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What a Fuck

By: MistyMorgan



What a Fuck!

Last week James met a new, possible Bull and called to see if I would allow him to bring the man home. I asked the size of his cock and how long he could last. I heard him ask, "My Mistress asked how big your prick is, sir."

"Open your mouth and I'll show you," I heard the possible Bull tell him. 

"One minute Mistress, I will tell you. He lay the phone down and I heard muffled sounds of pleasure as he opened his mouth and the Bull slid his dick down James' throat. I waited patiently.

"It is easily eight inches long, Ma'am! Maybe more"

"Then bring him home and introduce me to him," I commanded.

"Yes, Ma'am! We should be there in about twenty-five minutes, Ma'am."

I hung up the phone and showered. Then standing naked in front of my closet, I tried to find something really sexy and alluring. I found a chiffon dress, which without a slip, would accentuate my best qualities.

Standing in front of the mirror, I admired my figure and the erectness of my nipples. Then I rubbed my hard clit and played in the juices of my hungry pussy. It had been three weeks since James had brought home a real man and his tongue wasn't giving me what I needed lately.

I spritz on my favorite cologne and sat in front of the air conditioner to cool down. The night outside was full of humidity and my skin was moist from the heat. I wore no underwear.

I heard the car door. James was home with a present that I really needed.

When the door opened, James smiled and said, "My Lady, I would like you to meet Tony. He has come to give you gifts that I cannot provide. I hope you will look on this man as a gift from me."

I licked my lips and eyed the man he had brought home. Tony's dark hair was nicely cut and his smile was bright as the full moon that shown through the window. He stood about five-nine and had a nice chest. I couldn't wait for him to wrap is arms around me.

James walked over to me with a smile on his face. He kissed me on the cheek and whispered, "eight and a half inches with a huge head. You are going to love this one."

"James said you were beautiful, but he could not have described your beauty with mere words. May I kiss you, my lady?

I smiled and bowed my head. He slowly approached me and I could see the bulge in his tight jeans. It made my heart race.

James quickly ran down hall to the bedroom to prepare the bed for our pleasures. He put some lubricant on the bedside table and towels at the foot of the bed. He turned the lights down low and turned off the phone.

He put water ice water on the table so I could have something cool to drink while I was being pleasured.

Returning to the living room where Tony and I were getting acquainted, he asked softly, "Mistress, are you ready to retire to the bedroom?"

I turned to him and smiled, "Yes," then looked at Tony. He nodded his head and a smile crossed his lips. I noticed the bulge in his jeans was growing.

James slowly undressed me and led me to the bed. Tony quickly stripped and I was very happy to see his prick tumble out of his jockeys.

"Master Tony, is there anything you require for this session?" 

"Maybe some cold water to keep my mouth from drying out."

James left the room and returned within minutes. Then he sat in the chair that was in the dark corner of the room. I noticed he slipped off his jeans.

Tony gently kissed me as he laid me back on the pile of pillows James had provided. Then he spread my legs wide and ran his tongue the length of my slit and spread my pussy lips wide to lick my erect clit.

Slowly his tongue made little circles around the tiny head. I felt the muscles contracting with excitement. He dipped the tip of his tongue into the juices spewing there then looked into my eyes and licked his lips.

"Mmmm, you taste so good. This is going to take a while." 

I looked over at James in his chair and he was touching his little prick, running his thumb over the tiny hole that was covered with is precum.

"Come over here James, I have a job for you," Tony commanded and James jumped to his feet and was on the bed in seconds.

"Lick her pussy until she is wet enough to take my cock!" He commanded and James bent over me, his tongue first saying hello to my hard clit then sinking deep in the juices that were spewing.

He licked deep into my Venus garden and my pussy sung with joy. Then, only minutes later, Tony pushed him off me and guided his thick cock into the juices there without even a pop.

Slowly he dipped his cock deep into my pussy and rhythmically moved in and out of my cunt while occasionally caressing my clit with his thumb and forefinger.

He was so big, that he pounded the back of my cervix. I felt sure he was going to break through the barrier. But then he slowed down once again and started licking my hard nipples and stroking my clit.

His rhythm was erratic, fast then slow then barely moving. He would slip between my trembling legs and lick my juices; then guide his throbbing prick deep in me and bang me hard and fast.

Looking at the chair, where James sat, I saw his pricklett in his hands and a smile on his face as he watched me being pleasured better than I had been in several months. 

At times I cried out in pleasure; others I screamed faster, faster. My back arched to meet his thrusts and fell when he came down deep and hard in my cunt.

Then Tony crawled between my legs and suckled my clit and ran his long middle finger in and out of my ass. My back arched as I tried to feel all of the pleasures he was giving me at any given time.

At one point, Tony was in need of water. James scrambled out of the room bring back bottles of cold water.

While Tony sipped down the water I commanded James to lie on the bed. Kneeling over his faces, I placed my dripping pussy over his mouth and he licked the thick cum, excitedly.

Then Tony pushed him off the bed and turned me on my stomach. He asked me to get in a doggy style and sprayed the lubricant onto my ass. He slowly ran the head of his prick along my ass slit. Then slowly, he began to put pressure on my hole and broke through the barrier and into my ass.

It burned for a moment, and then he reached around and squeezed my clit and euphoric warmth filled my body. As he methodically moved his hips slowly, in and out he went deeper and deeper with each thrust.

I felt this full balls slapping my butt with his moves. My legs trembled and my clit begged for attention.

I called James back to the bed and told him to lay under me and lick m clit.

He smiled and looked to Tony for permission to do so. Then his mouth suckled my throbbing clit and my body convulsed as the two of them pleasured me.

Tony finally lost steam. He fell back onto the bed, his chest rising and falling trying to fill his lungs.

I crawled up to his face and planted my throbbing pussy over his mouth. "Lick me," I whispered."

His tongue slipped out between his red lips and snaked into my cunt and I rode up and down while playing with my throbbing clit.

Then Tony threw me over and slammed the full length of his cock deep in my cunt and went fast as he could until he spilled enough cum to overflow my pussy and drip onto the bed.

James eagerly lapped up the spilled cum and then I commanded him, "Clean up my cunt; but first ice the cake, then clean it up."

"Yes, Ma'am as you wish!" He spread my legs wide and took his tiny cock into his hand and started stroking it. Within a few minutes his useless seed mingled with that of Tony's and the coolness of their mixing excited me.

I pushed his face into my pussy and made him lick until I felt he had it all. He suckled my clit and ran his tongue deep into my pussy to get all of the seed.

While he knelt over me, Tony spread his cheeks and put lube on the head of his own prick and took James in the ass. His little dicklett spewed all over my belly. 

I pushed his face into it and demanded he get ever drop. Then I put a cage on his dicklett and locked him in his bedroom so that Tony and I could fuck the rest of the night and deny him the pleasure of watching.

The following morning, Tony went to wake James and did so by fucking his ass.

Tony took me to the shower while James made breakfast. The water playing with my body and Tony's hands exploring my secret places of passion drove me wild and Tony wore me out.

James helped me out of the shower and wrapped me in a warm towel. He also handed Tony one.

After breakfast, Tony wanted one more ride; then he had to go to work. 

He penetrated me deeper than before and my body sung with desires. Afterwards he took another shower and dressed for work.

Kissing me as he left, he whispered, "You're the hottest woman I've ever had. I want to come back."

"James will call you when I've recovered," I promised then showed him to the door.

Once he was gone, James smiled, "Did I do good, Mistress?"

"Yes, James, but ask me first next time or you will be caged!"

"Yes, Mistress," he bowed his head.

Slipping off my panties I said, "Now come on in the bedroom and clean me up; then you can go to work too."

I stripped and spread my legs wide. His tongue licked from my butt to my clit and lingered there. He licked circles around the erect female dick and my legs trembled. I pressed his face deep in the liquids there and when he came up, my juices were on his chin.

"Jerk off on my pussy, James!"

"Yes, Ma'am!" he rubbed his dicklett until his thin seed spilled on my shaved cunt. 

"You stupid little man, lick that useless seed off my cunt!" I scolded.

"Yes, Ma'am!"

As he licked my throbbing clit, I pushed his face in and out of my flowing juices. When I finally came, I let him spew his seed on my clit and made him lick it clean. My orgasm was explosive.

Then I kicked him out of the bed and out of the house as he tried to dress for work. "Time to go to work. I'll see you tonight," I said and pushed him out of the bed.

I went into the bedroom, stripped off my clothes and masturbated while I fantasized about Tony. ~Lady Dora

What a Fuck-Up!



It all began at about half past two one morning; with the sounds of some dickheaded cunt roaring around the streets, drunk and drugged no doubt, presumably showing off to his equally drunken and drugged-up mates.

I remember burying my head under the duvet to block out some of the racket – and then I heard the car again despite the duvet, its engine roaring louder this time; then howling nearby suddenly, followed by a moment's silence and then an almighty crash as the car buried itself in our lounge wall.

There was a major earthquake, then dust everywhere and instant panic; my sister running screaming from her room; Mum and dad rushing everywhere; me, naked then wrapped in my duvet, doing my best to find my laptop and other such valued possessions in the dark and above it all the sounds of police and then emergency service sirens as they homed in on the little arsehole who'd just fucked up our lives.

I have no concerns to cheerfully say that he, drugged and drunk indeed, had come out of it worst as a large chunk of the wall had collapsed on top of the car and him, thus inflicting numerous "life changing" injuries. I had absolutely no sympathy for his mates in the passenger seats either, two of whom were also quite badly damaged and I was also pleased to hear that they'd all been charged with numerous offences. 

The only downside was that knowing the British judicial system, they'd probably be getting no more than a few months inside and a slap on the wrist each at the worst......despite having made our lives hell.

But there were other, more interesting abiding memories of the moment; seeing my very fuckable sister fleeing down past my room stark naked; her cute titties almost flapping as she passed by; her arse wobbling so beautifully. Then another quick flash when she turned at the stairs and inadvertently displayed her bushy little triangle, before she managed to pull her dressing gown on and wrap it tightly around herself. And then there was a full frontal view of my very yummy Mum as her dressing gown billowed in the air, her shortie nightie hiding virtually nothing. 

It wasn't the first time I'd seen either of them naked but these particular sighting became very deeply etched into my erotic memory amidst all the chaos. 

There were also images of my partially clad father, his belly wobbling everywhere above his droopy underpants; him shouting obscenities at all and sundry....but those images of him quickly became history and as good as forgotten.

For us things now became very different. 

Gone was our nice four-bedroom house and relaxing gardens; at least for some while. The emergency services "made the house safe" as they removed what was left of the car – which had been stolen, as one might have guessed – and we were made to vacate the premises on the spot; wonderful fun in the middle of the night, I don't think. Thank heavens it was summer and the night was both warm and dry.

And it was even more "fun" for me because as I said, like my sister, I'd been sleeping naked and had leapt out of the house wrapped only in my duvet, leaving my clothes and even my dressing gown behind. Oh yes, I'd saved all the important things to my life, namely my phone and my laptop, but I hadn't bothered with my clothes! 

Being hustled around in the middle of the night by a rather attractive paramedic lady isn't conducive to keeping everything under control and for some reason I kept finding that I was becoming aroused; presumably the strangeness of the situation was erotic somehow even though I was now standing out on the lawn with a quickly gathering crowd of onlookers all around.

And so it was that Mum managed to find me a pair of dad's trousers and one of his shirts to put on while she held the duvet up round me and yeah – I know she got an eyeful and I was at least partially erect, but I couldn't have cared less; I just wanted to get better covered, even if the trousers were way too big around the middle for me.

Anyway, within hours we were moved into a hotel courtesy of our insurers but such luxuries as waiters and room service hardly made up for the loss of our comfortable home.

Eventually, a few days later, Dad came and told us that he'd been informed that our place had been deemed structurally unsound and that it would have to be demolished before being rebuilt, news that went down like a lead brick. 

I went and shut myself in my hotel room to block out the sounds of Mum and sis sobbing loudly as the news of our extended 'exile' sunk in.

If there was a good side, it was that we'd all managed to save our personal possessions and they eventually also brought us all our clothes so we didn't look quite so much like tramps. They also then stabilised the place sufficiently to allow the removal of much of our furniture and family bits and pieces, which were put into storage for us.

But the worst part was the hotel.....it was crap, to be honest; I'm not sure if it had any stars against its name at all, it certainly didn't deserve any.

The food was nothing to get excited about at all; the place was noisy, it was dirty and the beds were uncomfy and eventually Dad and Mum kicked up enough fuss to make the insurers find us a temporary home; the snag being however that it was only a three bedroom place with just one bathroom now, but better than this hovel. 

But perhaps more importantly, it was some fifteen miles away from where we'd been living.....on the wrong side of town from where dad worked. Nevertheless, it was better than the privations of hotel life, so we accepted their offer and duly moved in.

And at this point I'd better tell you a bit about us because it's only now that the members of our family really become part of the story.

Dad is an overweight exec; he's well past his prime except in the business field where he's still something of a rising star or so he says, but I'm going to say no more about him because apart from his parental duties he never really does a lot for me, to be honest. 

Oh, I ought to add that he's 48 this year and for that matter, Mum's 43; I'm 22 and my sister is 19.

My Mum Pam, quite unlike Dad, is sweet and she's pretty too; I love her dearly. Not least because she's a busty lady who always dresses to show off her best bits although she has to actually because she works as a beauty consultant, but beside that she's an absolute darling to me. Yeah, I do love her to bits and I'll do anything for her, especially when she promises to give me one of her nice sexy cuddles as a thank you!

Both Mum and Dad are perhaps of average height, but somehow I've managed to reach six feet two inches, some five inches taller than either of them and I can only add that thank heavens I've taken after Mum and not Dad in looks and ways. 

Much as Dad's doing well, I'd hate to look as miserable as he does or be so wrapped up in making money that I couldn't enjoy life. And I'd hate to be as fat as he is, for that matter.

So back to me – I've been at Uni for the past three years – all I need now is a job; something to do with computers preferably. 

Speaking of enjoying life, I'm not going to tell you all the details of how I lost my virginity but I did manage to do so, a few years back. It happened at a rather wild and boozy Christmas party; and I don't even know who I screwed, to be honest, but one thing I will say is that it was a family party with some aunts and nieces there – so I'm still curious about who my partner-in-crime was! I won't tell you how old I was either; all I know is that my penis, which I'd better tell you now, is almost exactly eight inches long and uncut, performed well by all impressions. Twice!

My other family member is my sister Kim; a cute Facebook-rapt kid who seems to think that selfies are the most important part of her life, so far as I can see. But she's a fun sister to have and diligent with it on the whole; she's been working full time at the chemist shop down at the local centre; she was the assistant manager at the time of our "troubles". She'd have gone to work there when she left school but she had to wait until she was over 18 and now I think she's got her career fairly well mapped out.

Oh and she's pretty as well; she takes after Mum so she's quite generous up top and she's got a really cute face, when she's not posing for her camera! I've seen her Facebook photos – she's showing a heck of a lot of her cleavage in them! Despite her charms I don't think she's got a steady boyfriend; I mean she doesn't seem to go out with any bloke more than once – perhaps she's just not ready for anything serious yet. 

I won't say that she's a blonde because the next time I see her she'll probably have dyed her hair black or green or some other colour. She's got a gorgeous bum too, not that I'm an arse man but even so it's worth a second look whenever I catch her in her undies!

So, back to the story. Because Dad was so 'vital' to his work, in his eyes at least, he made a momentous decision to rent a one bedroom flat that the company owned, right next to where he worked, just for himself. It made sense in a way; the company let him have it on the cheap and he was on the spot for work so it saved him a heck of a lot of driving – "time is money" he told us – and so he left us to our temporary lives while he concentrated on his career. It would only be while they rebuilt the house; perhaps a year at most.....and I'm not entirely sure that Mum sounded all that put out when he told her of his decision.

Oh well, their relationship was for them to sort out, not me, but if Mum didn't miss him then nor did I to be honest, because from my point of view I was quite pleased that he was out of the way. He was making us all miserable by being a right old moaner about the whole matter; although perhaps I don't really blame him.

But he was a grumpy old fart at the best of times quite honestly and the atmosphere seemed to warm up considerably as soon as he moved out.

Mum and sis were fine – they could both easily commute to work, leaving me to enjoy some peace; even if I was supposed to be working on job applications. 

Oh – speaking of job details, since I have to list my statistics on every bloody application I might as well list them here too:

Name – Christopher James Wright

Age – 22

Height – Six feet two inches

Weight – 12 stone 3 pounds (171 pounds)

Hair colour – mid brown

Eyes – blue

Tattoos – none

Smoke – no

Drink – occasionally

State of health – excellent

Clean Current Driving Licence

Etc, etc......

Actually I'd done all my CV work on-line and since I'd loaded my credentials onto quite a number of job worksites and some agencies as well, I was now more or less just waiting for offers to come in. Not the ideal way to find a job but I wasn't that keen to start work just yet; I was happy just spending my days surfing...... 

Surfing – well, you know what I mean; browsing porn really!

I'd had my day down to a fine art before that prat screwed things up and now I got myself back into routine once more; as soon as Mum and sis had headed out in the morning, the laptop was on and my favourite porn sites were opened. I'd use a split screen set-up so I could read an erotic story and watch a porn clip at the same time....with some more "suitable for work" site minimised as well, just in case.

Out would come my cock, already up and hard as usual and I'd settle down to enjoy a soothing wank that I'd probably drag out for an hour or more.

Occasionally I'd be overcome by a need for quick release and I'd whack one out inside a few minutes – and then rebuild for a slower, more laid-back second cumming.

I've no idea where I got my eight inch penis from; from what 'little' I'd ever seen of Dad he didn't have anywhere near as much hanging there as I did, so perhaps I was a throwback from someone from the past. Still, I didn't worry about that; all that mattered was that my penis would stand up for me when I needed him to....and he certainly spent a lot of time doing that! 

My comfy morning wank would be followed by a light lunch; some genuine browsing, occasionally even looking for jobs and then a return to my beloved porn for another session before the workers returned home. I need hardly add that my evenings followed much the same pattern except when I chose to go out to do some socialising, although that was severely limited due to financial shortages, inevitably.

Ah, sorry, I do seem to have been a bit heavy on the sex bit – there were other things in my life!

I did also go out to the gym twice a week – Mum paid my subscription, thank heavens; I did some distance cycling at least once a week and I spent quite a while genuinely studying at the library too. And before the crash I used to mow our lawns – and the neighbour's lawn regularly and keep Dad's, Mum's and my car clean as well. 

(Actually mine needed rust remover rather than polish....)

Sex didn't rule my life – well, not entirely!

And so life would have continued relatively smoothly....until another disaster hit us. 

It was discovered that the property we were renting, courtesy of the insurance company, was only available for six months and now our time was just about up. 

Everyone chased around to find us another home, but the insurance company kept procrastinating and generally screwing us around, until Mum lost her rag and took over.

In some years rental properties seem to be everywhere but at the time of our disaster available and suitable properties were both few and far between and damn expensive too, it seemed – certainly too expensive for the insurance company to consider. 

So Mum was quite pleased when she managed to find us a large caravan for a nominal rent. They wanted high summer rental prices but Mum beat them down, presumably by taking the place through into the off-peak months too. Whatever, she quickly moved us all out while threatening to sue the insurance company – and while sis and I threatened to sue Mum for sticking us in such a shitty abode!

Fortunately it was an on-site static trailer so at least it had all mod cons and it was a 40-footer and there were three bedrooms so we didn't have to share too much. But we did have to share the bathroom and there was just the one basic lounge or sittingroom where once upon a time we'd had two spacious downstairs rooms.

Unfortunately however, one of the unconsidered consequences of our move was that Kim had no choice but to give up her job. We were now out on the opposite side of town to her work and she just couldn't get to her workplace without taking three buses and about two hours each way at her own expense so, given her comparatively low wage, she had to give her job up. And it was at that point that I realised that my life, once nicely ordered, had become complicated with two of us 'at home' pretty well all the time; my peace shattered.

Look – peace is relative. Having time for a leisurely wank in your own room is perfect; but if your sister is as likely as not going to bang on the door at any moment and want your company then there's no peace – wanking on tenterhooks doesn't work....you need guaranteed peace for a decent length of time..... Somehow, locking yourself in the bathroom doesn't create the same degree of peace; you may not have anyone barging in, but they can still knock on the door and interrupt your thought processes.

Ok – there's always the nighttime to enjoy some penile pleasures but that's not the same as having a leisurely wank during the day.

And then too, the walls of the caravan were so thin so any activity really needed to be as silent as possible.

Back home we'd never been a family for locked doors. Ok – we didn't usually just charge into one another's rooms without knocking first; we did respect each other's privacy but family members were fairly free to come and go because as far as I could tell, none of us had anything particular to hide – except possibly me and my wanking! But I certainly wasn't used to locking my door day and night.....

It was therefore with considerable panic that I scrambled to cover up my naked, aroused self that morning soon after we moved into the van when my sister slammed the door open and burst into my room.

"Guess what!" she shouted excitedly as the door crashed back against the wall, "I've just got a tax refu......ck, oh fuck!"

"Get out you cow!" I yelled back, ignoring her words; flailing flaps of duvet billowing everywhere as I tried to cover myself, "Fuckin' knock, will you!"

"What? Why – what's going on?" asked Kim, her eyes lighting up with alarm, "What's up? What you doing?"

I was still trying to ensure that the important bit of me was under cover when Kim chuckled.

"Oh, I see – you were playing with yourself, weren't you?" she said as she came nearer, patting the duvet perilously close to where my cock was still remarkably hard.

I wasn't entirely sure how to handle this except to go on the offensive so I continued to shout at her.

"What the fuck's it got to do with you," I shouted, "Just fuckin' leave me alone!"

"Huh – all I wanted to do was to tell you something," Kim said, looking somewhat contrite.

"Tell me later," I replied testily, holding the duvet firmly down over my groin.

"Well, perhaps I could have given you a hand as well if you'd wanted me to," sis replied softly, "Oh well; perhaps I'd better leave you to it."

With that she turned and left the room, leaving me with a rapidly deflating penis and a wondering mind..... What the hell did she mean with that comment? 

And it made me think back to our lives before this upheaval.....

When we were 'at home' in our old house, Kim and I used to get on fine together on the whole – perhaps because we were quite similar in tastes; perhaps because we had different lives; perhaps because we wanted to support Mum; perhaps because we just liked each other. 

So we seldom if ever rowed and we even actually socialised together occasionally; one or other of us 'visiting' the other in their bedroom of an evening.

All ready for bed, we'd sit on her bed, usually cross-legged and chattering for ages, Kim most likely in her underwear with probably a short dressing gown thrown over the top and me most likely in my boxer shorts. .....and somehow we seemed to take little or no notice of our comparative lack of clothing. 

Mind you, saying that we seemed to take no notice of one another's bodies perhaps isn't entirely true – we just never said anything. But I know that as her dressing gown would more often than not be loose or even undone, so I'd see her boobs, all complete with her little squashed nipples inside her bra and the outline of her little bush in her flimsy panties. 

And I bet now that she too would have been able to see enough of my cock to excite her in the same way I was excited by her. I'd long ago concluded that she'd have been able to see plenty if she'd been interested...but she gave no indications to imply any interest.

We'd chatter away together about music, people, films and whatever was on our minds.

Oddly enough we seldom if ever talked about our boy- and girl-friends; I know I seldom had time or money enough to keep a girlfriend and Kim had worked pretty hard so perhaps she had no regular partner either – whatever, the subject almost never came up.

Because we were just a sociably interacting brother and sister and there had been too many other things in our lives to distract us from such thoughts of relationships and sex! But now, in our caravan home, perhaps there weren't enough things to divert our minds. 

Had things changed now?

Yes, in our humble caravan, with the pair of us relatively idle all day, things now threatened to be somewhat different – with nothing much else to distract ones mind, there are limits as to how often you can see someone in a state of at least partial undress before you become compellingly more interested.




What a Fuck-Up!



And so it was that after Kim had left the room, I found myself regaining my composure mentally, while finding that my physical composure just wouldn't unwind, even though Kim had been fully dressed.

My penis; initially flattened by her presence, now stood hard and proud, seemingly desperate for attention, almost as if he felt he'd missed out on something.

And much as I shook my head to try to knock some commonsense into him, my penis remained as stiff as ever and it wasn't until I'd extracted a thoroughly exuberant orgasm from him that he agreed to behave. He obviously had no moral thoughts about it being wrong to get excited about one's sister!

It was another twenty-four hours before I had a chance to apologise to Kim for shouting at her – she'd gone off on a visit to one of our aunties the day of our confrontation and it was only when I got up relatively early the day afterwards that I remembered to apologise.

Still in my pyjamas I knocked politely on her door, to hear something go 'bonk' on the floor before Kim said "Damn!" and then "Yeah – you can come in."

"Hi Kim, g'morning," I said cheerfully, holding my hand up in a gesture of peace, "Sorry! Just wanted to say sorry about yesterday."

"Should think so too," she said, patting the bed, "You weren't half rude and nasty to me."

"Said I'm sorry," I asked as I closed the door behind me.

"Is it ok if I come in?" I asked cautiously, "What did you want to tell me?"

"Yeah, course it is, sit on the bed. Only wanted to tell you that I'd got a tax refund – it's only a couple of hundred quid but its great.....and I was just happy," she said, "Thought I'd offer to take you out but......"

"Nah – you look after your cash," I replied, "Sweet offer sis, but you come first."

She smiled sweetly back at me and blew me a kiss and I knew that I'd said the right thing; I knew now that she'd probably take me out anyway.

I settled myself cross-legged near the end of her bed as she continued to somewhat vaguely search for whatever it was that she'd dropped until she gave up and concentrated on me. She looked really pretty with her blond hair piled up; her face unaltered by make-up and with a soft pink bed jacket covering her top half. I had no idea what she had on underneath though, if anything.

"What did you drop just before I came in?" I asked but Kim just shook her head.

"Nothing important," she said dismissively, "I'll find it later."

Then she turned on one of those silly, naughty smiles; one that I just knew was going to get me I trouble.

"Come on then, tell me – what were you hiding the other day?" she asked with that impish smile, "I was right wasn't I?"

I found myself blushing uncontrollably and Kim was immediately aware that she'd come to the right conclusion and she laughed.

"Thought as much!" she continued, "It was your dick, wasn't it! You had an erection, didn't you?"

"You should have knocked," I said, hoping to put her on the back foot, but she carried on....

"You always seem to have a damn hard-on," she said, "What is it with you and your penis? Why are you always so horny? You ought to be able to control yourself better!"

Realising that there was no way out of my predicament but feeling rather weirdly excited about this turn of conversation, I tried to make a sensible, controlled reply.

"I can't help it," I said, "You don't know what its like. I don't make him hard; he does that all by himself, all the bloody time!"

"Yeah but there has to be something that sets him off," she replied, "You've got to be thinking of something sexy or he wouldn't get like that."

"Yeah – you!" I blurted out, "And not just thinking about you. Every time I see you you're half undressed; you walk around showing off your tits or your pussy or your arse – I'm a bloke, for fuck's sake, how am I supposed to respond?"

Ok – I was exaggerating somewhat but the message got through although I found that I had to drop my head and avert my eyes coyly as I spoke.

I heard Kim spluttering something but as I looked at the carpet so I spotted something gleaming just under the side of the bed.

"Oh Kim, is this what you dropped" I said as I got up, reached down and, feeling under the bed I pulled out..........a shiny silver pocket-sized vibrator!

"Oh what – oh oooops, sorry Kim!" I said.

"Oh shit!" cried Kim, "Let me have that – oh fuckin hell!"

She reached out and tried to grab it from me but I realised that I was holding some very incriminating evidence, so I smartly moved it out of her reach and held it up as I stood beside the bed and now it was Kim's turn to go red.

"So I guess you keep yourself under control with this, do you?" I said, holding it up to my nose and sniffing it loudly, immediately feeling movement down below my waist which I tried to ignore.

"Don't be dirty! Give it back," she said, making an ineffectual swipe at the vibrator.

There seemed to be a faint odour of pussy on the vibrator and I smiled as I looked at Kim.

"Been using it this morning, eh?" I asked and Kim rather unexpectedly nodded; her mouth curling with embarrassment. 

"Had to," she said, "I got chatted up yesterday; he was hunky and gorgeous and I can't get him out of my mind."

"See – you're just like me really," I said pointing and shaking the vibrator at her, "So imagine that this is your hard-on – you can take it away and turn it off when you don't want it, can't you? But I'm stuck with my cock; it's there all the time and all I've got to do is to see something that turns me on and 'bang'; there he is."

"Like this?" asked Kim and as I looked at her she opened her bed jacket and flashed her near-on perfect naked tits at me, shaking them quickly before hiding them once more!

"Fuckin' hell!" I exclaimed involuntarily, "Jesus – don't do that!"

"Why not – they're mine," said Kim, smirking, "I can do what I like with them can't I; why what's wrong with them?"

"Nothing," I said, feeling the blood rushing to my cheeks and to my cock, "Nothing at all. They're just bloody gorgeous!"

But instead of Kim being ashamed or embarrassed she was chuckling and staring – straight at my erection that had popped up in seconds.

"Oh no," I moaned, "Not again!"

From a hanging position he'd remarkably quickly risen to a horizontal angle; thus tenting the material of my pyjamas obscenely; and with another involuntary jerk he raised upwards to point almost at the ceiling, the movement fluttering my pyjamas excitedly! And it was at this point that I remembered that I wasn't wearing underpants, mine having been discarded when I had a wank last night.

"Gosh – that's impressive!" Kim said, her eyes not wavering from the sight of my very stiff penis quivering under the material, "Guess you liked what you saw!"

I wasn't sure if I should just stand there and blush; turn around; cover him up or simply leave the room but since this was obviously a matter that Kim had become fixated on, it needed sorting out, one way or another, so instead I moved and sat down on the bed again.

"Told you, didn't I," I said, "There's nothing I can do to stop him and all it needs is something such as your tits being on show and it happens."

"And then the only way to get him to go down is to have a wank?" asked Kim but I shook my head.

"If I wait long enough he'll go down eventually," I said......

"But if you wait long enough something else will probably happen to bring him up again, yeah?" asked Kim, as she showed that she understood the situation.

I nodded quickly, knowing that even something as simple as a discussion about sex would keep him up and ready.

"So – what are going to do with him this time?" she asked, a sexy smile playing on her lips, her eyes sparkling.

"I'll have to do the same as usual," I said, "So I'll just leave if you don't mind."

"You're not taking my vibrator with you!" said Kim suddenly reminding me that I was still holding it, "Shame we can't do a swap!"

"Eh?" I queried, "Do what?"

"Nah – just having silly thoughts – might have been nice to have a penis to play with and let you play with my vibrator!" she said, a wicked grin playing on her face, "Still, wouldn't work unless you stayed here, would it?"

So saying she flopped backwards on the bed, her jacket held fast by one button near her neck but now falling open below to reveal her smooth trim tanned midriff; her cute tummy button and the underside of her breasts – and the fact that she was wearing knickers, damn it, even if they were merely scraps of semi-transparent material.

My penis jerked violently and a shiver ran all through me as I felt my foreskin slide back off my knob.

"Bloody hell Kim," I groaned, "You don't half look good! You shouldn't tease me though; it's not fair!"

"Hmmmmmm, who said I was teasing?" she replied seductively, as she ran her hands up and down her smooth thighs.

"You what?" I queried, "What are you on about?"

"Well, I want my vibrator back so perhaps I'll have to do an exchange with you to get it," she said, "Let me see your penis and I'll let you see where I put my vibrator!"

I was nearly off my head with excitement; long had I lusted after my sister despite knowing full well that she was way off limits, but here she was as good as offering herself to me! And incest or not, there was no way that I could turn down the offer of some good clean sexual stimulation and exploration!

I tried to defend my position of lofty righteousness but I couldn't keep it up.

"We're not supposed to do things like that," I said in hushed tones as I handed her vibrator back to her, "It's wrong, bad, nasty!"

"No it's not," said Kim, "Its just finding out, that's all. How am I supposed to find the right bloke if I don't know what I'm looking for? How will I know if he's got all the right bits? How will I know if they work properly if I don't find out first? So you can help."

"But.....but......why me?" I asked, not knowing what else to say.

"Cos you're here and 'cos you love me and 'cos you wouldn't be nasty to me," said Kim, using loads of warped logic, "Anyway, I only want to look, for heaven's sake!"

The intervening few moments had been enough for my penis to get very excited; sufficiently so for him to begin to leak and Kim's eyes now locked onto my pyjamas.

"Look," she said, pointing, "You're getting all wet – you peeing yourself?"

I obviously knew what was happening and I groaned and covered my errant penis with my hand, the touch against his flesh causing him to jerk and leak even more.

"Oh bloody hell," I moaned, "No, its not pee, you stupid thing!"

"I'm not stupid – I just don't know.....that's why I want to find out," said Kim and in the face of thinking like that, what else could I do but give in!

"I'm going to get in trouble for this," I said, "What's the betting?"

"Not from me you won't," said Kim brightly as she sat up again, "Come on, lie down on the bed so I can do some exploring!"

Like a lamb to the slaughter I complied, feeling my penis tingling as the material of my pyjamas moved over the exposed skin of my knob as I lay down. At least my erection wasn't quite so noticeable now that I was horizontal but there was no question that he was still very hard and the damp patch was still clearly visible.

Kim propped herself on one elbow on a pillow as she gazed at me, her eyes scanning me from head to toe, missing nothing I guess and for a while we just lay there until finally I just couldn't wait any longer.

"Well come on then, where do you want to start?" I asked and Kim sort of flapped her hands around.

"I don't know, that's why I want to explore," she explained, "I've obviously seen a boy's top half and his legs too but it's the bit in the middle – how do I get at it? I don't even know if your pyjamas undo or just slide down."

"What – you've never seen a man's cock and his balls?" I asked and Kim blushed.

"Not properly," she said, "Not up close. I've touched a man's thingy over his jeans but that's as far as I've been so far. And that's boring.....!"

"So if I slide my pyjamas down, you'll be able to see everything then won't you?" I replied and Kim nodded her head, quickly and obviously enthusiastically, her tongue seductively sliding over her parted lips.

"Mmmmm, yes please, will you.....please. Let me see!" she replied, her quivering fingers over her mouth as she spoke.

"Ok – well here goes then," I said as I lifted my hips off the bed and hooked my thumbs into the waistband, "You ok with this?"

"Yeah, ooooh yeah!" exclaimed Kim, all too eagerly, I thought, "Come on then!"

Sliding the elastic over my bum first I pushed my pyjamas down until my penis formed a large tent above me; then I brought my thumbs round to the front and unhitched the elastic-waisted material, letting my erection slap down onto my belly.

Moments later and my pyjamas were round my knees and I was exposed to Kim's excited gaze.

Her eyes were on stalks and her tongue was busy as her mouth hung open.

"Bloody hell – what's that?" she exclaimed, "I never knew they could get like that! Well, not really, not in real life."

"What on earth do you mean, Kim," I asked, flexing my erection up and down, a small bubble of precum forming at the tip as I did so, "They all get like this."

"I thought only porn stars were that big – I've seen them on DVDs and in mags but I thought they were all, you know, special," she continued breathlessly, "Or are you special?"

"I'm a little bit bigger than average," I said, flushing with pride, "Or so I understand, but don't forget he's erect; he's not always like this."

"Yours is," said Kim, "Anyway, I don't care, it looks bloody good; that's all that matters."

I continued to lay there, glowing with the praise Kim had been heaping on my penis until finally she decided to make the next move.

"Can I touch it?" she asked, not really waiting for an answer, her hand extending until it was hovering right above my twitching cock.

I watched her with bated breath; her hand actually quivering with suppressed desire.

"Yeah. Go on then, touch him," I said, my voice shaking with emotion, "Put your hand on him."

I reached out to grasp her hand but she pulled away.

"No, I'll do it; let me," she said.....and slowly her hand descended until her fingers rested lightly over my shaft.

I sucked in a quick breath through tight lips, feeling my penis jerking as if to encourage her.

"Is it ok?" Kim asked, "Can I hold it?"

God, if she didn't get hold of it soon I'd go bloody mad!

"Please Kim, yes, hold him, put your fingers round him; feel how hard he is!" I groaned, "It's ok, you won't hurt me."

Slowly her small fingers wrapped themselves around my shaft and I felt her thumb rubbing against the ridge of my knob.

"Oo-oo-oo-oo! Squeeze him, rub him," I breathed shudderingly as putting my hand down on top of hers, "Like this!"

Slowly I made her hand slide up and down my shaft, discovering my whole body to be tingling with suppressed excitement. I so wanted to really power my cock through her fist; to demonstrate his potency and prowess but I knew that I just couldn't scare Kim off or this might be my first and last bit of horizontal pleasure with her!

Instead I just tried to let her take her time; let her discover for herself; let her get used to the feeling of a generous penis in her hand.

And liking it she certainly was as she looked up at me and smiled broadly.

"Isn't he hot and hard?" she exclaimed eventually, "Your skin's so soft but he's like a rock underneath."

"Mmmmmm," I moaned in reply, "And your hand's so lovely and cool too."

I let her explore while gently helping her with my hand held over hers for a while until I moved my hand away and let her play on her own. Softly her hand caressed my penis, my throbbing, jerking, twitching, teased penis and my vision seemed to blur as her touch thrilled me.

I heard myself breathing; deep sucked-in breaths and long expelled lungfuls of air, all through my quivering, shivering mouth; as Kim drove me crazy! 

"That's precum, isn't it?" I heard Kim say and I looked down to see a small oozing of crystal clear fluid being expelled from the tip of my cock. It rolled fluidly over my knob before dripping slowly onto my abdomen.

"Yeah," I breathed, "It starts coming once I get excited; there'll be more and more later on."

"You're getting excited are you?" said Kim, "You're not the only one; so am I!"

Her eyes were glittering with fascination as she continued to gently rub my shaft and I encouraged her to explore further.

"Let your fingers come up over the top bit," I said, "Get some of that precum on your fingers and see how much better your fingers can move."

I put my hand back on hers and moved her small fingers over the few drips of precum, making them touch it gently. Her fingers made contact for a moment before she pulled them away, producing a connecting link between the viscous fluid and her skin; a clear thin strand of precum that stretched out for several inches before it broke.

"Oooh!" exclaimed Kim, "Didn't know it was like that; cute isn't it?"

I wouldn't have said it was 'cute' but if that was what she thought it was then fine with me, just so long as she did it again.

"Touch it again," I asked and she did, her fingers now moving unaided by me as they touched and moved away repeatedly – until another little dribble of precum emerged as reinforcement to the first few drips. 

There was more this time and Kim looked excited.

"Is it ok to touch?" she asked and I nodded urgently.

"Yeah, yeah, go on, touch it, please!" I said, pleading silently as I spoke, "Spread it over the top."

"Like this?" she asked as her fingers began to slide around, "Ooohhh gosh, isn't that slippery!"

"Spread it everywhere," I pleaded, "Feels so nice....."

Unbidden, her fingers did as I requested and it wasn't all that long before Kim had really got into the action, another oozing blob being spread everywhere so that my crown was now a glistening dome of smooth, slippery, shiny flesh and even my shaft was showing signs of being lubricated.

I was shivering with pent-up feelings; Kim was unintentionally teasing me mercilessly, her touch was so wonderful but so tentative that it was purgatory!

"You alright?" I asked and Kim nodded, her hand moving slowly up and down the length of my penis.

"Yeah fine, I like this," she said, "Amazing how nice it feels. How about you, are you enjoying it too?"

"Mmmmmm," I moaned, "Could you rub a bit harder do you think? Sort of squeeze my cock as you move your hand.....ooooh, yeah, like that. Oh God yeah, like that!"

A more generous trickle of precum emerged, eliciting a "Wow" from Kim and then her squeezing, rubbing fingers slid upwards and engulfed the slippery fluid, spreading it back down over my shaft and then up over my knob.

"He's so hot and stiff," she repeated, gripping me firmly, "Feels as if he's really throbbing."

"That's cos you're making him excited," I said, "Just carry on like that though – please don't stop!"

"Wasn't going to!" said Kim as her fingers worked a bit faster, "Getting the hang of this now."

"Yeah, you're doing fine," I panted, "Lovely, super, bloody fantastic!"

"How long do you want me to keep doing this?" asked Kim, her fingers still sliding steadily up and down, "I know that a man cums when he's having sex, but when does that happen?"

"Not long now!" I said, "I'll tell you when to stop!"

It wasn't going to be all that long but now I started to think more clearly.

Here was I about to shoot spunk all over my sister's bed and I wasn't entirely sure that I should!

She'd never seen a man cum before, that was obvious – except on film presumably – and she certainly wouldn't appreciate the mess and the smell....especially not on her bed and I couldn't even see a box of tissues anywhere – or even a towel.




What a Fuck-Up!



I decided that I'd better get her to stop soon; before I had an accident. I'd be able to go and finish myself off in private in my own room. 

Kim's hand was still at work but now I covered her hand and slowed her movements.

"Getting close," I said, "Don't want to make a mess everywhere!"

"Why, do you shoot stuff like those porn stars?" she asked naively, "Let's see!"

With that she pushed my hand away and began to move more firmly and quickly up and down my penis, bringing exquisite feelings to my body, my mind and to my balls.

"Oh fuck," I moaned, "Stop that, slow down!"

"No – won't!" she said excitedly, "I want to see it!"

But my nerve was deserting me! This was the first time I'd ever been in a sexual situation with my sister; the first time ever in our house (well, trailer) with anyone; one of the first times I'd ever been sensually masturbated – and it was all too much!

"No – no," I cried, leaping up from the bed, "No, don't!"

I could already feel those unstoppable quivers arriving; I'd be cumming uncontrollably in a matter of moments and it was private – for my eyes only.

I threw myself at the door, my hand fatefully around my penis; fatefully because my own touch was now bringing me ever closer to eruption!

And at that moment I heard something; the door to the caravan opening and Mum's voice calling out.

"Hi kids," she called, "I'm home!"

"Oh fuck!" I exclaimed, one hand full of almost-erupting penis, the other holding my pyjamas up around my thighs. I dashed through the nearest door; into the bathroom, where I stood like a lemon, shivering uncontrollably as my orgasm took hold of me.

"Aaaaahhhhh!" I groaned, my hand automatically stropping my urgent penis, "Oh fuck, yesssss!"

An eruption jetted from my cock a clear four feet across the room, to splatter against the shower curtain!

And at that very moment the door opened and Mum appeared, busy undoing and dropping her trousers and knickers! 

"Oooohhhhh fuck!" I groaned, unable to suppress my voice, while another blast of sperm erupted as I stood there in the middle of the bathroom, "Aaaaaagghhhhh, ooooohhhhh!" 

She didn't initially see me until she turned to sit down on the toilet, by which time her clothes were around her ankles and I was squirting for the third time, I think.

"Oh my god! What on earth do you think you're doing?" she said quietly as she began to pee, "Ahhhhh – can't stop; gotta pee.....oh god, what the heck are you doing?"

A last spurt of cum volleyed onto the shower curtain as she spoke...... I still had my cock in my hand; the urgency of an orgasm overcoming all over rules.

She was facing me as she sat there, her legs apart as she peed while I continued to stand before her, panting heavily and dripping spunk everywhere.

"Oh fuck!" I said, starting to panic, "Sorry Mum, I'm sorry, didn't know you were coming in!"

"Calm it!" she said, holding her hands up, palms facing me, "Not a lot we can do now, is there?"

I couldn't answer but Mum wasn't fazed.

"Never mind," she said, "You can't help it at your age and I shouldn't have just barged in but you could have kept it in your bedroom, couldn't you."

I nodded shamefacedly, my eyes fixed on Mum's bushy pussy with her lips split apart as she pissed, still holding my penis that seemed to be showing no signs of deflating.

"Phew – had to go," said Mum as she finished peeing and wiped herself, "Now, stand still – let's see, where do we go from here?"

I still couldn't answer intelligently but fortunately Mum continued.....

"Well I can hardly pretend that I didn't see that," she said, "So I might as well admit it; that was some orgasm you just had and that's a damn good looking penis you've got there Chris."

My eyes jerked upwards and my head did too as I focussed on Mum, who still sat there with her pussy still exposed. My cock also jerked and stiffened even more.

"So what got you all excited then?" she asked and I found myself completely lost for words, yet again. 

I could hardly admit that my sister had been wanking me, could I?

"A.....a....a sexy story I was reading," I said, covering up quickly, "And I couldn't find a towel in my room...."

"At least you did it in here and not in front of your sister!" said Mum, "What if she'd have barged in instead of me?"

'She'd have loved it!' I thought.

And Mum must have had the same thought.

"Hmmmm, second thoughts, she'd have stood and watched," she said, "Or joined in! Speaking of which, come here."

Obediently I shuffled forward until I was only a few feet from Mum but she beckoned me even closer and finally I stood close enough for her to practically smell the scent my hot cock was giving off. I'd let go of him by now but he still stood erect, a small streamer of cum hanging from the exposed knob.

"Just as well you didn't lock the door – I'd have peed myself," she said and then Mum put her hand up and took hold of him!!!

"Ooooh fuck!" I groaned as her fingers wrapped around my shaft, "Ooooh Mum!"

"Hmmmm, he's big isn't he?" she asked rhetorically, "Definitely bigger than your Dad – quite a bit bigger in fact."

Her hand moved up and down my shaft, her experienced fingers gathering up and spreading out the slippery cum, smoothing it all over my knob and down the shaft, her hand sliding my foreskin up and down as she played.

For a little while the only sounds were our breathing and the gently slicking sounds of Mum's fist moving my foreskin over my knob until Mum spoke once more.

"Feels lovely darling," she said, "Makes me all excited, excuse me, won't you!"

And with that her hand moved down to cover her pussy, her fingers immediately busy in her slit.

"Ohhhh yessssss," she moaned, her hand working faster and harder on my cock, "God, I'm soaked already!"

Her hips were shaking as she sat there astride the toilet, both of her hands now fully occupied and her breath was now coming in juddery bursts.

"Ooooh Chris, this is so naughty!" she said, both hands busy, "Can't stop though, can't stop now!"

Her legs were splayed wider and her pussy was now visibly split as she excited her clitoris, she even seemed to be leaking fluid from her hole into the toilet as she played; I guessed it was a bit like my precum. She was panting fast now and her hands were working flat out and now even I was beginning to feel some urgency.

"Ohhh bloody hell Mum, careful," I moaned, as her hand rubbed hard over my knob, "You're going to make me cum again if you're not careful!"

"Oh God yesssss – cum, cum Chris, cum for me!" she said, her fingers now a blur at her pussy; her hand on my cock working faster and harder "You've got to let me see it!"

Her mouth was open now as she panted and worked on me; her hand gripping my erection firmly.

"Oh Mum, nearly there...nearly there.....! Ahhhh here it cums Mum," I groaned as I felt things begin to happen, "Gonna cum in a moment!"

And as I spoke Mum changed her grip and pulled me yet closer to her. Moments later she opened her mouth wide and just let me slide smoothly between her lips; the touch of her lips causing an immediate eruption.

"Ahhhhgh!" I cried quietly as my hips thrust my cock deep into her mouth, "Oh yesss Mum, cummming, here it cums!"

I felt the first spasm of cum as it left my cock and I felt each and every eruption as I squirted my hot, slippery, sticky juice into my mother's mouth.

I heard her gulp as she swallowed; then she blew spunk back all over me as her own orgasm created mayhem within her.

"Oooohhhh!" she grunted around my spunky penis, "Cummmmmming, I'm cummming too!"

I could see her fingers hard at work on her clit as she orgasmed and attempted to gather all my spunk at the same time and I felt her body shaking and quivering until she finally quieted and everything eased off.

But Mum was good and was experienced and somehow she'd managed to not only swallow all but a tiny dribble of my cum but she'd also managed to suck my cock clean and to have an orgasm of her own as well; multi-tasking at a wonderfully exciting level!

She leaned back and allowed my penis to slide from her mouth, her lips giving it a parting sticky kiss, then her fingers came up and wiped her lips and also collected the stray dribble of cum from her chin before she licked her fingers clean with relish.

"Hmmmm, you're tasty!" she said quietly, "Lovely young spunk, nice and thick too!"

"And you're good!" I replied but Mum shook her head.

"No, I'm bad!" she said with a big smile, "No way should we have done that, but I'll take the blame, not your fault really."

"Thanks Mum, but what now?" I asked as I pulled up my pyjamas and tucked my penis away, "Have I got to pretend that didn't happen as well?"

Mum looked deep into my eyes, her own eyes holding my attention.

"Chris my darling," she said, "I don't know how we got here but I really enjoyed that, brief though it may have been. So if you think you can take him away when I've only sampled him, you've another think coming!"

"Wow!" I said, "So we can do that again?"

"Well, something like that," said Mum, "Hmmmmm, let's see.....Kim's off to see her auntie again on Wednesday, so I'll get off work early, ok? Let's make a date for three o'clock, shall we?"

"Great!" I enthused, "Wow – I can't believe it!"

"Nor can I actually," said Mum, "I'm breaking all the rules but you might be the answer to all my prayers!"

"Eh?" I queried.

She put a finger to her lips.

"Not a word gets out," she said, "But your Dad is bloody useless in bed now – well, he has been for years quite honestly.....and I've been getting so frustrated. And now this.....!"

"So you want me to have sex with you?" I said, quite gobsmacked and Mum nodded.

"Well, what else?" she said, "I wouldn't have told you that if I didn't think you could do his job for him!"

I shook my head in disbelief. An hour or so ago I'd popped in, innocently enough, to visit my sister, only to have her come on to me and want to explore me all over! And when I'd lost my nerve, Mum had taken over and now wanted more!

"Come on then," said Mum, pointing at the floor, "You'd better clean up that lot and then get out of here. Take a shower; you need one and your sister won't be quite so suspicious of us, perhaps."

Understanding, I stripped off, seeing Mum's eyes scan over my body as I stepped into the shower, then I waited until she was tidied up and ready to leave before turning the shower on, the noise helping to disguise the sound of her departure.

A quick once over and I was fresh and fit for the world and a few minutes later I was in my room, busily drying myself off with a large towel.

Peace reigned for a while, in fact for so long that I eventually plucked up the courage to venture out of my room. I was not a bit scared that I'd meet Kim who would berate me for leaving her just at the interesting part or who would want to know all about my visit to the bathroom with Mum.....or that I'd meet Mum who might also decide to ask interestingly awkward questions.

But it was quiet, although I eventually found Mum in a corner of the lounge with a cup of coffee and a magazine, looking gorgeous and innocent as ever in a pretty blouse and short skirt.

"Hello Chris," she said, her nose wrinkling, "You smell better! All ok?"

"Yeah fine," I said, still uncertain of how to deal with my mother, "Where's Kim?"

"Nipped out to the bank," she said, "Just you and me here....."

I sat down near Mum and looked at her. No, she hadn't changed; she was still just my lovely Mum, still as pretty as ever, with her proud breasts to the fore – she hadn't suddenly become a sex-hungry fiend or anything!

"Did you....did you mean what you said," I asked, still shaken and Mum nodded slowly.

"And you'd better be here!" she said, "And don't wank before I get home!"

Once again I was shaken although my penis now strained against my jeans, a sight that Mum immediately noticed.

"And don't wear him out either!" she said with a grin and sliding one finger down my erection's length, "I want him fully loaded and in good working order!"

I noticed Mum lick her lips as she eyed and touched my erection and her eyes were aglow with excitement.

"I can't wait," she said, "It's terribly naughty but since your Dad's gone off I do so need a cock!"

"Mum!" I exclaimed, but she shushed me.

"Don't you get horny?" she asked, "Of course you do – well, so do I! Oooooh – I could so easily come and rape you right now!"

My cock threatened the very fabric of my jeans as he tried to escape and Mum's hand went to her groin, a soft moan coming from her lips as she flipped her skirt out of the way.

"Chris, go and find something to do – leave me alone, you sod!" she said, her hand now rubbing over her panties, "Oooh God – I can't help it!"

Reluctantly I rose and with a last thrust of my penis at Mum's face I trotted off outside and busied myself cleaning our windows, a job I'd long promised to do.

I needed something mundane to do to bring me down from the excitement of the last half hour; to let my hormones calm down; to let my penis deflate; to unscramble my horny mind; to get over this sudden double burst of incest!

Kim had obviously decided that she'd make the most of her outing which was presumably to bank her refund and she'd gone shopping afterwards and she didn't return to the caravan until almost six, by which time the windows were all shiny clean and Mum had our dinner all ready to eat.

Quietly, with no more than the usual pleasantries, we settled down to eat and afterwards I helped Mum to wash up, our hips bumping occasionally in the confined space as usual but with a bit more of an erotic touch now. She winked at me every so often and I had to concentrate on the dishes to keep my cock under control and I was fine until we'd finished, when Mum put her arms round me and kissed me.

"Thank you darling," she said, "You've been so helpful today!"

And with that one of her hands dropped and rubbed firmly over my penis as he lay, semi-erected. Seconds later and he was rock hard instead, causing me to breathe in quickly.

"Oooh Mum!" I said under my breath, "That's not fair!"

"Just something to remember me by!" she said as if I needed any help, "Don't forget Wednesday!"

She was being so wanton and eager to play now that I could hardly control myself – the bitch!

But somehow the rest of the evening passed uneventfully, helped perhaps because there were some gooey love story films on TV that held Mum's interest and because Kim retired to her room to listen to some music she'd bought.

And although my penis stood to attention as usual to demand his bedtime treat, I desisted for now; he was going to be rationed at least until I knew how much he was needed elsewhere!

And then, oh God, it was the weekend and we were all home together and my restraint was tested time and time again.

Both the ladies in my life seemed intent on teasing me. Possibly it was unintentional on their behalf, but I think not, especially as it had never happened to this degree before.

First of all my sister found time to parade round the lounge with a t-shirt on but with no bottom half – just her skimpy knickers! And she wasn't wearing a bra either; her small nipples were pushing tiny mounds up as I looked at her – and each time she was near me she seemed to find reason to stretch her body. 

Mum was having a lie-in when Kim exposed herself to me, the second time a definite blatant exposure as her knickers were some I hadn't seen before and which were almost entirely transparent! But then, before I could do anything to respond she went back to her room, just leaving me to throb uncomfortably.

An hour or so later and Mum got up – and did more or less the same, only worse!

"Morning darling," she said as she saw me, "How are you today?"

And as she walked towards me so her dressing gown spread partially open to reveal her pretty hairy pussy to me again! She was naked under her gown and I even saw a flash of a breast and a big brownish nipple.....

"Oooops!" she said as she languidly covered herself up, "Never mind, you've seen it before!"

And with that she departed to the bathroom and once again my poor cock felt the constraint of my jeans as he tried to tear his way out.

And the whole weekend went on like that with both ladies providing me with endless teasers, from breasts to bums and eventually I had no option but to get out of the caravan or have an accident! I took my bike and cycled to the gym where I worked off quite a bit of energy. I even considered buying some energy pills to boost me for the forthcoming week but then realised that I couldn't really afford them. I'd just have to eat well and get plenty of relaxation time ready for Wednesday.

Despite several other exhibitions of unwarranted naked female flesh I survived the weekend and now was able to face the new week with just my sister to contend with, although I had yet to plan an escape route, should one be necessary.

But as it happened I got two offers for interviews and spent much of Monday and Tuesday tarting myself up, travelling to and from the interviews and generally being involved in job hunting for a change. And Kim was busy too; she decided to have her hair restyled and seemed to spend much of one afternoon at the hairdressers and she was still absorbed in her new music too.

And so Wednesday arrived at last – how time drags when you're waiting for something!

Kim indeed told me that she was off to see her aunt again; they were quite similar in style if not in age and they got on well, which was fine by me.

She left soon after midday, leaving me with around three hours to get ready for Mum; three hours in which to keep my cock from exploding – and then perhaps another four or five hours to enjoy Mum!

Finally the time arrived. I'd been naked on my bed for ages; my penis as stiff as a board. I'd wanted to grab some sleep but sleep wouldn't come and I'd had to spray myself several times with deodorant as I was so steamy with excitement; hopefully Mum would appreciate the scent and ignore the sweatiness! I was glad that I was healthy too – my heart was hammering away like mad – I was like a teenager on his first date!

And then I heard the door and Mum's voice call out.

"Hello Chris, you home?" she called as she shut the caravan door behind her.

"Yeah Mum, in my bedroom," I called back, giving my penis one last stroke.

"With you in a minute," replied Mum although it was longer than that before she appeared in my doorway.

But the wait was worth it – Mum was just wearing her underwear; lacy black knickers that somehow accentuated her deliciously hairy mound and a matching bra that lifted her generous breasts and just about covered her nipples.

"Wow Mum, you look fantastic!" I groaned, feeling my penis straining hard to join in, "Is this for real?"

"Damn right it is," she replied, almost growling, "I've waited for so long; I've been soaking wet all week darling, come on, I need you right now!"

With that she slid her knickers down and off and now stood with her legs apart, her pubic hair glistening with moisture and with the parted lips of her pussy parted and red.

"Let me have him now!" she said as she climbed onto the bed, "You'll come quickly but so what – what I need is your cock up me – now!"

"Oh God yes Mum, yes," I enthused, "I'm ready, so ready!"

"So I see," she said as she straddled my hips, "At least don't cum until you get inside me, ok."

I nodded as I felt her hand grasp my shaft; my slippery sexy, stiff shaft that she held upright as she started to lower herself down onto me.

I felt the warm wetness of her pussy lips as they engulfed my knob, our combined juices letting him slide so easily into position.

I felt her pussy begin to squeeze at my knob and I just knew that she'd put me over the edge so very quickly. I bit my lip to give me something else to concentrate on as Mum's hot vagina slid down over my penis until her buttocks rested heavily on my hips.




What a Fuckin' Day!



I get to work and everyone's bitchin' and moanin'. Always a start to a fine day. I sit down at my desk and already there's a note from my boss that reads 'LoreLai, see me ASAP...Mr. Caplain.' Fuck, here we go. I get up from my chair, straighten my short skirt, tug on my blouse, and head towards Caplain's office. As I arrive at the door I hear lots of talking already going on. Great, he's not alone. I lightly knock on the door and hear his gruff voice tell me to enter. I walk in and as my boss stands up so does a young hot piece of ass sitting in front of him. Tall, black hair, noticeably ice blue eyes, and a chiseled face. Right off the fuckin' cover of GQ. Nice suit...over dressed for this piece of shit hellhole office.

"LoreLai! Thanks for coming in! I need a favor," says Caplain, walking around the desk and toward me.

Fucking great, I think, still noticing this cool drink of water standing before me. "Yes, sir, what can I do for you?"

"This here is Jake Wallace. He's joining the staff today. I, unfortunately, am off to a meeting in Halifax, but I don't want Jake here to go without the full tour. I knew if I could count on anyone to provide it, it'd be you."

You can count on me to provide whatever the fuck this man needs including a blow job and four-course meal, I think. I say, however, "Yes, sir, shouldn't be a problem at all." Then I turn to Jake, stick my hand out, and say, "Nice to meet you."

"You too, Lore," he says in a sexy, nonchalant voice.

"Ok, I'm gonna leave you two to it," says Mr. Caplain. "I've got to get to the airport. LoreLai, give Jake here the full tour and Jake, get started on the Gibson account after she gets you settled into your office. He'll be in that last office on the left where Cindy used to be." As he grabbed a small suitcase and his coat, he rushed past us calling back, "I'll be back in the office on Monday."

We both watched after him as he stepped into the elevator and left the 9th floor. Finally I turned to Jake and asked, "Ready?"

"Depends...what does the full tour entail exactly?" he asked with a chuckle.

I turned and began to walk away, calling over my shoulder, "Follow me and you'll find out," knowing damn well that he was staring at my ass as he walked a few feet behind me. Good thing I wore my 4" fuck me heels...sends the right message. "So you're taking over Cindy's position?"

"Yeah, I'm starting with the Gibson account, as you heard."

I point to the rooms as we walk down a long corridor..."Copy room...Storage...Supplies...Bill's office...Debbie's office...Men's Room...Women's Room."

"Where's your office?"

"Right next door to yours. We're toward the back of the floor."

"Oh, so we'll be working together?"

"Looks like it."

"Cool."

After taking him through the whole 9th floor, introducing him to the few godforsaken assholes he'd be forced to deal with, I took him to the back of the floor and showed him where our offices were. There were only a few offices back there, most empty. That's where they stuck the newer people to get them out of the way until they decided whether or not you were going to work out. Somehow, I'd managed to get stuck back there permanently. Standing in the doorway to my office, I said, "This is my office." Jake stood next to me and I could feel his manhood from where I was. He was so fuckable, it was unbelievable. He oozed sex. I decided right there and then I'd hafta do him. WWYD...What Would You Do? You would tell me to fuck him for sure. What a great boyfriend you are! I looked down and noticed I'd worn my sexy lil white push up bra under my blouse...the one with the lace. No wonder he hadn't been able to keep his eyes off my tits since we'd been standing in the doorway to my office. I have a great rack and it was on full display this fine morning.

"Nice office," he said, in a monotone voice again.

"Ready to see yours?"

"I'll follow anywhere you lead," he said half with a laugh while he looked down into my eyes. I could feel his body responding to mine as I was responding to his. We exchanged very few words, but the chemistry was unbelievable. Sexual electricity filled the air...all we needed was the opportunity.

I unlocked the door to his office and had forgotten it's set up was a lil different than mine. The light switch isn't on the right of the doorway. I start to feel along the wall and try to find it. It's very dark since we're towards the back of the building. We're lucky to have the goddamned fluorescent bulbs...if I could find the fuckin' switch. He walks in behind me and starts feeling on the wall in the other direction, but as he does so, the door shuts and closes behind him. "Oh shit."

"What?" he asks.

"I can't find the damned light switch," I answer, still feeling slowly along the wall. Finally I run my hand over his and realize he's standing in front of me. I can feel him hovering over me.

"I can't find it either," he says in a deeper voice than before. I can feel him looking down at me even though it's pitch black in the room now. 

I try to catch my breath, and quickly take my hand off his. I end up backing into the desk. "Ouch!"

He reaches forward, wraps his arm around my waist, and pulls me into his body. "Be careful. The dark can be a dangerous place," he says in a low sexy rumble.

"I'm a fan of the dark," I say in a whisper.

"Why's that?"

"For the usual reasons."

"Are you a fan of the dark right now?"

"You haven't heard me complain as of yet."

Without another word, Jake leans in and kisses my lips hard. Ramming his tongue past them, kissing me hungrily. I finally wrap my arms around him and grind his hips tight against me. Sucking his tongue into my mouth...kissing him harder than he kissed me as though it was a fuckin' contest. Finally he pulls away and says "I've been wanting to do that since the moment I laid eyes on you."

"I have no doubt about that."

"Ya know what else I've wanted to do?"

"What?"

He reaches up under my skirt, and rips my panties away from my body. He backs me up and lifts me onto his desk. "I want my cock inside you...right fuckin' now."

"Then what are you waiting for?"

Without another word, he unbuckles his pants, pulls out his cock, and shoves it inside me hard. I'm leaning back on his desk, my hands behind me, as he begins to fuck me. I arch up into him and he reaches around and pulls me forward onto his cock by my hips. Both hands on my hips, he slams me down onto his cock over and over again. Heavy breathing fills the air along with the sweet scent of my cunt. No words, just lil grunting noises until finally he pulls me off the desk and his cock falls out of me. He forcefully spins me around and pulls me back against him. "I'm gonna fuck your ass like it's never been fucked before," he whispers into my ear.

"My man can fuck my ass like there's no tomorrow," I said, thinking back to the session you and I had had the night before.

"Not like this he can't," he says, bending me over the desk. He grabs my legs hard and spreads them apart. "You're about to get it good, you bitch."

He grabs a handful of my hair and pulls it back hard as he rams his cock into my ass. He rips me open and starts to fuck me again. His hips slamming into mine over and over again. His hard thick shaft glistening with my juices ramming in and out of my tight hole. Mercilessly fucking me, using me, taking what he wants. He jerks my head back hard, leans down and kisses my lips. As his tongue penetrates my mouth and his cock penetrates my ass, he moves his hand down and shoves two fingers inside my hot soaking wet cunt. Fucking every hole, owning me from every angle, I have no choice but to succumb to his demands. His mouth demanding I suck his tongue, his fingers demanding me to cum on them, and his cock demanding that I cum harder than ever before. He breaks from our kiss and leans down and bites my neck. I arch back into him, and he cups his hand over my mouth just as I am about to cry out. "Cum on my cock you slut," he whispers. He obviously sensed I was close as my arms and legs began to shake. Moments later, I'm grabbing onto the edge of the desk. 

My pussy begins to seize his fingers and my ass closes in around his cock. My entire body tenses and then explodes onto him. My juices flow all over him as he rides my ass through my cum. Just as my body gives the last lil bit it can, and I begin to come back down to earth, Jake explodes inside me. His cum shoots into me like a fuckin' rocket. His fingertips dig into my hips, his teeth sink into my back, and his cock hammers into me over and over again until every last drop of his cum is in my ass. Obviously lightheaded, he collapses back into his office chair. I lean my hand against the wall...right onto the light switch. I watch as Jake picks my panties up off the floor. As I turn around, I see him wiping his cum off his cock with them. I can't help but smile knowing you will love to see those when I arrive home from work. I begin to straighten myself up....pull my skirt down, tuck in my blouse again, run my fingers through my hair. As I'm satisfied with it, I look up and see him sitting there, his head back, his eyes closed, and his cock still hanging out of his dress pants, half hard.

I reach my hand out and say, "May I have those back?"

"What?" he asks, confused at first, then looking down into his hand to discover my ripped, cum stained panties. "Oh, sorry, I guess I owe you a pair. I normally don't rip panties off a co-worker 'til my second day at the office. My apologies." He weakly smiles up at me and hands me the panties. 

"First time for everything."

"Indeed."

"Well, I'll let you get started on the Gibson account.,"I said, turning and walking towards the door.

"Hey, how about dinner or something after work?"

"Can't, I have a date. Thanks, though."

"How about drinks then before your date?"

"Another time perhaps. Thanks again though," I said, closing his office door behind me.

**************

The rest of the day wasn't as awkward as expected. Somehow after fucking a guy I'd known for a sum total of 30 minutes, I was still able to comfortably work alongside him. We worked on the Gibson file like professionals. As 5pm rolled around and I began to pack up for the day, I heard a knock on my office door. I looked up to see Jake standing there with his tie loosened and his briefcase in his hand. "Hey Lore, you sure I can't talk you into a quick drink? C'mon my treat...anywhere you wanna go, you name it."

"Raincheck, I promise," I say with a smile, thinking how lovely that raincheck will probably end up.

"Fair enough. Have a good time on your date. I'll see ya tomorrow."

"G'nite Jake."

"Hey, about this morning-"

I cut him off and say again, "G'nite Jake."

He smiles. "G'nite LoreLai."

I make my way out of the office, get in my car, and speed off. Unfortunately, I literally speed off, because I'm barely a mile up the interstate and I have blue lights and sirens on my tail. Fuck! This is all I need. I slow down and pull my car off the road and onto the shoulder. I put it in "park", roll down my window, and wait for the cop to come up. I look down quickly...yup, sufficient cleavage, I might be ok yet.

Finally, the cop comes up to the driver's side window and I look at him with doe eyes. To my surprise, he isn't some Barney Fife lookin' motherfucker...he's tall and slim, blonde hair, blue eyes, definitely all-American looking...maybe next month's GQ cover since this month's was already set. "Good evening officer," I said in my most sultry, yet innocent voice.

"Good evening ma'am. Do you know why I pulled you over?"

"I might have been speeding just a tad," I said, looking up at him to see him staring down directly at my tits as I batted my eyelashes. This one's in the bag, I thought. "I'm so sorry, officer. It was such a long day at work. I'm just desperate to get home and get undressed."

"Yes ma'am, though you need to slow it down. You were doing 75 in a 55 mph zone. I'm going to need to see your license and registration."

"Yes sir," I say leaning into the passenger's seat and reaching into the glove compartment to retrieve my registration. As I did so, I could feel my skirt ride up my ass. I was no longer wearing panties...they were securely in my purse. The bottom of my ass was definitely hanging out.I could feel a breeze on it. Oh yeah, this one's in the bag. As I sit up, he shifts where he is standing...obviously "uncomfortable". I handed him the information he asked for, then said, "Again, my apologies. It won't happen again."

"Ma'am, could I get you to step out of the car and back here with me a minute? My computer is acting slow tonight; it'd just be helpful if you could just give me your info as I type it in."

"Certainly," I say as I open my car door, swing my legs out, and stand up slowly. He watches as my long legs walk out ahead of him, my hips sway, my skirt taut over my ass...you could bounce a quarter off it.

"Go ahead and take a seat in the front of my patrol car."

"Sir, yes sir,"I say with a wink as I head to the passenger side of his car. I open the door and step inside, swinging my legs around and crossing them as I point my knees toward the center of the car and shut the door behind me. "What sort of information would you like?"

"Just name, address, that sort of thing," he says as he settles into the driver's seat.

I look over at him and smile. "You could've gotten all that from my license."

He smiles back at me. "Coulda. Would you rather go sit in your car alone or feel protected from the bad guys with a big strong officer at your side?"

"Mmmmmm...this IS a comfy seat."

"Ok, then, first name?"

"LoreLai. Are you gonna write me a ticket?"

"Yes ma'am, I'm afraid I have to."

"Oh officer," I say with urgency in my voice, "please don't. I'm begging you. I promise I will slow down from now on. Just please don't give me a ticket tonight."

"I'm sorry ma'am, but I must. Last name?"

"How can I stop you from writing that ticket?" I ask bluntly. Fuck it. I'm goin' down swingin'.

"Excuse me?"

"What can I do to get you to stop writing?"

"You can't. I've already started writing."

"There must be ways to make you stop."

"No one's found them yet," he said with a smirk as he continued to write.

"I'm sure I could distract you."

"You do seem to be good at that. It's taken all I've got to have written your first name alone."

I run my finger along my breast just above the lacy part of my push up bra. "C'mon officer...stop writing. Let's chat." He watched my finger intently. It was obvious he had a decision to make. "What's your name?"

I'm Mike."

"Ok, Officer Mike, you've stopped writing. So now what?"

"You tell me."

"You saw I'm not wearing any underwear, didn't you?"

"Yes, I noticed that."

I sat back, hiked up my skirt a lil, and spread my legs wide. My pussy came into full view. He gasped as he noticed the lil V-shaped patch of auburn hair. I wet my index finger, sucking it into my mouth momentarily, meeting his gaze, then I reached down and ran it along the slit of my cunt. Mike just stared on in amazement. I sat back in the passenger seat, tilted my head back, closed my eyes and began to moan. I reached down and pulled my breasts out over the top of my bra so Mike could watch them bounce as I finger fucked myself in the front seat of his patrol car. I put on a good show for him. Shoving one then two then three fingers inside myself. Panting, moaning, my hips bucking up into my hand as I did a splendid job bringing myself to orgasm right there all over the seat. My juices dripped down my thighs and onto the seat as my body finally stilled. I purred and moaned then finally looked over at Mike. He'd sat back in his seat and was staring at me while he stroked his hard thick shaft that seemed to be resting comfortably in the palm of his hand as he slowly stroked it. He stared at me with such lust in his eyes. I reached over and inserted two of my cum laced fingers past his lips and into his mouth. He moaned and closed his eyes...sucking on them in the same rhythm to which he was stroking his cock.

I leaned over into the driver's seat and whispered, "Mike, what else do you want?"

He opened his eyes and looked over at me as I removed my fingers from his lips. He just looked at me for several minutes, the said, "Come here and ride my cock."

I smiled, then, without another word, I climbed on top of him, straddling him, and lowered myself onto his hard thick shaft. I let out a moan as he entered me, tossed my head back as he leaned forward and took both my breasts in his strong hands and brought one of my nipples to his lips. He sucked it into his mouth as I began to rock my hips back and forth across him. His cock gliding effortlessly in and out of my hot wet cum-filled cunt. As I moved back and forth, I could feel something leaking from my ass...Jake's cum no doubt. I leaned back onto his steering wheel and thrust forward and downward onto his cock. He just watched as his cock entered and exited my body over and over again. His glistening manhood so hard and thick against my soft wet folds. I reached up and pinched my nipples as I could feel my pussy beginning to spasm a bit. Suddenly, Mike grabs my face in his hands and pulls me forward to him. He says gruffly, "Listen here you lil whore, you're gonna cum on my cock you hear me? I want you to feel that pussy spasm around my cock then I'm gonna shoot a hot thick load of cum deep inside you, do you hear me?"

All I could do was nod and look down. I too watched his cock go in and out of my body as my orgasm built up and up and up. Finally, I grabbed onto his shoulders, pushed down hard on his cock once more, and felt my pussy seize his cock. A flood of wetness sprayed onto Mike's cock. He was covered in my cum, which only made him hungrier. He grabbed me by my hair and demanded I kiss him. I gathered myself together, then leaned forward and rammed my tongue past his lips and kissed him hard. Suddenly, he broke from my kiss and let out a loud moan, tossing his head back and slowing his hips as his cum emptied from his cock and into my cunt. I leaned back on the steering wheel and watched him slowly come back to earth. It was obvious he hadn't cum like that in a long time. I looked down and saw the wedding ring on his left hand...married...nope he hasn't cum like that in forever. Finally, he looked up at me and smiled. "I guess I could just let you off with a warning."

In my best southern belle accent, I said, "Oh would you kind sir? That'd be just lovely of ya, darlin'," and I quickly climbed off his cock and back into the passenger seat. Didn't bother straightening myself out much since I was on my way home. 

"Look at this mess!" Mike exclaimed. I looked down towards his cock and saw huge loads of cum all over him. 

I had an idea. "Don't move!" I ran to my car, grabbed my purse, and returned to his patrol car. I pulled out my ripped, already stained panties, and began to wipe our cum off his cock. My white cotton french cut panties were barely white. Stain after stain on them now. 

Mike, thinking I was being the good samaritan, just said, "Thanks." Then he shoved his cock back into his blue uniform pants and zipped them up.

"No problem," I answered with a smile.

"C'mon lemme walk you to your car so you can head home." He got me safely into my car, shut the door behind me, and watched as I put my seatbelt on. "Thanks LoreLai," he said softly.

"Tell ya what, Mike," I began as I smiled up at him, "I just won't look at my speedometer when I drive home from work from now on. We'll be seeing more of each other I'm sure."

He laughed and said, "Yes, I look forward to pulling you over again soon."

"You do that," I said, then sped off.

A few minutes later, I arrived home. I walk in the front door and you're there on the couch with your martini watching TV looking smug as ever. Not for long. 




What a Fuckin' Day!



"Hi honey, how was your day, etc, etc.?" you ask in your usual smart ass tone.

I don't say a word. I set my briefcase down, reach into my purse, retrieve my panties, and walk toward you. As I near you, I throw the panties at you and sit down on the coffee table directly in front of you, spreading my legs wide as I feel Mike's cum still dripping out of me.

"And what do we have here?" you ask, setting down your martini and sitting forward on the couch.

"Those are the panties I was wearing this morning when I left."

"And what happened to them?"

"Jake happened then Mike happened."

"Who's Jake?"

"The new guy...he just started today at the office. He's taking Cindy's place."

"And you fucked him already?"

"Yup, within the first half hour."

"Atta girl. And Mike?"

"The cop that pulled me over for speeding on the way home. Somehow I managed to get outta the ticket," I said with a sly smile.

"Who came where?"

"I can still feel Jake's cum dripping from my ass and Mike's cum is freshly still filling my pussy."

"You nasty whore," you say then break into a smile. "That's my girl."

"Am I gonna be punished?"

"Show me Mike's cum." I prop my legs up on the couch on either side of you and spread my legs as wide as they'll go. You immediately see his hot sticky white cum dripping down my slit. "You fuckin' slut."

I smile.

"You're gonna be severely punished. Get on all fours like the dog you are, bitch." I smile and walk around to the couch beside you. I get on all fours next to you and you slap my bare ass hard. "You know I'm gonna fuck their cum outta you, donchya whore?"

"Yes dear. I fucked 'em for you." Smile and a wink.

You laugh that evil laugh. "Yup, that's my girl!"



What a Fucking Day



"What a fucking day..." David sighed as he stepped through the front door, pausing only to kick the snow off his shoes against the doorframe. He closed the door behind him, then with another heart-felt sigh he stripped off his heavy winter coat and scarf, hanging them on the coat-pegs next to the door, then removed his shoes, too. Rolling his head on his shoulders, David winced as he felt a series of tension-related cracks sound from his neck, then shook his head and started down the stairs towards his room, ignoring the sounds of his roommates upstairs in the kitchen.

Upon reaching the downstairs hallway, David noticed that there was no sign of light from under his door. "Great... shitty day at work, and to top it off Lee's not home, either. What the hell's going to be next?" David reached out and opened his door, stepping through into the dark room, the blinds over the window closed. Ignoring the lights, David walked across the room towards his desk - a massive oaken desk that he had inherited from a relative - which held his computer. As he walked, David kept rolling his head to the side, trying to work out some of the tension that had lodged there during the day.

Pulling out his chair and settling into place, David reached out and turned on his monitor, letting the muted white glow cast its shadows about the room. Almost immediately David noticed that there was a new file sitting immediately in the centre of his Windows desktop, entitled "Click Me". David raised an eyebrow, then shook his head. "Must be something from Lee..." he muttered, then double-clicked on the icon. His MP3 player loaded up on-screen, and almost immediately one of his favourite romantic songs started playing through his speakers, filling the room with gentle music. David allowed himself a small smile as he felt some of the day's stress easing from him, then slowly leaned back in his chair, lacing his fingers behind his head to relax and just listen to the music, his eyes drifting closed.

As soon as he was leaning back as far as the chair would allow, however, David felt something brush against his inner thigh. Starting, he looked down to see a hand brushing along the inner thigh of his black slacks, the barely-visible face of his pet, Lee, smiling gently up at him from beneath the desk where she was kneeling.

"Welcome home, Master... Your Pet came by to see you at work, and noticed you looked like you were having a bad day, so your Pet came home to welcome you properly. May your Pet serve you, Master David?"

David couldn't help a tender smile down to his Pet as he reached down and stroked his hand against her cheek, letting his fingertips trace the upper edge of the collar that she wore - his collar. Nodding, David looked Lee in the eyes. "Yes, Pet, you may serve your Master."

Lee's eyes lit up as she nodded to him, her long black hair falling around her face as she leaned in and rubbed her cheek against the inside of his thigh. Her hand came up once more to rub directly at David's groin through his pants, causing his cock to twitch and start swelling. David groaned softly and let his eyes slowly close once more as he felt his shaft growing, stiffening under the delicate touch of his Pet's hand. Lee's other hand rose to caress along David's thigh, massaging lightly at the muscles through the fabric of his slacks.

"Master seems very tense... This Pet hopes that she can serve Him well."

David grunted a non-committal answer, nodding absently as he lost himself in the initial sensations. A moment later his awareness came back into focus as he felt Lee's hands unbuckling his belt, then slowly undoing his pants, the zipper's sound barely audible over the music filling the room. Lee reached in and spread the front of his pants open, then reached through the opening on the front of his boxers to pull David's hardening cock free, caressing it in her warm, soft palms. David could hear her soft moan of pleasure as she stroked his length, feeling it rapidly rise to its full, hot length under her gentle touch.

Reaching forward, David laid his right hand on the side of Lee's head, his fingers curled around to tangle themselves in her long, black locks. With a low growl, David looked down at Lee and smiled in the light from the monitor, pulling her head towards his groin. Lee smiled and nodded once to her Master, then opened her mouth just enough to snake her tongue out, licking teasingly at the head of his cock once. At the taste of his stiff shaft, Lee moaned again and then opened her mouth and pressed it quickly forward, taking the thick length between her lips and started to suckle hard at it.

David could feel her shifting around before him, rising to her hands and knees under the desk to allow her to press her face in tighter against his groin, her head tilting back enough to allow the head of his cock to press into her throat as she took in his entire cock. He gasped and shivered then let loose another growl as he closed his eyes and rolled his head forward, concentrating on the feel of his Pet's mouth. His fingertips worked against the back of Lee's head, tangling themselves tighter into her hair until he had a solid grip on the back of her head, pulling her all the way forward so that her nose was pressed up against his waist.

Lee's hands reached up, arms under his thighs, hands wrapping around to rest on the tops of his legs, and used the leverage to start bobbing her head quickly forward and back. Sucking powerfully at his length each time she pulled back, Lee swirled her tongue around, eagerly running it over the head, sides and bottom of her Master's cock, tasting every inch of it. Moaning continually around the hot flesh in her mouth, Lee's entire body started to rock as she felt her own arousal growing, the sounds of pleasure and responses of her Master's body sending electric shocks through her. She trembled and squeezed her thighs together, pulling her head back far enough that only the tip of her Master's thick shaft was within her tight lips, then drove forward again and again, pressing him as deep into her mouth as she could.

His growls increasing steadily in volume, David brought his other hand up to tangle its fingers into Lee's hair also, getting a tight grip on her swiftly-rocking head as it plunged onto his cock. He could feel the tension rising in his body once more - a different kind of tension from the tension that had been plaguing him when he arrived home, though. He barely had time to take a gasping, hissing breath through his teeth and tilt his head back, pulling Lee roughly forward at the same time before he sent a load of his hot cum surging into her throat. He felt Lee's startled gasp around his cock as much as he heard it, then felt her drawing powerfully at him with her mouth, greedily sucking every drop of his cum that she could down her throat. After a long, tense moment, David finally sagged back down into his chair, panting softly as he felt every muscle in his body relax, then slowly released his grip on Lee's head, stroking his Pet's hair instead. Looking down at her, David smiled.

"Thank you, my Pet. You've served your Master well... I feel /much/ better, now."

Lee looked up at David and smiled broadly in return, licking her lips once she'd drawn her mouth slowly off his cock. Her cheeks showed a bright blush even in the muted light as she squirmed before him, her eyes fixed on his.

"This Pet is glad to have pleased her Master. Though, Master...?"

David raised an eyebrow. "Yes, Pet?"

"Master... Your Pet is feeling a little 'tense', now, Master... Do you think you might help her relieve that?"

With a loud laugh, David pushed his chair back and stood, drawing Lee out with him to hold her nude body against him, then pulled her onto the bed with him...

To Be Continued...