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The car rolled back out of the driveway. the tell-tale grinding of the tires ringing out like bell to Zack - snapping him out of his repose. Zack is 15 years old, and like any healthy teenager he had awoken with rock-hard morning wood. He peaked out his blinds to confirm that his parents were indeed leaving, and when he saw their bumper round the corner down the street he nearly shouted with glee. He immediately began removing his pajama pants, exposing his proud, erect cock. He was only 15, but he was a big kid, tall and athletic, and already packing almost 8 inches with a healthy girth. He reached under his bed and found his bottle of lube he had stashed away, and began spreading it along the length of his throbbing member. It felt so good - with his hand lubed up it felt almost as good as a real pussy....almost. He slowed his stroking when he got too close, he didn't want to finish himself - he knew that any minute now....

Melinda had been awake for about 20 minutes when she finally heard the car doors slam, and the wheels grind down the driveway. An agonizingly long 20 minutes! She had woken up even hornier than usual - she had another wet dream. Another gangbang dream - a cock in every hole and at least 5 more waiting their turn. She'd been having different versions of the same dream all week - some with other girls, some with guys she knew, some were in interesting locations, she knew she'd hit a new low though as this was just an unremarkable bedroom somewhere and a room full of faceless strangers with hard cocks. "God, I'm such a depraved slut..." she thought to herself. But she wouldn't have it any other way. She couldn't wait to turn 18 - she had already worked out a plan to get a fake acceptance letter to a college in L.A., when really she was moving out there to get into porn. Only 4 more year....Doesn't mean she couldn't use some practice now, though....

Melinda Jumped out of bed and nearly ran down the hallway,tossing aside her pajama top, and her panties. She burst into her brother's room completely naked, her budding b-cups bouncing with every step. Zack was sitting upright, already lubing up his cock, looking at her with a knowing smile.

"Have you been waiting long?" She asked coyly.

"Nope, perfect timing!" He said, as he removed his hands from his cock and wiped off the excess lube.

"Oh my god, that looks so good..." Melinda almost growled the words, "I'm already so fucking wet you probably didn't need the lube." And with that she climbed into Zack's bed, straddled him and sank her hungry pussy onto his cock, impaling herself balls-deep in one go. It was one of the hottest things Zack had ever seen. They'd been fucking for years - but the way she so casually engulfed his entire cock was nearly overwhelming. She was a very slim girl, only about 5 feet tall and barely 100 pounds. She was a swimmer and a cheerleader, so she was thin, but still athletic - with a flat stomach and long skinny legs. He was honestly amazed she had room to fit his cock inside her at all.

As she slammed down onto his pelvis she let out a long, loud groan of ecstasy. "Oh fuuuuuuuuckkKkk! I've been waiting for SO LOOOONG for this..." she said as she began riding up and down her brother's massive dick. Zack put his hands on her hips, nearly engulfing her entire waist and began to assist her up and down his shaft. Soon he was picking her up and nearly slamming her back down onto him. Melinda couldn't believe how hard she was being fucked. She just grabbed onto his arms and went along for the ride - allowing her brother to manipulate her petite body, she felt like such a helpless whore and she loved every second of it. after a few minutes of being her brother's fleshlight - she let out a scream of pure ecstasy and a torrent of her juices came flooding out of her pussy, all over her brother's cock, torso and sheets. Her mind went blank as the orgasm ripped through her body. She was barely conscious - Zack could tell by the way her body went limp and her moans turned to a garbled mess. He let her body flop back onto the bed and stood up next to it. He grabbed her by the ankles and spread her long, skinny legs back as far as they would go and slid his cock back inside her. Melinda regained some sentience as his dick filled her up again. She helped her brother by pulling her legs back and interlocking her feet behind her head - now he had unrestricted access to her pussy and could fuck her as deep and as hard as he wanted. Zack pounded away at his little sister's, soaking wet pussy. He was taking full strokes, slamming his pelvis into her cunt lips with every thrust. Melinda soon climaxed again, her eyes rolled back into her head and she was on the edge of passing out again. She was vaguely aware of the 8 inches of man meat being driven into her, repeatedly, but she was completely oblivious to the fact that she was spraying herself with her own juices with every thrust. Both her and the sheets were soaked by the time she came down from her orgasm. Her brother never stopped, though. He kept driving his meat into her - grunting louder and louder, until he pushed in as deep as he possibly could and began dumping his seed into her.

It felt like gallons. Zack felt at least 10, strong pulses shoot right into his sister's womb. He pulled his still hard cock out of his sister, and watched their mixed juices poor out. Melinda immediately stuck two fingers inside her self and began scooping it up and licking it off her hands.

"God, you are such a filthy fucking slut..." He said to her.

"You fucking know it!" She replied, proudly.

"I'm gonna get a cup of coffee, want anything?" He asked as he walked out of the room.

"I wouldn't mind another cock! Call James, invite him over! Ooh, I'll text Eileen from next door - Let's have our own little fuck-fest while their gone!" She called to his as she lapped the cum from her pussy.

"Sounds good! I'll ask James to bring Kim too." He answered. "Mom and Dad are going to grandma and grandpa's for dinner tonight so they wont be back until late tonight, anyway. Hey, save some of that cum - I want to use it as lube to fuck you in the ass in a minute..."

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Hi friends ,this is my first story on ISS and I hope that you will enjoy my story.I am george from kerala And this is a story told to be my friend.I found it interesting and decided to share it .Without boring you more lets get on to the story. It was a Sunday and I have come to the office for some shit work due to some client visit. I just came to office and since it was Sunday no one was there. Being Sunday I just came in a skirt and t shirt. I for the first time in my life came to office...

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Sunday afternoon alone in the dunes, well we thought we were. It's your worst nightmare, that gushing feeling when you suddenly realize that you have been caught in a comprising situation. It had been one of those typical family visits to the relatives, the type of visit which had become routine, with everyone being polite, interjected with moments that were actually enjoyable, such as the trip to the beach after Sunday lunch. As there were quite a few of us, we had to leave in three cars. I...

Sunday Spin

With a basket full of my dirty clothes, I struggled into the local Laundromat. It was three years since I had routinely been to the Laundromat, but after splitting with my boyfriend it became a Sunday tradition. No Sunday roast with my parents, instead I spent the nicest part of the day sitting on a hard little wooden bench. You see, Peter got the washing machine in the split, and I hadn't got around to replacing it. As much as I hated to admit it, I still needed to feel hard done by;...

Sunday Morning Chapter 6

It was Saturday, and yet Tyler was wearing his Sunday best. He wore a white, button down dress shirt with black dress pants. He also wore a red tie and dress shoes. His hair was combed, and his face was cleaned. Looking in the mirror, he felt uncomfortable in these clothes. Spending most of his time in female clothing, he began to notice how rough the material was in contrast to some of the silk things he wore for Allison. That wasn't the only reason why he was uncomfortable. After what...

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