36 comments/ 57210 views/ 14 favorites It's Just Sex By: sneeb When I was a junior in high school my science teacher did an experiment with us. Josie, my lab partner, was looking hot as usual, with her hair pulled back in a ponytail, and her too-tight t-shirt leaving just a hint of her bare belly visible. As we partnered up, he passed out ice cubes on a styrofoam tray. It was an experiment on pain and nerve receptors in the skin. If you touched an ice cube to the tip of your tongue, you couldn't tell if it was hot or cold. Josie giggled. "Ooh, kinky," she said, and stuck her tongue out at me, closing her eyes. I was transfixed by the way her tongue poked out at me from between her full, red lips. I stared at her tanned legs, and her cutoff shorts, and fumbled with the paper towel. Delicately, I leaned over and touched the ice cube to her tongue. She squealed in surprise, her legs splaying out in front of me. "'At 'eels 'ot!" she cried, as we burst into laughter together. She narrowed her eyes at me. "Now close your eyes, mister." I will always remember the way the ice felt as it touched my skin, delightfully sharp and hot, the pleasure, then the bite of pain a few seconds later. How could something that burned you later feel so good at first? Snap forward ten years. Josie, former high school cheerleader, my senior prom date, my steady college girlfriend, now my ex. It was a ride. When I think back on the events of the last few years, where the slide started, those moments of pain mixed with indescribable pleasure, seeing my wife in ecstasy with other men, the thrill, the risk, the rush, I can only take it in small bits, like breaking my life up into little ice cubes and casting them across the table. Check it out. We got married in a small church overlooking the ocean in St. Johns. There weren't many people there, we had decided to keep this a fairly private ceremony. Josie was stunning in her wedding dress, a gauzy floaty thing that wrapped around her head like clouds surrounding the sun. "I love it!" she cried, twirling in the sunlight, her blonde hair falling free. "And I love you!" We had been together for five years, and had had our ups and downs, but in the end we kept finding each other again, just because we were so comfortable. We had each played around with dating other people, sometimes overlapping with our own dating, but it was cool. It seemed like whenever Josie went away, when she came back it was better than ever. A year or so later, we spent our anniversary back in St. Johns, at the same hotel we had stayed a during our honeymoon. The beautiful beach was the same, but the people had changed, and no one recognized us, which I guess is pretty common with a resort area. Anyway, back in town we ended up at the tiny hotel bar, where the owner came out and served us wine in earthen carafes, and Josie kicked off her heels and got up to dance. She moved her body to the music, swaying her slender hips, kicking her long tanned legs, flexing her toes, running her hands down her waist, pushing them up beneath her full breasts, and raising them up to the sky, closing her eyes in rapture. Every eye in the bar was on my beautiful wife. I just sat back, pounded some beers, and watched. One of the waiters, muscular and burnt brown by the sun, joined my wife on the dance floor. He came up behind her, and I heard her gasp as he encircled her hips with his arm and drew her back against his waist. The two of them moved as one, thrusting against each other. From over Josie's shoulder the man grinned at me. His white teeth gleamed in the near dark of the bar. I raised my beer glass to him, nodded, and smiled. He leaned over and whispered into Josie's ear from time to time, and I could see his tongue flicking against her earlobe. Josie smiled, and playfully pulled away from him, wriggling her hips back against him. I'm not the jealous type. It turns me on to see Josie flirting with other guys. If I let it get to me we wouldn't have lasted very long as a couple because every time she walks into a room, heads turn. And she likes the attention. It gets her aroused. Josie uses the attention of other guys as a springboard to tear my clothes off and fuck my brains out. In bed, Josie is insatiable. She has imagination, and stamina, and loves sex, several times a day, in many different positions. When I am underneath her, all I need to do is see her above me, feel her grinding down on my cock, her eyes closed and her eyebrows knit in concentration, biting her lip softly, her breasts swaying right above my face. All I have to do is reach my tongue out and lick her nipples, squeezing her soft breasts with my hands, and it's enough to make her come, panting and crying out, her body writhing above me, her pussy contracting in pulses around my cock. As the song ended, Josie pulled away from the waiter. His hands lingered on her hips, then traced their way down both of her legs, sliding across her thighs and over her firm ass as he bent over, ending in a fully exaggerated bow. Josie giggled, then clapped a hand over her mouth. She fairly ran back to me. I could see her face was glistening, her curls unkempt. She bit her lip softly. She was breathing hard. "I need you inside me," she said matter-of-factly. No need to tell me twice. We were upstairs in the bedroom in about two minutes, Josie was naked beneath me, wrapping her legs around me, her erect nipples hard against my chest as we ground tightly together over and over again until she had an orgasm, her hands clenched around my bicep muscles, moaning and gasping out my name. Afterward, as we lay breathing heavily together in the dark, I could tell Josie was still thinking about the waiter. We only made love with that kind of frenzy when she had been flirting with other guys. We were on our vacation, a time when we were free to be wild and crazy, around people we would probably never see again. "Bring him up here, babe," I told her. "It's okay." I didn't need to tell her twice. Josie rolled over in bed to look at me, to see if I was serious, then gave me a long, passionate kiss. She kicked the sheets off, and pulled on her denim shorts. She didn't wear any panties. "It's just sex," she said to me. "I know," I told her. "Stay right here," she said breathlessly. After Josie left the room, I got up, smoothed the covers, and plopped down in a wicker chair in the semi-darkness of the room. My head was spinning, and it wasn't just because of the alcohol. My cock had stiffened again, and my heart was racing. I could still hear the pulsing bass beat of the music from the bar downstairs, glasses clinking, and laughter from somewhere down the hall. A cool island breeze wafted in the open window, stirring the curtains, and it felt good on my hot skin. I closed my eyes, and I must have dozed off. Have you ever had one of those dreams where everything is hyper-real? By that, I mean the colors, the sounds, the scents all seem incredibly vivid, and time seems to slow down? You wonder what is real, and what is fantasy, and if it's good, you hope you don't wake up before it's all over? That's what the rest of the night felt like to me, a dream of different sights and sounds, only I knew it was real. I knew I wasn't imagining it, and that made it all the more exciting. Later I filled in the events of the night with Josie's recollections, as she related them to me later on. Josie and her guy slipped into the room, lit only by the moonlight and the streetlight outside (I later found out his name was Miguel.) They weren't talking because they were kissing deeply, longingly, his hands stroking and caressing every part of her body. Every so often I heard her sigh softly as he stroked her breast over her t-shirt, or grazed the inside of her calf. When she felt her legs touch the edge of the bed, Josie pulled Miguel toward her. Instead, he gave her a little push and she fell backward onto the bed with a little squeal of surprise. Miguel stripped off his white shirt, revealing a hard, lean, chiseled body. He was a young man, probably about twenty-one or twenty-two. I saw Josie's eyes widen, taking him all in. In a smooth motion he dropped his shorts. I am thirty-two as I write this, and we were twenty-six when this happened. I have kept myself in good shape, and I have never been self-conscious about my body. I have had my fair share of lovers, and I know my cock is above average in size, and I know what to do with it. I say this not to boast, but so that when I tell you that Miguel made me look and feel like an underdeveloped freshman on the varsity team, you will really understand what I mean. This man was a sight to behold. His semi-erect penis reached nearly to his mid-thigh, and looked about as thick as my wrist. Josie reached up for it with both hands and started to lick the head of his cock. She could barely fit all of the head in her mouth, and as she pumped his shaft with both hands, it stiffened and began to grow even longer. He threw his head back in pleasure, his muscles flexing as I watched Josie's hair swaying back and forth as she licked his cock. She cupped his balls with her hands, squeezing them gently as she swirled her tongue all over his cock, up and down, bobbing her head. Neither of them had noticed me yet. Josie was sitting up in the bed, one leg bent, and one stretched out. In the moonlight I could see that the denim crotch of her shorts was soaked. Now she pumped his shaft with one hand and caressed her breasts with her other hand; her nipples were so hard they stood straight out from the fabric like gumdrops. Miguel flexed his ass and pumped his cock into Josie's mouth faster and faster. As he shook her body, her nipples grazed the fabric of the t-shirt and the little electric sensations got her even hotter. I could see spit leaking out of Josie's lips, stretched tightly around the head of his cock, and she made a little mmm sound each time he thrust deeper into her mouth. His breathing increased, and as it did, Josie grabbed his ass with her hands and crammed more of his cock into her mouth, trying to take as much of it as she could. I could sense that Miguel was about to come. All of a sudden, he tried to pull back, out of her mouth, but Josie held on tightly to his ass. As he gave a muffled cry, she dug her fingernails into his ass cheeks and pulled him into her. He bucked into her once, twice, pumping into her filled mouth, then stood motionless and ejaculated into her throat. I could see Josie's throat moving as she tried to swallow all of his cum. This went on for ten or fifteen seconds as she swallowed. I noticed Josie's other hand had strayed down to her pussy, where she was rubbing herself and the wet spot had spread into the bedspread. Finally, Miguel sagged a bit, and his cock slid out of Josie's mouth. A thin thread of white cum appeared at her lips, then she licked it away and swallowed. She had taken it all. Much to my surprise, I could see Miguel was still hard. He pushed Josie back onto the bed and she went willingly, arching her back and sliding her shorts down her long legs. Miguel slid his hard body up Josie's legs and stomach, licking her skin as he went. With one of his large hands he grabbed both of Josie's wrists and stretched her arms above her head, forcing her legs apart with his body. She wriggled seductively, deliciously, but he held her firm. With one hand, he tugged Josie's t-shirt up over her full breasts, and still holding her arms over her head, he then licked and sucked her nipples. Josie gasped with pleasure and cried out, unable to move under his weight and the way he was holding her. She could feel the head of his cock pressing against her pussy lips, and every time she struggled, a little more of it slipped into her. Josie's legs were spread all the way to either side of the bed, as Miguel moved his body on top of hers. I heard her panting and moaning change to a higher pitched cry as he slowly pushed the length of his cock into her. It was without a doubt the largest cock she had ever had before, and as it slipped into her inch by inch Josie was beyond reason, writhing and moaning underneath him as he thrust into her. he let her arms go, and her hands moved over his body, feeling his smooth, hard muscles, holding on to his arms and pulling him into her, faster and faster. As I heard my wife moaning with pleasure under this man she had just met a few hours ago, I stroked my cock and watched, as if hypnotized. I still remember the way her long, tanned legs thrashing back and forth, her toes flexing and clawing the air, the way her fingernails raked his brown skin, the way her back arched into him, meeting his every thrust. I could still see an inch or two of his cock, shining with her lubrication, as he wasn't able to fit all of himself inside of her. Josie was moaning faster and faster, making sounds I had never heard her make before. "Uhhh, Uhhh, UHHHHH," she moaned, as her voice reached a fever pitch. I could hear the bass thump from the music downstairs, and they seemed to be fucking in rhythm to the music, with strong, powerful movements. Josie's hair was in wild disarray, covering her face, and sweat glistened on her body. All of a sudden, Josie went rigid, arched her back hard, and dug her fingernails into Miguel's arms. "Oh my god -- oh my god-- OH MY GOOODAhhhhhhh" she screamed. Every muscle in her legs flexed, and her toes with their bright red nail polish spread out in ecstasy as she convulsed beneath him in the strongest orgasm I had ever witnessed. Josie stopped breathing and I could even see the area between her pussy and her asshole convulsing in little contractions as she came hard against him. After several seconds of silence she gasped in a great intake of air, and then gave a big sigh as Miguel finally plunged the rest of his cock into her, so their pelvic bones met. With his full length inside my wife, Miguel worked his body against hers, their wet and matted pubic hair meeting as he ground his pubic bone directly against Josie's clit, sending her into new convulsions of ecstasy. Finally, after about ten minutes, Miguel put my wife's legs straight up over his shoulders and pumped his full length into her. By this time, Josie was unintelligible, shaking her blonde hair back and forth as he moved her hips over his cock, handling her wet, nude body like a rag doll. As she went limp in his arms, I saw every muscle in his body stand out in relief as he yelled out and came again, deep inside my wife. Josie was sprawled on the bed, her legs thrown apart, totally spent. He pulled slowly out of my wife, his long cock sliding inch by inch out of her pussy. I was rooted to the spot, watching in fascination as a trickle of whitish sperm and her vaginal fluids slowly flowed out of her pussy and pooled on the bedspread. He started to get up from the bed, but suddenly Josie stirred. She grabbed Miguel's arm and pulled him back onto the bed. Eyes closed, Josie then wrapped her legs over his hips and drew him closer to her and fell fast asleep. The alcohol and the night's events had gone to my head. The room seemed to spin. I pushed myself into an uncomfortable sideways position on the wicker chair and blacked out. Several times during the night I awake to the sound of Josie and Miguel fucking. Each time, he would support her entire weight on his arms, and bend and fold her compliant body into all sorts of positions that only seemed to loudly increase her pleasure. He had incredible stamina and would ram her body into the bed, ending with her lying flat on the bedspread as he lay on top of her and pounded into her. Josie rode him, her breasts bouncing over his face as he grabbed and bit her nipples, much rougher than I ever was. But Josie really seemed to get into it with abandon, screaming and bucking her way to a strong, loud orgasm that left her trembling and shaking, perspiration pouring down her arms and between her breasts. At one point I heard Josie moaning and bucking back against Miguel. The bed had brass bedposts, and Josie held on tightly to the bedposts as Miguel rammed his cock into her from behind. With his long fingers he stroked and caressed her ass, sending off all kinds of thrills of pleasure shooting through her body. Josie shook back and forth, sobbing in ecstasy, her breasts swaying against the bedspread. With his thumb, Miguel scooped up some of their mixed fluids and rubbed them over her puckered anus. I heard Josie's moans rise in pitch to cries and screams of pleasure as he slipped his finger into her asshole. He fucked her from behind, his balls slamming against Josie's clit, as he pumped his finger in and out, pressing and rubbing the top of his cock through the thin membrane between her pussy and anus. That was all it took to send Josie over the edge, bucking against him as she experienced an earth-shattering climax. She could feel her own contractions against his probing finger, as waves of pleasure spread from her pussy out to her ass and right up through her body. Tears and sweat streaked her face as she gasped for air and collapsed into the bed. In the morning Josie and Miguel woke up and went into the bathroom. Through the closed door I could hear them fucking in the shower. He had picked her up and was holding her on his cock, bouncing her up and down, as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders for balance. Then the door swung open and he carried her out, dripping wet, and tossed her in the bed. Sliding his body over her, he fucked her one last time, hard and fast. She had no trouble taking his entire cock, now. Josie threw her arms tightly over his shoulders and hugged him as she cried out, bucking against him to one last orgasm. A definite gentleman, Miguel silently went into the washroom and came out with a bath towel, which he lay across her. Then, just as quietly, he pushed the door open, and left without so much as a glance in my direction. I got up, trembling. My body was stiff, but not in the way you would think. I had just spent the better part of the night in that damn chair. I felt just as wrung out as Josie. I flopped down on the bed beside her. I couldn't have fucked her. I couldn't do anything. Josie rolled on top of me and hugged me, and we fell asleep like that, cuddled into each other for hours. I awoke to see Josie's beautiful green eyes above me. It was a clear blue island day, with sunlight streaming through the open window. I was surprised to see that she had been crying. "I love you," she said. "And I am sorry." "For what?" "I just totally lost control of myself, and I--" she looked down at her fingers, playing with the bedspread. "I think we should just go home." I hugged Josie tightly. "Last night was just sex." She looked at me. "Really?" "Really." "Yeah. It was about the hottest thing I could possibly imagine. And I love you even more, if that's even possible. You are my beautiful, hot wife, and I am so in love with you." Josie's eyes sparkled again, and she grabbed my cock through my shorts. I felt myself begin to stiffen in her grasp. "You're saying all the right things," she said. "I think you just might be a keeper." She narrowed her eyes at me. "Now close your eyes, Mister." She pulled me into her for a kiss, and it wasn't just sex, it was something deeper and more powerful, something special just she and I shared. Like an ice cube on your tongue, it felt good for that instant. For that one morning at least, it seemed like the previous night had only brought us closer. It's Just Sex I stood in the bathroom, admiring my firm twenty year young body. Beautiful, round, large breasts. Each capped with a light brown nipple. Nipples that could poke out an inch beyond the areola when excited. I wanted to put nipple rings in them but since I still had a few months of daily tit clamping to go, it would have to wait. My eyes travelled lower, I have the enviable 38-34-36 breasts, waist and thighs that men love so much. I played with my belly ring. My hand wondered in between my legs, I did not shave my pussy. I waxed it. Six weeks of baby soft pussy before the hair starts again. Ahhh... So nice, I could feel my clit. I reached down into my cunt to get some juice for my clit, nice and slow, four fingers in my pussy - stretching my love hole. I withdrew my fingers and ran my wet fingers over my clit. That felt so good. I sat on the floor with my back against the bath and spread my legs for myself as wide as I could. I loved to watch when I fucked myself. I also loved pretending that the mirror was a one way mirror and there were a bunch of people on the other side, watching me. I fucked my clit harder and faster, moaning with pleasure. My other hand was rolling my nipples out and pinching them. I saw the pussy juice leaking from my cunt, I could not resist and quickly jammed my fingers back into my cunt and pounded it hard and as deep as I could. Nice and fast, yes it was good. I felt my climax beginning and pulled my fingers out. The glorious tangy taste of pussy on my fingers was wonderful to suck off. I like to think of filthy, terrible, erotic things that make my clit hard when I rub my cunt, I want it swollen with desire. Every kind of fucking imaginable went through my mind as my pussy drowned in it's own juice and I rubbed my clit with my fingers as fast as I could. My aching clit reached it's peak and I convulsed as the waves of cumming made me keep jerking at it until it was all over and the pulsating stopped. I got into the shower and resisted playing with the shower head. I had things to do regrettably. But then again nothing ever goes as planned. When I got out of the shower my father was busy shaving. "Good." I said. "Daddy's stubble was beginning to irritate me." "Don't lie." My father retorted. "You go ape-shit on my stubble when I eat you out." This was true. I looked at my Dad, he had already undressed to shower after me, specifically I looked at his cock. Half-Mast. "My poor daddy." I said and got on my knees next to him. When he felt my touch, he put the razor down and turned to me. I truly love my father's cock, it is nine inches long, which is already a huge plus point, and it must be a little over three inches in diameter. Big and strong, with glorious veins that pulsed all over it when he was good and hard. Don't worry, before you think my dad is a paedophile who had his way with me and I had grown to love it - it's the other way round. I gave myself an eighteenth birthday gift in the form of a fuck from my unsuspecting father. I took his cock head into my mouth, swirling my tongue around his tip and pushing my tongue into his piss hole. He loves that. Then I ate up the rest of his cock in an agonisingly slow way. Once daddy was buried in my mouth and throat to his big balls, I began to suck him. I put my hand on his chest with my middle finger extended, daddy bent forward and licked my finger making it wet. That finger was then pushed into his ass. "Ohhh..." He moaned as my rhythm on his cock and in his ass made him push forward and then back. I sucked him in and drew him out faster and faster, keeping up with his swaying motion which was getting faster and faster, jerking back and forth now. I knew he was close, I tilted him over the cliff by grabbing those balls of his as they were tightening and grinding them into his body with the palm of my hand. Then that big cock pulsed in my mouth and I took daddy's load. When he was finished, I stood up and gave him my finger to clean, which he did so vigorously I was turned on again. As a final prize I kissed him and opened my mouth to his waiting lips and let him suck his cum out. We stood locked in our embrace, kissing passionately long after the cum had all gone down daddy's throat. With a sigh, we released each other and my father pointed to his cock which was at half-mast again. "Another one?" He asked. "Is there time? He looked at his watch. "If we leave in the next twenty minutes we'll make it." He thought about it for a second and then said "Nah, let's go." We were on our way to a family wedding. Every family has it's skeletons in the closet and I guess incest is ours. The wedding was nice, the reception was better. My cousins Maddy and Jess and I were in a tight huddle discussing private things when Jessica's brother Dean, sat himself down next to us and stuck his head in next to our heads. "You girls up for something?" He asked "Depends on what something is." Maddy said "And who's idea it was." Jess added. "A little bit of groupie sex." Dean replied. I laughed. "Do you know we're in a hotel ballroom with only one entrance and exit and nowhere six of us would fit comfortably?" "And it better be six because we're not here to service you Dean." Jess said eyeing her brother with a warning eye. "Jess you know very well that I can service you all with my cock." Dean replied a little arrogantly. "But you will be pleased to note that Neil and Frank will be joining yourselves, Mike, Kyle and myself." Now he really was being arrogant. We ignored it because we seldom got to screw Neil and Frank because they were homosexual. "Where and when?" Maddy asked. "Basement, five minutes." Came the reply and Dean was off. One quick trip to the bathroom and we took the elevator to the basement. Thank goodness we have a huge family. If six or ten people go missing momentarily nobody notices. The elevator opened and we saw Mike next to a pillar. He saw us and waved. Surprisingly they had thought of this possibility, someone had brought a huge blanket. "Oh, nice and thoughtful." I said. We all got onto the blanket and took our clothes off, putting them on pile on a car's trunk. Everyone of course wanted to watch Neil and Frank first. "Make us horny." Kyle said. "Honey, you're already horny." Neil replied laughingly. "But Frankie and his big cock are always ready to please." Neil laid on his back, Frank was already hard but Mike wanted to drive him nuts and pumped his cock until the pre cum appeared. Kyle applied Vaseline to Frank's cock and Dean lubed up Neil's pucker for him. He opened his legs for Frank and hooked his legs over Frank's shoulders. Frank pushed his enormous cock in with a delicious shudder. He laid still and then slowly started to fuck Neil. They got into a rhythm of Frank pushing and Neil lifting his hips to meet him. Both were moaning and groaning with pleasure, the fucking grew more rapid and the strokes grew shorter and suddenly Neil was cumming with a loud shout and spurted his load onto his face. That was enough to tip Frank over and he deposited his load into Neil's ass. We were all very horny after that. I turned to Maddy and we began kissing deeply. Our tongues swirling around one another, following each other, licking each other's lips. I felt Mike behind me, kissing me in the back of my neck and I turned to him to kiss him back and stroke his cock. Maddy had her hand on my breast and was rubbing and rolling and pulling my nipple from behind. I was already sopping wet and now I felt the cum running on to my legs. Mike gave me a final few pecks and moved over me to give Maddy the same treatment, she turned away from me to kiss Mike and I got to my knees and leaned over her to take her tit into my mouth. I loved sucking breasts. I took as much in my mouth as I could and sucked on her like a starved woman. Mike began to suck her other tit. Such beautiful orbs. I saw Mike's hand between her legs and went down to play with her pussy as well. He rubbed her pink little clit and pushed his fingers up her cunt, I pushed my fingers up her ass, feeling that thick ass cum making it wet. Maddy couldn't hold out and she moaned and heaved and jerked her pussy cumming hard into our hands. Mike moved back over and we kissed while Maddy recovered. We caressed each other's bodies while we kissed, our lust and desire for each other increasing each moment. I felt Maddy kissing her way up between my legs until she reached my wet pussy and began licking my tasty pussy juice. She took my clit between her teeth and delicately pulled it between her teeth. The sensation just about drove me mad. She sucked really hard, she sucked my clit like a pussy pumper and I came all over her, she stuck her tongue into my cunt and got a good mouthful of juice and then she was gone. Mike rolled onto me and I spread my legs and followed Neil's example hooking them over his broad shoulders so he could ram me as deeply as he could with his cock. "Skewer me baby." I encouraged him and with that he rammed his cock into me so hard and so far I could feel him bump my cervix. "Arrrgh... I groaned" I had almost forgotten was a great fuck my cousin was. I slammed back into his cock as he rammed again encouraging him to fuck me harder. Our bodies slapped together hard each time we met and we barely fucked for a minute before I was shuddering and convulsing as his cock screwed me and made me cum. He came almost at the same time with a loud grunt. I felt his cock pulsing inside me as he spurted his load. He rolled off me and we lay together exchanging small kisses and licks just enjoying the after cum high. Someone tapped Mike on his shoulder, he looked to see Neil grinning elfishly behind him. Mike turned towards Neil and I followed, straddling Neil quickly. I laid on his chest and said hello properly. Neil likes rubbing my ass when we kiss. "Come to me baby." Dean said taking my wrist and pulling me off Neil while we blew a last kiss to each other. Neil is such a romantic, which also means he can be a drama queen sometimes. I turned to my lover and said "What took you so long?" "Shut up woman." Dean said and flipped me onto my back. We began kissing and he pulled my nipples until they gave him a proper salute. His lovely thick cock was saluting me in return. Already dripping I noticed. He kissed me passionately and urgently and I kissed back, we loved each other and we lusted after each other like crazy. I scratched his back with my nails and Dean made a sucking sound of pleasure. "Ssssssss... Scratch more baby please." He asked so nicely. I scooted down a little and he steadied himself on his spread knees. I put my hands together and reached behind him as far as I could, I scratched his ass and then his balls and then up his cock. "How much pain do you want darling?" I hoarsely whispered into his ear. "As much as you can take dear." He whispered back. I laid on my back and I hooked my hands around my knees which Dean had lifted and pushed back onto my chest. My pussy and ass were at his mercy now. He pushed my legs back with one hand and began slapping my pussy with the other. Oh such wonderful pain. I couldn't stop anything when he slapped my pussy, I just went with it. My pussy walls were contracting and pushing out, my juice made the slapping sound even harder, my clit was swollen and hard and I pushed my mouth against my knee to scream as I came. And I came over and over, Dean spanking my pussy as fast as he could. When I couldn't come anymore, I released my legs and they flopped down on either side of him. I couldn't move. Dean pushed my legs open and shoved his cock up my cunt and I came again. "Noooooo..." I whimpered. He was so devilishly wonderful at that. I grabbed his hair and pulled him to kiss, oh that wonderful tongue. I was fast on my way to requesting a second round but he would have none of that. We embraced and his sweat rubbed onto my breasts, like a little gift. I loved the way he smelled and I know he loved the way I smelled after sex. He flipped onto his back and pulled me onto his lap. I scooted back a bit and took his meat into my mouth, just for a bit. Delicious, I licked and sucked his cock for him until he started moaning. I got off and spread his knees. Then I cupped my hand and slapped his balls. Just like he slapped me, fast and hard. "Oooooo..." He moaned. I slapped some more and then made a fist and punched him in the balls, just hard enough to make him moan with pleasure. I kept punching him until I saw his cock veins start to pulse. I grabbed his cock with both hands, squeezed tightly and pumped him till his juice squirted out of him and higher than my head, he came with such force, he strangled his own scream of pure pleasure in his arm. When he had panted sufficiently to speak again, he said "My legs." "Are dead, I know." I finished for him and lay next to him. We kissed and caressed each other's faces and sucked each other's cum laden fingers. "I love you." I said. "And I love you angel." We sighed into each other. Both perfectly satisfied. It seems we all finished at about the same time and we were all laying on the blanket in our lovers embrace, peace and contentment filling us. Then slowly, one by one, we rose and began dressing. We didn't want to go back but we had to. Each of us walking hand in hand with someone, trying to stay in our perfect little bubble of love. Aware that this special time with each other was almost over. The rest of the wedding passed uneventfully and my father found me dancing with a group of half family half strangers a little before one in the morning. "Let's go." He said and I could hear he was tired. I got my things and after goodbyes to everyone we left for the two hour drive home. I emerged first at noon the next day, I was busy making coffee when I heard my dad in the bathroom. He came to the kitchen to help me make some food. "Did you wash your hands Daddy?" I asked petulantly and received a hard slap on my butt in response. While we were eating we caught up on each other's doings at the wedding. I told him what we did and he told me that he, two siblings and a cousin went to the basement for some fun. "We didn't have a blanket." He said reproachingly. "I keep telling you communication is important yet you couldn't convey this very important detail to me?" "Sorry, I didn't think you guys would get away to have fun. Last time I looked Aunty Jen was still putting her best foot forward for Clive's family." My father grunted "She managed a quickie with us and then she went back. Then Andrea left - you know - Jen's support group. Jack and I decided to make it a good long fuck. I really needed to fuck a man last night." "Was it good Dad?" I asked. He nodded while he chewed. "Sure? Because Dean texted, sexted me earlier. We're going to get together sometime this week. You know you're welcome to join us." "Maybe I should, haven't had cock half my age in years." "Dean loves you, you know he does." I replied. The rest of Sunday disappeared in a blur and before I knew it, it was Thursday. D-Day. I got home early and quickly showered. I didn't bother getting dressed. I made a salad and stuck the burgers in the microwave to warm up just before we ate. "Whe-hell, hello you beautiful thing." Said Dean at the screen door busy opening it to let himself in. When I heard his voice my pussy twitched in response. He stepped in and came over to plant a big wet kiss on my mouth while I hugged him. "Things are going to get filthy when your daddy arrives." He told me. "I sincerely hope so. He's been a bit down for weeks now Dean. But whatever is troubling him, I can't get it out of him." We couldn't talk more because my dad's truck pulled into the drive behind Dean's. "I hope you haven't started." Said my dad as he got to the kitchen door. He came in and after greeting us and looking over my body appraisingly and with obvious approval started to strip himself of his clothes. By that time Dean was naked and stroking his hard on. "Make love then eat Uncle Tim?" He asked. I nodded and daddy made three. We went to his bedroom and got onto his bed. I put my nipple in daddy's mouth and caressed his head and his shoulders while he sucked hungrily. Dean latched onto daddy's cock and began to suck it with relish. I know he had a few fingers in daddy's ass, he loves his ass being filled. When daddy finished with my second breast I straddled his head and pushed my pussy into his face, I could hear him starting to cum. Dean did as well and stopped sucking his meaty cock. He slowed it down for my father and licked his balls while daddy focused on eating my pussy. When I was all juiced up and moving towards a climax daddy stopped. Dean and I got on our knees next to each other on the bed, butts in the air for my dad who had picked up our favorite flogger, a leather strap, three inches wide, one inch thick and four foot long. With the first whip we both shouted, it was so damned sore. Daddy flogged our asses about ten times and then stopped and made us swap positions. He flogged us ten more times. By then he had drawn blood on both our asses and Dean and I had both climaxed while tears of pain mingled with pleasure fell onto the bed. Daddy got the butt plugs and put one in my ass. Then he pushed one hand into my pussy and the other into Dean's fuck hole, which has only recently stretched big enough to take daddy's whole hand. When he was ready we started thrusting, riding his hands inside us. Dean always cums first and did so with gusto, his second load for the evening spraying daddy's bed. When I heard him my cunt went into overdrive and I came and then I came again, the wave of pleasure pulling my nipples and my pussy to my core and exploding there with wonderful pulsations extending my climax. Daddy took his hands out and we attacked him. We grabbed him and pulled him between us onto the bed, I gave Daddy a thorough tongue fucking in his ears and Dean kissed and sucked his lips. My father's breathing was so hoarse but we wouldn't let him climax. I kissed daddy deeply and then nibbled his ear. "I love you so much daddy." "I love you too Jasmine." Dean came from behind me and shyly whispered words of love into my father's ear. My dad whispered back. "Fuck me then." Said Dean and my dad motioned for his cock and took it into his mouth, savouring Dean's wonderful taste. I was savouring daddy's cock. Once again bringing him close to climax and then stopping. Dean took his cock out of daddy's mouth. I leaned over the side of the bed and passed him my black silk rope and after daddy got comfortable on his knees, he deftly tied his hands to the bedpost. I took a nice sized sound and after lubing it put it inside daddy's pisshole. Dean put a butt plug in daddy's asshole. My dad loves being caned by both of at the same time. I caned daddy on his back and Dean whipped his ass, when they were both good and red Daddy had a mighty climax almost pushing out the sound, he jerked and spasmed and his lovely cock pulsed from his climax. I took out the sound and Dean took the butt plug out. Almost immediately his head jerked back as Dean filled his asshole with his big cock. As Dean fucked Daddy, I sucked on his balls, he enjoys it when I bite them slightly, just enough to make him jerk. I heard Dean giving his final grunt and a loud yelp as he shot his jism into daddy's ass. I knew I owed Dean one. We untied daddy and then the three of us lay on the bed, kissing each other's buttocks and daddy's back, caressing the tender skin. We spoke a bit and the truth came out. Daddy felt he wanted to get into a relationship with someone he really liked and he didn't know how to tell me. The fact that we made each other feel better by fucking each other complicated things a bit. It's Just Sex "Dad, just go for it." I said. Dad didn't say anything. "Uncle Tim, my father, your brother explained it to Jessica and I way back when we first started fucking. It's a different kind of relationship we have with each other when the sex is incestuous. There are no guidelines. Dad told us this relationship will be as temporary or as permanent as we allow ourselves to make it. Jess, Jasmine and I all chose to make it a temporary one. We're not right for each other, we're right-now for each other. We all know we are going to move on eventually." My Dad looked at Dean as if trying to make his mind up. "Dad," I said. "You've done this before remember. You stopped fucking your sister and married Mom. Did Mom uh... Ever?" My Dad shook his head and smiled. "No, baby. If she fucked her brother I would have thought there was something with her." "Now there's a prize asshole." Said Dean and we all laughed. "It's time young man." I said. "Get out there and date." "Sheez Jaz, do you know what it's like out there? Things have changed." Dean and I laughed, we were both currently single, we knew exactly how it is out there. My weekend flew by and I didn't even get time to mourn my father's absence on Saturday night. I had put a face-mask on and was lying in the bath relaxing when someone knocked on the door. "Who is it?" I shouted. "Me." Came the reply. Ah, it was my cousin Alison. "Come round back." I shouted and heard her making her way to the back door. A few minutes later Alison and her girlfriend Tanya were in my bathroom. "Get a good look." I told the two of them. Alison licked her lips while staring pointedly at my pussy. I lifted and spread my legs for them. "I hear the master is away, does the mouse want to play?" I rolled my eyes, a family full of dramatists. "You know who would like to watch." I said. "Yes, but that will make Tanya uncomfortable." "Hmmm... I owe him one." Alison shrugged, take it or leave it. Fuck. I hadn't had lezzy action for sometime now. I was going to have to make that payback really special. As you will have gathered by now, the family closet is draped in secrets we all know about. I got out of the bath and washed off the face mask. Beauty routine done, I went to find them. They were waiting in my room. Alison picked out a CD and put it on, the girls quickly stripped and joined me on the bed. Alison kissed me thank you and set to work on my breast, Tanya followed her lead and sucked on the other. I laid on my back with my legs spread, rubbing my pussy. When Alison had enough tit she turned her attention to my aching pussy. I told Tanya to sit on my face. She lowered her cunt into my face and I ate her pussy eagerly, licking and slurping and sucking that pussy juice into my mouth. She tasted wonderful and her tits were lovely to massage. I found her clit and stiffened my tongue and rubbed that clit of hers until it began to grow. The wave came and before I could do anything my cunt and clit were shuddering and twitching as my pussy walls pulsed. I gasped into Tanya's pussy and felt a hand go up my cunt. I stuck a finger in Tanya's pussy and resumed rubbing her clit with my tongue. That girl had a marvellous clit. When it was fully aroused it must have been three inches long. Beautiful. I gripped the ass that went with it, jammed it onto my mouth and began to suck her cock-let. Damn it was good. I was determined to suck her right into my throat. I was cumming again, my pussy was grinding against Alison's pussy, she had abandoned fist fucking me and had scissored me instead. Our clits were fucking each other. Somewhere far away I heard someone screaming and then I felt Tanya's pussy juice running into my neck and onto my breasts. She suddenly lifted off my mouth I could hear her heaving to catch her breath. I gently pulled her pussy back down and licked all her juice out of her cunt. Alison was grinding us to a climax and both our little clits burst simultaneously. "Oh, oh oh... Fuck yes!" She moaned. We disentangled ourselves and sat back to catch our collective breath. "I want to marry you." I told Tanya. "And thank you Ally, don't thank me. What a wonderful gift you have in Tanya." Tanya smiled shyly and Ally wrapped her in her arms, giving her lover refuge. Ally sighed happily. "Guess what else she knows?" "The family secret?" "Yip, and she's cool with it." My new clitorally blessed friend may become a permanent feature. I gaped in shock. "You better get used to sharing then Ally. I know a few people who would like to worship that clit." "Good." Said Ally. "The experience up to now hasn't been all jolly." "What do you mean?" I asked. "Another time." She replied. Two weeks passed before I heard from Dean. "You owe me two now." He said in an evil voice. "Okay Dean, that's a turn off, not a turn on. Just so you know." "Mhuah ha ha." Frankenstein laughed. Dramatists, I told you. We discussed how I would pay him back and agreed to meet at the train station that evening. He met me just inside and we went to pay for our tickets. I was wearing a grey summer coat with heels. That's all I was wearing so I was grateful the coat hung at knee level. We boarded the train and it was empty looking. Dean pulled my coat up to my waist and sat opposite me. I proceeded to fuck myself with a dildo. Wow, so erotic. A man entered our coach, I stopped and pulled my coat down. I took the dildo out of my pussy and motioned to Dean. He got up and sat in a seat just past the stranger so that they were facing each other. Oh well, I thought. I dropped my coat and walked up to Dean. I got onto my knees and took his waiting cock into my mouth. I sucked his cock until I tasted pre cum. I tickled his pisshole with my tongue and then let him go. I turned my back to Dean, bent forward and lowered my cunt onto his big cock, reverse cowgirl. He didn't want the stranger to miss a second and he also wanted him to see Dean's cock pounding my pussy. Dean was so horny, he loves fucking in front of strangers. My pussy was responding to the pounding and I screamed "Harder! Fuck! Me!" He fucked even harder, pushing me down onto his cock. I felt an almighty jerk and then that wonderful pulsing and the warmth of his juice. The stranger watched everything and when we were done, he got up and left. "Oh thanks." Said Dean. "Stay for the show but don't applaud, please." His night got even better, thirty minutes later there were two men in our coach. Dean went for it and used me to pleasure himself, which was the deal. He stuck a vibrator in my cunt and fucked my ass for me. We both had wonderful climaxes. When we were done and heaving and panting, one man stood up and applauded. Thinking about it, it was a nice month all round. From the wedding to the train ride. It's just sex.