0 comments/ 75107 views/ 4 favorites Bother By: C "It gets dark so quickly at this time of year," she said, sadly. Meggie was going out to do some shopping, and I did not know that was the last time I would see her while either of us was a free person. I continued to write the letter I had begun to my editor, and I was getting angrier with him and the situation as I wrote, when there came a knock on our front door, which no one ever uses in this town. Setting my letter aside under my blotter, I got up rather grumpily and went to see what stranger was trying to come in that odd way. "Yes . . . ma'am?" I asked, looking a bit ga-ga, I'm afraid, as I regarded the apparition which had appeared on our doorstep. This woman was probably about thirty or less, but sophisticated-looking, at least. She was smartly dressed in a dark blue pantsuit, with a bright red vest peeking over her low-cut jacket, which she filled very admirably, too. Despite the quick once-over I gave her form, and much as I wished to peruse it once more, I could not take my gaze away from her, once we made eye-contact. For several minutes, it seemed to me—she told me later that it was less than fifteen seconds—I fell into the depths of her odd-colored irises and then surfaced as she said in as dulcet a tone as I've ever heard, "My dear fellow, you're my slave. You will do exactly what I tell you to the very best of your capabilities, understand?" "Yes, I do," I answered, a little amazed that I felt no differently from before, save that the memory of her eyes remained with me . . . forever. "Good! And your name?" I was startled for a second that she did not already know it, but then said, cheerfully, "Why, ma'am, it's Jake Garfill." "And do you live alone here? Is this your home?" "No, ma'am, not alone, I have a . . .uh ..." "Girlfriend—wife—lover?" "Uh . . . ‘significant other,' might be the best term, ma'am, as she's almost my wife. We're going to be married if and when I sell a major story." "Ah . . . you're a writer?" "Well . . . yes, sort of. I've sold to a few minor magazines, but I'm trying to break into the big time. . ." She held up a hand and my mouth snapped shut. "You'll write about this experience, keep a diary if you wish . . . is this your girl, coming up the path, now?" Actually it was my sister, but I nodded, she was (had been) my "girl" for some years. I found I could not perpetuate the lie, though. "That's my sister, Eloise," I blurted. "She usually comes around?" "Oh, yes, nothing unusual about her stopping by." "Does she live here, or where?" This woman was cautious and canny. "She lives all alone since our father died last year. She lives in that big old house at the end of town, back in the woods." I wish I knew why I had volunteered that information. "Hello, Eloise," the woman greeted my sister, who started back in surprise. She did not recoil sufficiently to avoid the woman's mesmerizing gaze, though. "Have a seat, Eloise. Jake and I were just discussing moving his family to your house." I asked myself, but said nothing for she had silently told me to be quiet. She had quite a mind, did the Mistress. "Oh, this woman coming now must be Jake's wife-to-be, eh, Eloise?" "Well, yes, that's Meggie. Jake, I didn't know you and she..." Mistress's silent command cut her off sharply. "Eloise, behind the door. Hold her arms when she enters the room. Jake, you move as though to kiss her, and I shall take her into the fold." That was how it worked, and Meggie (Margaret) suffered no physical ill-effect whatever. She smiled at the Mistress. "Why, hello, Jennifer, what have you done to me?" "Taken you ‘under my wing,' love. You know me, don't you?" "Sure, from those silly hypnosis courses we took together at—gee, where was it, ‘The Mind Institute,' wasn't it?" "Good memory, Margaret. But you no longer remember me, or where we met, do you? I am the Mistress, nothing else." "You are the Mistress," replied Meggie, quite cheerfully. "Tha-at's right, my girl. Now, let's have supper, it's going to be . . . what?" Well, Meggie and I had planned toasted cheese sandwiches, but the Mistress had other ideas, and we wound up with crisp bacon, crumbled on the toasted cheese, which she instructed Meggie and Eloise to make as rare-bit, Worcester Sauce, stale beer, and all. Tasted pretty good, as a matter of fact. Whatever we did for the rest of the night, except go to bed and sleep soundly, I don't remember, but the Mistress told me ("for the record," as she put it) that it was a normal evening. Later, which I am permitted to tell you about, a great deal happened, very interesting things. v v v v v v The day after the Mistress arrived was a Saturday, and I usually "took Saturday off," that is, I did no writing that day. I had claimed that I needed to "rest my weary mind," and I pretended that I had done a week's work every Saturday. Most Saturdays, too, Meggie and I made slow-evolving, eventually truly passionate love to each other, save those Saturdays when she was "hors de combat." This had always been of the "passionate talk but conservative action" type when we finally had each other so hot we could no longer confine our caresses to touches. This Saturday, when we awoke, Mistress was already in the room with us, and she smiled brightly as she told us to attend to our usual morning ablutions, brush our teeth "very carefully," and return, naked, to the bedroom. When we did so, Eloise was awaiting us, also naked. I had not seen my sister's body since pre-teen days, and I was astonished at how much she had grown! I grew something to match. "Quite attractive, is she not, Jake?" "Yes, indeed, Mistress, very pretty." "You and she will make love to each other—understand, Eloise?" "Yes, Mistress." "Be very interesting, or I shall have to instruct you in various ways of pleasing each other. You may not have coitus until I tell you—understand?" We said, in chorus, "Yes, Mistress." I turned to Eloise, who was moving toward me. I had an erection already, an erection on which she placed, and then around which she wrapped, her hand. I shuddered with the intensity of my feeling, and my penis burgeoned and lengthened as she slowly and gently massaged it, moving the foreskin back from the glans. I reached carefully but urgently for her breasts, which were larger and firmer than I had thought the previous night. I caressed them lightly as they hardened, then bent and suckled her nipples, one after the other, back and forth, my tongue playing with them as they stiffened and grew fat and erect, like my throbbing prick. I put one hand down onto Eloise's small bush—I could feel that it was trimmed for wearing a bikini—and felt the moisture already oozing from her nether lips. This excited me even further, and I rubbed my belly slowly back and forth against hers, making it difficult but far from impossible for her to manipulate my prick, now urgently seeking those same lips from underneath my fingers, already within her. I probed as Eloise rubbed against me, finally relinquishing her soft grip on my prick to wrap her arms about my upper body, under my arms. She pulled me to her without a word, but we both knew that we had but one course of action, since we were forbidden the ultimate pleasure of an immediate fucking release. I knelt, meaning to lick at her, but Eloise pulled me toward the bed so that she might recline and I would have better access to her pussy. I bumped my butt against a leg and discovered that Meggie was already deep within Mistress's pussy with her tongue, and that it was Mistress's leg into which I had bumped. "Go, find a bed, do not fuck until I allow it!" commanded the Mistress, and we left hurriedly, both our privates leaking fluids. I wanted so much to get Eloise off, and she, apparently, even though under Mistress's command, wanted to get me off just as urgently. "Me first, Ellie," I said, hastily assuming my interrupted position with my head between her thighs and my tongue seeking her hot snatch. I found it very quickly, after kissing and licking the inside of her upper thighs. She moaned and pulled my head into her crotch, and my tongue penetrated the outer and inner tasty lips, then I felt the nubbin of her clit and I flicked that, but she bucked so that I returned to a vertical tonguing along the crack of her, from her ass up almost, but not quite, to her clit, over and over. Slowly I licked, faster, then slow, then very fast, one great swipe, reveling in the taste and consistency of the fluid oozing constantly from her cunt, at first gently but increasingly urgently, and then I barely touched her clit and she went off like a rocket! She bucked and jumped her butt off the bed, barely avoiding making me swallow my teeth, but I jerked back and placed two crossed fingers into her cunt as she twisted and rubbed her ass sideways across the mussed sheets, and then she covered my fingers with her second spasm of cum, oozing slippery liquid all over them. I could still taste the first time, very tasty indeed. Ellie had more energy than I would have, for she grabbed me and gave me a big, tongue-y kiss in the mouth, and moaned, "Oh, Jakie, let me taste your cum, too." Well, I had felt and noticed the heavy throb of my prick as I sucked at Ellie, but now it loomed huge and red between us as she made me sit on the bedside and allow her to lick all around my glans, she having retracted my foreskin with tender fingers. "Does it hurt, Jakie?" she asked in a little girl voice. She hadn't called me Jakie since grade school. "No, love, go ahead, lick all over it if you want." She did, slowly licking me up and down the pulsating shaft and I squirmed, but I tried to stay still enough that I would not miss a touch of her tongue. Slowly she brought her lips onto the head, and as slowly, with her tongue tickling me almost to distraction, she sank her mouth and throat onto my eight inches, opening her throat muscles wide to allow its breadth to enter all the way. She took me very deeply, and then, to my amazement, she began to hum, her vibrating throat muscles tickling me so unbearably that I gasped and murmured, "Ellie, I'm going to cum, I'm going to . . . Ellie, here I . . . oh, take it! Take it! I'm cumming!" as I exploded in utter ecstasy. Her throat muscles moved and I felt my prick and her throat in unison, then in harmony, as she swallowed all of it I could pump. Like almost any man, I was exhausted by the extreme sexual tension and ultimate strong release, and Ellie and I had not as yet been allowed to fuck each other! We two lay side by side, stroking each other tenderly. After a while, something made us rise and go back to the other bedroom, to watch while Meggie and Mistress writhed against each other, locked tightly from lip to hip, their legs twining and re-twining about each other. I suppose I should have been, somehow, jealous, but I was too damn' tired, and, I think, too deeply under Mistress's spell, to bother. Meggie, I saw, was suckling Mistress's nipples like a little pig at it's mother's tit, while Mistress was supine on the bed. Meggie had excited her considerably, though, for she moved her body constantly and her legs opened and closed together in a steady rhythm. There was more than moisture at her crotch, too, as fluid seeped down toward the bed along her inner thighs. Meggie's fingers were hard at work, pumping slowly, then rapidly in constant motion in and out of the Mistress, who suddenly crowed and came in a spasm of thrashing limbs and low cries of ecstasy. Her eyes opened at once. "Good, Meggie, good! You are a good girl. "Now I want you to lick and suck me, Meggie, while you, Eloise, lick and suck Meggie. Jake, you will fuck Eloise as she sucks Meggie, and this time everyone may cum as the spasm takes them." Meggie slid slowly down Mistress's body, pausing seconds to lick her nipples, her belly-button and then her bush. Mistress had a neat, closely-cropped bush, her lips showing through as brownish-pink. Her clit stuck out as a tiny nubbin, barely visible, but there nevertheless, because of her arousal. Meggie softly began licking at her. Eloise lay on her back and skooched slowly between Meggie's spread thighs until she could get her head under Meggie and her mouth on Meggie's lips,, which she began sucking. I waited but a moment before I was so attracted by Eloise's scent that I was on her bush once again, suckling and this time, careful not to touch her clit at all. Something kept me back while Mistress had not climaxed, but from the sounds she was making, the increasing pace of Meggie's slurps, and Eloise's twitching and moaning through her filled mouth, I was aware that Mistress would cum any moment. In maybe a minute after I was aware of her very aroused state, Mistress grunted, gave a little scream and I could see her pulling Meggie's head tightly into her crotch. Meggie gave a muffled scream and a long moan as she twitched and writhed slightly as she came. Then Eloise, my darling with the tasty cunt, began to climax and I was hard put to follow her convolutions as she freed her mouth from Meggie and concentrated on my mouth and her labia. My neck was wrenched slightly as she twisted and tried to turn over, but I held her with my hands and my arms at full strain as her powerful thigh muscles joined in her great climax. I had not tried to touch her clit, yet she acted as though it had been massaged, for her writhing did not cease as I removed my sopping mouth and face from between her thighs. I placed my hand on her belly and rubbed her gently as she slowly calmed. "Jake, you are a dream. Let us all rest and have breakfast—it is a week-end and we shall have a wonderful time until poor Jake gives out. Perhaps we should find another partner, eh, my slaves?" "I may give out eventually, Mistress, but there is plenty of vinegar left in me, so far." I was braver than I realised, but somehow I knew that if she were to enfold someone outside our tight-knit group, we would be ruined sooner rather than later. "Very well, Jake, we shall see. What shall we have for breakfast. Can any of you make crèpes suzettes? Well, then, I shall make them. Have we the ingredients?" She and the two gals went off to the kitchen, after she had told me to clean up and rest awhile, until breakfast should be ready. I was astonished to see Eloise, fully dressed, with a market basket over her arm, set off down the path to town. Mistress came back as I finished washing up, still naked. "Wash my back for me, Jake. You will wash me all over, but you will not be excited. I sent Eloise out to the market for some other ingredients, she will be perfectly all right. Would you like to fuck her, Jake?" "Yes." "All right, this afternoon, then. I like Meggie as a partner, she's so sweet, and gives good head. Did you and she try that, Jake?" "No, Mistress, we usually just played with each other and talked until we got hot and then it was missionary, all the way. Nothing adventurous, save the talk." Well, we talked and kidded, all the time she and I were washing that glorious body, and she did not have to remind me that I was her slave, for I kept seeing her eyes, even when she did not look at me. Afterwards, when we were drying off—I had gotten good and wet again—she turned in my toweled hands and looked straight at me. "Jake, will you fuck me?" she asked, just like that. I was startled that she asked. "All you have to do is command me and I would, of course," I answered. "No, Jake, it's not a command, it's a question. Will you fuck me?" "Mistress, I can answer nothing but ‘yes,' you know it. Your mind tells me to answer like that , and I must obey you." "Uh-huh! So? My mind controls you, too?" "Yes, Mistress—and the other two, I'm sure." "Well, well,.let's see." She stood very still for a moment and then I heard Meggie's footsteps approaching along the hallway. "Yes, Mistress?" she asked from the bathroom doorway. She never looked at me at all. "Go back to whatever you were doing, Meggie." Mistress suddenly reached down and stroked my prick, which was flaccid, since she had told me not to be excited by her body. Nothing happened, of course. She realised what she had commanded, for in a moment her soft touch had brought me to raging rigidity, my prick throbbing in her soft hand. "Yes, Jake, you will fuck me, now. When I bend over, put your fingers in me and make me feel good. Then when I'm good and wet, fuck me, hard." She had a gorgeous ass, her cheeks not large but nicely rounded and firm. Between them her lovely little asshole and the trim, small bush peeped out as I used my fingers, one, then two, then three, juggling them slowly, then faster and faster within her streaming cunt. I did not wait for any further command but placed my elongated cock against her labia and pushed gently forward. Mistress pushed as gently back, but we broke through whatever impediment might have slowed us in a moment, and I pushed harder until I was flattening her cheeks with the force of my pounding belly against them. How Mistress did it I don't know, but she backed as hard into me as I pounded into her until I could hear by her little groans and feel by the twitching of her cunt that she was about to climax. I was also about ready, and we did cum almost together, she a mite ahead of me. That was an immovable object and an irresistible force—it's a wonder there was no explosion, we met and climaxed so furiously. I stayed inside her as far as I could as she slowly came down from that searing moment, both of us panting like the dogs in heat we had seemed. Mistress was first to disengage, and once free of my still-hard prick, she turned and for the first time kissed me deeply in the mouth, her hot tongue stroking, trapping my tongue, and arousing my libidinous impulses once again. "Oh, ye-es, Jake. can you do it again?" "Yes, Mistress, I can, I am ready." It seemed like a flash, but there was Meggie, and Mistress pushed us two together and we began making love to each other. It was far different than our usual, for I went to my knees and for the first time tasted Meggie's lovely juices, flowing at Mistress's command. I licked and sucked at her cunt and to my astonishment and amazement, Meggie had a long, thick something where her clit had been which tasted wonderful and pumped little jets of juice into my eager mouth as I sucked it. When Meggie and I had made love entirely, I was really tired, and I went to sleep. That was just our first day. Sufficient unto the day... Brother Spies on Sister Growing up, my sister and I shared a bathroom located between our rooms. Being a year older than me, she thought it was hers and I was an unwelcome invader. Whether she was careless or just torturing her little brother, she used to leave he door ajar while she had her friends over, male and female. Once I began having girls over to my room, I returned the favor and left my door ajar. Did she ever spot me watching in the shadows of the dark bathroom or was that the intention? Did she know I enjoyed her watching those times I'd detect her presence in the darkened shared bathroom? She decided to attend a local college and returned home many weekends. College life agreed with her if her sexual appetite was any indication. I had just graduated high school and turned 18 when she began bringing home an athletic black guy on weekends when mom and dad were out of town. I'm sure they wouldn't have cared so I'm not sure why sis did it. Our local electronics store had a terrific sale on small memory card camcorders. While my summer job paid decent wages, I was saving for tuition, books, and most important, parties. Getting the camcorder so cheap was a stroke of luck. I picked up an accessory package with tripod, case, and two memory cards. I couldn't wait to record my sister's antics. That weekend my parents went to one of their many out of town functions. Both were very active in their chosen professions, the associated societies of the professions, and various volunteer opportunities. I thanked their civic mindedness as I darkened the lights in my room, opened the door to our shared bathroom, and set up the tripod with camera peering through the cracked door to my sister's room. I hit the record button. I had heard her come in not a minute ago and already the beautiful black stud had her top off and was licking and sucking my sister's ample breasts. I say he was beautiful because he had the delicate features os a girl though his body was ripped. I'd been half tempted to see if he had a younger sister. My sister arched her back, thrusting her breasts at his face as his lips and tongue worked magic as he worked magic judging by her moaning. Her hands played in his short cropped hair as he held her with his arms around her waist. She pulled him up for a kiss then peeled off his tee shirt revealing his rippling muscles. That guy had to spend hours in the gym to achieve that look. She kissed his chest, her hands caressing his well defined muscles. She kissed and licked slowly lower. I because painfully aware of the huge bulge in my paints just before sis leaned back to unbuckle his belt followed by unbuttoning his jeans. I heard the sound of his zipper as her teeth pulled it down, her eyes looking up and locked with his. She peeled his jeans down and freed his huge black cock. Fully 10 inches and a bit thicker than average. Sis let her hair brush against it as she untied and removed his shoes and socks. Freed of his pants which she tossed on the chair, she turned her attention to that chocolate stick. She licked her lips then flicked the engorged head with her tongue tip. It throbbed and bobbed until she reached up, closing her hands gently around the shaft. Gently stroking, she engulfed the head and some of the shaft with her pink lips. Working hands and head in unison, she bobbed up and down on the shaft. Soon he was moaning, tangling his fingers in her hair, encouraging her but not trying to force the action. "I'm gonna cum" he moaned all too soon. By way of answer my sister redoubled her bobbing up and down on the shaft. I watched as he grunted, imaging that first spurt of milky white cum erupting in my sister's mouth. She slide his cock out until the tip rested on her cupped tongue while she continued to stroke his massive cock. I could see the ropes of cum shooting into her mouth. As his contractions slacked off she sucked the head back in. I could see her cheek bulge as she bathed it with her tongue. Certain he was finished, she let it slip from her mouth while still stroking it. She looked up at him, allowing him to see her mouth filled with his cum. She swallowed every last drop. At that point I could take no more. I hit the record button to stop recording, quietly folded up the tripod, and retreated to my room to shine on out while I watched the replay. I could feel what he was feeling, came into tissues when he came in her mouth on the video. I plugged the camera in to recharge while planning to capture more of my sister's carnal desires on tape. The next morning I was up before they were. I put on the coffee and began scrambling myself some eggs. The couple soon showed up, lured by the allure of freshly brewed coffee. The both wore the glow of freshly fucked young lovers. I gave them the ready eggs and put more on. We chatted about my upcoming college courses and campus life. My sister announced she needed to run some errands and would be back before lunch depending on the how crowded the mall was. Malik, her boyfriend, went to the living room and turned on a sports channel. I went back upstairs and could help myself. I picked up the camcorder and retired to the bathroom to shine one off on the throne. Again I marveled at my sister's skillful crosskicking as I watched the ten minute video. I neared ejaculation as I watched him near it on the tape. Then the bathroom door opened. "Oops." Malik said, having caught me with my cock in hand as the first spurt broke free. He reached down, took the camera from my hand. I wanted to shrivel up and die of embarrassment as we heard him tell her he was going to cum. "You liked what you saw?" he asked. All I could do was nod. Words can't capture just how embarrassed I was. "Have you wondered how my dick felt in your sister's mouth?" he asked. "How it felt as it slid in and out between her lips?" "I'm not gay" I managed to squeak out blushing even deeper than I had when he opened the door. Truth be told, I was fantasizing it was my mouth on his black cock as I worked my erection. "Get it out man" he ordered, "or I show this to your sister." "What?" I stammered. My heart was racing faster than the first time I'd made love to a girl. The same fear and curiosity was there too, multiplied fourfold. "I'm not gay" I tried to insist though more then anything I wanted that big black cock in my mouth. I surprised myself with that; I was afraid of the unbidden desire. "Pull my dick out and kiss it, that's all I'm asking" he said softly. "If you don't, I'll tell your sister. If you don't like the way my dick feels in your hands, we'll forget about this. So come on dude..." My hands took over for my numb brain. Starring at the bulge in his pants, I unbuckled his belt then unzipped his jeans. I pulled the jeans down around his knees. "Go on" he urged when I hesitated. I grabbed the waistband of his boxers and pulled them down to meet his jeans. His engorged cock bounced off my cheek as I did. "Wrap your hands around it and kiss it. That's all I'm asking." he encouraged. My hands wrapped around his shaft, softly stroked it. I had never touched another guy's dick before. It was wrong, forbidden, taboo. His hand softly rested behind my neck, lightly urging my lips to kiss the beautiful head. I kissed it softly, felt it throb. His hand left my neck. I looked up at him to discover he had the camcorder going. My lips parted to encircle his cockhead while my mind raced. What the hell was I doing. I continued to look up at the camera lens as I sucked his luscious beautiful cock. Thinking of what I love my girlfriends to do to my cock, I bathed the underside of his with my tongue. I swirled his cock around my mouth as I bobbed up and down on it. His precum was unexpected and turned me on even more. Suddenly more than anything else in the world I wanted him to explode in my mouth. "I'm gonna cum" he announced and I kept up my pace. Soon his first spurt hit the back of my throat and I almost choked. The next rope landed on my tongue as I struggled to swallow the cum at the back of my throat. Somehow I managed to swallow all his cum without gagging or throwing up. I kept sucking even as his dick went flaccid between my lips. "You're a wonderful little cocksucker." he said before taking the memory card from the camcorder and handing it back to me. "Thanks" he said while pulling up his pants and zipping up. I went back to my room and soon my hard dick was in my hand as it went wild. I couldn't believe I'd sucked a cock and no way I could believe how much I liked it. Eyes closed in memory, the taste of his seed fresh on my lips, I came again quickly. And maybe it was the hardest I'd ever cum. I opened my eyes and reached for a tissue to find him standing next to the bed. "You enjoyed that" he said. Such a simple statement. "Here's your memory card. I just wanted to dump it on my laptop" he explained, handing it back to me. I slid it home in the camcorder, turned the camcorder on, and handed it to him. I sank to my knees, freed his cock, and went to work on it again. He recorded as I coaxed it back to life and enjoyed my second load from his beautiful cock. {Author's note: Candid feedback will encourage further development of the story. Thank you for reading it.} Bother's Mother-In-Law Repeats The first day visiting my brother had turned out to be a most unusual day. It isn't every day that you get laid by your sisters mother. If this was any indication as to what the life style was like in California I was beginning to enjoy it. I had come to realize that my brother and I had very little in common, so the conversations were thin and almost transparent. He had left home when I was about 9 years old and never came back to visit much, so he really was a stranger. He spent long hours at work every day in an attempt to get ahead in the company he worked for. The aircraft industry was booming in California at that time, so the work was plentiful. My internal clock was still running on Vietnam time, I was ready to get up in the middle of the night. I laid in bed and waited for the sun to rise, then got up and prepared for my second day back in the US. I put on a slightly wrinkled khaki shirt and pants, pulled out of the middle of a packed duffel bag. It was clean and the wrinkles would soon fall out, so I was not going to worry about it. By force of habit I pushed my beret under my belt at my back, out of sight when it was off. I sat in the bedroom waiting until everyone was up and moving around before I went into the kitchen where they were at. I felt good that morning, I was in a good mood and made my presence known. I could sense that there was some stress between my brother and his wife, I wondered if it was because I was staying with them for a couple of days. They tried to hide their differences when I came in, so I pretended that I had not noticed. My brother said he would be a little late that evening, they we in the middle of a project and it was critical that they complete some task by tomorrow. I wasn't sure if this was the cause for their stress with each other, or not. I told him I would occupy myself until he got home. As I sat at the small breakfast table his wife sat down with her coffee. We talked about the life in the area, and what there was to do close by. She seemed to be much friendlier today, smiling and talking. She was really a very common woman, not pretty, not ugly, just normal. I found out that she was working as a substitute teacher for an elementary school nearby. This is why she was out of the house during the day. After she had gone for the day I sat on the couch reading the morning news paper, I wasn't interested in watching Captain Kangaroo on television. I read the latest news from Vietnam, hoping that it was good news. I wasn't sure what I was going to do to pass the time of day after I had finished reading the morning paper, there wasn't much around the close neighborhood. I was just sitting on the couch, staring into space when the phone rang. I wasn't sure if I should answer it, but also had to locate where the phone was. When I did answer it I was surprised, it was Lynn, my sisters mother. She asked if I had any plans for the day, and suggested that we go to one of the beaches. I was all for that, get out of the house and occupy some of my time. When Lynn arrived she came in, kissed me and sat down in a chair by the living room window. She was dressed in a summer sun dress, very feminine and attractive. She was a very attractive woman, in her late 40's and in great shape. She was very outgoing, easy to talk to and had a great sense of humor. I enjoyed being around her, she could make any situation fun. She was in a very good mood that morning, I found myself laughing at her comments and being very relaxed around her. We locked the house and hid the key in the carport. She drove through the neighborhood, every house resembling the one next door, a rather boring design. She turned onto a major street, with its morning commuters, all trying to get to the same place. The traffic didn't seem to bother her as we went from one stop light to the next, all the while keeping the conversation going. I wondered if her husband had any clue what had happened between Lynn and me the previous day. She had an incredible bedroom appetite. You could now smell the ocean, it was not far from where we were at. When we got there I was surprised, it was almost empty, and the beach appeared to be clean. She parked the car and we took off our shoes throwing them into the trunk of the car. I took off my shirt, just wearing my t-shirt, fortunately it was a white one, not the olive drab like most I had were. We walked out on the beach, the sand was cool and damp, the smell of the ocean was fresh and alive. She put her hand in mine as we walked at the waves edge, the waves barely lapping at our feet. We walked down toward a rocky outcrop, leaving a trail of footsteps in the wet sand. When we reached the rocks we sat there watching the ocean, the waves coming in toward the beach. We didn't say much for some time, just watching the tranquil setting around us. After some time Lynn said that she really enjoyed my company yesterday. I interpreted this to mean that she loved the sex we had had, which I did as well. I told her how much I enjoyed her company as well hoping that she understand just how much I had enjoyed it. As we sat there, she leaned against me, my arm around her shoulder. I liked how she felt against me, her head resting on my shoulder. It was difficult to realize that she was married and her daughter was married to my brother. All I could do was to think how nice it was to be with her at that very moment. We sat like that for some time, very little being said. Soon the beach started to have a small crowd show up, some playing in the surf, some just sitting in the sand watching the waves come in. Lynn suggested that we leave, do something else for awhile. We returned to her car, brushing the sand from our feet and putting our shoes back on. I put my shirt back on, tucked it in and put my beret back on, looking every bit the soldier again. She drove from the beach to a small café, not far from where we had parked at the beach. We had coffee, talked about nothing in particular, just enjoying the moment of the morning. I couldn't help but notice she was not wearing a bra, she was showing through her sun dress. I knew that she was watching my eyes, enjoying that I was admiring her breasts. I paid the waitress for the coffee and we left the café, driving along the coast when Lynn turned and we were in a neighboring town. The downtown shopping area was much nicer than where my brother lived, more of a Spanish Colonial appearance. A short drive and Lynn turned into a drive way, the house was cream stucco with a terra cotta tile roof, much larger and nicer than those where my brother lived. It even had a garage, not a carport. Lynn said, "A friend lives here, come on, lets go in". We went to the door and rang the bell, no one was there. Lynn took a key out of her purse and opened the door. The house was decorated exceptionally well, and had a lot more space that I thought it would. As we closed the door, Lynn turned to me, pressing against me, her arms around me. I leaned down, kissing her, feeling her lips part, their moistness, so soft. Our tongues danced with each other, touching, curling around each other as though in an embrace. My hands touched her shoulders, her skin was so soft and smooth to the touch. I let my hands run down her back as far as they could, softly pulling her into me. Her arms were wrapped around me, pulling into me, straddling my leg. We parted slightly as she unbuttoned my shirt, laying it on a nearby table, and then removing my t-shirt. She kissed my nipples so softly, sending a chill over my entire body. Her lips tugged at my nipple resulting in both my nipple and my cock becoming erect. I held her head gently, enjoying her attention, running my hands through her hair. As she continued to kiss and suck my nipple I slid the zipper of her sun dress down, opening the back of her dress. I slipped the shoulder straps from her shoulders, letting the dress fall to the floor. She stood there in nothing but her panties, like a Greek goddess, beautiful in her near nakedness. She unbuckled the brass belt buckle, unzipped my trousers and let them slid down my legs. My cock was erect, protruding out on my boxer shorts. I stepped out on my trousers, both of us in nothing but panties and boxers. She took my hand and guided me into this bedroom, with a huge bead, and thick soft carpet on the floor. We sat on the edge of the bed, again in a passionate embrace. My hands running over her, the feel of her softness, her roundness was intoxicating. She pushed me back, laying on the bed on my back, my feet dangling over the edge. She kissed me deep on the mouth, her nipples gently rubbing against mine. She was straddling my leg, letting it push against her. She moved slightly against my leg, already wet. Her kisses now went back to my nipples, her hand cupping my balls, gently kneading them as she sucked each nipple. Then her kisses trailed down my stomach, her hand now grasping my cock. She licked the tip of my cock, then letting her tongue run around the head. She took my cock into her mouth, such an incredible touch she had, sucking it in, all down my shaft. She let her tongue run around the head, then down my shaft, teasing the underside on my cock each time. Her mouth had perfect pressure and was so moist, it slid effortlessly on my cock. After a few minutes of her treating me to such an incredible blow job I had to stop, I was just getting to close to loosing it and cumming. We kissed and cuddled for a little while, letting my urge subside for the moment. I pinched her nipples gently, causing her to arch her back with each pinch. I took one into my mouth, running my tongue across it, massaging her breast with my hand. It was incredible how firm her breasts were, just a slight sag in it, but round and still slightly firm. I kissed her stomach, letting my tongue play with her naval. I touched her labia, feeling her wetness as I slid my finger up and down each side. This touch sent a shudder through her body as she seemed to quiver from the touch. She spread her legs slightly, opening herself in the process. I teased her labia minora with the tip on my finger, making the touch light like a feather. Slowly I let my finger find her vagina and it easily slid inside of her. I gently made a tiny circle inside of her with my finger, feeling her and causing her hips to gently buck toward my finger. I stroked her with my finger, kissing her mons, feeling her soft pubic hair brush my lips. Her hair is so soft, a light brown color, very sexy. I lick her prepuce down along her thigh, still stroking her, keeping her intensity level high. I remove my finger, letting my tongue replace it as I try to insert it deeper inside. I gently push at her hood with my finger, feeling her clitoris touch the tip on my finger. Her body spasms to the touch of my finger on her clit each time it is brushed. I move my attention to her clit, lightly running my tongue across it, with the same result each time, her body shudders. Her legs push against the sides of my head, her hands now on my head, pulling me into her. I let my tongue explore all of the pussy, taking in her taste and aroma. She convulses and she climaxes, her juices flowing from her body. The musky aroma gives way to the slightly salty, but wonderful taste of her orgasm. I stop for a short period of time, letting her body recover from her orgasm. I kiss her, letting her taste herself on my lips, enjoying the wonderful taste. After a few minutes she lies on top of me, kisses me, our bodies on fire. I rub my cock up and down her labia, making the head wet. Then I insert my cock inside of her, slowly letting it go deeper inside of her. She sits up, holding on to my arms for support, allowing my cock to get completely inside of her. I hear her breath in short, but deep as my cock is fully 8 inches inside of her. I lift my hips, pushing up into her, our mons touching. I feel her, my cock pushing toward the front of her vagina, causing her back to arch, her breasts stand out, nipples rigid. I feel her work at my cock, her muscles massaging it with each stroke. After a few minutes I feel a hot flood of juices on my body, she has just ejaculated and was flowing over me. I didn't stop, I kept pumping into her, fucking her as deep as I could. We rolled over, I was now on top of her, pounding into her harder now, pushing into her clit with each stroke. Her head was moving from side to side each time, her eyes close , her mouth open. I squeezed her breasts, holding them tightly brushing her nipples. Her legs now wrapped around me as best she could, bouncing slightly each time I pounded into her. It was not long before I felt her cum, she was so wet inside, making my cock slide easily inside. It was just a matter of seconds when she came again, this time it seemed as though she would pass out. She wrapped her arms around me, kissing me, my cock still buried inside of her. She slide out from under me, pushed me onto my back stroking my cock. She whispered in my ear that she wanted to suck me off, she wanted me to cum for her. Her mouth slide over my cock, again her tongue danced around my cock. After a couple of minutes I was at the edge, so close. I tried to whisper I was close, so close to cumming, but I'm not sure if it was what I said. I felt my groin tighten, my cock was so sensitive. Suddenly the first spurt shot into her mouth, then it was one after the other, I was shooting my load into her mouth, It felt as though I would never stop, I just kept cumming. When I did finally stop, she slid up my body, kissing me and thanking me for my treat. My God, this woman could suck cock, she had swallowed every drop. As we lay there kissing, my cock never went down, it was still proud. I could taste my cum on her lips, salty, just slightly bitter. I let her lay on her stomach, kissing her back, her cheeks, then down, between her cheeks, along her crack. He hips raised, exposing her anus, her rose bud staring at me. I ran my tongue around her anus, hearing her load moans to this. Her ass now fully exposed, she was on all fours. I licked at her anus, teasing it, then down to her vagina, making her crazy with desire. I was behind her, my cock rigid. I slid it into her vagina, doggie style, my balls touching her as I was as deep inside of her as I could be. I started to fuck her, gently at first, but then increasing my tempo. My balls now slapping each time I was deep inside of her. I fucked her with more intensity when I felt her hot wetness again, she was cumming again. I didn't stop fucking her, I kept the same tempo, getting as much of my 8 inches inside as I possibly could. She came again in a matter of seconds, then she climaxed again and I was cumming inside her. I was shooting inside of her and her juices mixed with mine and lubed my cock. She milked my cock, squeezing every drop of cum from me. I lay on her back for a moment, spent from my last orgasm. We lay together on the bed, cuddling each other, savoring the moment we had just had. She was an incredible woman After a little while we got up and went into the shower, washing each other off and the dressing. We returned to the same café we had been at earlier and got something to eat. I kept admiring Lynn, she was such a fantastic person and incredible sexual partner. She said that everyone would get together again tonight, but wanted to know if I could spend some time with her and her husband later. I replied that I would love to and then suddenly wondered what she had in mind. She drove me back to my brother's house and went inside with me. My sister was already home and asked if we had a good time looking around. Little did she know just how good of time we had just experienced. Lynn said she had to run and left my with my sister-in-law. My sister-in-law smiled, seeming to tell me something, making me wonder if I was missing something.