful tits around my cock sucking on my head as she slides down my shaft. Stoping only to lick my balls and shaft, then pushing them back between her big firm its, my balls rubbing her firm body felt so good. Moaning and stops, looking at me with an evil grin she slides up and kisses me deeply then turns around sliding her leg over me with her sexy little ass towards me she starts rubbing her pussy on my chest and abs , then down to my cock, her tiny little perfect ass looking at me as she rubs her soaking wet pussy on my cock, then adjust and slides me deep into her pussy. Riding me cowgirl it was amazing to watch her sexy little body and big tits giggling as she pumped my cock into her pussy over and over, looking back at me begging me to cum.

"Please cum in me baby, I need to feel your load in my like you did for Colleen." Michelle moaned smiling at me.

"Only if I can touch you little girl", I answer in a serious tone.

She looks back and pouts at me, then laying back on me her head next to mine, she kissed me as she started grinding hard on my cock, reaches up and unties each of my wrists, I immediately reach down and grab Michelle's tits. Gripping them hard, playing with her nipples as I start pumping up into her harder as Michelle moaned louder then I heard her that day, kissing her deeply, my hands mauling her big sexy tits, I slide my right hand down to her pussy , rubbing her clit sent her over the edge. 

"God yes fuck I am cumming!" Michelle yells That was the point of no return for me as I start to pump her pussy as hard as I could, her hand cover mine to help me fondle her sexy naked body, pumping her furiously.

"Fuck yes Michelle here it comes!" I whisper in her ear

"Yes Ben, cum in me, give me what you give to my sisters!" she moans back as I explode inside her. After a few minutes of down time, neither one of us wanted or needed to move, but my hands continued to explore her body as me both dosed in and out of sleep knowing we had all day of fun ahead.

"mmm that was so amazing, it was just amazing to watch you fuck Colleen last night, I was so jealous watching you I had to have you like she did." She whispers as she kissing my cheek and neck.

"Well you can have some whenever you want, but today isn't over yet" I whisper in her ear as I squeeze her tight trying to keep my cock inside her as we snuggle.



A Holiday Surprise Ch. 02



Carol Walters lay in bed next to her sleeping Nephew Jess, feeling frustrated, and deprived. 

After the first night of being sleep fucked by Jess, he had not touched her.

Two nights had gone by, and the eighteen year old had slept through the night without so much as caressing her skin.

Carol knew she should be glad that she wouldn't have to continue running the risk of an unwanted pregnancy, but having Jess' hard young cock buried in her sex starved cunt was too damn tempting to the horny woman.

After Jess sleep fucked his aunt, she spent the entire next day struggling between her desire to have his cock buried in her again, and the shame that she'd enjoyed being fucked by her older sister's only child. She would tell herself that this couldn't happen again. But within an hour, the lovely attorney would shove her conscience aside. She began to consider why this could happen again. Using her legal skills, the pretty woman convinced herself that she really didn't have a choice in the matter.

If Jess fucked her as he slept, it wouldn't be his fault, because he wasn't aware he was molesting her.

Of course it wouldn't be her fault because Jess is so much stronger than her. She has no where else to sleep after all, so it isn't her fault that her nephew is using her body to satisfy his subconscious desires.

The evening after her sleeping nephew gave her the fuck of a lifetime, Carol borrowed one of Jess' long OU T shirts to use as a night gown. She told her unsuspecting nephew that she wanted borrow it so she could wear something that wouldn't ride up and show off her thong panties while she slept. 

The truth is she had decided to sleep without panties, so her nephew would have easier access to her pussy. Carol convinced herself that it would be better to make her body readily available to her nephew, rather than have him ruin one or more of her thongs as he undressed her.

After all, it really wasn't anyone's fault that this was happening.

The knee length shirt would work perfectly. 

Carol would be ready to receive her nephew's cock without anyone being the wiser.

Although the shirt did the job of keeping Carol's bare pussy from being seen as she slept, Jess never touched his aunt.

Each night she would lie in bed, and wait for Jess to roll over and take her again, but all she got was another near sleepless night. She managed to get two or three hours rest when she finally fell asleep just before Dawn. She dragged through each day, feeling like a wrung out rag. The tired attorney also felt shame for what she was doing. She was purposely making herself available to her nephew so he could fuck her as he slept.

The fact that he didn't come back for more made Carol feel even worse.

Earlier in the day, Emily, her older Sister asked her what was wrong.

Feeling guilty, Carol lied to her sister and said she was just suffering from the long flight from New York. 

Emily didn't believe her, but decided to let it drop.

Emily wasn't the only one who noticed the change in Carol.

Jess also noticed her haggard look. Unable to stay quiet any longer, He approached his pretty aunt. "Aunt Carol, are you ok?"

"Yes, I'm fine." A wave of guilt flashed through her. "I guess that flight from New York has my system messed up a bit. I'll be ok in a day or two."

Like his mom, Jess didn't believe Carol, but he also decided to drop the subject.

Three nights had passed, and still Jess slept through the night without touching his horny aunt.

As Carol lay there waiting for Jess to fuck her again, she turned her gaze towards the digital clock.

It was four thirty am, and Jess hadn't made a move towards her. 

Carol was beginning to suspect that the other night was a one time thing. She felt tired from lack of sleep. 

As Carol waited for sleep to overtake her, she felt Jess stirring. Her heart skipped a beat.

Was Jess finally going to use her again like she wanted?

He rolled over onto his back.

Carol pulled the shirt up to make herself ready, and then waited for Jess to reach for her, but nothing happened.

Eventually she realized her nephew was just turning over to lie in a more comfortable position.

Feeling both deprived, and ashamed, Carol finally pulled the shirt back down and then dozed off. She slept fitfully. Visions of Jess' cock buried in her cunt kept running through her subconscious mind. Carol began to dream. 

She was kneeling on the bed, her nude body hovering over Jess. She reached for the waistband of his shorts and pulled them down so that his impressive tool stood proudly in the air.

In her dream Jess looked up at his aunt; his face was contorted with lust.

Carol leaned over and kissed her nephew.

Jess moaned as Carol's lips came into contact with his.

Her tongue instantly darted into his mouth. She began to grind her sopping wet pussy against the long, thick, hard shaft.

The college freshman slowly began to wake. Subconsciously he knew something wasn't right. As he came out of his slumber; the sensation of a woman kissing him, and grinding her cunt against his dick began to creep into his still half asleep brain. Jess slowly opened his eyes. He instantly became fully awake at the sight of Carol kneeling over him with his T shirt pulled up around her waist.

It was obvious that she wasn't wearing any panties.

Jess felt both confused and turned on. 

Carol was staring off into space like she was in a trance. Yet she repeatedly dragged her pussy lips and clit across the young man's shaft.

He spoke softly. "Aunt Carol?" Jess waited for her to respond. 

Her only response was to moan as she ground her clit into Jess' erection.

"Oh fuck," Jess silently exclaimed. He could tell she was asleep.

Carol was having sleep sex with him.

The football player wanted to take hold of his sexy aunt and roll her back onto her side of the bed. But the sensation of having his cock stroked by her wet pussy quickly forced that thought aside.

Carol moaned, and ground her cunt against her nephew's thick shaft. In her dream, she was riding the cock like it was a horse. She wanted that monster inside her. 

Jess watched his sleeping aunt reach between her legs and grasp his thick manhood. He groaned as she wrapped her fingers around the shaft, and then gave it a firm squeeze.

The sleeping woman rose up on her knees. She lifted the cock head up so it was lined up with her wet cunt.

Jess was torn between his desire to do the right thing, and his desire to have his cock buried in his aunt's cunt. "This is so fucking wrong," he moaned. Yet he lay there, waiting for Carol to lower herself onto his cock.

Carol lowered her pelvis until Jess' cock head parted her pussy lips. Her face still had the dreamlike state. Her eyes were glazed over. She rubbed the tip of his cock head through her pussy lips a few times.

Jess knew he should stop her before she did something she'd regret later, but the need to feel his dick buried in her pussy wouldn't let him move.

Carol began to lower her body onto the thick monster. Her cunt opened up to allow the thick beast into her body.

Jess gritted his teeth as Carol slowly sank her cunt onto his dick.

In one motion Carol took her nephew's cock completely inside. She rested her weight on Jess' pelvis.

Jess felt like he was going to come apart at the seams. He wanted to grab hold of Carol's hips, and force her to start moving, but he refrained from touching her.

It would be bad enough if she woke up in this awkward position. It would be worse if she discovered him helping her along.

Carol grasped the hem of the T shirt and pulled it over her head. She tossed the shirt aside.

Jess stared up at the perfectly formed D cup breasts. He wanted to squeeze them, but he knew if she woke up, he wouldn't be able to explain his actions.

Carol began kneading her breasts. She pulled on her sensitive nipples, sending her sexual need to new heights. Even though she was asleep, her body reacted to the sensation of being filled by her nephew's cock. She subconsciously squeezed her vaginal walls around Jess' swollen member.

Jess' dick jerked inside his aunt's pussy.

As the sleeping woman continued to play with her tits, she began to ride her nephew's shaft. She raised herself up until only the head was still inside; then she lowered her weight back onto his pelvis.

Not having anything else to do with his hands, Jess grabbed hold of the sheet beneath him. He pulled hard on the material.

Carol rode his thick cock hard. She pinched and twisted her nipples. Her dream was so vivid she could almost swear it was real.

Jess was torn between his deep desire to fuck his aunt, and the desire to do the right thing. He desperately wanted this to continue, but he knew that if she woke up, things would never be the same between them. Deciding that they needed to stop before this went any farther; Jess reached out and took hold of his aunt's wrists.

Carol turned her hands so that she had hold of Jess' wrists. She forced his hands down, and leaned all her weight forward, pinning the young man's arms to the bed.

Jess knew that from this position the only way he could dislodge her would be to force her off him. 

That move would most likely dump her onto the floor, and could even hurt her.

Jess decided the only thing he could do without hurting his aunt was to let her finish. Deep in his heart, Jess knew he wouldn't want to stop her anyway. At least this way he had an excuse if Carol did wake up.

Emily slowly woke from her slumber. The need to pee had awakened her. She sat up, and moved the covers aside. Getting out of bed, she headed for the bathroom. She flipped the light switch. 

The bulb flashed for an instant before it burned out.

"Shit," she quietly exclaimed. 

Deciding to use the hall bathroom, she left the bedroom, and took the four steps to the other bathroom. Soon she was sitting on the toilet. As Emily emptied her bladder, the sound of a woman moaning came through the bathroom wall.

Emily listened for a minute, thinking that perhaps her sister was having a nightmare. She wiped herself, and then pulled up her panties. Emily decided not to flush in case the sound woke Carol up. She quietly left the bathroom, and approached her son's door. As she stood outside the door, the sound of what had to be the mattress moving came through the thin wooden door.

The sound of the mattress moving was slight, but Emily knew what it was. She'd heard it far too many times not to recognize it. 

A terrible thought ran through the woman's mind. 'Could Carol and Jess be having sex?' she silently asked herself. Emily really didn't want to know the answer, but she knew she would have to find out. After struggling with her fears for several seconds, Emily slowly opened the door and looked inside the semi darkened room.

The sight of Carol riding Jess' cock made Emily gasp.

Emily could tell that Jess was awake. 

His eyes were glued to Carol's bouncing breasts.

Emily saw the worry, mixed with lust on her handsome son's features.

Carol's face was turned a little to one side, but Emily could still see her sister's expression.

It was the same expression she'd seen on Frank's face many times.

Carol was obviously asleep as she rode her nephew's cock. She moaned as her orgasm began to build. Her eyes were glassy, and her face had that familiar trance like expression on it.

Emily watched in shock as her sleeping sister bounced up and down on her son's huge cock. She wanted to turn and run, but she couldn't pull herself away

Jess felt his balls begin to churn with the need for release. He closed his eyes for a moment. "Fuck, this is not good. But it feels so fucking great." Opening his eyes, the young man quietly said, "Aunt Carol, you've got to wake up."

Emily wanted to stop this from going any further, but she knew that waking her younger sister would leave her feeling mortified. She was also afraid of how Jess would react if he knew she was there. 

Emily started to close the door.

The motion of the door caught Jess' attention. He saw his mother looking through the doorway. "Oh shit," he exclaimed.

Realizing she'd been spotted, Emily quickly walked into the room, and held her finger to her lips. "Don't wake her. Carol would be devastated if she woke up like this." She closed the door, and approached the bed.

"Mom, this isn't," he started to say, but Emily raised her hand.

"I know sweetie. Your aunt is suffering from Sexsomnia. She's not even aware of what's happening. But if you wake her now it could be too much for her to handle."

"What do I do?"

Emily stroked her son's hair as she softly spoke to him. "The only thing you can do is let her finish. But, whatever you do, don't tell Carol about this. It would crush her." Emily continued to stroke Jess' hair to console him. She wanted to wake Carol, but that would probably tear the family apart.

Carol would return to New York in shame, and never return.

Jess was even more confused. He loved having his dick buried in aunt's pussy. But having his mom stroke his hair as his aunt rode his cock was a little more than he could handle. He was becoming even more turned on. His balls tightened and strained for release.

Carol's strokes became more and more shallow. Her face contorted as her orgasm began to build.

Emily realized what was about to happen. She ran her hand along Jess' face. "It's almost over honey. She's about to cum."

"So am I," Jess replied through clenched teeth.

"Don't cum in Carol. She's not on the pill anymore. You could get her pregnant."

Carol ground her cunt onto Jess' cock. She threw her head back, and cried out. Her face contorted as her orgasm shot through her. She squeezed her vaginal walls around Jess' cock as she bucked and squealed in her sleep. Carol rode her orgasm out, completely unaware that she was fucking her nephew, or that she was being watched by her older sister. 

Emily was in shock as she watched her sister cum.

Carol was almost like a woman possessed. Her entire body trembled uncontrollably as she came.

Jess moaned as his balls released his potent load of baby makers into Carol's fertile body. He gripped the sheet even more tightly. "I'm sorry, but I can't stop myself."

Emily was horrified for her son and sister. She knew the possible repercussions of Jess cumming in Carol's unprotected womb. The thought that her son might be getting her sister pregnant before her very eyes rattled the middle aged woman. Then she saw the look of horror on Jess' face. She forced herself regain control of her emotions. She had to be strong for Jess. "It's ok baby. You won't make Carol pregnant," she said loudly enough for him to hear. "I hope," she softly whispered to herself.

What Emily didn't know was a deposit of sperm was already in Carol's uterus. The sperm cells had been released by Jess three nights earlier, and they were attempting to fertilize the egg as a fresh load of sperm was being pumped into Carol's fertile body.

Carol rode Jess' cum spewing cock as her body shook with lust. She whimpered, and whined as her orgasm ripped through her body.

With each spasm of his cock, a fresh load of baby making sperm was blasted against his aunt's cervix. He was filling her fertile womb with seed whose only purpose in life was to fertilize an egg.

Carol shook for more than a minute. She finally stopped trembling. She climbed off her nephew, then curled up, and continued to sleep.

Jess lay there staring at his mom. Shame flooded his very being. He had let his sleeping aunt fuck him, as his mom watched.

Emily leaned over and kissed her son's face. "Jess, I want you to remember that this wasn't your fault. If anything, you helped Carol in her time of need."

"Yeah, but what if she gets pregnant?"

"We will deal with that if it happens." Carol walked around the bed to where her sister lay. Grasping the covers, she pulled them up over Carol's nude body.

Jess pulled his shorts up over his hips, and then climbed out of the bed.

Emily motioned towards the door. "Let's go in the kitchen so we can talk."

Fifteen minutes later, mother and son sat at the small kitchen table, drinking coffee, and discussing what had happened.

"Mom, we have to tell Aunt Carol what happened. If we don't and she winds up pregnant, it would be terrible for her. She would be confused as to how she ended up like this. Besides, she's going to wake up in a couple of hours with no clothes on, and full of my sperm. She will think I raped her in her sleep."

Emily nodded. "You're right. She will be even more confused and angry if we don't tell her what happened."

"What do you think caused her to have sexsomnia?"

"Her sexsomnia was probably caused by a conversation she and I had on her first day here. I told her about Frank's affliction. I told Carol that sexsomniacs usually don't go walking in their sleep, looking for sex partners, but she may have struggled with the possibility that it might happen. That's probably why she hasn't been sleeping well since she got here." 

Jess shook his head in dismay. "Mom, we have to tell Aunt Carol what happened. She might think Dad had sex with her while he was asleep." 

"Oh hell, I didn't even think about that. You're right. We will have to tell her. When I told her about Frank's condition, she asked me if sexsomnia is hereditary. She was worried that you might molest her as you slept. I told her that you've never shown any signs of having it. I guess in her state of worry, and her preoccupation with what might happen, her subconscious mind took over. Also, she hasn't been sleeping well. That was probably a contributing factor."

Jess wanted to tell his mom that he did suffer from sexsomnia, but he knew she'd be angry at him for lying to her when she asked him about it. 

Emily thought about what they could do, but nothing came to mind. "If it wasn't for this blizzard we could buy Carol a morning after pill to make sure she doesn't get pregnant. The weather channel is predicting another four to six inches by midday, however, and most of the businesses are still closed. We will be snowed in for at least another week."

I thought the snow plows were cleaning the streets?"

Emily shook her head. "They are doing the best they can, but with each new snowfall, the problem gets worse. Most businesses are still closed because their employees can't get out of their driveways."

"Then what do we do? Aunt Carol is not going to be happy if she winds up pregnant with my kid."

"There's nothing we can do. We just have to hope it doesn't happen again, and that she doesn't get pregnant."

"What about the sleeping arrangements?"

Emily took another sip. "I don't know. I can't let your Aunt sleep with your Father. If her sexsomnia is a recurring issue, they would be screwing like rabbits the entire time she's here. The beds aren't big enough to let you and your Dad sleep together. And sleeping on that damned couch is out of the question. I wish I had never bought that torture chamber." Emily sighed. "I guess we'll let Carol decide what to do."

"Maybe it was just a one time thing?" Jess really didn't want to kick his aunt out of his bed. "If she's not a regular sufferer then it may never happen again."

"You might be right. I still believe the stress from her worrying about being molested by your father or you as you slept caused her bout of sleep sex. Hopefully, now that the deed has been done, she will be able to put it behind her, and it won't happen again. However, if Carol does decide to continue sleeping with you, and it happens again, you cannot wake her once penetration occurs. It will be bad enough knowing she's having sex with you in her sleep. It would be too much for her to be woke up in the act. The main problem is, every time she has unprotected sex with you it increases her chances of becoming pregnant? I've never been able to wake Frank during an episode, and from what I've read, this isn't unusual. If it happens again, try as hard as you can not to cum in her. I know it will be hard, but try anyway. Hopefully Carol will stop after she's had an orgasm. You can go into the bathroom and masturbate afterward. Although pre-cum has been known to make a woman pregnant. But there's nothing we can do about that."




A Holiday Surprise Ch. 02



"That should work unless I've gotten her pregnant already."

"Let's hope you haven't. The last thing Carol needs is to be impregnated by her nephew. Listen, I'll talk to Carol when she wakes up. I'll tell her it wasn't her fault, and that we're fine with whatever decision she makes. Sweetie, it's still early. Why don't you go back to bed?"

Jess kissed his mom before heading back to bed.

Emily sat at the kitchen feeling like she'd been kicked in the gut. "How the hell could this have happened?" She took another sip of coffee. "I'm going to get rid of that that damned sofa, and replace it with a hide-a-bed once this snow clears."

Carol woke later that morning, feeling refreshed for the first time, since visiting her sister. She stretched and yawned, before sitting up. 

To her surprise, the T shirt she'd worn to bed was missing.

Carol looked around, and immediately spotted it lying on the floor. She knew she'd worn it to bed, so she couldn't understand how it had been taken off.

"Jess must have fucked me while I was asleep," she muttered. "I was so exhausted that I slept through it."

Carol slid her middle finger into her cunt. Her vaginal walls felt tender to the touch. Carol knew she'd been fucked. She could feel dried cum in her pussy. "Damn, I slept through it."

An hour later, Carol sat on the bed as Emily explained what had happened. She felt a knot in her stomach as her older sister gently talked to her. 

After Emily finished speaking, Carol broke down in tears. She wasn't crying because of her sexsomnia. She was crying because Emily knew that she'd had sex with Jess. She was just relieved that Emily didn't know about their first night together. But still, the fact that her older sister had witnessed her lewd behavior with Jess was painful to her.

Emily held her crying sister close. "Honey, it's ok. You didn't know what you were doing. If anything this is my fault."

Carol drew back. "How is this mess your fault?"

"I shouldn't have told you about Frank's condition. The knowledge obviously planted a seed of fear in your mind, and caused you to suffer from the sleeping disorder."

"This is not your fault. If anything the fault belongs to that little bitch at the hotel. If she had made my reservation like she was supposed to I'd be sleeping there right now instead of with Jess. Speaking of Jess, how is he holding up?"

Emily shrugged. "He doesn't seem to be affected by it. His main concern is that you will feel differently about him." 

"I could never feel any different about him. He's my nephew, and I will always love him." 

"I know you will." Emily glanced at the closed bedroom door before continuing. "To be honest with you, I think he's more freaked out that I was in the room, than by what happened between the two of you. Jess is my son, but he is a young man, so I doubt if he's devastated because of this."

Carol gave her sister a small smile. "If Jess is like other young men, he will think about last night as he masturbates for the next six months."

Both women burst into laughter.

Emily rubbed the back of her sister's hand. "Sweetie, are you sure you're ok with this? I'm worried that this will make you want to go back to New York, and never return."

Carol felt a small wave of guilt course through her. She knew she couldn't tell her sister that she had been lying awake at night because she wanted Jess to fuck her. "No, I'm not going to let this stop me from seeing you. I'll just look at it as one crazy adventure."

Emily hugged her sister again. "I'm glad to hear that."

"I have to be honest with you; I don't know how I could have slept through that. Jess has to be hung like a horse. I woke up this morning feeling like a cucumber had been shoved in me."

Emily leaned close. "I got a look at his cock last night. He's not huge, but he is impressive."

"I probably shouldn't say this, but it almost makes me wish I was awake so I could enjoy it. My pussy is still sore."

"Trust me little Sister. You might have been asleep, but you were definitely enjoying it. You were jerking, and writhing like sex maniac."

Carol's face brightened. "Really; I had that good of a time?"

"Sweetie, your orgasm was so intense that I was afraid you were going to wake up Frank."

"Frank doesn't know?"

"We decided it would be best if he wasn't told. He might not take it well."

"Why? Frank suffers from the same affliction."

"Yes, but the idea of his son being screwed by his sister would probably bother him. The question is; what do we do about the sleeping arrangements? The couch is out of the question. I know it's possible that it could happen again, but to be honest with you, this was most likely a one time occurrence brought on by stress and lack of sleep."

"I don't know what to do. I can't sleep on the floor. And I will not kick Jess out of his own bed. Do you really think it was a one time occurrence?"

"Have you had sexsomnia before?" Emily asked.

Carol shook her head. "No, I'm positive I've never done that before. Until three days ago, I'd never even heard of it."

"Then most likely you're safe. If you want to continue sharing a bed with Jess, I won't have a problem with it. If you do have another episode, I've instructed Jess not to cum in you. That way you won't have to worry about getting pregnant."

Carol shrugged her shoulders. "I am in the wrong time of my cycle already. "If I'm going to get pregnant, I'm pretty sure that was taken care of last night. Besides, Jess can just wake me before I go too far."

Emily stroked her sister's cheek. "You're thirty nine years old. The chances of you getting pregnant are pretty slim. As for waking you, he told me that you had already mounted him, before he was completely awake. He was afraid to wake you, so he did what I do with Frank. He let you finish."

Carol started to tell her sister that her chances of getting pregnant were just as great as they were when she was in her twenties, but decided to remain quiet. As long as her body continued to deposit eggs in her uterus, she could become pregnant. Of course, having two loads of cum deposited in her womb during her peak fertility period increased her chances of getting knocked up exponentially. "There is no way either Jess or I can sleep on that couch. So the best thing to do is for Jess and I to continue sharing his bed. If it happens again, we can make other arrangements."

"Sis, I hate that this happened to you. But if you'd been at the hotel, you'd be trapped there, by yourself right now. And I would have missed having my baby sister with me during the holidays."

"I'm glad I'm here as well. I hate that this happened as much as you do. I really don't want Jess to feel like he has to avoid me. It wasn't anyone's fault. It was just one of those strange things that we have no control over. Where is Jess?"

"Jess is helping Frank clean the snow off the sidewalk, and out of the driveway, before it snows again tonight." Emily wanted to ask her sister what she would do if she does end up pregnant, but decided against it.

Carol saw the look on her sister's face. "Spit it out."

"Spit what out?" Emily feigned surprise.

"I've known you my entire life. There is something you want to say."

Emily let out a sigh. "You know me too well. Alright, I guess I'm wondering what your plans will be if you do by some chance become pregnant?"

Carol had been debating that question for three days. "You know how I feel about abortion. So, if I do get pregnant, I will have the baby. That means you will be an aunt and a grandmother. Is that alright with you?"

Emily hugged her sister. "I love you Sis. And I would be honored to be the aunt and grandmother of your baby. That sounded so weird."

Carol laughed. "It reminds me of the old country song, I am my own grandpa."

"Honey, are you sure you're ok with what happened?"

"Yeah, I'm ok with it. At least I had a little episode with someone who loves me, and cares for me. It could have been some man who didn't give a shit about me. That would have been a lot worse."

Later that afternoon, Carol and Jess talked about what had happened.

Jess was feeling guilty because he hadn't stopped her.

"Honey, you did what was necessary. You weren't trying to take advantage of me. You just wanted to save me from being embarrassed."

"I know, but still, I should have stopped you. If I'd stopped you, this would have never happened. I just didn't know what to do. I hope you don't end up pregnant because of this."

"If I do become pregnant, I'll know that the father of my child is someone who loves me."

"I do love you Aunt Carol. I love you more than you will ever know."

A sly smile crossed Carol's lips. "You enjoyed having sex with me, didn't you?"

Jess hung his head. "Are you mad at me?"

Carol moved close to her nephew. "Can I let you in on a little secret?"

"What?"

"You can't tell your mother about this. It would crush her if she found out. Last night wasn't the first time we have had sleep sex. It happened on the first night we slept together. Only that time it was you having sleep sex with me." 

Jess gritted his teeth. "I knew I should have told you that I suffer from sexsomnia. But I figured you would be safe since you're my aunt. Are you mad at me?"

"No, I completely understand."

"So, what do we do?"

Carol wanted to tell her nephew that she would just have to sleep on the couch. But the memory of his cock buried in her cunt overrode common sense. "We have no choice but to continue sleeping together."

"Yeah, but what if I, well you know, what if I take advantage of you again while I'm asleep?"

"I'm sure it won't happen again," Carol replied. The lawyer knew she was lying to nephew, and that she was playing a dangerous game, but the thought of missing out on having his big cock buried in her hungry cunt was too much of a temptation. "However, if it does happen again, I will wake you up before you go too far." 

"Yeah, but what if you have another sleep sex episode?" 

"You wake me. This way we can protect each other." 

Jess nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I guess that would work. We can look out for one another."

"Remember, don't tell you mom about the first night. If she knew it had happened before, either you or I would be banished to the couch. As far as she's concerned, I had a one time episode brought on by worry and lack of sleep."

That night, Carol fell asleep quickly. With the stress of her unusual sleeping arrangement out of the way, she felt calmer, and more relaxed. She was dressed in the T shirt Jess had loaned her; however she wore her thong to bed this time. 

Before she turned in, Emily checked on her sister and son.

Both were snoring soundly.

Emily was confident that the previous night's incident was behind them.

During the night, Emily woke just as Frank's cock head penetrated her pussy. She gazed up at her sleeping husband and smiled. "Honey, you have no idea what you missed last night."

Frank buried his cock balls deep in his wife's pussy.

Emily clung to her husband as he began to fuck her. 

The sleeping contractor began thrusting into his pretty wife.

Emily knew that many people felt like they were being used when they were fucked by a sexsomnia patient. But she loved helping her husband. She felt proud that her husband could have her body whenever he wanted, even if he was asleep part of the time.

Two doors down, Carol was sleeping heavily. She was lying on her back with her legs spread ever so slightly. As she lay there, her subconscious detected a pair of hands on the waistband of her panties.

Jess slid the panties off his sleeping aunt, and dropped them onto the floor. He spread his aunt's legs and eased his hips between her thighs.

Carol slowly woke, struggling to understand what was happening. Just as she opened her eyes, Jess sank his cock into her cunt. 

His elbows were resting on either side of her face, and he was staring at the wall. He withdrew his cock until only the head was inside his aunt, before ramming his monster back into her.

Carol gasped. She started to wake her nephew, but he withdrew his cock before shoving it home again. Carol moaned in pleasure. "Fuck this is wrong. But it feels too damn good to stop." All thoughts of waking Jess instantly disappeared. She wrapped her long legs around her nephew's upper thighs, urging him to fuck her harder. 

Jess withdrew his cock again before thrusting deep into his aunt's fertile womb. He began to pound her with swift, firm thrusts.

Carol wrapped her arms around her nephew's neck and pulled his lips to hers. She kissed him.

The sleeping eighteen year old responded by slipping his tongue into his aunt's mouth.

Carol moaned into Jess' mouth. She loved the feel of his cock stretching her vaginal walls. She also loved having Jess' tongue exploring the inside of her mouth. She knew she should wake him, but she just couldn't bring herself to do it. Carol knew Jess would cum in her again. She also knew that every time her nephew spilled his seed in her cunt, the chances of becoming pregnant increased.

Jess broke the kiss. He started nibbling down her face until his teeth lightly bit into the side of her throat.

"Fuck," Carol exclaimed. She then whispered to herself. "I know this is insane, but I never want this to stop. I don't care if Jess puts a dozen babies in my womb. I want this wonderful boy to fuck me every night."

The sleeping young man began sucking on the side of Carol's neck.

She would have a hickey when she got up in the morning. Carol hoped that she'd be able to hide the hickey from her sister and brother. 

Frank didn't know this fuck fest was going on.

Emily, who didn't know that Jess suffered from sexsomnia, would wonder why her son had given his sleeping aunt a hickey.

Jess pounded his wide awake aunt for nearly a half hour.

Carol came three times. As her third orgasm hit, she felt Jess' cock begin to expand.

He was about to deposit his baby batter in her fertile womb yet again.

Carol waited for sleeping bed partner's deposit. "Fuck, he's going to knock me up if he keeps cumming in me."

Jess' balls began tightened. He began unloading millions of life giving sperm cells into his aunt's body.

Carol exploded in a fourth orgasm. She knew it was crazy, but for some reason that she didn't understand, the thought that Jess could be getting her pregnant sent her body into sexual overload. She had her most powerful orgasm yet. Her body shook as Jess unloaded his potent seed into her fertile womb.

Jess shoved his dick into his aunt's sopping cunt until his balls came to rest against her butt. He spewed load after load of rich potent sperm into her body.

Carol gritted her teeth to keep from crying out. Part of her knew she couldn't continue letting Jess fuck her as he slept. But that need to be fucked by a virile young man would not go away. "Fuck it," she snarled as she rode out the last moments of her orgasm. "If he knocks me up, then I'll become pregnant. But there is no way in hell I am putting a stop to this."

Jess pulled out of his aunt and rolled over to his side of the bed.

Carol laid there, basking in her post orgasmic bliss. She gazed at her sleeping nephew. A sly smile crossed her pretty features. "Young man, you have absolutely no idea just how close you are to making me a pregnant woman." Her smile grew. "But I know. If you haven't impregnated me yet, you will by the time I return to New York."



A Holiday Surprise Ch. 03



After twenty minutes of fucking his lovely wife, the still sleeping Frank came deep inside Emily. He then rolled off his wife, and continued sleeping.

Emily lay there, basking in the afterglow of being fucked by her sleeping husband. Her thoughts soon drifted to the little girl she would never give birth to. She was still fertile, and able to bear children. 

But Frank's decision to be snipped made her fertility a moot point.

Emily hated that she would never carry another child in her womb. However, she loved her husband, and if he didn't want any more kids, then that was her lot in life.

Carol only had the one incident of sleep sex during her stay with her sister. She decided that it must have been brought on by her desire to be stuffed with her nephew's cock, combined with her lack of sleep.

Jess on the other hand had numerous bouts of sleep sex. He filled his aunt's pussy with sperm numerous times during her stay. 

Every night after they fell asleep, the sleeping young man would pull Carol's thong panties off, spread her legs, and mount her.

The sexy attorney would usually wake up just as her sleeping nephew shoved his cock deep in her cunt.

Jess would fuck his aunt for twenty to thirty minutes, giving her multiple orgasms. He would then deposit a fresh batch of sperm in her body before rolling over and resuming his slumber. He had given his aunt a hickey one night as he fucked her. 

Carol hoped that this was a one time incident. She didn't want to have to explain to her sister how she'd gotten the bruise.

The hickey he had given his aunt was far enough back on her neck, that it couldn't be easily seen. 

But any time Carol turned her head just right, the bruise would be noticeable for an instant before her hair once again covered it.

Emily did notice the hickey, but decided to remain quiet. She decided that Carol must have had another sleep sex episode, and Jess being a teenager couldn't, resist the temptation of giving his aunt a little gift. She thought about swapping beds with her nephew, but decided that the damage was already done.

Like Carol had said, if Jess was going to knock her up, he'd probably done so the first time she'd fucked him.

Emily didn't believe her sister would wind up pregnant, yet deep in her heart she knew it was too late to worry about that.

Carol either already was or she wasn't pregnant.

Emily desperately clung to the belief that her sister was probably too old to be easily impregnated.

Jess didn't give his aunt anymore hickeys until the last night before she returned home. That night, he sucked and chewed on the side of Carol's neck until he filled her body with his sperm.

The next morning, Carol snuck into the bathroom to check her neck. She gasped at the sight of the big, purple bruise on the side of her neck. It would be impossible to hide the hickey without covering her neck completely. She was glad that she'd brought a turtle neck sweater with her. 

Carol's plane took off for New York nine days late. 

The plane wasn't the only thing that was late. 

The lovely attorney knew her period should have started a week and a half earlier. In all her years she had never been late or missed a period. As the woman sat in the full 747, she absently rubbed her belly. She knew in her heart that she was carrying Jess' baby in her womb. She would buy a pregnancy test once she got back to New York. She knew however, that the test was unnecessary.

Jess had sleep fucked her numerous times during her stay. 

Carol was full of her nephew's cum. She would miss her nightly sessions of being fucked by her sleeping nephew. But she would have a constant reminder of those wonderful sleep sex sessions. Her belly would begin to expand. Sometime during her fourth or fifth month, Carol would begin to visibly show. Then later in the year, she would give birth to her nephew's child. The middle of the night feedings; diaper changes; teething; and the baby's first steps would all be reminders of the incredible sex she'd had with her sleeping nephew. Carol had no regrets.

The next morning Carol sat on the toilet seat waiting for the pregnancy test to give her the results. She stared at the test strip, waiting for it to tell her what she already knew.

After what seemed like a life time, the test strip confirmed her suspicions.

Carol was pregnant with her Nephew's baby.

She started to call her sister and give her the news, but she just couldn't bring herself to make the call. 

If Emily hadn't found out about the sex that was going on in her son's room, Carol would have simply told her that she got knocked up by a one night stand.

But Carol didn't know how she was going to break the news to her sister that she was carrying her nephew's baby.

Two weeks after Carol left, Frank came home with some good news. 

A friend of Frank's who is also a contractor wanted Frank to fly down to southern Texas to help him with the government housing project he was hired to build.

With the nasty winter weather shutting Frank's jobs down, he jumped at the opportunity to make some extra cash.

Jess had gone over to his girlfriend's dorm to spend the night. 

The couple sat at the kitchen table. 

"How long will you be gone?" Emily asked her husband as they ate dinner.

"Michael says he has six housing projects to build, so I will probably be gone until the snow melts off here. Once the snow clears off, and the ground dries up, I can come home and start working on my own projects again."

"When do you have to leave?"

"I will be flying out first thing in the morning."

As the couple talked, Jess came in. He was obviously upset. He plopped down at the dinner table.

"What's wrong, sweetie?" Emily asked.

"Chelsea broke up with me. It seems she started seeing her old boyfriend from high school again while she was home for the holidays. They have decided that they are in love and want to get married. She's finishing out the semester, and then she is moving back home to get married."

"I'm sorry to hear that," Emily said, feeling sorry for her son. "Do you want to talk about it?"

"No," Jess replied. "I just need some time alone. I'm going to my room. I'll see you in the morning."

"Son, I will be flying to Houston early in the morning. I will be away on a job until the weather allows me to continue working on my contracts here. So take care of your Mom while I'm gone."

"I will Dad. Have a good time in Houston." Jess got up and left the room.

Emily watched her son leave. "He's really broken up about this. He didn't ask you any questions."

Frank nodded. "He's young. He'll get over it. Soon he'll have another young girl to play with."

"And I will be buying condoms again," Emily replied ruefully.

"Honey, you should make the boy buy his own condoms."

Emily's mind flashed back to the night she saw her sleeping sister fucking Jess. She wished Carol would call and let her know if everything is ok. "I am not relying on that young man to keep up with how many condoms he has. The last thing we need is to have him impregnate some cheerleader because he forgot to make a stop at the pharmacy."

"Ok, I give up." Frank took hold of his wife's hand. "Honey, I know you hate sleeping by yourself."

Emily shrugged. "I'll be ok. If I become too lonely, I'll just sleep with Jess." An impish grin appeared on her face. "It will be different sleeping with a man who doesn't wake me in the middle of the night for sex, but I think I'll make out alright."

Frank leaned over and kissed his wife. "You know you're going to miss my little nocturnal visits."

"And you Sir will probably start masturbating in your sleep. Try not to sleepwalk while you're in Texas. You don't want to wake up walking down the highway heading for home."

"Am I that bad?"

Emily smiled at her husband. "No honey, you are that good."

The next morning, Frank's plane took off just as the snow started to fall.

Emily was driving home from the airport as the first flakes hit her windshield.

The weather service hadn't mentioned the possibility of snow. The heavy snowfall took everyone by surprise. By seven thirty that evening, the city was once again snowed in. The local news was predicting that the city would be snowed in for at least a week.

Fortunately, Emily had planned for such an emergency. She had completed her shopping the day before.

That night Emily lay in the queen sized bed, tossing, and turning. She hadn't slept alone since her wedding night. 

Unable to take it any longer, she looked at the clock. "It's three thirty," she muttered in frustration. "I'm exhausted, but I can't get to sleep." She thought about her Son sleeping two doors down. She really didn't want to have to rely on Jess for a good night's sleep, but she was exhausted.

Would Jess object to having her crawl into bed with him? Being eighteen, he might feel uncomfortable having to share his bed with her.

Emily decided she wouldn't wake her son. She would just quietly slip under the covers and let him find out in the morning.

If he was unhappy with the arrangement, he could voice his displeasure then.

Emily threw the covers off, got out of bed, and headed for Jess' room. She stopped and went to the bathroom. As she relieved herself, she thought about the mid thigh length nightgown she was wearing. Emily considered going back to her room and changing into pajamas. But she was so tired that she decided she'd wear the nightgown.

After all it wasn't like Jess hadn't seen her in a nightgown before.

Emily wiped her pussy with a wad of toilet paper. She stood, pulling her panties up as she straightened; and then flushed the toilet. She left the bathroom, and then took the few steps to Jess' room. Emily quietly opened his door and peered inside.

Jess was lying on his side in the center of the bed.

Emily knew it would be a tight fit, but she didn't want to wake her son just to have him move over. She quietly entered the room and slipped under the covers. Lying on her side, with her back to Jess, she snuggled up against her son's chest. Within minutes the exhausted woman was sound asleep.

An hour later, Emily began to slowly awaken. She felt her body being turned over onto her back. The half asleep woman felt her nightgown being pushed up around her hips. 

Seconds later fingers slipped into the waistband of her panties, and pulled her undergarment down her long legs.

In her semiconscious state, Emily assumed that Frank was once again having his nightly slumber filled fun. Emily was too tired to enjoy it, but being a good wife, she kept quiet.

Powerful hands grasped her thighs, and spread her legs apart.

Emily knew that as tired as she was, she'd go back to sleep once Frank got started.

She felt the mattress move as he eased between her spread legs. 

He grasped his shaft, and slipped the head of his cock between her pussy lips.

Emily started to drift off, as he moved his cock head up and down through the folds of her pussy lips. Despite her exhaustion, Emily's pussy began to moisten.

He eased forward, pushing his cock into her cunt.

Somewhere in the back of Emily's mind a strange thought began to emerge.

Frank's cock felt a little thicker than normal.

Emily's pussy slowly opened up to this intrusion. She couldn't help but notice that her cunt was opening up more than usual. She began to slowly awaken.

The thick cock continued to sink into her.

Emily began to grow confused as the shaft reached its usual depth, but then continued to sink even deeper into her body.

The thick shaft sank deeper into Emily's shallow pussy, until the head came to rest against her cervix.

Emily felt more full than she'd ever felt before. She could feel his ball sack touch her inner butt cheeks. Her confusion increased as she continued to awaken. 

The tip of Frank's cock had never reached her cervix before. He'd certainly never stretched her like this.

At that moment, Emily remembered that Frank was in Texas, and she had climbed in Jess' bed. Her eyes popped open. She stared up in horror at the sight of her son, as he began to fuck her. "Oh shit," she gasped. 

Jess hovered over his mother. His weight was resting on his elbows. His eyes had that glazed over look that Emily had seen in her husband's features countless times.

Emily didn't know what to do. Her son was obviously asleep.

Jess withdrew his long shaft, and then thrust it back into his mother.

Emily whimpered as the thick cock burrowed back into her body. She felt like her life was coming apart. She was being sleep fucked by her own son.

Jess began to pound his mother, thrusting into her cunt repeatedly. His cock forced her vaginal walls to spread with each inward thrust.

Emily wanted to scream as her son repeatedly thrust his shaft into her. "This can't be happening," she softly cried. She was trapped with no way out. She knew from experience that waking Jess would be extremely difficult if not impossible. She wasn't sure she wanted to wake him.

Jess would most definitely be traumatized if he woke to discover he was fucking her.

Emily knew she had no choice but to let Jess finish. She winced as her son rammed into her cervix again. In an effort to ease her discomfort, she lifted her legs, and wrapped them around Jess' hips.

Jess continued to thrust into his Mom. His cock head repeatedly banged against the entrance to her fertile womb.

Emily wanted to scream, cry, and whimper all at the same time. She had never in her wildest dreams imagined finding herself in this predicament. Tears began flowing down her cheeks.

Jess began to thrust harder into his mother's body. He groaned in his sleep.

Her vaginal walls had begun to grow accustomed to being stretched more than usual. Emily knew it wasn't Jess' fault. She'd read the material. She understood that this is a condition that doesn't discriminate. A sleep sex victim will fuck whoever is available.

After all, Carol had fucked Jess in her sleep.

Emily believed her sister would never do something like that consciously.

As Jess thrust into his mom's cunt, he leaned over and bit into the side of her throat. He began sucking on her flesh.

"Oh shit," Emily hissed.

Jess was giving her a hickey.

Emily immediately remembered the hickey on Carol's neck. She immediately realized that Jess must have given Carol the hickey while he was asleep.

Had Jess been sleep fucking his aunt the entire time she was here?

If so, then Carol had made the conscious decision to let him.

Emily became furious that her sister might have allowed this to go on the entire time she stayed here. 

Jess released his bite from his mom's neck. He lowered his mouth to her left nipple.

Like Carol, Emily's nipples were very sensitive.

The moment Jess bit down on her nipple, sexual electricity shot through her cunt.

Emily sucked in a lungful of air. She moaned deeply.

Jess continued to fuck his mom as he sucked on her sensitive nipple.

Emily's body responded to her son's teeth, by thrusting her hips upward to meet his inward thrusts. "What am I going to do?" Emily moaned. 

Jess thrust his cock into his mom's cunt repeatedly.

Emily's cunt began to throb as her son pounded her mercilessly. Her body was beginning to enjoy the feel of Jess' cock. She knew it was wrong, but between, his torturous teeth, and his long, thick cock, her body was giving in to the amazing sensation of being fucked by her virile young son. 

Jess continued to thrust his dick into his mother's stretched out pussy. 

With each thrust, Emily became more and more excited. Tears began flowing down her cheeks as she lay there, loving the feel of her own son's cock in her pussy. "I'm such a whore," she moaned, completely disgusted with what she was feeling. How could she enjoy being fucked by the young man she'd given birth to? Emily tightened her legs around Jess' hips. She grabbed a handful of his hair, and forced his face against her breast. Gazing at the top of her son's head, she whispered, "Baby, please forgive Mommy for liking this."

Jess thrust into his mom, again, and again. In his sleeping state he had no idea he was fucking his mother. He lifted his head, and once again sank his teeth into the side of her throat.

Emily gasped as her son began sucking on her neck once again. She knew the evidence of what was happening would be obvious to everyone who saw her. She also knew that Jess would see the hickey in the morning, and put two and two together.

He would suspect that he was responsible for the bruise. The question is, would he figure out what he'd done to her? Would Jess suspect he had taken advantage of her as he slept?

Emily lay there, torn between her deep feelings of shame, and her need to cum. She'd never had a cock this big stuffed in her before.

The throbbing member was stretching her small pussy more than she'd ever experienced in the past.

Emily's body began to build towards her inevitable climax. She didn't know how she'd be able to look at her own reflection in the mirror if Jess made her cum. Her only hope was to hold off as long as possible, and hope that Jess came in her and pulled out before she achieved orgasm.

If Jess came first, she could lie to herself and say she was just doing her duty as a mother.

Then a horrible thought entered her mind. Emily was in the fertile time of her month.

Carol was just four years younger than her, and obviously she was pregnant, or she would have called by now.

Emily knew that if Jess came in her, he would probably get her pregnant.

Jess is a young and vigorous man, who most likely is full of millions of sperm.

Emily could become pregnant with her son's baby. "Fuck," she whimpered. "This can't be happening. What am I going to do? I can't have my Baby's child. Please, Jess, please don't get Mommy pregnant."

Jess didn't respond. He continued to pound his mother's cunt as he slept. His teeth bit down on her throat as he sucked.

Emily tried to hold out. She tried with all her might not to cum. 

But Jess' impressive cock and stamina proved to be too much for her. With each inward thrust, he brought his mother closer and closer to orgasm.

Emily whimpered, cried, and moaned, as Jess pounded her cunt with his cock. She clung to her son as if her life depended on it. Soon her body erupted in an earth shaking orgasm. She clung to her sleeping son as her body trembled with orgasmic joy.

Jess released his death grip on Emily's throat, but continued to fuck her.

Emily came like never before. Her belly tightened, and her pussy throbbed from the release of sexual tension. "I'm sorry Baby," she softly cried. "Mommy is sorry she came." She began to sob uncontrollably. Her heart was ripped apart by her unforgivable orgasm. Yet her body continued to shake because of her unwanted orgasm.

Jess began to thrust harder into his mom's stretched out pussy. His balls were churning for release.

Emily felt Jess' cock begin to swell. "Fuck, he's about to cum." Her voice was tiny. "My son is going to cum in me. He's going to knock me up." Even though her mind was filled with terror, her body began to prepare for a second orgasm. Emily was shocked that the thought of being impregnated by her son could drive her to cum again.

Jess rammed his cock against Emily's cervix. His balls began firing load after load of semen through his shaft and into his mother's fertile womb.

"He's cumming in me," Emily whimpered. "Fuck, my son is knocking me up." Emily's body once again tensed up. She clenched her jaws shut, and moaned as her second orgasm sent her over the edge. She cried out and held onto Jess with all her strength. Her legs tightened to the point that Jess couldn't have climbed off her if he wanted to.

The sleeping college student fired load after load of baby making sperm into his mother's belly. He filled her pussy with so much sperm that it began to leak out of her cunt. After finishing, Jess struggled to rise.




A Holiday Surprise Ch. 03 Alt End



This chapter has an alternate ending. Several readers felt the ending I originally wrote was weak. I was trying to close the story as gently as possible. I should know better than to give the story a weak ending, but I wanted a nice happy scenario to close this story out. I've rewritten the ending of this story to give it an edgier flair. I am leaving the original story up for those of you who enjoy the original ending. 

Be warned, the ending in this version is a lot closer to what probably would have happen. I apologize in advance if the alternate ending offends some readers. Please feel free to post comments on what you think. 

After twenty minutes of fucking his lovely wife, the still sleeping Frank came deep inside Emily. He then rolled off his wife, and continued sleeping.

Emily lay there, basking in the afterglow of being fucked by her sleeping husband. Her thoughts soon drifted to the little girl she would never give birth to. She was still fertile, and able to bear children. 

But Frank's decision to be snipped made her fertility a moot point.

Emily hated that she would never carry another child in her womb. However, she loved her husband, and if he didn't want any more kids, then that was her lot in life.

Carol only had the one incident of sleep sex during her stay with her sister. She decided that it must have been brought on by her desire to be stuffed with her nephew's cock, combined with her lack of sleep.

Jess on the other hand had numerous bouts of sleep sex. He filled his aunt's pussy with sperm numerous times during her stay. 

Every night after they fell asleep, the sleeping young man would pull Carol's thong panties off, spread her legs, and mount her.

The sexy attorney would usually wake up just as her sleeping nephew shoved his cock deep in her cunt.

Jess would fuck his aunt for twenty to thirty minutes, giving her multiple orgasms. He would then deposit a fresh batch of sperm in her body before rolling over and resuming his slumber. He had given his aunt a hickey one night as he fucked her. 

Carol hoped that this was a one time incident. She didn't want to have to explain to her sister how she'd gotten the bruise.

The hickey he had given his aunt was far enough back on her neck, that it couldn't be easily seen. 

But any time Carol turned her head just right, the bruise would be noticeable for an instant before her hair once again covered it.

Emily did notice the hickey, but decided to remain quiet. She decided that Carol must have had another sleep sex episode, and Jess being a teenager couldn't, resist the temptation of giving his aunt a little gift. She thought about swapping beds with her nephew, but decided that the damage was already done.

Like Carol had said, if Jess was going to knock her up, he'd probably done so the first time she'd fucked him.

Emily didn't believe her sister would wind up pregnant, yet deep in her heart she knew it was too late to worry about that.

Carol either already was or she wasn't pregnant.

Emily desperately clung to the belief that her sister was probably too old to be easily impregnated.

Jess didn't give his aunt anymore hickeys until the last night before she returned home. That night, he sucked and chewed on the side of Carol's neck until he filled her body with his sperm.

The next morning, Carol snuck into the bathroom to check her neck. She gasped at the sight of the big, purple bruise on the side of her neck. It would be impossible to hide the hickey without covering her neck completely. She was glad that she'd brought a turtle neck sweater with her. 

Carol's plane took off for New York nine days late. 

The plane wasn't the only thing that was late. 

The lovely attorney knew her period should have started a week and a half earlier. In all her years she had never been late or missed a period. As the woman sat in the full 747, she absently rubbed her belly. She knew in her heart that she was carrying Jess' baby in her womb. She would buy a pregnancy test once she got back to New York. She knew however, that the test was unnecessary.

Jess had sleep fucked her numerous times during her stay. 

Carol was full of her nephew's cum. She would miss her nightly sessions of being fucked by her sleeping nephew. But she would have a constant reminder of those wonderful sleep sex sessions. Her belly would begin to expand. Sometime during her fourth or fifth month, Carol would begin to visibly show. Then later in the year, she would give birth to her nephew's child. The middle of the night feedings; diaper changes; teething; and the baby's first steps would all be reminders of the incredible sex she'd had with her sleeping nephew. Carol had no regrets.

The next morning Carol sat on the toilet seat waiting for the pregnancy test to give her the results. She stared at the test strip, waiting for it to tell her what she already knew.

After what seemed like a life time, the test strip confirmed her suspicions.

Carol was pregnant with her Nephew's baby.

She started to call her sister and give her the news, but she just couldn't bring herself to make the call. 

If Emily hadn't found out about the sex that was going on in her son's room, Carol would have simply told her that she got knocked up by a one night stand.

But Carol didn't know how she was going to break the news to her sister that she was carrying her nephew's baby.

Two weeks after Carol left, Frank came home with some good news. 

A friend of Frank's who is also a contractor wanted Frank to fly down to southern Texas to help him with the government housing project he was hired to build.

With the nasty winter weather shutting Frank's jobs down, he jumped at the opportunity to make some extra cash.

Jess had gone over to his girlfriend's dorm to spend the night. 

The couple sat at the kitchen table. 

"How long will you be gone?" Emily asked her husband as they ate dinner.

"Michael says he has six housing projects to build, so I will probably be gone until the snow melts off here. Once the snow clears off, and the ground dries up, I can come home and start working on my own projects again."

"When do you have to leave?"

"I will be flying out first thing in the morning."

As the couple talked, Jess came in. He was obviously upset. He plopped down at the dinner table.

"What's wrong, sweetie?" Emily asked.

"Chelsea broke up with me. It seems she started seeing her old boyfriend from high school again while she was home for the holidays. They have decided that they are in love and want to get married. She's finishing out the semester, and then she is moving back home to get married."

"I'm sorry to hear that," Emily said, feeling sorry for her son. "Do you want to talk about it?"

"No," Jess replied. "I just need some time alone. I'm going to my room. I'll see you in the morning."

"Son, I will be flying to Houston early in the morning. I will be away on a job until the weather allows me to continue working on my contracts here. So take care of your Mom while I'm gone."

"I will Dad. Have a good time in Houston." Jess got up and left the room.

Emily watched her son leave. "He's really broken up about this. He didn't ask you any questions."

Frank nodded. "He's young. He'll get over it. Soon he'll have another young girl to play with."

"And I will be buying condoms again," Emily replied ruefully.

"Honey, you should make the boy buy his own condoms."

Emily's mind flashed back to the night she saw her sleeping sister fucking Jess. She wished Carol would call and let her know if everything is ok. "I am not relying on that young man to keep up with how many condoms he has. The last thing we need is to have him impregnate some cheerleader because he forgot to make a stop at the pharmacy."

"Ok, I give up." Frank took hold of his wife's hand. "Honey, I know you hate sleeping by yourself."

Emily shrugged. "I'll be ok. If I become too lonely, I'll just sleep with Jess." An impish grin appeared on her face. "It will be different sleeping with a man who doesn't wake me in the middle of the night for sex, but I think I'll make out alright." 

Frank leaned over and kissed his wife. "You know you're going to miss my little nocturnal visits."

"And you Sir will probably start masturbating in your sleep. Try not to sleepwalk while you're in Texas. You don't want to wake up walking down the highway heading for home."

"Am I that bad?"

Emily smiled at her husband. "No honey, you are that good."

The next morning, Frank's plane took off just as the snow started to fall.

Emily was driving home from the airport as the first flakes hit her windshield.

The weather service hadn't mentioned the possibility of snow. The heavy snowfall took everyone by surprise. By seven thirty that evening, the city was once again snowed in. The local news was predicting that the city would be snowed in for at least a week.

Fortunately, Emily had planned for such an emergency. She had completed her shopping the day before.

That night Emily lay in the queen sized bed, tossing, and turning. She hadn't slept alone since her wedding night. 

Unable to take it any longer, she looked at the clock. "It's three thirty," she muttered in frustration. "I'm exhausted, but I can't get to sleep." She thought about her Son sleeping two doors down. She really didn't want to have to rely on Jess for a good night's sleep, but she was exhausted.

Would Jess object to having her crawl into bed with him? Being eighteen, he might feel uncomfortable having to share his bed with her.

Emily decided she wouldn't wake her son. She would just quietly slip under the covers and let him find out in the morning.

If he was unhappy with the arrangement, he could voice his displeasure then.

Emily threw the covers off, got out of bed, and headed for Jess' room. She stopped and went to the bathroom. As she relieved herself, she thought about the mid thigh length nightgown she was wearing. Emily considered going back to her room and changing into pajamas. But she was so tired that she decided she'd wear the nightgown.

After all it wasn't like Jess hadn't seen her in a nightgown before.

Emily wiped her pussy with a wad of toilet paper. She stood, pulling her panties up as she straightened; and then flushed the toilet. She left the bathroom, and then took the few steps to Jess' room. Emily quietly opened his door and peered inside.

Jess was lying on his side in the center of the bed.

Emily knew it would be a tight fit, but she didn't want to wake her son just to have him move over. She quietly entered the room and slipped under the covers. Lying on her side, with her back to Jess, she snuggled up against her son's chest. Within minutes the exhausted woman was sound asleep.

An hour later, Emily began to slowly awaken. She felt her body being turned over onto her back. The half asleep woman felt her nightgown being pushed up around her hips. 

Seconds later fingers slipped into the waistband of her panties, and pulled her undergarment down her long legs.

In her semiconscious state, Emily assumed that Frank was once again having his nightly slumber filled fun. Emily was too tired to enjoy it, but being a good wife, she kept quiet.

Powerful hands grasped her thighs, and spread her legs apart.

Emily knew that as tired as she was, she'd go back to sleep once Frank got started.

She felt the mattress move as he eased between her spread legs. 

He grasped his shaft, and slipped the head of his cock between her pussy lips.

Emily started to drift off, as he moved his cock head up and down through the folds of her pussy lips. Despite her exhaustion, Emily's pussy began to moisten.

He eased forward, pushing his cock into her cunt.

Somewhere in the back of Emily's mind a strange thought began to emerge.

Frank's cock felt a little thicker than normal.

Emily's pussy slowly opened up to this intrusion. She couldn't help but notice that her cunt was opening up more than usual. She began to slowly awaken.

The thick cock continued to sink into her.

Emily began to grow confused as the shaft reached its usual depth, but then continued to sink even deeper into her body.

The thick shaft sank deeper into Emily's shallow pussy, until the head came to rest against her cervix.

Emily felt more full than she'd ever felt before. She could feel his ball sack touch her inner butt cheeks. Her confusion increased as she continued to awaken. 

The tip of Frank's cock had never reached her cervix before. He'd certainly never stretched her like this.

At that moment, Emily remembered that Frank was in Texas, and she had climbed in Jess' bed. Her eyes popped open. She stared up in horror at the sight of her son, as he began to fuck her. "Oh shit," she gasped. 

Jess hovered over his mother. His weight was resting on his elbows. His eyes had that glazed over look that Emily had seen in her husband's features countless times.

Emily didn't know what to do. Her son was obviously asleep.

Jess withdrew his long shaft, and then thrust it back into his mother.

Emily whimpered as the thick cock burrowed back into her body. She felt like her life was coming apart. She was being sleep fucked by her own son.

Jess began to pound his mother, thrusting into her cunt repeatedly. His cock forced her vaginal walls to spread with each inward thrust.

Emily wanted to scream as her son repeatedly thrust his shaft into her. "This can't be happening," she softly cried. She was trapped with no way out. She knew from experience that waking Jess would be extremely difficult if not impossible. She wasn't sure she wanted to wake him.

Jess would most definitely be traumatized if he woke to discover he was fucking her.

Emily knew she had no choice but to let Jess finish. She winced as her son rammed into her cervix again. In an effort to ease her discomfort, she lifted her legs, and wrapped them around Jess' hips.

Jess continued to thrust into his Mom. His cock head repeatedly banged against the entrance to her fertile womb.

Emily wanted to scream, cry, and whimper all at the same time. She had never in her wildest dreams imagined finding herself in this predicament. Tears began flowing down her cheeks.

Jess began to thrust harder into his mother's body. He groaned in his sleep.

Her vaginal walls had begun to grow accustomed to being stretched more than usual. Emily knew it wasn't Jess' fault. She'd read the material. She understood that this is a condition that doesn't discriminate. A sleep sex victim will fuck whoever is available.

After all, Carol had fucked Jess in her sleep.

Emily believed her sister would never do something like that consciously.

As Jess thrust into his mom's cunt, he leaned over and bit into the side of her throat. He began sucking on her flesh.

"Oh shit," Emily hissed.

Jess was giving her a hickey.

Emily immediately remembered the hickey on Carol's neck. She immediately realized that Jess must have given Carol the hickey while he was asleep.

Had Jess been sleep fucking his aunt the entire time she was here?

If so, then Carol had made the conscious decision to let him.

Emily became furious that her sister might have allowed this to go on the entire time she stayed here. 

Jess released his bite from his mom's neck. He lowered his mouth to her left nipple.

Like Carol, Emily's nipples were very sensitive.

The moment Jess bit down on her nipple, sexual electricity shot through her cunt.

Emily sucked in a lungful of air. She moaned deeply.

Jess continued to fuck his mom as he sucked on her sensitive nipple.

Emily's body responded to her son's teeth, by thrusting her hips upward to meet his inward thrusts. "What am I going to do?" Emily moaned. 

Jess thrust his cock into his mom's cunt repeatedly.

Emily's cunt began to throb as her son pounded her mercilessly. Her body was beginning to enjoy the feel of Jess' cock. She knew it was wrong, but between, his torturous teeth, and his long, thick cock, her body was giving in to the amazing sensation of being fucked by her virile young son. 

Jess continued to thrust his dick into his mother's stretched out pussy. 

With each thrust, Emily became more and more excited. Tears began flowing down her cheeks as she lay there, loving the feel of her own son's cock in her pussy. "I'm such a whore," she moaned, completely disgusted with what she was feeling. How could she enjoy being fucked by the young man she'd given birth to? Emily tightened her legs around Jess' hips. She grabbed a handful of his hair, and forced his face against her breast. Gazing at the top of her son's head, she whispered, "Baby, please forgive Mommy for liking this."

Jess thrust into his mom, again, and again. In his sleeping state he had no idea he was fucking his mother. He lifted his head, and once again sank his teeth into the side of her throat.

Emily gasped as her son began sucking on her neck once again. She knew the evidence of what was happening would be obvious to everyone who saw her. She also knew that Jess would see the hickey in the morning, and put two and two together.

He would suspect that he was responsible for the bruise. The question is, would he figure out what he'd done to her? Would Jess suspect he had taken advantage of her as he slept?

Emily lay there, torn between her deep feelings of shame, and her need to cum. She'd never had a cock this big stuffed in her before.

The throbbing member was stretching her small pussy more than she'd ever experienced in the past.

Emily's body began to build towards her inevitable climax. She didn't know how she'd be able to look at her own reflection in the mirror if Jess made her cum. Her only hope was to hold off as long as possible, and hope that Jess came in her and pulled out before she achieved orgasm.

If Jess came first, she could lie to herself and say she was just doing her duty as a mother.

Then a horrible thought entered her mind. Emily was in the fertile time of her month.

Carol was just four years younger than her, and obviously she was pregnant, or she would have called by now.

Emily knew that if Jess came in her, he would probably get her pregnant.

Jess is a young and vigorous man, who most likely is full of millions of sperm.

Emily could become pregnant with her son's baby. "Fuck," she whimpered. "This can't be happening. What am I going to do? I can't have my Baby's child. Please, Jess, please don't get Mommy pregnant."

Jess didn't respond. He continued to pound his mother's cunt as he slept. His teeth bit down on her throat as he sucked.

Emily tried to hold out. She tried with all her might not to cum. 

But Jess' impressive cock and stamina proved to be too much for her. With each inward thrust, he brought his mother closer and closer to orgasm.

Emily whimpered, cried, and moaned, as Jess pounded her cunt with his cock. She clung to her son as if her life depended on it. Soon her body erupted in an earth shaking orgasm. She clung to her sleeping son as her body trembled with orgasmic joy.

Jess released his death grip on Emily's throat, but continued to fuck her.

Emily came like never before. Her belly tightened, and her pussy throbbed from the release of sexual tension. "I'm sorry Baby," she softly cried. "Mommy is sorry she came." She began to sob uncontrollably. Her heart was ripped apart by her unforgivable orgasm. Yet her body continued to shake because of her unwanted orgasm.

Jess began to thrust harder into his mom's stretched out pussy. His balls were churning for release.

Emily felt Jess' cock begin to swell. "Fuck, he's about to cum." Her voice was tiny. "My son is going to cum in me. He's going to knock me up." Even though her mind was filled with terror, her body began to prepare for a second orgasm. Emily was shocked that the thought of being impregnated by her son could drive her to cum again.




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Jess rammed his cock against Emily's cervix. His balls began firing load after load of semen through his shaft and into his mother's fertile womb.

"He's cumming in me," Emily whimpered. "Fuck, my son is knocking me up." Emily's body once again tensed up. She clenched her jaws shut, and moaned as her second orgasm sent her over the edge. She cried out and held onto Jess with all her strength. Her legs tightened to the point that Jess couldn't have climbed off her if he wanted to.

The sleeping college student fired load after load of baby making sperm into his mother's belly. He filled her pussy with so much sperm that it began to leak out of her cunt. After finishing, Jess struggled to rise.

But Emily was still holding on as tightly as possible as her body rode out her life changing orgasm.

In his sleeping state, Jess collapsed on top of his mother and continued to sleep.

Emily's orgasm, however, was far from over. She sobbed uncontrollably as her body shook with lust. She couldn't take anymore. The lovely mother passed out from exhaustion.

Jess' semi hardened cock was still buried in her cunt.

As the sun slowly came up, Emily began to awaken. In her semi conscious state, she felt her cunt being stretched by repeated thrusts. She could feel the partial weight of someone's lower body resting on her pelvis. Her eyes flew open.

Jess was sleep fucking her for the second time.

Emily stared up at Jess. She was too exhausted to resist any more. She would let her man have his way with her, and then once he was finished, she would douche. Emily knew douching wouldn't help. But she had to try.

Jess fucked his mom as he slept. He pounded her pussy like a jackhammer.

Emily gazed up at her son, knowing her life would never be the same. She had been fucked by him, made to cum twice, and most likely would be impregnated by her boy.

Frank would be furious. He would leave her, or worse, banish Jess from their lives.

"It's too late to do anything about it now," Emily muttered in resignation as her son continued to fuck her. She slipped her legs around Jess' hips, and allowed her boy to use her cunt to satisfy his subconscious needs.

Jess lowered his face towards his mother's throat.

Knowing what he wanted, Emily turned her head to one side, and allowed Jess to suck on her throat. She wrapped her arms around Jess' neck, and held on, as he sucked and fucked her.

Jess chewed, sucked, and repeatedly thrust his cock into his mother's cunt.

Within minutes, the familiar tingling began to come from the depths of her cunt yet again. Emily decided to let it happen this time. She would allow her body to experience the pleasure of cumming. She would allow her son to fill her fertile womb with his rich, potent sperm. She was going to catch hell for this anyway, so she might as well enjoy it.

Jess pounded his mother for over a half hour.

Emily came three times. Her body was so wracked from her repeated orgasms that she wasn't sure she'd be able to get out of bed.

Jess' dick once again began to swell.

Emily could feel her pussy stretching. "Go ahead baby," she muttered. "Fill mommy with your sperm."

As Jess shot his load into his mother's receptive cunt, he did something completely unexpected. He woke up. He stared at his mother in disbelief. Shock was written all over his face.

"It's ok Baby," Emily quickly said. She caressed his cheeks, and smiled at him. "I'm not angry with you. I understand that you weren't aware of what was happening." She pulled him to her and gently kissed his lips. "Mommy still loves her man."

They spent the entire morning sitting on the uncomfortable couch talking.

Jess confessed everything. He told his mom that he knew he had sexsomnia. He also told her about the first night that he'd unknowingly fucked Aunt Carol.

Emily began to understand why her sister had struggled with sleep. 

Carol had obviously been torn between her feelings of guilt over what had happened, as well as her desire to be fucked by Jess' magnificent cock. "Sweetie, I don't think those two times were the only times you and Carol had sex."

"What do you mean?"

"Honey, didn't you notice the hickey on Carol's neck?"

Jess looked at the huge bruise on his mom's throat. "I gave her a hickey?"

"Yes sweetie. I noticed it a few days after the night she fucked you as she slept. You were probably screwing her every night. Hell that's probably why she hasn't called me since she returned to New York. She's ashamed to tell me she's pregnant."

"What about you?" Jess asked. His voice was filled with concern. "Do you think you might be pregnant?"

"Sweetie, a woman doesn't get pregnant a few hours after she's had sex. But, yes, it's possible that I could get end up like your aunt. I douched myself, but that doesn't mean I'm safe. I am forty three, but it's still possible for me to get pregnant. Hell, apparently it's more than possible."

Jess hung his head in shame.

"Please, don't feel bad about what happened. Sexsomnia patients are not responsible for their actions."

"Yeah, but I shouldn't have lied to you about my condition."

Emily wrapped her arms around her son's neck. "Of course you lied to me. It's not easy to struggle with this type of problem. Most sexsomnia patients go through life feeling ashamed of their condition. Trust me Honey I'm not angry with you. If anything, I'm angry with myself."

"Why?" Jess asked in disbelief.

Emily drew back and gazed into her son's eyes. "I'm ashamed to admit this, but I had multiple orgasms when you fucked me. I had multiple orgasms on both occasions."

Jess' curiosity was piqued. "How many orgasms did you have?"

Emily blushed. "I had five orgasms."

"Wow," Jess exclaimed. "And to think I slept through it."

"You sound like you are proud of yourself, young man," Emily said in a mock disapproving tone."

"Yeah I'm proud of myself. How many guys can say they made their mom cum four times in one night?"

"You are such a bad boy."

A mischievous glint appeared in Jess' eyes. "I could be a really bad boy."

Before Emily could respond, Jess slipped his powerful arms around her waist and drew her to him.

"Jess," she exclaimed in shock. "What are you up to?"

"Hey, you got to cum multiple times while you're awake. I think it's only fair that I get to cum while I'm awake."

"Honey, we can't have sex again. It would be wrong."

Jess pressed his hungry lips against his mom's mouth.

Emily gasped in surprise.

Jess slid his tongue into his mother's mouth, and began to duel with her tongue.

Emily put up a token resistance for a few seconds before surrendering to her son. The truth is she wanted that magnificent cock back in her hungry cunt again.

All residual anger and resentment towards her sister disappeared. Emily completely understood why Carol would allow Jess to sleep fuck her even though she knew she'd wind up pregnant.

Jess and Emily made love all day that day. They discovered that although the couch wasn't very comfortable for sitting, or sleeping; it was perfect for sex.

Jess and Emily spent every night together in his bed. 

Jess would fuck his mom before they fell asleep. He would then fuck her at night as he slept.

Emily never once slept through their sleep sex sessions. However, she wasn't sure how long she could endure multiple orgasms each night.

Emily did end up pregnant. She dreaded telling her husband about the baby, but she knew she didn't have any other choice.

Frank had made sure that his vasectomy would be permanent, so she couldn't lie to him and tell him that the operation must have been a failure.

Frank stood in the living room and stared at his wife and son in disbelief as Emily haltingly explained what had happened. "How could you?" He half asked, half demanded. "How the hell could my wife let my son fuck her?"

Emily broke down in tears. She had fucked around on her husband with her son, and had become pregnant by her offspring. The reality of what she'd done set in. 

Frank glared at Jess. "And you, I can understand you having sleep sex with your mother, but fucking her while you're awake is unconscionable." His face turned red with rage. "You knocked up your mother, you bastard."

Jess hung his head in shame. "Dad, I'm sorry."

Frank balled his fists up as he glared at his son. "I don't give a damn if you're sorry. I don't give a damn that your mom is crying. You betrayed me. I'd like to beat both of you to death for what you did to me."

Mother and son stared in shock at Frank. 

"I need to get out of here before I do something I will regret. I'm going to go have a drink. While I am gone, I expect both of you to pack up your shit and get out of my house. I don't ever want to see either of you again." 

Frank stormed out of the house. He climbed into his truck and headed for a nearby bar.

Emily and Jess packed up their personal belongings in the SUV, and left home.

Emily couldn't stop crying. She had foolishly thrown away a wonderful marriage to have a fling with her eighteen year old son.

They stopped by the bank and closed out their accounts. 

As Jess drove out of the bank parking lot, he looked over at his mom. "What are we going to do?"

Emily shook her head. "I don't know. I guess we have no choice but to call Carol. Maybe she will let us stay with her for awhile."

During their drive to New York, they had spent two nights in motels. Jess never touched Emily while he was awake; however, he did have sleep sex with his mother each night.

As Emily lay beneath her son, she sobbed each time her son fucked her. She was devastated by what she was done. But she knew she had to move on.

Jess was her lover now. 

Emily had to accept that fact. But still, it hurt to know that she'd destroyed her marriage because of her love of her son's cock.

Three days later, mother and son pulled into the parking garage of Carol's high rise apartment building.

Emily had cried herself out, and was starting put all of this behind her.

Jess and Emily quietly settled in with Carol. 

The three slept together in Carol's king size bed.

It took awhile, but Emily eventually accepted the fact that her marriage was over. She soon settled into her new life of sharing her son with her sister.

Frank met a woman after his divorce. They fell in love, and got married six months later.

Unfortunately his new wife quickly grew tired of the sleep sex. She felt like her husband was using her as a vessel for his nocturnal fun. She eventually divorced him.

Frank never married again.

Jess still has sexsomnia. Only now he takes turns each night fucking his pregnant mom and aunt, depending on which way he is turned during sleep. On some nights he fucks one, then later he fucks the other.

Both Emily and Carol go through life with huge hickeys on their necks. They proudly wear the marks, knowing they are well taken care of.

Emily is pretty sure that because of her age, this will be her last birth. Of course, she was sure that at Carol's age, the possibility of her getting pregnant was very slim.

Carol, on the other hand, has several years to go before her womb dries up.

Jess is currently attending a university in New York City. He intends to study law, and become a corporate attorney. He also intends to keep the two women in his life pregnant for as many years as their wombs will stay fertile.

Emily doesn't know it yet, but her womb will stay fertile for two more pregnancies.

Carol will have a few more deliveries to endure than her sister.

But, with a handsome young man servicing both of them while he's awake and asleep; neither woman minds having her fertile body filled with baby batter.



A Holiday Surprise Ch. 03



But Emily was still holding on as tightly as possible as her body rode out her life changing orgasm.

In his sleeping state, Jess collapsed on top of his mother and continued to sleep.

Emily's orgasm, however, was far from over. She sobbed uncontrollably as her body shook with lust. She couldn't take anymore. The lovely mother passed out from exhaustion.

Jess' semi hardened cock was still buried in her cunt.

As the sun slowly came up, Emily began to awaken. In her semi conscious state, she felt her cunt being stretched by repeated thrusts. She could feel the partial weight of someone's lower body resting on her pelvis. Her eyes flew open.

Jess was sleep fucking her for the second time.

Emily stared up at Jess. She was too exhausted to resist any more. She would let her man have his way with her, and then once he was finished, she would douche. Emily knew douching wouldn't help. But she had to try.

Jess fucked his mom as he slept. He pounded her pussy like a jackhammer.

Emily gazed up at her son, knowing her life would never be the same. She had been fucked by him, made to cum twice, and most likely would be impregnated by her boy.

Frank would be furious. He would leave her, or worse, banish Jess from their lives.

"It's too late to do anything about it now," Emily muttered in resignation as her son continued to fuck her. She slipped her legs around Jess' hips, and allowed her boy to use her cunt to satisfy his subconscious needs.

Jess lowered his face towards his mother's throat.

Knowing what he wanted, Emily turned her head to one side, and allowed Jess to suck on her throat. She wrapped her arms around Jess' neck, and held on, as he sucked and fucked her.

Jess chewed, sucked, and repeatedly thrust his cock into his mother's cunt.

Within minutes, the familiar tingling began to come from the depths of her cunt yet again. Emily decided to let it happen this time. She would allow her body to experience the pleasure of cumming. She would allow her son to fill her fertile womb with his rich, potent sperm. She was going to catch hell for this anyway, so she might as well enjoy it.

Jess pounded his mother for over a half hour.

Emily came three times. Her body was so wracked from her repeated orgasms that she wasn't sure she'd be able to get out of bed.

Jess' dick once again began to swell.

Emily could feel her pussy stretching. "Go ahead baby," she muttered. "Fill mommy with your sperm."

As Jess shot his load into his mother's receptive cunt, he did something completely unexpected. He woke up. He stared at his mother in disbelief. Shock was written all over his face.

"It's ok Baby," Emily quickly said. She caressed his cheeks, and smiled at him. "I'm not angry with you. I understand that you weren't aware of what was happening." She pulled him to her and gently kissed his lips. "Mommy still loves her man."

They spent the entire morning sitting on the uncomfortable couch talking.

Jess confessed everything. He told his mom that he knew he had sexsomnia. He also told her about the first night that he'd unknowingly fucked Aunt Carol.

Emily began to understand why her sister had struggled with sleep. 

Carol had obviously been torn between her feelings of guilt over what had happened, as well as her desire to be fucked by Jess' magnificent cock. "Sweetie, I don't think those two times were the only times you and Carol had sex."

"What do you mean?"

"Honey, didn't you notice the hickey on Carol's neck?"

Jess looked at the huge bruise on his mom's throat. "I gave her a hickey?"

"Yes sweetie. I noticed it a few days after the night she fucked you as she slept. You were probably screwing her every night. Hell that's probably why she hasn't called me since she returned to New York. She's ashamed to tell me she's pregnant."

"What about you?" Jess asked. His voice was filled with concern. "Do you think you might be pregnant?"

"Sweetie, a woman doesn't get pregnant a few hours after she's had sex. But, yes, it's possible that I could get end up like your aunt. I douched myself, but that doesn't mean I'm safe. I am forty three, but it's still possible for me to get pregnant. Hell, apparently it's more than possible."

Jess hung his head in shame.

"Please, don't feel bad about what happened. Sexsomnia patients are not responsible for their actions."

"Yeah, but I shouldn't have lied to you about my condition."

Emily wrapped her arms around her son's neck. "Of course you lied to me. It's not easy to struggle with this type of problem. Most sexsomnia patients go through life feeling ashamed of their condition. Trust me Honey I'm not angry with you. If anything, I'm angry with myself."

"Why?" Jess asked in disbelief.

Emily drew back and gazed into her son's eyes. "I'm ashamed to admit this, but I had multiple orgasms when you fucked me. I had multiple orgasms on both occasions."

Jess' curiosity was piqued. "How many orgasms did you have?"

Emily blushed. "I had five orgasms."

"Wow," Jess exclaimed. "And to think I slept through it."

"You sound like you are proud of yourself, young man," Emily said in a mock disapproving tone."

"Yeah I'm proud of myself. How many guys can say they made their mom cum four times in one night?"

"You are such a bad boy."

A mischievous glint appeared in Jess' eyes. "I could be a really bad boy."

Before Emily could respond, Jess slipped his powerful arms around her waist and drew her to him.

"Jess," she exclaimed in shock. "What are you up to?"

"Hey, you got to cum multiple times while you're awake. I think it's only fair that I get to cum while I'm awake."

"Honey, we can't have sex again. It would be wrong."

Jess pressed his hungry lips against his mom's mouth.

Emily gasped in surprise.

Jess slid his tongue into his mother's mouth, and began to duel with her tongue.

Emily put up a token resistance for a few seconds before surrendering to her son. The truth is she wanted that magnificent cock back in her hungry cunt again.

All residual anger and resentment towards her sister disappeared. Emily completely understood why Carol would allow Jess to sleep fuck her even though she knew she'd wind up pregnant.

Jess and Emily made love all day that day. They discovered that although the couch wasn't very comfortable for sitting, or sleeping; it was perfect for sex.

Jess and Emily spent every night together in his bed. 

Jess would fuck his mom before they fell asleep. He would then fuck her at night as he slept.

Emily never once slept through their sleep sex sessions. However, she wasn't sure how long she could endure multiple orgasms each night.

Emily did end up pregnant. She dreaded telling her husband about the baby, but she knew she didn't have any other choice.

Frank had made sure that his vasectomy would be permanent, so she couldn't lie to him and tell him that the operation must have been a failure.

As it turns out, Emily didn't have to confess anything to her husband.

Frank never went to Texas to work on a government housing project with his buddy. Instead he had stolen all of his clients' money and took off for South America with his twenty five year old secretary. He used the housing project story, and the snow as a diversion to give them time to skip the country.

The clients sued Frank, and took everything he owned, including the house, and both cars.

Jess' car was in his name, so he got to keep it. Unfortunately he lost his scholarship and was forced to leave college.

Jess, is currently living in New York with his mom and aunt.

Both women have swollen bellies. 

Carol is due to deliver a baby boy any day now. Her belly is huge.

Emily still has another month to go before she gives birth to twin daughters.

The three of them sleep together in Carol's king size bed.

Jess still has sexsomnia. Only now he takes turns each night fucking his pregnant mom and aunt, depending on which way he is turned during sleep. On some nights he fucks one, then later he fucks the other.

Both Emily and Carol go through life with huge hickeys on their necks. They proudly wear the marks, knowing they are well taken care of.

Emily is pretty sure that because of her age, this will be her last birth. Of course, she was sure that at Carol's age, the possibility of her getting pregnant was very slim.

Carol, on the other hand, has several years to go before her womb dries up.

Jess is currently attending a university in New York City. He intends to study law, and become a corporate attorney. He also intends to keep the two women in his life pregnant for as many years as their wombs will stay fertile.

Emily doesn't know it yet, but her womb will stay fertile for two more pregnancies.

Carol will have a few more deliveries to endure than her sister. 

But, with a handsome young man servicing both of them while he's awake and asleep; neither woman minds having her fertile body filled with baby batter.