10 comments/ 182830 views/ 10 favorites Caught Masturbating By: julieshining Julie was in the kitchen when she overheard her mother speaking with the next door neighbour. Neither of them knew it but the plan was being set for Julie to be used as a house-sitter. Used as a toy for someone she would grow to love, before he suddenly moved away and broke her heart. The story that the mother was told was that the neighbour, a doctor well established in the town, was going away and that he wanted someone to keep an eye on the house. Neighbours did this for each other all the time, because it the town wasn't that big and sooner or later people got to know one another and do favours. The crime rate was low, there was not graffiti, and only on Fridays nights were there problems with the local police because of visitors and to much alcohol. The doctor was away for a week and during this time Julie liked going into the house. It was almost as if she has a huge doll's house to play with. On the way home from school she would go into the house first. She would feed the fish, a duty which she took undertook with great seriousness and responsibility, and she would watch tv and videos. And he had so many videos! She spent more and more time in the house between school and going home, arriving sometimes just before meal time. Her parents were unconcerned, knowing that she was just next door. It was while watching these videos that she saw her first porn video. Julie was now 18 and she had started to have her periods early but she was still very unworldly for an 18 year old. It was a fairly standard porn video, but to Julie it was hugely exciting. Her heart started beating fast and she wondered if somehow my magic her parents would find out. Of course she has heard about these things and like most of her friends were always speaking about it in the playground, but to actually see one was something else. She watched the men and the women have sex, both vaginal and anal, and perform oral sex. She knew about this stuff, but to see it was different. She sat on the floor watching, fast-forwarding, rewinding. Her legs were crossed while both hands manipulated the controls. She let go of one of the buttons and pulled her school uniform up. Her panties had a wet dot where she had already become excited. She masturbated. She had masturbated almost every day for the last year, but this was the first time she did it to porn. She used her panties and then hand washed them and put them on wet so her mother wouldn't know. She hated the way that there was always so much wetness. She put the videos back in exactly the position as she found them and thought about nothing else that day. She regretted that there was only one day left where she could visit the house again and see the porn and masturbate and climax hard like she had. The next day she repeated the performance. This would be the last time she would be able to watch a porn video till she grew up. She went straight there after school. She opened the door with regret, knowing that it would be her last time. She threw her school bag in the corning of the tv room and inspected the video collection. This time she found found that there were lots of porn videos! in the boring old films the outer casings had boring titles on them but if you put them on you could see that they were porn. By now she was a bit more prepared, and she had a towel with in her school bag, which could always explain to her parents as being necessary for swimming. She put on a video, and another, and another. She had masturbated for about an hour. She had climaxed, but the feeling was so good that she just couldn't stop herself. The videos were each different, and she didn't want to miss out. She so badly wanted to see them all. She had taken off her panties and skirt now, and she was sitting on the towel, with her white blouse tied up around her tummy. Her hands glistened with her juice. Her clitoris and lips were large and engorged with blood. Her vagina was open as she had always penetrated herself when fingers when she masturbated. On screen she saw one sexual act after another, and she imagined with surprising intensity that she was there, that she was the grown up who was being taken by one, two three men. She was the women with the big tits, having what Julie never got to get as she was (and still is) rather small. She became uncomfortable sitting on her bottom for such a long time, so she shifted position. First it was with her having her legs crossed, and then she moved so that she was sitting between her legs. She knelt on her knees for a little while, and then went on all fours imagining that she was just like the woman in the video doing it doggy style. She concentrated on penetration, stiffening her fingers and moving in and out of vagina, rather than concentrating on her clitoris. And then she discovered how exciting it could be if she really imagined that it was her in the video, by penetrating herself with the same rhythmic frequency as the video couple. And the climaxes came and came again. Her mobile rang. She was expecting it to. She dried her hands on the towel and picked it up. ‘Yes mummy, I'm still here, I'll be home in a minute.' ‘I don't want you over there now, and dinner is almost ready. He probably wants to rest, darling.' ‘Who, mummy?' ‘Don't be silly darling. Come home.' She put the mobile down and felt there was someone behind her. And it was him. He had been standing there watching her masturbate herself for goodness knows how long. He wore loose trousers, but his erection pressed against it, not being just erect but erect and hard. All Julie could think though was that she was in big trouble. Julie was so stunned her mouth opened, but didn't scream. ‘I am in big trouble.' She put the towel around the lower and naked part of her body. She got up and grabbed her skirt and went to the toilet to put it on. In her hurry, she dropped the towel, exposing the beauty of her skin, completely fresh and flawless, reflecting the curves of her bottom. Her mobile rang and she came out of the bathroom, fully clothed. ‘Yes mummy, I'm coming home now!' ‘We have to talk about this' he said to her. ‘I know, I'm so sorry,' she couldn't look him in the face. ‘Come here tomorrow as usual, and we'll chat,' she heard him say. And that was their first date. Caught Masturbating For the past eight years I have run a small technology company with twenty-five employees. Early on I had big plans for the company, but over time I have been more and more satisfied running my small, sleepy little company. I make a good living; have a great family and very little stress. Last year my wife recommended that I hire someone to help me as our kids were getting older and required more and more of my time. I never really liked the idea of an assistant, but I had to agree that it would allow me even more time with my family. My wife isn't the jealous type, but I decided early on that I wouldn't hire anyone I was attracted to. It took six interviews, but I finally found the perfect assistant. Angie was forty-two, short and overweight. Of course, she was perfectly qualified for the position and I made her an offer. No one, and I mean no one, would assume anything untoward was going on between me and my assistant. Everything worked out well for six months. I have this nasty habit that I had kept secret for years. With the kids and all of our activities my wife and I don't have as much sex as we used so I am consistently in need of a release. On occasion, after the offices closes and everyone else has gone home, I surf the internet looking for pornography and masturbate while looking at the pictures I find. It is too hard to masturbate at home with the kids and the wife running around, so the deserted office is my last private place. One month earlier my sales manager hired a very attractive sales representative. I had thought about her more than a few times while getting off, but it was only recently that I had a picture of her. Well, it was a picture of the only three women who work at our office and included Angie. On one particular evening I pulled up this picture on my monitor and began masturbating at my desk. I thought I was all alone, but just before I ejaculated I heard someone. Turning my head I saw Angie standing in my doorway with her mouth wide open. I turned away and pulled up my pants. Red faced I apologized and she ran out of my office and was gone before I managed to catch her. I was so embarrassed. Would she come back to work tomorrow? If she did would she tell anyone? I was just a little worried. The next day Angie was at her desk when I arrived and she acted as if nothing had happened. I asked her to come to my office when she had a minute, but before I had a chance to say anything she said, "Don't worry, I am not going to say anything. You aren't the first man I have caught doing that, I have three teenage boys at home." Relieved I apologized and everything seemed settled when Angie smiled slyly and winked at me. On Monday I got worried. Angie sent me an email with a picture of herself in a sexually revealing outfit and a note saying, "Thought you might like this picture better since it shows off my assets better. You aren't the first boss who has been attracted to me." Oh shit. She thought I was... Of course I was freaking out. What should I do? I could tell her I was actually thinking of Julie, but that might not be a good idea. What if she told her? I decided to simply tell her that I had made a mistake and that I thought it would be better to keep our relationship professional. I waited until closing time and asked Angie to come to my office. Most everyone had left and closed the door. Angie seemed a little uncomfortable so I jumped right in. I explained that I made a mistake, that I was embarrassed by my actions, that I valued her contribution to the company and that I wanted to keep everything professional. Angie was offended. I couldn't figure it out. She stood up and started yelling at me. Somehow she took my apolgy as a rejection. She explained that it wasn't HER who did anything wrong. That she wasn't interested in a sexual relationship. It was me, and to now explain to her that I wanted to keep everything 'professional' was ridiculous! Her voice calmed and she said, "I don't mind if you want to masturbate to my picture, it doesn't bother me, actually it gave me a self-esteem boost. Ever since my husband divorced me I have been self-conscious about my looks. The fact that you are attracted to me doesn't mean I am attracted to you. It doesn't mean I will have sex with you. Don't make this about me, it is about you and your fantasies." Oh my God, I thought to myself. She doesn't get it! I told her I understood and she left. I sat there for an hour trying to figure out what to do. When I finally went home my wife noticed I was stressed out. I didn't want to talk about it. The next day Angie was wearing a low cut shirt and a fairly short skirt. Her hair was groomed and her makeup was well done. I could tell that she had been an attractive woman in her twenties. Now she was older, overweight and unattractive. She didn't act strange. It was if our conversations never happened. But after work she stopped by my office and asked if I had 'used' the picture she gave me. I stood up and treaded lightly suggesting that I didn't think that would be a good idea. She started to get angry again. Finally she suggested that she was uncomfortable with dishonesty. She felt it was dishonest to masturbate to her picture secretly. It seemed like she was trying explain that just because she knew about my behavior I didn't have the right to stop. In a round about way she explained that the price I should pay for using her image was to at least give her the credit by at least telling her thank you. Without much of an option I thanked her for letting me use her picture to masturbate to. She took my half-hearted thank you as an admission that I HAD in fact used her picture to get off. With a bounce in her step she turned and left my office. The next morning another email was waiting for me. Angie had sent another picture, I didn't dare open it. This wasn't going to end well I could tell. That evening I sat at my desk after everyone had left and opened the email and the picture. The picture showed Angie on her bed completely naked. Ironically I thought she looked relatively attractive in the picture, surely she could find someone. Why me? Ug. I leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes as I thought about my next move. Just as a did I heard someone in the doorway clear their throat, it was Angie. When I turned she smiled and said, "I am sorry if I am interrupting anything." I tried to close the computer screen but she walked over and pushed the mouse away. She said, "No don't stop, I want you to." She had her hand over mine on the mouse and I pulled away. She pulled the picture back up and said, "I want to watch you masturbate." That wasn't going to happen and I told her so. She began to cry. Uncontrollably. She then started talking wildly. Eventually saying she was going to tell my wife unless I did. I tried to calm her down, but she insisted. Either masturbate right now, or she would follow me home and talk to my wife. Nightmare. Without much choice I agreed. I told her this would have to be a one-time thing. That it could never happen again. She agreed. I unzipped my pants and began rubbing my penis. It wasn't getting hard. I kept trying and trying, but I wasn't aroused. The fact that she was there and that she blackmailed me was a definite turn off. Angie lifted her skirt and took off her panties. She said, "maybe this will help." Sitting on the edge of my desk she began fingering her vagina in front me. I could see and hear how wet she was. When she pushed and pulled her finger and out I heard slurping noises. Part of my brain kicked in and I thought about ramming my cock in her wet hole. She was right, all of the sudden I was aroused watching her finger herself. I began stroking my cock in front of her and she moaned as she saw it grow. She unbuttoned her shirt and unhooked her bra showing me her breasts. I was turned on, but I wasn't getting closer to climax. Five minutes, ten minutes, twenty minutes, forty minutes and I still hadn't cum. Angie was starting to get annoyed and I was getting frustrated. Just then Angie got up and straddled the chair, pushing my hand away from my penis. I almost fell backward and grabbed her so that the chair wouldn't fall over. She landed on my lap and my penis was pressed against her wet labia. Angie started moving back and forth, the pressure of her labia pressed against my penis. I was shocked and didn't say anything for a couple of minutes. It felt good and I just let her keep going. My senses returned and I started to push her away and told her we couldn't do this. As I pushed her away the angle of her body and my penis changed and I could feel my penis pressing against her the opening of her vagina, if I wanted to have intercourse with her it would have taken a simple movement and I would have been deep inside of her. Of course I wanted to get her off of me, not get her 'off'. But just as I was about to escape I felt myself ejaculate. One pulse and a stream of my semen shot across her labia, I looked dead into her eyes and as she registered the heat of my semen her eyes got wide and she gasped. Instead of pushing her away I froze, I didn't move leaving her dangerously exposed to my penis. My hot semen was mixing with her juices and it felt amazingly wrong. I wasn't supposed to be here doing this. How did this happen, I asked myself. She leaned forward to hug me and the tip of my penis slipped just inside of her. There was a feeling of inevitability when I felt her moving so that my penis would penetrate her deeper. I wasn't going to be able to overcome the inertia and before I could do anything a stream of my semen filled her as she moaned loudly. I flinched realizing I had just crossed a line; I had to pull out before I came again. Angie was too big for me to stop her from scooting forward and I slipped even further inside of her just as my penis pulsed again. I tried to pullout, but she took it wrong. She thought I was trying to stroke back and forth. She let go and leaned back riding my cock up and down as the last of my semen filled her. It was all over for me, but for Angie it was just starting. When I tried to stop she looked at me sternly, "not so fast, you don't get all of the fun." I started to get soft, but Angie didn't stop riding up and down. I watched her heavy breasts bounce on her chest. As my eyes floated upward I looked into Angie's face, her swollen lips were open and wet and she was staring into my eyes. My hands found her hips as she leaned forward and kissed me. I held onto her as I kissed her back, my hands gripping her body as my erection returned, this time harder than before. Angie could feel I was hard and she stopped kissing me so she could ride my penis faster. Not long after she told me she was having an orgasm. As she climaxed she kissed me again. I was surprised when I felt myself about to climax. Angie stopped moving, leaving me inside of her as she kissed me. My eyes were wide open as she kissed me with her eyes closed and before she was finished I began ejaculating inside of her again. Her eyes opened as she felt my semen inside of her. Tightening her arms around me she squeezed her vagina to milk the last drops of semen I had left. Angie climbed off of me, smiled and left. Oops. That didn't go as planned. The next afternoon Angie stepped into my office, closed and locked the door behind her and walked briskly to my desk. She shoved her clenched hand to me and said, "You have to wear this, I don't think I could get pregnant, but I am not on the pill so we have to be careful." I took the condom from her hand as she began undressing. Before I had thought about what to say she had her shirt off and was mid-way through removing her skirt she said, "Well don't just sit there, we have to hurry, I have a PTA meeting to get to." Angie was naked when I stood up. She grunted in frustration and began helping me unfasten my belt. I gave in and soon we were both stood face-to-face completely naked in my office. I was already aroused as Angie took the condom from my hand and helped me put it on. Once it was on she began kissing me and I kissed her back. Moments later I was laying on my back with Angie riding my cock once again. Angie was very efficient. She had two orgasms before I was even close to ejaculating. She told me to get on top and she laid back on the floor, spread her legs as I pressed my semi-erect penis inside of her. With each thrust her breasts flopped on her chest. She was definitely more attractive on top than on bottom. My penis became less and less erect until the tip of the condom got caught in her as I pulled out. I removed it and told her I was done. She could tell I was lying. She pushed me backward and began sucking my soft penis. It didn't take long to get hard again. Once it was hard she began kissing my stomach, then my chest and finally my lips. She positioned her vagina over my penis and began rubbing up and down as I got harder and harder. Soon I was hard enough that on the backstroke my penis slid inside of her. We were fucking again, her breasts were hanging heavily over me and I was feeling the urge to come. I told her, "I am about to cum we better stop." Angie stopped, sat back and asked me to ejaculate over her vagina. She laid back and began fingering herself. I got on my knees and began jerking my cock over her. She told me to get closer. The position was uncomfortable, but I tried my best to please her. She began begging me to cum. I was becoming more and more aroused as she begged. She lifted her hips to bring her vagina ever closer to my cock when a big drop of precum formed on the tip of my penis. She asked me to rub it on the lips of her pussy. When I did she begged me to cum inside of her. I kept rubbing the tip of my penis between her lips as long as I could, but just before I was about to ejaculate I let go and rammed my cock deep inside of her. Angie wrapped her arms around my shoulders and whispered, "Cum, cum, cum inside of me." Just as she did I ejaculated. We both verbalized the experience in grunts and moans. Just as quickly as it had started it was over. Angie was off to her PTA meeting. For the next few weeks Angie and I had sex almost every evening, never again with a condom. I assumed she had started using the pill until she told me we had a problem... Caught Masturbating I woke up early... around 6 AM and looked over to my left to find the love of my life, Mari, still asleep on her side, with her back towards me. She was exhausted when she got in at about 2:30 in the morning. She stayed awake just long enough to give me a hug and a kiss, shed her scrubs and collapse into the bed. I rolled over onto my left side put my arm around her waste and curled up against her. I loved waking up next to Mari and just lying there and spooning with her. As a matter of fact we both enjoyed it so much that on the days I had to go to work and she didn't I would purposely set my alarm for a half an hour before I had to get up just so that we could spoon. As I lay there, holding Mari, I started kissing and nibbling her neck. She began to stir a little and moaned ever so softly as she pushed herself against me. I now had a raging hard on, but I couldn't bring myself to attack her. Knowing that she had gotten so little sleep, I was content to lie there with my arm around her and enjoy the closeness that we shared. About an hour later I carefully slid out of the bed, trying not to disturb her, and went into the kitchen to make some coffee. Coffee in hand I headed for the living room and sat down to watch the formula one practice on TV. I figured that this would keep me occupied until about 9 AM, and then I would go out and cut some fresh flowers, put them in a vase, and make breakfast. Then I would surprise Mari with breakfast in bed along with the fresh cut flowers. After my second cup of coffee I had to take a leak, so I headed for the bathroom. When I was done I didn't flush the toilet, since the bathroom was right next to the bedroom and I didn't want to wake Mari. As I exited the bathroom and started to creep past the bedroom door I thought I heard a noise, so I paused at the door and listened. Sure enough I heard it again, it sounded like someone was moaning. Then it hit me... Mari was probably having a bad dream, something that I new she had once in a while, so I figured I'd just go in and make sure she was ok. As I opened the bedroom door I was surprised to find that Mari was not having a nightmare. Quite the opposite, she apparently was on the brink of having an orgasm. There she was, lying there in bed with her right hand between her legs playing with her clit; while with her left she held her right breast to her mouth as she nibbled and sucked on her rock hard nipple. The look on her face when she realized I had walked in and caught her was one of total shock and dismay, it was priceless. In the short time between my walking in and Mari's starting to open her mouth to say something, I started to formulate a plan of action. The first part of which was my sternly telling Mari "Do not say one word unless I specifically ask you a question... Do you understand?" There was no response so I repeated myself... "DO YOU UNDERSTAND??" She meekly replied "Yes." I then went on... "Do you realize how hurt and disappointed I am, especially since you knew full well that I had not masturbated for almost a week, at your specific request...." "And yet you still selfishly choose to lie in here and masturbate with me sitting right in the next room." She opened her mouth to say something... I glared at her and immediately put the index finger of my right hand in front of my lips, and not a peep came out of her. Not wanting to lose the upper hand I immediately continued with my tirade... "YOU DO REALIZE DON'T YOU!?!, that you have been a very, very naughty little girl?" With her head hung low and eyes averted, she replied "Yes". "YES what!" I responded. "Yes sir." came her reply. "And you do know what happens to naughty little girls... DON'T YOU MARI!?!" Then for emphasis I reiterated... "WELL DON"T YOU!?!" Her response was simply "They... they get punished sir." "That's right..." I said as a rye smile crept across my face "they get punished!" With that I turned and opened the lower drawer of the dresser at the foot of the bed. This is where we kept the large majority of our "toys" and this was one of those times that would require that a number of them be put to use. I reached in grabbed four fleece lined restraints and tossed them on the bed at Mari's feet. I then grabbed the leather flogger and my latest acquisition... a fairly large black leather paddle that was all hand stitched. Mari had never seen the paddle; as a matter of fact she didn't even know that I had it. I had gotten it because early on in our relationship I had discovered that Mari was turned on by a number of very interesting things. Among those things were that she enjoyed being spanked, was turned on by leather and the combination of the two increased her pleasure considerably. I stood up, turned and as I stared down at Mari, I ordered her to "Roll over and pull your knees up under you so I have access to that luscious, lily white ass of yours, and so that you can watch what is going on in the mirror!" She immediately did as I had ordered, leaving her ass completely exposed to my every whim. Instead of laying into her little white ass, I decided to torment and tease her first, by running the leather paddle, in a circular motion, over her soon to be crimson ass cheeks. As I did this Mari began to coo and push her ass against the paddle. Then suddenly I pulled the paddle away and began to alternately slap one cheek and then the other. Mari's whole body lurched as I landed the first slaps and she began to moan. I continued my onslaught until both of her ass cheeks were bright red. I stopped to admire my handy work, and then ran my right hand over her right ass cheek, which I immediately noted was very warm to the touch. As I continued to massage her ass I slowly moved my hand towards her pussy. The first thing I noticed as my fingers parted Mari's pussy lips was how wet she was and as I slid my middle finger into her pussy I said "You little slut, I see you are really enjoying this... you're soaking wet." I pulled my finger out of her pussy, and stuck it in front of Mari's face and said "Lick your pussy juice off my finger you slut!" She immediately began to vigorously lick and suck my finger until I pulled it out of her reach. I then picked up the black leather flogger and began a new assault on her ass, this time leaving thin red streaks up and down each cheek. Mari continued to moan with each new set of streaks I laid down on her ass as I spun the ends of the flogger in a counter clockwise motion. I momentarily stopped my assault on Mari's ass. I then stepped up behind her, pulled my rock hard dick out of my pants and as I held on to its' base I slid the head up and down along her exposed pussy forcing her lips apart. As I did this I could feel her body begin to tremble with excitement and once I had the head of my dick lubed up with Mari's juices, I rammed it into her sopping wet pussy and then just stood still with it buried deep inside her. She turned her head and began pleading... "Fuck me!, Please, I need you to fuck my hot wet pussy!" As I started to saw in and out of her, with the leather paddle I simultaneously began to rain blows down on her ass alternating the from one cheek to the other, until I had brought that warm crimson glow back to both of them. The whole time Mari was moaning and begun screaming "FUCK ME... PLEASE... I NEED YOU TO FUCK ME HARD!" I could feel the familiar pulsing in Mari's pussy that often heralded an impending orgasm. I didn't want her cum yet, so I yanked my dick out of her pussy as fast as I had shoved it in. Before she could say a word, I grabbed the hair on the back of her head and pulled her face to my crotch and told her to "Clean your pussy juices off my cock you naughty little slut!" She immediately started to lick and suck my cock with an unbridled abandonment like I had never seen before. I stood there looking down at Mari sucking and licking my cock for quite a while before I decided to take charge again. I grabbed two hand fulls of hair and held her head still as I began to fuck her mouth. After a few minutes I noticed that Mari's right hand had found its' way to her pussy and she was methodically moving her fingers up and down over her clit. I pulled my cock out of her mouth and looked down at her and firmly said "I see you still haven't learned your lesson yet you little slut!" "I guess I'll just have to make sure you can't touch that juicy hot pussy of yours, while I continue your punishment." I picked up one of the restraints, then roughly grabbed Mari's right wrist, and fastened it first to her wrist and then to the right corner of the oak head board. I repeated this with her left wrist and both of her ankles. When I was done Mari lay there spread eagle on the bed, barely able to move, exposed to my every whim. I went to the foot of the bed and retrieved another new toy from the bottom drawer of the dresser. As I moved to Mari's left side and she saw the Japanese clover nipple clamps in my right hand her eyes got as big as silver dollars. She looked as though she was about to say something, maybe even protest, but I shot her a glare to let her know that I wasn't kidding when I had told her earlier not to say a word. I looked down at her breasts and noted that her nipples were already rock hard, probably due, in part, to her anticipation of what was about to happen. I leaned across her chest and grasped her right nipple between the thumb and forefinger of my left hand and pulled straight up, which allowed me to attach one of the claps to its base with my right. As I slowly released the clamp onto Mari's right nipple she immediately gasped and then began to moan as she seemingly got use to the feel of it. This didn't surprise me in the least, since Mari was very much into walking that thin line between pain and pleasure. After she had gotten use to the one on her right nipple, I attached the other to her left nipple and then took the chain connecting the two clamps and pulled up on it. I watched the reaction on Mari's face as I did this... She grimaced at first, but then closed her eyes and began to gently moan, with obvious pleasure. . As I released the chain I thought to myself... at some other time, when Mari was standing, or better yet suspended with her hands above her head. I would have to put the Japanese clover nipple clamps on her nipples and hang some weights from the center of the chain, and see if and how much she enjoyed that. But... like I said to myself, that will have to be savored and maybe even written about at another time. I went to foot of the bed and retrieved the black leather flogger, and began spinning the ends of it, much like a propeller. After I had the ends going I moved to Mari's side and slowly lowered them down until they started to lick at her left breast and then at her right. She began to moan louder and louder as red streaks began to appear on the upper surfaces of her breasts. After I halted my attack on her beautiful breasts I moved slightly towards the foot of the bed, which afforded me a better view of Mari's pussy, which was now all puffed up and literally oozing with her juices. I took the flogger and dragged the ribbons of leather along the inside of her right thigh and then her left, each time stopping just short of her pussy. This was obviously very stimulating to her, because the closer the leather got to her pussy lips the louder she would groan and then she began to arch her back in an effort to have to leather actually touch her pussy. I continued to tease and taught her in this way until I finally dragged the leather up and down along her pussy. Her response startled me slightly as she thrust her pelvis into the air and said "OH PLEASE MASTER... PLEASE LET ME CUM!" I looked into her eyes, which were begging for relief and I lovingly said "Honey I am punishing you in an effort to teach you a lesson, not to bring you pleasure." And with that I reached into the bottom drawer of the dresser and retrieved the riding crop... the first toy I ever bought Mari... one which she seemed to cherish greatly... maybe that was because I had given it to her as a birthday gift three years earlier or maybe it was for another reason... I moved back to the head of the bed, gently removed the nipple clamps, and started to rapidly slap her nipples, alternating from one breast to the other. Mari continued to moan and stain against her restraints, as I continued my assault on her nipples. Then, I got an idea, and stopped my attack. I decided to try something new with the riding crop... I started to slowly drag the leather end of the riding crop up and down between Mari's thighs and across her engorged pussy lips and slightly exposed clit. This elicited a guttural moan from Mari's lips, and encouraged me to continue. I then began to move the crop in such a way as to cause the leather end to move up and down very rapidly, thus allowing me to administer a series of rapid slaps directly to Mari's clit. Her reaction was instantaneous, as she arched her back and thrust her pelvis forwards exposing her clit even more to the slapping of the leather tip and screamed "I'M CUMMING... OH MY GOD... DON"T STOP... I'M CUMMING... I'M CUMMING!!!" Simultaneously I could see her body being wracked with an orgasm of what she would later describe as "epic proportions." As she lay there on the bed recovering from her "punishment", I undid the restraints and then cuddled up next to her, held her in my arms, and kissed her passionately. As I pulled away I looked into Mari's eyes and said "I certainly hope that you have learned your lesson." Mari looked back at me, with a glint in her eyes, and as a shit eating grin crept across her face she said "I don't know... You may have to punish me many more times before I get it... You do know my love... sometimes I'm just a slow learner." She then wrapped her arms around my neck and began kissing me, as I moved atop of her and slid my cock into her waiting pussy. We made love twice before I finally got up to gather some flowers and make breakfast for Mari, as had been my original plan. Dedicated to the love of my life. Caught Masturbating Caught Masturbating While Thinking about the Office Slut On this day at work, I spent way too much time thinking about a female co-worker. Her name is Nerissa and she is a legal secretary. Nerissa had joined the firm as a secretary a little over two years ago. Her workstation is outside my office and I can see her come and go all day long. She is in her mid-thirties, not married, no kids, and wonderful to look at. Her long blonde hair, blue eyes, moderate build, breasts in proportion to her body, a soft voice, and smile are sometimes more than I can handle. This particular work day, she wore a long flowing dress that accentuated her figure and the cut at the top exposed the valley of her breasts. When she walked by, the fabric flowed over her tasty curves causing me much angst! Her long blonde hair flowed over her shoulders and framed her breasts in a way that begged to be touched and caressed. When she set down, she would pull the dress up over her crossed legs exposing as much skin as she could get away with without getting in trouble with the Office Manager. Without a doubt, I know she enjoyed men looking at her assets not to mention how her soft voice beckons you in. Concentrating on work was difficult and I found myself at her desk discussing general matters. I know she could see my eyes looking at her breasts and admiring her legs and her shoe loosely swinging on her toes. It goes without saying; all of the above made my mind race to ponder how sexual she was with her lover...that lucky prick! I imagined in my mind that her breasts lay like teardrops on her chest and her nipples grow stiff at the thought of being aroused and await a mouth to suckle them to the point of an orgasm or making her slit dripping wet. I imagined kissing her soft belly down to her, more than likely groomed mound where she would open her legs inviting you in to either dine on her sweetness or dive in balls deep and screw her wet pussy while her legs wrap around your waist. WOW...My mind was on fire and my cock was raging hard thinking about her. I needed a release in a bad way after interacting and thinking about her, but, I was never one to go into the men's room and work one out. There is something not right about that, at least for me. There was only one thing I could do. Go home and find that release! It was close to 4:30 so I turned my office light off to walk out. "Are you leaving early Doug", Nerissa asked as I walked by her desk while she was standing. "Yes Nerissa, I am done for the day and figured I would get a jump on the evening" I replied. "Good for you Doug" Nerissa said as I saw her eyes look at my bulge then smile back at me. "Everybody needs time to themselves every now and then" as she sat down literally placing my bulge at face level. "Enjoy the time off Doug" she said with a smile and a lick of her lips. I walked out of the building thinking to myself, damn; this woman knows what she is doing to me and all the other men up here. She could see the bulge and her words of 'Everybody needs time to themselves' and 'Enjoy the time off", or does she mean, enjoy the time 'getting off'. She knew what she was doing and only threw gas on the fire burning in my soul. That slut. During the drive home, I thought about Nerissa and that intensified my urge to cum. My cock was hard and I rubbed it through my pants during the drive. I knew it would not take long to cum since I was so worked up, and perhaps get the job done before my lover made it home as well. Once home, I headed to the bedroom, stripped naked, and took my cockmeat in hand to do the deed. Like all men, I knew just what to do. To help matters, I had secretly videotaped Nerissa on my iPhone on multiple occasions. It also had her voice on it and that only added to the intensity. With the stage set, I started playing the videos and working over my cock. Needless to say, the precum was running thick and lubricated my shaft. Watching her on my iPhone walking, sitting, and doing duties around the office had me stirred not to mention her remarks when I was leaving work. The feelings racing though my cock felt wonderful as the images of Nerissa filled my mind of how she would look naked and how good it would be to screw her sweet pussy. Listening to her voice caused me to imagine hearing her moan as my cock would penetrate her slit and her beg me to fuck her deep. Then a video of her partly exposed cleavage ran on my iPhone and my mind raced about fucking her tits and spurting cum all over them. Oh yeah. I knew I could not take it much longer and I was holding back the urge to cum when all of a sudden I heard, "I'm home. Are you in the bedroom?" FUCK!. My lover came home early and here I am about to bust one. "Uhhh, yes, I am in the bedroom" I muttered. Now what the hell am I to do? My mind started racing as to how I was going to explain this! "Good, the bedroom is right where I need you. I will be there in a minute." She called out. Panic started to set in as to how I was going to play this out. Do I lie...do I tell the truth? I heard her footsteps on the hardwood floors heading to the bedroom and there is was no time to dress. I am screwed now. How was I going to justify this? I will tell her I was thinking about her and had to come home and masturbate. Yeah, that works. She came around the corner to see me sitting in a chair, naked, and my cock hard and oozing precum. "Hey baby. I came home early so we could..." When she stopped in her tracks, her blouse already unbuttoned. "What is this? What in the hell are you doing?" she demanded. I felt like a boy being caught by his mother while jacking off. As calm and cool as I could I said, "Hello gorgeous, um, I have been thinking about you all day long and I had to cum home and get some relief. I said with a smile on my face. Hey, that was my best shot. "Now what was it you were about to say?" I asked. Looking sternly at me and with aggravation in her voice she said, "Never mind what I was going to say. You pathetic lying bastard. You weren't thinking of me!" She replied. "I can tell by the nervousness in your voice you are laying to me. Who are you thinking about while you get your pathetic pecker off? "You, of course my sweet lover. Why would you think I was thinking of anyone else?" I asked. "You can't fool me. I know who you are thinking about. It is that secretary at your office, Nerissa. I have seen you look at her body when you are around her like you wish you could undress her and fuck her. I have seen how you act like a high school boy around her when you talk to her at parties when I am there." She said. I have to say, she is very observant. "Oh no sweet baby. I was thinking about you. I would never think about another woman and jack off." She looked at me with fire in her eyes. I have been caught. Looking around, she saw my iPhone and asked, "So you need your iPhone to jack off now?" "Oh this, um, of course not darling. All I need is to think of you and how we make love to masturbate." I commented. "Really?" she said and then grabbed my iPhone and began looking at it. "I knew it! I knew it! I knew it was that slut at your office you pathetic lying bastard!" She punched the play button and started watching the various clips I had made of Nerissa. "Well look at this" she said, "Here is that slut showing her legs to you. I bet that makes you horny to want to rub them, spread them and eat her pussy. Oh, and look at this, you got a video of her leaning over and her showing you her cleavage. You want to tit fuck her, don't you? And listen to her being sweet and talking to you. What a fucking slut. Now here you are, masturbating over her. You pathetic liar. You aren't thinking about me. You are thinking about that office slut." I was caught red-handed masturbating thinking about a woman where I work. How am I going to get out of this predicament? "Okay jack off boy" she said. "Let's see you finish the job and maybe I will help you?" I was caught totally off guard by her comment. "Okay, let me make sure I understand what you just said, you want me to finish getting off and you may help me?" "You heard what I said dick boy. No sense in you not completing your 'fantasy' fucking of the office." she said. What was I to do but say, "Okay. Ummmm...how do you want to proceed then?" "You are pathetic, you know that?" she said. With that she finished undressing in front of me. "You may as well see something real instead of something in your mind and on your iPhone of all things. Gee, you would think I would come home and you would at least be watching porn while getting off" she said. Hey, I wasn't going to argue with her about that. At least she didn't threaten to cut my dick off, or kick me in the balls. Maybe there is a pot of gold at the end of this rainbow. I have to admit, my lover had a body I enjoyed looking at. So, I leaned back and enjoyed the show. It felt a little odd to be on the verge of an orgasm, be interrupted and now I am switching gears from looking at a woman on an iPhone to looking at a flesh and blood hottie. But, I am a man and fun is fun, no matter what form it is in. She looked at my cock and said, "I see your pathetic, cheating cock is rigid. Is it because you are thinking of that office slut, or is it because you like what you see and want it?" "Honestly baby, it is both of those things." I replied. "Really? You are certainly a horny little fucker this afternoon. Thinking about a woman at your office, on your iPhone, and me at the same time. I bet you would really like to fuck that slut. Wouldn't you" she asked. I replied with a commanding voice, "Well, now that you mentioned it, Yes, I would love to fuck her tits and pussy. Plus, and since you asked, I would love for her to suck the cum from my cock." "You naughty fucker", she said. "Stand up." As I stood she dropped to her knees. My cock sprung inches from her mouth. Reaching up, she grabbed the shaft and squeezed a glob of precum to the tip. "My goodness horny man, is this from you watching the office slut, or me stripping naked in front of you?" she asked. I moaned and replied, "It is from both of those reasons. How about you stop talking, open your mouth and suck on my cock?" She looked at me in surprise and said, "Good enough, now imagine your fantasy lover, Nerissa, doing this to you horny man." Whereupon she slid my hardened cock into her mouth to the back of her throat and worked it over. Looking down at her, and watching her gobble my shaft, my knees wobbled and I moaned in real enjoyment. Her mouth worked magic on my shaft. I closed my eyes to enjoy the sensations and sounds of her gagging on my cock. When I opened my eyes, she had my iPhone in her hand and lifted it up to me. She pulled of my dripping cock and said, "Watch that slut on your phone while you watch me suck your pathetic dick. I bet she is not as good as this." She then slid my cock in and deep throated it and started mouth fucking it. My head was spinning as I watched her gobble my cock and I watched videos of Nerissa. I was in heaven to say the least and best of all about to blow my load. I dropped the phone and grabbed her head and started fucking in and out of her mouth. "Oh fuck baby, I am about to cum with you sucking my cock" I said. She pulled off my cock and said, "I will let you cum down my throat but you have to watch the videos you secretly took of that slut. And, you have to call her name as I suck your cock. Now pick the damn phone up, fuck my mouth and cum in it." I picked the phone back up and played the videos. Her head picked up the pace and she started fast fucking of my cock with her mouth. Her slurping and gagging noises were filling the room along with the voice of Nerissa. "Oh Nerissa, this is exactly how I imagined you sucking my cock. Oh Nerissa, oh fuck Nerissa I am going to cum" I moaned. My knees buckled and I felt the first gush of cum explode from the head coating the back of her throat. She gagged as she took the cum and swallowed it. I released a second stream of cum and most of it dribbled from the corners of her mouth and onto the floor. She backed off my cock and looked up at me. Her eyes were watering from taking me so deep. I grabbed the base of my cock and directed the third spurt onto her out stretched tongue. She took it and swallowed it down. My last spurts splashed on her lips and chin. Finally, she took my twitching cock into her mouth and pumped the remaining fluid out. I sat on the edge of the bed and watched her lick the remnants of my cum from her chin and she ate it with a smile on her lips. "Now, Mr. Horny Man", she said, "Do you think your office slut can do you like that?" I smiled, pulled her up to me and said, "Yes, Nerissa, you are my office slut that comes home to me every day and services me just like I need." Nerissa smiled and said, "The next time you leave work early to come home and masturbate thinking about me, tell me so I can get excited and horny then come home with you so we can make love like lovers make love. Deal?" "Yes Nerissa, it is a deal." I said. "Good Doug. Now, fulfill my fantasy of seeing you every day, lusting for you, being your office slut and fuck me like the office slut I am." Caught Masturbating by Mom I had this fantasy about my mom. I wrote it in the third-person, but I imagine it is about me. Cody laid there. He stared at the ceiling above him; it was the same one he had stared at a thousand times. Cody felt a bit embarrassed because he had to move back in with his parents. College was fine; he got his degree in five years, but finding a job was difficult right now and nothing really grabbed his attention anyway. So, what was left but to move back in with his mom and dad. They were more than happy to have him back for a while, but Cody wasn't feeling the same. His younger sister was out on her own. Why was he stuck here as his last resort? Either way he tried not to think about it and drifted off to sleep. Cody woke up and got out of bed. After visiting the bathroom he headed to the kitchen. His dad and left the night before for a business trip to London and would be gone for three weeks. His mom told him she was running over to his grandparents' house that morning and wouldn't be home either. Cody walked into the kitchen, half-asleep still, wearing just some boxer briefs. He was sporting a decent bit of morning wood when he froze. "Oh, g'morning hon." It was his mom standing by the counter pouring a cup of coffee Lindsey was always a petite girl and kept her small frame. Now in her mid 40's, she stayed in shape and worked out when she could. She was a couple inches over five feet tall, maybe 115 pounds, shoulder length blond hair, big blue eyes. For her 40th birthday a few years earlier, her present was a pair of new boobs, nothing huge, but very tasteful. She had a thin waist to go with her slightly large but round bubble butt. She was secretly proud of that. And she was standing there in a short t-shirt that she had slept in barely covering her ass. "Hey mom, I didn't know anyone was here," Cody said, trying to quietly cover the bulge in his underwear. "You didn't go to Grandpa's?" Lindsey was glad Cody had moved back in, even if it was only for a little while. She missed being a "mom" every day, having a bit of that empty nest feeling. Besides her husband was traveling all the time for work, so it was nice having another man around. She couldn't help but notice her son was half naked and her eyes instinctively glanced at his crotch. She caught herself and attempted to look away. Cody was a well-built young man. Not something out of a magazine, but he was an athlete in high school, and was active during college too. He stood a shade over six feet, broad shoulders and chest, slightly defined arms, dirty blond hair much darker than his mom's, and brown eyes. He had the same round bubble butt as his mom that got him plenty of glances from the girls. Overall, he was a rather clean-cut typical college grad. "No, I didn't make it over there yet. I decided to go over there later this afternoon," said Linsdey. "You can come with me if you want." Cody thought for a second and said, "Ah that's ok, I think I'll just stay here and unpack some more of my things." "Alright, help yourself to some coffee. I just made it." Cody's mom walked back into her bedroom. Cody watched her leave and looked at his mom in the short shirt. She did have a nice ass. He realized there was no way she was wearing any shorts. It was just a t-shirt and some panties. He looked again closely and could see the outline of her thong. Hmm, he thought, not just panties but a thong. He went back to his room. ------------------------------------ A few hours went by and Lindsey was about to leave the house. "Bye Cody, I'm leaving now. I should be home sometime about six," she called out. "Ok Mom, tell grandma I'll be over to visit her and grandpa soon," he replied. He heard the door close and she was gone. Cody was home alone. He had been thinking about the image of his mom form this morning - the little shirt showing her nice butt with some kind of sexy thong. His cock was stirring. When he was younger he used to sneak into his parents' bedroom when no one was home and go through his mom's underwear drawer and even the dirty laundry hamper. He was always surprised to see such skimpy sexy underwear. It did not look like "mom" underwear. Lindsey wore little bikinis, booty shorts, but mostly thongs and g-strings. He would find a pair that looked fun, strip off his clothes, and use the underwear and masturbate. He always felt really dirty wrapping his mom's panties around his cock, but he was horny and had a thing for panties. Where else was he going to find such a wonderful collection of women's undies? The idea of his old habit came back to him. He quietly walked to his mom's bedroom even though no one was home. He stood in the doorway for a moment before walking over to her panty drawer. He pulled it open. He saw white cotton bikinis, lacy panties and g-strings, colorful thongs and booty shorts, all folded nicely and neatly. He was always careful if he picked out a pair to put it back right where he found it and folded the same way. Many times it was easier to find a dirty pair and just throw them back into the hamper. He did not want to imagine what would happen if she found out. The humiliation and shame would be almost unbearable. He looked down on the floor to his right. He saw the t-shirt from this morning and his heart skipped, and he closed the drawer. The light blue cotton t-shirt was crumpled on the floor. Of course, that wasn't what Cody was looking for. He slowly bent down and picked up the shirt. There it was. The thong she must have been wearing from this morning was laying right there. He didn't pick it up yet. He put the shirt down and quickly started to undress. Once he was completely naked, he went back for the worn thong he was going to use. He picked it up. It was a see-through dark pink color and a true thong, not a g-string. The material was thin and as Cody held it up he looked inside the crotch, right where his mom's pussy had been. A few white stains covered the thong, some were still a bit wet, but it was mostly dry at this point. Cody's penis stiffened. He felt his cock growing and his balls tingle. He lied down on the bed, took the thong in his right hand, and his now throbbing erection into his left. He wrapped the panties around his cock and started to stroke up and down. ---------------------------------- Lindsey pulled up to a red light and stopped. "Dammit," she said to herself. She had forgotten to bring ..... . She was still close to home, so she decided to turn around and go back home to get it. A few minutes later, she pulled into the drive way, hopped out of the car, and quickly ran inside. She opened the front door and walked into the living room to get the ..... . She turned to leave when she heard sound coming from her bedroom. She knew Cody was home, but why would he be in there. She got to the doorway entering her room and was about to call out to Cody when she stopped in her tracks. There on her bed was her son. He was naked. His eyes were closed and he had his hands on his penis, masturbating. She didn't know what to do. She didn't want to embarrass him, which would be just as embarrassing for her, so she backed behind the doorway and watched. A flood of emotions raced through her. Lindsey thought she should feel upset, and to some extent she was, but that was replaced with curiosity, and her curiosity, turned to lust. Her son was a grown man now. As much as she might deny it, the image of him in his underwear this morning made her wonder what he looked like naked, now that he was all grown up. Not only was Cody naked now, but he was fully aroused. Her eyes locked onto her son's penis. Lindsey was amused to see her son's penis looked a lot like his father's although Cody's appeared to have more girth. Lindsey noticed something else different. Her son had no pubic hair around his penis or testicles. She hadn't seen a man who shaved his genitals before. She liked the look. A familiar tingling sensation began to form between her legs; she felt a bit ashamed. She noticed something else too. Cody was holding something to his face. It looked like some small pink material. "Oh my god," Lindsey said to herself. He was sniffing the thong she was wearing from this morning. She felt angry that Cody would violate her privacy like that. It didn't look like this was his first time doing this. She wondered how many other times her son had gone through her panties to masturbate. At the same time, it flattered her. It made her feel desired and attractive. Her sex life with her husband was nearly non-existent. He traveled all the time and when he was around, one of them would have some excuse as to why they couldn't have sex. Here was a young man who probably had many female admirers and could be with any number of young women, but he was on her bed, pleasuring himself with her underwear. Cody stopped for a moment and adjusted. Lindsey watched as he took the panties away from his face, positioned the crotch of her thong over the head of his cock and resumed. Cody was lost in his masturbation session. The scent of his mother's sex engorged his cock even more. The feeling of the thin material tickled his cock head. His closed his eyes again, picturing what his mom's ass would look like in the tiny thong. Then he imagined what her pussy might look like too. Did she have pouty lips? Did she keep her cunt shaved or waxed? If felt so "wrong and forbidden" to be having such lustful thoughts about his own mother, but it turned him on. His hand began to stroke faster. It became a blur over his cock. The image of her son lost in his own sexual pleasure was so erotic. Lindsey felt guilty for staying to watch. This was Cody she was spying on, not some random stranger. The fact this was so taboo caused her pussy to throb even more. She was wet. Lindsey had not been this turned on in years. Her lust took over and she slowly entered the room. Her heart was racing. What if Cody freaked out? What was going to happen? She walked closer, right to the edge of the bed. Cody did not see his mom come into the room. His eyes were still closed and he was close to orgasm. Lindsey pulled off her shirt, and carefully unbuttoned her shorts, letting them fall to the floor. She tried hard not to disturb her son and interrupt him, but she wasn't hiding the fact she was standing next to him either. Cody could feel his balls swelling and his cum building. He wanted to watch himself shoot his load right into the crotch of his mom's thong. He opened his eyes. "Mom!" Cody yelled. She startled him. His impending orgasm subsided for a moment as he realized he was no longer alone. "It's ok. Keep going," Lindsey replied. She looked her son in the eyes and then looked back to her son's cock making sure Cody noticed her gaze. Cody was distracted. His mom was standing in front of him in her underwear. He starred at her breasts as they looked like they would spill out of her bra, and then glanced down to her panty-covered pussy. His mom had her hands hooked around the waistband of her thong and peeled them off right in front of him. Cody saw his mother's naked vagina for the first time. It was perfect. She kept her pussy shaved and groomed. Cody noticed her lips part slightly and her sex seemed to glisten as she stepped out of her panties. Without saying a word she laid her thong on her son's chest. Cody froze still processing what was happening. Lindsey walked around to the other side of the bed and as she did Cody got a perfect view of her round ass. It was just as he imagined. She unhooked her bra too allowing her breasts to swing free. She climbed onto the bed and sat on her knees near Cody's feet so they were facing each other. She looked her son in the eyes and then at her underwear lying on his chest and back to his eyes. Cody got the message. He picked up the new thong and put it to his face and inhaled. The scent was electric and seemed to travel straight down to his genitals. His erection had never subsided although it did stiffen as he smelled his mother's wetness. He looked back to his mom. She had her right hand between her legs and began rubbing her clitoris. Lindsey was in a dream. As she began to masturbate in front of her son, a wave of pleasure hit her in a way she had never felt before. She watched intensely as Cody began to stroke his cock again. She could make out every detail of her son's penis and testicles now. His erection was a deep red color. The head of his cock shined and she could make out every ridge and vein up and down his shaft. His smooth hairless balls were large and bounced as he jerked his dick. Lindsey felt proud; her son was a healthy, red-blooded American man. She had the idea of showing him off to her friends so they could enjoy the beautiful cock and balls that were on her son. She quickened the pace as she rubbed her clit harder. Cody looked in front of him. His knees were spread apart just like his mom's. Her vagina was uninhibited and on display for him. He had guessed she might shave her pussy because he never found a single stray pubic hair in any of her panties over the years. His watched his mom's hand pleasure herself. He looked at her face and her stare was focused right between his legs. He was watching his mom watching him masturbate while she masturbated! That idea almost sent him over the edge. Lindsey inserted a couple of fingers into her sopping wet vagina. Both of them heard her fingers make a squishing sound as they entered. She couldn't remember ever feeling this wet. Cody took the new thong his mom had given him wrapped that around his cock instead. He was close to cumming and so was Lindsey. Lindsey took her fingers out of her pussy and used the natural lubrication to stroke her clit again. She watched again as her son masturbated with her thong. Cody's right hand was a blur again. His left hand caressed his balls and gave them a firm but gentle squeeze. His balls tightened. He started to orgasm. Rope after rope of cum quickly filled his mom's underwear. Cody grunted and let out a low groan. Lindsey saw the first shot of her son's semen seep through the fabric. Right then a rush of pleasure took over her body She furiously rubbed her vagina and started to orgasm too. Her pussy was on fire and finally had its release. She threw her head back and moaned over and over. They were exhausted. Never before had either of the experienced such an intense orgasm. Lindsey collapsed next to her son on the bed. They lied there naked and relaxed. They had crossed into forbidden territory. A mother and her son masturbating together? Was there anything as taboo as that? Neither of them said a word, but they both new this was the start of something new. Caught Masturbating By My Niece "Uncle Mike?" My eyes sprung open to the sight of my 18-year-old niece standing next to my bed. I had been lying on my back, my eyes closed, in my own bedroom, jacking off. I must have left the front door unlocked. I was holding my hard dick in one hand and my niece was staring at it. It was early afternoon and even with the shades drawn there was still enough light in the room for her to see it clearly. I had dropped my blankets and sheets off at the laundry, so I didn't even have something to cover up with. Sounding defensive, she said, "I rang the bell." My niece sometimes came over after school, but I'd been doing odd jobs around the house and had taken the very old doorbell down but hadn't replaced it with a new one yet. "That's okay, Nancy. Go wait. I should get dressed." She was still looking right at my cock, her eyes wide. "That's okay, sweetie. It's normal to be curious." "I never saw one before." She was whispering. Instead of running away, she stepped right up to the side of my bed. "Mom says I can't date or anything till after I become a doctor!" My sister was a complete headcase about sex and men. "You were masturbating?" I couldn't deny it. "Yes. How long were you watching?" She laughed nervously, almost a giggle. "Promise not to tell?" "Sure." "I don't know, but it was a while." "That's okay, too. But you should run along and let me get dressed." "Can I just look at it for a little while longer?" "Seems like you already got a look." "But your hand was on it, covering it. Still is." She was biting her lower lip, looking very cute. I was still holding it. I had been so startled that I'd not thought to even use my other hand to cover up more. I reached down and covered more of myself with my other hand. "Your mom wouldn't approve." "I won't tell and you already promised not to tell." "That's not what I meant." "She's a prude. No talking to boys. Have to go to the stupid church school with only other girls, where they teach us that the world is flat. You'd think she never had sex or something." She attended a fundamentalist church with its own school for boys and another for girls. But she was exaggerating: They didn't teach that the earth was flat. Five thousand years old, yes, flat, no. "Please, Uncle? You forgot my birthday." I laughed. I hadn't forgotten her birthday and she knew it. I had given her a beautiful old comb, brush and mirror set that I'd found online. I didn't bother to correct her, since she was smiling, smirking really, obviously at her own baldfaced fib. "It's natural and healthy to be curious, you said so." "Yes, but I'm your uncle." "And I'm your niece." "That's the way it works, or so I've heard." "So show me, please. Let me look for a while. I promise never to tell." "Okay, I guess." I dropped my hands. My cock had deflated to half mast. Her eyes were really wide and she was zeroed in my cock. She sat on the edge of the bed, her body turned toward me. She's a beautiful girl. Her breasts are about a 32-B, her hair blond naturally streaked with brown, her eyes an amazingly iridescent blue. "Okay, you've had your show." "You said I could look as much as I wanted." She was smirking again, knowing that I knew that she was fibbing. "Besides, it was bigger before. I want to see it big." "I guess I'm nervous. My niece looking at me, me naked, you . . ." "Me not? I guess I'd feel silly being naked with you dressed." She stood up and started to pull her sun-dress up. "You don't have to do that, Nancy." She giggled. "Becky played 'you show me yours, I'll show you mine,' with Peter Steward, when we were five. I remember thinking that I'd never ever do that." Still giggling, she pulled it up fast over her legs, waist, breasts, and head. "That's enough, sweetie." It was summer and she had only had her bra and panties under her dress. But then she was reaching behind her back to unhook her bra, and her breasts spilled out, her quarter-sized nipples bubblegum pink and pointy and hard. The only 18-year-old breasts I'd seen since I was a teenage were in magazines or movie teen sex comedies. Her hands were on her hips, playing nervously with the waist-band of her snow-white panties. "I feel shy." "It's okay, you can stop now." But my dick had started to grow again, and her eyes were burning into it. I couldn't help it, I was staring at her gorgeous young breasts. "It's like going in the cold ocean, better to jump right in?" She meant undressing. She was looking at my growing cock too. I should've covered up again, but I didn't. She pulled her panties down quick, stepped out of them and leaving them on the floor. Her pubes were light brown, and they formed a light fuzzy halo around her pussy lips which seemed completely bare. Her bra, sun-dress and panties were discarded on my floor. Her mother was constantly yelling at her to pick up her dirty clothes. She stepped closer to me, giving me a good view. She even turned around, letting me see her round little ass. "A random guy at the mall said that I have a nice ass." She used her toes to take her sneakers off. She sat on the bed again, facing me, and then she scrambled up and knelt next to me and sat back on her heels. She still had on a pair of white ankle socks. I was hard again. She giggled happily. "See, it worked." I laughed nervously. I kept glancing at her pussy and she opened her knees and thighs to give me a better look. "You're not going to tell your mother or your father, ever?" "Of course. I don't want to get you in trouble, and I don't want to get in trouble. Besides, maybe I'll want you to show me again,. Heck, maybe I'll want to show you again." I laughed. "This is a one-time deal." She pouted and laughed. "So you gotta let me touch it, too." "Nancy, that's not a good idea." "Why not?" "You're so young, I'm your uncle, I'm 30 years older than you are, and it's a sin." She giggled and reached out and took my cock in her hand. "You don't believe in sin." "Don't do that," but I didn't brush her hand away either. "You said I can see yours if I show you mine, so I get to touch yours if . . ." She took my hand and guided to her pussy, her legs opening. Helpless to stop her, helpless to pull my own hand away, I let her do it. And of course I hadn't made a childish deal with her about her showing and me showing. "Don't tell mom, but I sometimes . . ." And she began to rub herself with my hand. She was very wet. "Why do you masturbate? I do it every night, but I don't have a boyfriend. Mom won't let me have a boyfriend." She had begun to stroke my cock, more playing with it, but she was stroking it too. "I don't have a girlfriend either." "What about Jackie?" "Was my girlfriend, but now we're just friends." She was still using my hand to masturbate herself while she stroked my cock lightly with her other hand. "Girls suck their boyfriends, right?" And she leaned her head down and kissed my cock and took the head of it into her wet hot mouth. I pulled my hand away from her pussy and gently pushed her head back up, my palm on her forehead. She reached down between her own legs and began to finger herself. "If you want, I'll come over every day after school and let you do whatever you want. Saturdays too, and Sundays after church. You get some of those condom thingies, you can fuck me all you want. I'll go on the Pill right away as long as I can keep them here, and then you won't need to use condoms." I was looking it her, her hard teenage tits as she fingered herself. "You know, after today, I'll just find another guy, let him do it, let him fuck my ass, tie me up, take nasty pictures of me, let him do whatever he wants. You'd be saving me from that, Uncle Mike. Maybe he'd get me pregnant. Maybe Don Parker." She giggled. Don Parker is black and my sister thinks that black people are "the children of Caine." She lifted up and crawled on top of my hips, her knees on either side of me. She took my hand and guided it back to her slit, and she was even more wet that before. I started to finger her without her guiding me. "As long as you gimme what I want, I promise no other guys. None, ever. I can go to St. Mary's when I go to college. I bet mom would let me stay with you, she worries about you living alone." St. Mary's is a nearby all-girls' Catholic college. "Do you have any condom thingies?" "No." She lowered herself on me, guiding my cock to her pussy. "I bet if you knocked me up, if some mystery boy knocked me up, mom would throw me out, and then I could come live with you. You'd have to take me in: It'd be the right thing to do, the Christian thing." She laughed. I was thinking that this was some game, that she was a slut or something who had done it with a bunch of other boys and maybe men too. But then my cock didn't go in, wouldn't go in. She was riding me, my cockhead going in a little, but that was it. It wouldn't go in, wouldn't go in, and I was going nuts, and her eyes looked crazy with lust too. I rolled her over and mounted her, using my weight and strength to try to force my cock into her and still it wouldn't go in. Finally I broke her hymen by forcing two and then three fingers into her, and then I fucked her hard while she cried but didn't ask me to stop until I shot my load on her belly and tits. I scooped some of it up with my hands and made her lick them clean. She giggled and giggled while she did it and licked the rest off my chest and belly without being asked. We showered, went back to my bed, and I ass-fucked her too. She just lay there, taking it, at first asking me to go slow, but then hiding her face in my pillow as I fucked her and fucked her in her hot little ass as hard as I could. The next day she was back at the same time, but she was too sore to pussy-fuck so I had her suck me and then I ass-fucked her again, only this time she came from it. Two weeks later she moved in, "to take care of me," promising her mother that she'd obey me completely and that she wouldn't have anything to do with guys, saying that I was enough for her. They have six other kids, and money is tight, the house crowded, so I bet my sister is glad to get her out of their house and into mine so that I'll feed her.