Getting Even Closer To Alan Greg
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I sat down on the bed, and they each took a side of me.
I took a cock in each hand. "Which one of you would like to let your wood feel my pussy walls first?" I pondered, turning my head multiple times. "I'm only your mom, so don't be shy."
Neither of them immediately spoke, but according to their faces, they loved the idea. I couldn't even decide which one to take a ride with first, but as I put the question out there, I waited for one of them to step up to the plate.
"You really want to have vaginal sex, Mom?" Greg wondered.
"Yes, I still have Alan's and your cum drying on my boobs, so I'm dead serious. I want you both, you are my boys, and it is time for you both to go all the way with your mom. There is no shame in it, just love. I'm giving you both hand jobs right now because I love you both that much," I explained before a pause. "I also saw you two kiss each other. I cherished it and would love to see more. Although, I'm still not going to push you, let's see if we can get you both a little more comfortable. Don't worry, I'm still your mom, but why don't you allow me to be more than that?"
"Okay, Mom," Greg volunteered before he turned to me and slowly pushed me down.
I let go of their cocks, and I watched Greg calmly make a move with me. He leaned down and kissed me many times all over my face, except for my lips. I kept my eyes on him, for the time being, and I did catch Alan jacking off once.
"I love you, Mom," Greg muttered before he leaned over and gradually pulled off my panties. "Have fun with these, Alan," he said, tossing them to him.
Then he looked back at me, but failed to move for a moment.
"I love you too, Greg Jr., now and forever. Don't you want to make love to me? Your flesh and blood mother?"
"Yes, but this is nerve racking though. I just saw that you have a bush, Mom, so that makes you even sexier. I'm the older one here, so I should be able to please you, what if I can't?"
"Then, in reality, you'll have nowhere to go, but up," I let him know, placing my palms on his face. "No one in this room is going to judge you, Greg, so don't be so spooked. Alan loves you too, and he looks up to you. Be cool and show him it is safe to have sex me."
"What if I cum inside you?"
"Would it make you feel better to wear a condom?"
He nodded, and we instantly felt the mattress move slightly.
I looked over to see Alan. "You are digging in my panty drawer; you know where I keep my condoms, Alan?"
"Yes, Mom, I might have seen you snatch one before a few months ago."
"You horny devil."
"Come here, Greg," Alan said, opening the package.
He got off me and stood on the floor. "Dude, I can take it from here," Greg whined, waving his hands.
"No," Alan objected, looking at him. "Allow me, big brother. Maybe we can become closer too, and make our mom even happier," he proposed, calmly bringing the condom to the head of Greg's wood. "That dumbfuck broke up with her, so we need to pick up the slack for her."
"Fine, little brother."
He pushed the condom back and gave him another kiss. "It is our duty to make our mom happy by any means necessary, let's work up to that. You have a nice dick, so use it on her. If she asked me, and you'd be okay with it, I'd take you to that bed and fuck the shit out of you."
"Whoa," Greg protested, pushing Alan marginally. "Enough," he said before he instantly got on the bed and on top of me. "I'm going to fuck you now, Mom," he informed me before he guided his rod to my pussy and pushed it right in there.
"Oh, that's good, Greg Jr., stick it in there deep for me," I moaned, placing my hands on his lower back and closing my eyes.
"Make love to our sexy mom and make her moan, Greg. You are the eldest son, so you should be able to make her feel like a whole new woman."
"Alan, please be quiet."
"Sorry, Mom."
I kept my eyes closed for another moment as I felt Greg's schlong vibrate, and inevitably go in and out of my pussy ever so slowly. The intimate event just made my emotional roof break, and I couldn't help, but to love every single second.
His body stayed relatively close to mine, but did leave a small gap between us, just enough for my boobs to keep touching his chest. For the time being, his hands remained on my arms, and he held them tightly too.
Between the three of us, the bed pulsated quite a bit where the legs even came off the floor at times. After that moment, I opened my eyes and saw Greg staring at me. No one said a word, because nothing needed to be uttered by any of us.
I massaged his back the whole time, going up and down in tiny movements. Considering how soft he thought my body was, I knew he loved the physical pleasure from that too. Neither Greg or I smiled, but just tried to deal with the thrill of it all.
In preparation to do that, he leaned down and kissed me for a few seconds. After that, he went back to his previous position, but placed his hands on my boobs. He didn't put any pressure on them to make uncomfortable, he just grabbed onto them and enjoyed.
'I think I see him shedding a tear; he must love me now more than ever. He has quite soft hands as well, so does Alan, so we all can make quite the trio. And his pecker is quite big too, so he should make any lady he has sex with very happy.'
"May I kiss you again, Mom?"
"Yes, I'm your mom, even you weren't fucking me, I'd still let you kiss me all you want, Greg. I even showed you my bare back with just my panties on before we started this sexual adventure. We were already pretty open, but now we broke the door off."
Suddenly he dropped down to me and glued his lips onto mine. Then my breasts and his hands became slightly squished, but no one minded. I felt his cock venture all the way into my slit, which did make me feel even more sexually fulfilled.
We heard him moaning quite a bit with his lips on mine, so I lowered my palms right to his butt. I didn't caress it, but grabbed onto his cheeks rather hard. I made sure not to let my fingernails dig into his butt, but to make the message clear.
'I wonder how jealous any of my past boyfriends would get if they knew this was happening. This surely could, and I hope it will open up the door to us being the closest family in the world. They could come to me for sex advice, never be afraid of being underdressed, and certainly never hide a girlfriend from me. I'd love to share one their cocks with a woman, and maybe they'd love me that much more. Holy mother fucking shit, what if I had a fivesome with them and their girlfriends? I don't even know how that would work, but it'd be steaming hot. I'm getting ahead of myself.'
Greg's lips abruptly lifted off mine. "Damn, you have incredibly soft lips, but mine are getting tired."
"Don't worry, son," I assured him, placing my hands on his face. "I know just how much you love me now."
"Okay," he muttered, putting a more significant gap between us and snatching my thighs.
I suddenly got a better view of his body, and he began thrusting his rod again. This time, he let it go in and out of my pussy in bigger movements. Whether I wanted to or not, I let a few tears out myself.
I knew he saw them, but it didn't distract him though. Neither did hearing Alan jack off, so it seemed to be just us right then. I loved that, so I shed a few more tears and moved my hands to his shoulders.
I supported him perfectly and let him fuck me properly. He bit down on his bottom lip, and I felt his dick vibrating too. He also couldn't keep constant eye contact with me either, so I knew he already had his time coming.
His hands stayed on my boobs, so I knew that made him go nuts too. I still couldn't imagine every single thing that went through his mind, but in the end, the magic 'I' word came into effect on us and made us throw our usual caution to the wind.
"You don't usually fuck your mom, but yet you are doing it now, Greg Jr., how does it make you feel?"
"Insanely good, Mom. There are no words to describe how good it feels both inside and out," he answered, closing his eyes. "I just hope I don't break the condom."
"Okay, just don't stop yourself from fucking me as hard as you can. Show your little brother just how fun it is and feel free to show a little more 'cum' affection if you want to, Greg. Your father had a problem with it, but I already know you are different."
"I understand, Mom," he alerted me, peeking back at me. "You do have the best body any woman of your age could ever have, and I'll cover it again for you if you fancy. Your twat is completely lubed up for me too; it isn't just the condom."
"I know, but my snatch is leaking because of you. Maybe I'm just getting off on my sons being so attracted to me."
"Would you two shut the fuck up? I'm trying to enjoy this sexy sight," Alan whined, stroking his johnson fiercely.
All three of us were becoming physically and mentally exhausted, but none of us wanted the arousing situation to stop. My pussy went through the great, but the painful exercise of his cock devouring it, and I couldn't picture a better thing to do with Greg.
Seeing him slowly lose it and falling for me was heart affirming too. He did manage to keep eye contact with me, even though I knew he was being pushed further and further towards him having to let his seed loose.
"Slather your lips, Greg. Just come to terms that you are having sex with me, there is literally nothing to be ashamed of, got it? Incest can be wonderful when its done right, and I sure hope you allow me to pleasure you both frequently throughout the rest of our lives. Whether you are seeing someone, or you are married. My panties are open to you two, and always will be."
"If you say so, Mom," Greg moaned, slanting his head back.
"Babe, are you trying not to cum? Don't, please don't do that, I want to see all the seed you can dole out. Then you can watch your brother little take my pussy for a ride."
"You are going to love it, little brother," Greg mentioned, looking at Alan. "I never fucked Amanda or any other woman, but I'm positive that our mom is easily a million times better than every other woman. She is going to want to make you shoot almost immediately. Just like this."
A few seconds later, he let his cock out and stood on the floor.
Greg brought his hands to his member, but Alan stopped him. "Allow me, big brother," he offered before he yanked off the condom and took his dick in his hand too. "Give this dazzling MILF the cum she craves."
"Okay," Greg let out, wrapping his arms around Alan.
So, we all watched Alan stroke Greg's member quickly right before Greg unleashed the mighty force of his load. Remarkably, Greg just seemed to love that Alan acted as the tool to make it come out, even though my pussy did all the heavy lifting.
"Oh, fuck yes, Alan, keep rubbing it for me," Greg moaned, shuddering around while letting out the first stream.
"I will now tell me you love me again, Greg."
"I love you, Alan," Greg stated, strengthing his grip.
Greg's seed scattered all over my body in five different shots, all with the help of Alan's hand. I just caressed my melons the whole time and felt my heart blossoming as I plainly saw them loving each other a bit more in the process.
Even though I loved the tenderness of feeling Greg's seed splashing down all over my body, the idea of them getting that close to each other somehow still crushed that act and made me love them even more. After he finished, Greg still had to let out a deep breath and bring himself together.
Although, Alan's hand remained on his brother's dick and kept rubbing it somewhat too. I saw him smiling at his brother for a moment, but of course, he had to check out my body afterward also. He cheesed quite a bit and even got back on the bed with me.
"Impressed, Alan? Your older brother has a cum cannon, and it was so hot to see you stroking it for him too," I whispered, leaning up to him and taking his rod in my right hand. "Do you find him attractive?"
Alan calmly turned his head to see Greg, and he stared for a moment. Greg failed to cover up at all and let his little brother see everything.
After that moment, Alan glanced back at me as he sat down. "I think it is just because of you, Mom. The incest between you have with both of us has just made me want to do it for you."
"Good," I said, getting up over his lap. "Although, I'd really like to feel your schlong inside my cherry first," I mentioned, grabbing his dick.
"Wait, don't forget the condom."
"Good save, Alan," I giggled, getting off him.
I stood up on the floor as I watched Greg open one and leaned down to Alan's wood.
Greg placed it on the head of his johnson. "You're right, it is just because of mom, little brother," he agreed, pushing it back. "There is no shame in us getting closer this way, especially for her. You're the best little brother I could ask for, dude."
"That is so sweet of you to say, Greg," I mentioned, lowering myself to my knees. "There is no one and nothing more important to me then you two, and to see you both so close to one another makes me feel like the greatest mom in the world. It truly does, and I can't thank you enough for both of you being you two."
"We love you too, Mom," Alan reminded me, putting his hands out.
I took them and helped myself onto his lap. I wrapped one arm around his neck and calmly reached down to his cock. I lazily grabbed onto it and stroked it for a few seconds as we made eye contact. He just grinned at me and placed his hands on my butt.
"I love that you love your sexy mommy, Alan," I whispered, slowly lowering myself down and letting his dick penetrate my pussy. "Holy shit," I moaned, closing my eyes and slanting my head back. "I love both of your schlongs, boys. They are quite magical, to say the least," I let out before I let my palms slide onto his shoulders. "There is nothing better than having sex with your loving sons, they love you, and you love them. By the way, Greg, did you fill up your condom?" I wondered, glancing at him.
"Yes, Mommy, only for you. Good thing it didn't break," Greg answered, seemingly out of breath.
I glanced back at him. "If you make yourself cum again, at least shoot it towards me, it'd be quite wasteful not to give it to your ravishing mom."
"Yes, Mommy, I'll shower again if you want me to, I promise."
"Okay, but I'm going to enjoy your brother right now," I informed him before I leaned back towards Alan. "Give your mommy a kiss."
He followed my order and pressed his lips onto mine. His hands failed to vacate my ass, but I enveloped my arms around him and let my breasts push onto his chest too. I did the work for Alan, not for any real reason, but just because the opportunity came up.
I let my pussy thrust somewhat on and off his rod for a few minutes as we stayed close to each other. Of course, my jugs scrubbed his flesh as if they were two big sponges and his chest was a giant plate.
"Shit, Mom, you have one wet slit too, I feel your juice leaking out. Wow, you are perfect in every way, you're an experienced MILF, and eager to please."
"All because of you, now shut the fuck up and enjoy the pleasure," I ordered him before leaning away from him slightly.
I gave myself a little more leverage so I could let my twat do the gratifying job and make him feel really good. Between feeling my pussy walls slide on his cock, and my boobs swinging, I knew I fucked him both mentally and physically.
I kept my eyes right on him for the being, but I saw him angle his head back and try to deal with the luxury of fucking his mom. It just tickled me pink, to say the least how I could be their mom and electrify them both sexually.
As time went on, I did feel Alan make a tighter grip on my butt. It seemed like with each passing thrust of my cherry; his defenses went down a little bit more. No matter how long he would last, he was still going to get some more action off me after he shot his load.
"I'm willing to go all day tomorrow if you two would fancy, you may keep cumming and fucking me nonstop, I have nowhere to be. We don't even have to get dressed, we can stay nude, and you two just let your dicks inside me too. I know I'd love that, just fucking you two until both of you couldn't take it for another minute. Just let me fuck you both until you can't let out even a single drop of cum, don't you love the sound of that?"
"Yes, Mom, you may screw me senseless, I love it," Alan moaned, grabbing my ass cheeks really hard.
"Yes, I also want you to make love to me too, are you okay with that?"
"Yes, Mom."
"Am I better than Amanda Kingston?"
"Heck yes, there is no contest there. We have a better relationship, you have bigger melons, a cuter face and of course, a sexier mouth too."
"Good answer," I praised him before kissing him. "Come here, Greg."
He leaned down with us, and I kissed him too. "Fuck me," I moaned before I had us turn around and I lied down on the bed. "You two better find two sexy, but likable ladies to come to meet me. They better be okay with you doing it with me now and then. If they are special, they'll like it. Beware though, I only have one ring to give, so first come, first serve. And no getting them pregnant and then proposing, that's not cool. I don't give a shit if that's what happened with your father and me, I want you two to be more traditional, understand?" I asked, looking at them.
"Yes, Mom," they both replied.
I remained down on my back and let Alan begin to jam his dick inside me. Suddenly, he took over the pleasuring and just allowed me to lie back and take it. His hands came down to my boobs, and he grabbed onto them firmly.
He looked down at me, but didn't feature any expressions other than a troubled, but pleasurable look where it hurt so much that it felt good. Even through the condom, I knew he still felt the gratification more than ever.
I kept my legs spread apart as much as I could to give him the perfect access to my pussy. He let it come in and out as if it was on ice. Nevertheless, I could duplicate the thrill with either of them, their first fucks with me would always be the best.
"Yes, Mom, every time I let my pecker back into your slit, I make you twitch. Do you like it, do you love it, could you possibly think it is better than getting cancer cured?"
"Yes, you hunk, now devour that snatch and cum all over me, Alan!" I growled, looking at him. "I demand it!"
"Yes, Mommy, I will do that for you, right in front of Greg," he sobbed, pushing himself to make me feel good.
He snagged my thighs and held them as tightly as he could. Then I had to lie back completely and endure the sexual torture he gave me. I couldn't be sure just how big his dick was, but I could have sworn that it got bigger and bigger by the minute.
My whole body jittered, but I kept my place up on the bed. I didn't even know what I wanted: to stop the action, or just ride it out until Alan couldn't take it for another second. I looked right at him and shed a few tears.
It failed to distract him at all, in fact, it made him slightly more fierce. His speed swiftly just became even faster, and my twat felt even more pain. Although, I couldn't make myself stop it, solely because of the love.
"Shit, little brother, you are going even longer than I did, and you're screwing her silly. Wow, I'm nearly speechless, how can you keep doing it to her so hard for so long? You are sweating like you are in a volcano, and I'm sure your heart is on its last legs too."
Alan failed to respond at all; he just kept going as it was going to be the last thing he did. I blew him a kiss, and that spark a grin from him. I still couldn't get a word from him, but the connections between us were superb in every way.
I still noticed Greg standing just a few inches away and jacking off as if he'd die if he didn't. I couldn't stop even a single tear from forming on my face, but I probably wouldn't want to anyway. My main fear was that I might turn him off somewhat.
Although, nothing seemed to turn him off, and I surely thought all the moaning dropping from his brother's mouth would. After another minute, I placed my hands on my breasts and licked my lips even though he saw me crying slightly.
"Holy shit, Mom, you are so much better than that bitch Amanda. She doesn't even compare to you."
"Thank you, but don't you dare say that about Amanda. She was still a sweet woman and deserves respect. I didn't raise you to be disrespectful of any woman whether she is in earshot or not, understand?"
"I'm sorry, Mom," he fretted, abruptly stopping his fucking and slanting his head down.
He let his cock out, and I leaned up with him.
"Fuck me; you do have a big dick, Alan," I praised him, placing my right hand on it.
I pulled off the condom as I kept my eyes off him for a few seconds. "Wow, you do have quite a bit of your seed in here, Alan. Being your mom, I'm not surprised," I mentioned, prior to tossing in the trash. "Do you have any more for me though?" I pondered, grabbing his member with my right hand and placing my left at the base.
"Are you mad at me, Mom?" Alan sobbed, wiping away a few tears.
"No, but don't call a woman a name like that again, unless it is at least intended to be a compliment in some context, got it?"
"Yes, Mom."
"Now give me some more cum, Alan," I ordered him, calmly rubbing it again. "Wow, you did keep going for quite a while, son, that is quite sexy. I feel tempted for you to call Amanda up and take her for a ride because you owe it to her. She was always nice to me, and she was the one that took your 'V' card, so maybe you should call her. Just use protection, it might piss off Greg if you give me a grandchild before he does."
"No, you have a bigger dick, so do whatever you want, Alan."
Neither of us uttered a word in response, but then I suddenly saw Alan jiggering around a bit. I aimed it right at my boobs and peeked back up at him. Nothing needed to be spoken, the proposed action seemed to be enough. I didn't even look back at my rack; I just felt his seed attack it from one second to the next.
"Son of a bitch, Mom," Alan moaned, angling his head back. "Keep going; I love you."
"I love you too, Alan," I replied as another streamed splashed down on my breasts.
I failed to look down for even a second before he couldn't fire out any more of his seed. I didn't count them, but I was sure he unleashed at least five shots all the while, I stroked his rod, and he couldn't look at me.
I kept my head up for a few seconds afterward and watched him catch his breath. His whole body vibrated like a vibrator on full blast. Once again, I couldn't imagine how great he felt, but I knew it had to be fantastic.
"Shit, I don't want to spoil the moment..." Greg moaned.
"Cum on mom's butt, Greg," Alan suggested.
I didn't glance at Greg, but as his little brother recommended, a few seconds later, I felt him squirt my butt with his hot cum over the duration for thirty seconds or so. Again, I didn't see it, but still felt the physical and emotional pleasure come over me like nothing else.
Suddenly, I saw Alan lower himself to his knees, and kiss me. I also felt Greg's hands gently land on my shoulders, and I turned my head to him. I kissed as well, and they both gradually pressed their bodies onto mine.
"I have two hard peckers on my body and more cum drying on it now too," I moaned, moving around somewhat.
"Only because we love you, Mom," Alan muttered before kissing me.
"And we love kissing you too," Greg added before kissing me again as well.
"Good to know," I pointed out, prior to rising to my feet.
I stood in the middle of them with me facing them, and then I grabbed onto their dicks.
I stroked them again. "You both do have white hot cum too, that's is a great quality. You two aren't ready to call it a night yet, are you?"
"No," they both answered immediately.
"May I see you two kiss each other again?"
Alan closed the gap slowly, but instantly and grabbed onto Greg's arms. Alan brought his lips close to Greg's, but let him go the final couple of inches. I decided to let go of their dicks and allow them to have their own moment. Greg didn't make us wait long and pressed his lips onto Alan's.
"Oh, fuck yes," I moaned, placing my hand on my pussy. "My boys are kissing now," I let out, scrubbing it. "Holy shit, holy shit, you two are so damn hot. Push yourselves a little bit and discover new things. You both must like it at least a little bit because you are still kissing each other. Grab each other's dicks too and stroke them for each other. Do it if you wish, but I implore you to do so because I love this sight in front of me. I'm not entirely sure this isn't just all in my head now, I could be hallucinating right now."
After another minute, Alan's lips gently came off Greg's. "I'm not gay, or even bisexual, at least I don't think so," he divulged, casually grabbing onto Greg's johnson. "Although, I love you, Greg. You've always been a great older brother to me, and I can't thank you enough for it," he let out, rubbing it somewhat.
"Thank you, and your welcome," Greg replied, shedding a couple of tears. "That means a lot to me, Alan. You've always been a perfect little brother to me too, even though you have a bigger schlong. Life isn't fair obviously, but I think all three of us got lucky when we got each other," he pointed out, snatching Alan's wood as well.
"Yes, and regardless of how close we get to mom, promise me she won't come between us. I know we both love her and certainly enjoy the sex so far, but I don't want to lose you. Whether we like it or not, she is going to be gone for at least a few years before we are, and it is going to be us without her."
"I promise," Greg added.
"Don't forget about the grandchildren; you'll have them," I added.
"I'm sorry, Mom," Alan mentioned, turning his head to me. "Will forgive me?"
"Yes," I sobbed before kissing him. "You are having the best heart to heart with Greg you may ever have, don't be sorry to me, just say what is in your heart. I want to be around forever, but it absolutely warms my heart to know you'll still be close after I'm gone."
Alan nodded, pecked my cheek and turned back to Greg. They made eye contact for a moment in silence, and I wasn't sure what was going through either of their minds. I wondered that as I continued my assault on my twat.
"I'm masturbating like mad, my cunt is letting out juice like it is a water faucet, and you two seem to be getting closer by the second. I'll also have to get on the pill; I certainly wouldn't want to carry just one of your babies, that might put that wedge between you two. I swear I'll do whatever I have to make sure that I don't come between you two. I'll guarantee that both of feel undeniably loved by me in every way possible. I'll shut my yap now and let you enjoy the silence."
My eyes went all over them, but of course, I tended to look at their crotches a whole lot. 'Yes, strokes those dicks just like that. If neither of you are gay, you are definitely on the road. Even if you are planning on getting off on an exit, you both still entered the road. I do not have a problem with that, but I hope they are doing it for the right reason,' I thought before a gap. 'For me, but I hope for them too.'
Alan leaned over and kissed Greg one more time before he slowly sank to his knees. They made eye contact again as Alan continued to rub his dick going all the backward and forward.
'Fuck me; my jaw is about to drop. I see them both shedding tears, so that means they both want it, but of course the reasons aren't obvious,' I thought before my eyes went to Greg. 'Oh, Greg just nodded,' I thought, swiftly glancing back at Alan. 'Is it going to happen?'
"I love you, Greg," Alan put on the record again before he leaned towards Greg's pecker and opened his mouth.
My eyes instantly widened. "Motherfucker, Alan, you have Greg's cock in your mouth."
"Fuck yes he does, Mom," Greg moaned, placing his hands on Alan's head and glancing at him. "You suck, Alan, in more ways than one."
"No shit," I giggled, cheesing and jerking my hand even faster. "I swear I feel better than as if I won the fucking lottery. I literally never ever thought ever in a million years I'd ever see this sight in front of me now," I moaned before I strolled closer to them. "Oh, yes, suck Greg's huge sausage, you young stud."
My eyes widened as much as they could as I stood only a few inches away from them. There was no way my eyes would part from them as Alan sucked the life out of Greg's dick. Watching his lips thrust onto that schlong was life-affirming.
I made sure not to utter a word for as long as possible, but of course, infinite things were zooming through my head like the speed of light. My hand indeed got tired, but as I watched Alan seemingly go rouge, all bets were off, and I was all in as well.
'Shit, is this a dream? I'm crying and loving this so much that I feel that someone could burn the house down, but we'd be content with each other. Yes, Alan makes your head go back and forth and let those lips pleasure your brother's member, even more, you horny man. Make him your gay lover if you wish, do it with love. Do it as if he is me, only a guy,' I thought before my eyes casually rose up to Greg's face. 'Yes, you love it, Greg. It may just be for reasons you can not understand, but you are cherishing this event, aren't you? Rubbing his head and neck while staring into his eyes. Maybe you two aren't even thinking about it being gay sex, it just family love that sparked this spur on the moment blow job. Who the fuck knows, and who the fuck cares?' I thought before I leaned towards Greg.
He kissed me once and calmly he wrapped his arm around my head. So, it went down on his shoulder. So I knew Greg couldn't see Alan, but I watched him like a hawk. We made a little eye contact, and his eyebrows rose.
He lazily slowed down his thrusts as we kept looking at one another. Of course, I never stopped pleasuring myself, even as I had my juice leaking out nonstop. A lot of it went down my fingers and dripped off from there, and I was sure Alan loved watching it.
"You have Greg attacking me with his breath now, do you have him right where you want him, Alan?"
He calmly let his rod out, but grabbed onto it with his right hand. "Yes, and you too, you dazzling MILF," he replied, bringing the head towards his right cheek. "You sucked his cock, so I had to try it for myself, and I knew you'd love it. And I'm sure you don't mind seeing me rub it all over my face too."
"You're not wrong, Alan," I added.
"What about you, Greg, do you like having your little brother give you a blow job?" he pondered, stroking his wood.
"Yes, I do. I'd love to give you some of my cum if you'd like."
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Chapter 7 The Ring (No, not THAT one) The sun was shining high over the horizon as Alan navigated his mom’s Volvo through the streets of Manhattan. They had come over the Triboro bridge and Alan elected to head downtown through the streets instead of taking the FDR Drive. At the corner of Second Avenue and 79th Street he made a right turn and aimed the car towards Central Park, turning north on Madison Avenue. He found a spot on East 81st Street, less than a half a block for the museum. They...
Chapter 6 New Kinks That evening Alan sat at his computer and began the process of Googling the proper nouns he read in his notebook. ‘Your search – Devaryesh – did not match any documents. No pages were found containing ‘devaryesh’.’ ‘Your search – Paishiya’uvada – did not match any documents. No pages were found containing ‘paishiya’uvada’.’ Hyrcanus returned 4,180 hits, but as he clicked on the links he read that Hyrcanus was one of the Macabees, the Hasmonean kings of Israel in the...
Chapter 8 Deflowering Pauline ‘So,’ Alan asked, ‘What do you want to do?’ He and Pauline were in his car. He hadn’t yet started the engine, so they were still in the Van Devanter’s driveway. Usually when Alan took a girl out he came with a plan, either a movie or some activity, but his recent adventures had left him little time to prepare. ‘Oh, I don’t know,’ Pauline began, ‘There really aren’t any good movies out now, and I feel like doing more than just sitting around at a coffee shop and...
Chapter 3 Enter Kate, Stage Left The clock radio began pealing at 7am, and Alan used his telekinetic power to flip the switch to silence it. It was becoming second nature to move things with his mind, but he only did it in the privacy of his bedroom. Emerging from the shower a few minutes later he dressed quickly and went down to get some breakfast. After a fast bowl of cornflakes, a banana, and a cup of coffee he headed out to school. ‘License and registration,’ the cop at the side window...
Milking Machine AlanAlan had his sweet little tongue buried inside a tight hole... his tongue tip alternately thrusting and spinning in circles. The taste and smell of warm honey flooded his mouth and nose. His hands were sliding loose skin up and down a large shaft, milking it. The staff throbbed so hard it seemed to quiver. Vibrations from the special seat he was straddling sent shock waves all the way to his cute toes. Alan and his dad both panted. They both felt so lucky to be with...
Chapter 22: Resurrecting Jack (part 3) It turned out to be child’s play, though Alan waited for Neil and Karick to return before doing it. The three of them sat around the table in the suite’s living room, and Neil and Karick watched with baited breath as Alan fit the ring in the groove on bottom wall of the box, rested the blank parchment over it, and then sealed the box. A low hum came forth, followed by a mandala of light, brilliant colors, shapes moving about to and fro in no particular...
"Greg, could you zip me up please?""Sure, Mom," he replied, getting up off the bed. "You are ravishing by the way," he complimented me, bringing the zipper up."You're biased, but thank you," I mentioned, smirking and looking at myself in the mirror."Well, he is right, Mom. That pink dress is perfect on you," Alan put on the record."Thank you both," I said, turning around and glancing at both of them. "You two have always been the best sons a mother could ask for in my book. I just hope John...
Incest"Greg, could you zip me up please?""Sure, Mom," he replied, getting up off the bed. "You are ravishing by the way," he complimented me, bringing the zipper up."You're biased, but thank you," I mentioned, smirking and looking at myself in the mirror."Well, he is right, Mom. That pink dress is perfect on you," Alan put on the record."Thank you both," I said, turning around and glancing at both of them. "You two have always been the best sons a mother could ask for in my book. I just hope John...
IncestThe House Always Wins Quiet time. Alan was lying on his in a hammock reading a novel, ‘Aura’ by Carlos Fuentes. Pauline was dozing next to him, on her side and half curled up into a ball, her back pressed into the side of his body. It was the first really warm day of spring and they were taking advantage of it, trying to spend as much time outside as they could get. A half hour ago they finished lunch on the deck, and Pauline’s parents had returned inside the house. Pauline had suggested the...
I didn't know what to expect, but they sat with me down and kissed my cheeks. I wasn't even sure if Greg had any clue what Alan had in mind, but I just sat back and waited.Although, he didn't make me wait long, he got up and went back towards my dresser. "Mom, you are going to need to stock up on condoms, unless you want one of us to get you pregnant.""Okay, son," I replied before glancing at his hands. "Do you have two there?""Yes," he answered, closing the gap. "Would you enjoy the honors of...
IncestI didn't know what to expect, but they sat with me down and kissed my cheeks. I wasn't even sure if Greg had any clue what Alan had in mind, but I just sat back and waited.Although, he didn't make me wait long, he got up and went back towards my dresser. "Mom, you are going to need to stock up on condoms, unless you want one of us to get you pregnant.""Okay, son," I replied before glancing at his hands. "Do you have two there?""Yes," he answered, closing the gap. "Would you enjoy the honors of...
IncestChapter 2 Connecting the Dots Alan and his parents arrived home, and his mom heated some leftover chicken for dinner. There was little conversation at the dinner table. Alan’s grandfather was deteriorating rapidly. The doctor had spoken to them while his grandfather was sleeping, telling him that Alan’s grandfather had told the medical team in the CCU that he did not want any heroic measures taken to prolong his life, and by the doctor’s estimation the end could come anytime from within a few...
Megan Purrs, Kate Begs Between 3:30 and 5:30 the staff had worked hard, only bothering him occasionally with questions or problems. He was even able to get almost all of his homework done. Alan stepped out of the office and called home telling his mom where he was. He really wasn’t on such a short leash, but his mom was in a fragile state, and he was sure she would appreciate the courtesy. ‘By the way,’ Alan added, lying through his teeth, ‘Mikey Green asked if I wanted to come over tonight...
The rest of the summer had passed happily, blackout notwithstanding. Scarlet’s parents had swung by with the rest of her things, and Alan enjoyed meeting them and her brother. A few days later Alan’s folks and Mrs. Van Devanter drove the three of them and their stuff back to campus, Mr. Van Devanter was still in Cambridge with Pauline, getting her settled into her dorm and attending some parent orientation and welcoming events. He was on cloud nine, one of his offspring at last following in his...
Although when she first said it Gwen Mitchell did not really mean that perhaps Alan Mills would spank and fuck her and Mavis Tompkins on the same occasion the more that she and Mavis thought about it the better the idea seemed.With Mavis's husband Mike due to be away all the following week for work Mavis was going to contact Alan to visit her for her semi-regular spanking and sex session and now that Alan had given Gwen her first, very memorable, session Gwen was keen for a second meeting.The...
ThreesomesChapter 21: Resurrecting Jack (part 2) ‘He said he would only meet with me, but I figure that with your abilities that wouldn’t pose a problem,’ Karick said as the trio stood on the curb, the taxi having just deposited them in one of Paris’s seedier neighborhoods. They had set out from the hotel not long after first light, after checking in and leaving their bags in the rooms. ‘No, that wont be a problem,’ Alan agreed. Karick rang the bell and led them in after their host buzzed them door...
Training Karick and Swindon-Smythe sat in the small office and waited for their boss to arrive. As the newest employees of the Cyaxares corporation they were unsure of what their jobs would entail. Both put their coffee cups down as they heard the outside door of the suite open, and stood when Alan and Mr. Wilkins entered. Alan gestured for them to sit, and they did. Karick figured his job would be primarily concerned with security, he was, after all, a former intelligence agent....
This is a harrowing tale for me but one I need to set down for my own sanity. It is a true account of how I switched from being a hetro male to a lustful bisexual.I started to use Cam Zap and Omegle a few months ago and was astonished at some of the poor experiences on there. I started to weary of the routines of it all and there was never any sign of women on there. I don’t know how it happened but one day I started texting a guy on there and next thing my shorts were down and he was...
It was a straightforward operation, and nearly well executed, which made the death at the end of it come as a complete shock. It started out simple, it became complicated, as all things seem to do. * * * Alan and Karick rendezvoused with the waiting surveillance teams shortly before noon. The car bringing Jack and Anne-Marie was about an hour behind, but that didn’t matter too much, as this was certainly not a daylight mission. The Abbot and Michiko were practicing their moves in a small...
A New Friend It was the Sunday night, the last night of spring break. Alan spent the day completing his assignments for school, and by early evening he was done. He fiddled around on the computer for a bit, surfing sites and reading e-mails, but by eight o’clock he was bored. ‘The Simpsons’ was a rerun so he had decided not to watch. With nothing much to do Alan began to clean his desk and organize his papers, but before he had made much progress he came upon the ring. He had enclosed it in a...
Chapter 27: London Stalling at the Top of the Dial Alan paused at the door before entering the room, so unused was he to seeing Michiko fully dressed and upright, not to mention outside of Jack’s townhouse. She’d just returned from three months in Japan, and the last time he’d seen her she was being wheeled down a jetway for her flight out. She looked amazingly fit, poised for battle. The chill given off by the conference room’s air conditioning caused the sweat on the back of his neck to...
Off to College Can you get e-mail from a dead person? Looking at his inbox Alan concluded that you could. It was just shy of two weeks since he had learned of the death (maybe?) of his mentor, Dr. Jean-Pierre Massimo, and receiving his ring in the mail. Jack had sent him a message through the ring, or, perhaps was using the ring to communicate from another plane of existence. All he knew was that Massimo’s Seed, his earthly manifestation of heavenly power, was within the silver band Alan now...
Ask Me Some Questions and I’ll Tell You No Lies ‘I don’t know how to begin. I’ve never come here with this type of situation.’ ‘Well, why don’t you start at the beginning? I’ve been your guidance counselor for four years, and you’ve only come to see me about college applications. Since you’re going to Georgetown on a football scholarship–congratulations by the way–I know it’s not about that. Something is troubling you, I can see that.’ ‘I’m embarrassed.’ He couldn’t look her in the face. ...
Jessica and Alan A Fantasy Jessica waited impatiently while Alan tried to find the correct key for his house door. After an interminable moment she heard a faint click and watched as the door parted from its threshold. "There," he said triumphantly, "I always keep forgetting to turn the outside light on when I leave." He stepped aside and motioned for Jessica to enter. After they were both standing inside the foyer and the door had been closed behind them, Alan took Jessica in...
The street was dark as she briefly exposed herself to view. The Indian had dropped her off a few blocks from the target’s house, and she stealthily moved through various yards, each time she had to cross a path she made a complete job of looking all about, making sure she was not seen. It was slow going, but before long she was standing in the Marshall’s back yard. She pressed herself against the side of the house, inching to the front. Taking a deep breath she then darted out of cover, and in...
Captured for a Time The plates were long cleared from the table, and the men sat around the living room, a football game shining off the screen of the television, volume turned low so as not to disturb the baby resting in his cousin Jack’s arms. Jack was married to his cousin Nina, and Shara was their first baby, though number two was a work in progress, more than seven months along inside Nina’s belly. Nina sat down next to Alan on the couch, across from her husband and Alan’s dad. She...
Arriving home after being shopping in town I was surprised to see my sixteen year old nephew Alan’s bike leaning against the garage, he was the 16year old schoolboy who I had seduced in the summer-house in our garden a few weeks before. I suddenly had the urge for hopefully a repeat performance at seeing his bike there. Going into the house all was quiet, perhaps he was in the bathroom with my knickers, he’d told me that when he goes to my bathroom, he rummages through my washing basket for my...
Arriving home after being shopping in town I was surprised to see my sixteen year old nephew Alan’s bike leaning against the garage, he was the 16year old schoolboy who I had seduced in the summer-house in our garden a few weeks before. I suddenly had the urge for hopefully a repeat performance at seeing his bike there. Going into the house all was quiet, perhaps he was in the bathroom with my knickers, he’d told me that when he goes to my bathroom, he rummages through my washing basket for my...
Gabby and Alanby Jena121© Alan was getting out of the car when he spied Gabby coming out of the house. He realized that it had been a long time since they had seen each other and he didn't know how much he had missed their previous companionship. She was always there for him whenever he had any problems, and would discuss anything with him that troubled her. "Hi Gabby, how are you?" "Hello Alan, I'm great thanks. How long are you going to be here this time?" "I'm not quite sure about this trip,...
Love StoriesGraduation (Summertime, and the Livin’ is Easy) At nine AM Alan threw the garment bag holding his cap and gown in the backseat of the car and headed to school. It was the day before graduation, and though there were no classes scheduled for the seniors, there was a commencement rehearsal at noon. He planned on spending the morning hanging out with friends and cleaning out of his locker a year’s worth of detritus. As he was going through his locker, making ample use of the large wastebaskets...
This is a true story that actually took place in My home country.I currently living and work on a beautiful island in the Caribbean.I am 28 years of age and I have for a very long time had a huge craving for sexual encounters with a mature man of mainly Caucasian decent.I have my preference in the man I want to make this happen and I had only one group in mind and it was Caucasian men. My work load is very heavy and I finally got a break by being rewarded for my hard work with more...
Lord Thornbow leaned back, the leather desk chair squeaked slightly as he did so. Mr. Patel stood to the right of his boss’s desk, facing the visitor, his eyes had a distracted look about them, but his ears taking in all. ‘I might have a way, but,’ the supplicant began, his accent thick, but Thornbow cut him off mid-sentence. ‘I am wholly uninterested in ‘mights,’ Takuya-san. Have you, or have you not?’ The visitor hesitated, and shuddered slightly, either in fear of his host or his proposed...
What Immortal Hand or Eye/Could Frame thy fearful symmetry? Alan spent Sunday relaxing around the house. He had some schoolwork to make up from the days he missed, and he set to it, lounging on his bed, his textbooks scattered around him. He was making good progress, but once in awhile his mind drifted back to his encounter in the hospital with the old man. He turned a page in his notebook to a clean sheet and began taking notes, on the top line the wrote in capital letters, ‘THE SEED.’ 1....
‘Go somewhere where there are lots of people and wait for me. I’ll have Karick pull the car around and call you once we get moving. Keep away from this guy.’ Alan clicked off his phone and walked smartly to Broadway, to the West End Grille, and ordered a draught beer, brushing off the counterman’s request for proof of age with a light mental push. He took a small sip and called Massimo back. He considered the last half hour… It was a cool early November night as Alan snapped his laptop...
Promenade yer Partner, Round and Round… ‘You look fantastic! Stunning!’ ‘Thanks, Mom,’ Pauline answered, blushing furiously. It was the afternoon before the prom, and Pauline was at the salon. Mrs. Van Devanter had been ferrying her daughters about town all morning and afternoon. Kate was at the dressmaker’s, which was Pauline’s next stop. Mom was going to take Pauline there and drop Kate off in exchange back at this salon. Her usually billowing light-brown hair was up, held by lavender...
Chapter 19: Kate’s (new) first, reports from the field. ‘You’re such a coward,’ he said in between bites of his pizza. He, Kate, Scarlet, and Soren were splitting a pie at V&T, a college favorite across the street from the Cathedral of St. John the Divine. Soren had stepped away to chat with some people he knew at another table, and Scarlet was in the lady’s room. Kate had just admitted that she hadn’t acted upon her attraction to her roommate, despite the fact that she had resolved over...
Alan and Me ??????????????????????????????????? Alan and Me!?????????????????? ??? "How lucky am I or what?? So, I have these friends. Straightmarried couple. Very liberal and free. They pride themselves on their wideopen attitude toward life. So what do they do when they discover theirfourteen year old son is gay?? They come to their gay friend (me) and ask meif perhaps I would be willing to mentor the boy because they don't know howto handle it, and they want him to be happy. Well...
Prey ‘Hey, Paul, I could lose my job for this, you know,’ the paunchy middle-aged retired NYPD detective said sotto voce to his former colleague as he hesitantly pushed a plain white envelope across the Formica tabletop. ‘I know, Mike, but this should make it right,’ Paul Riley, known on his current job as Agent Nine, replied to his former partner as he passed a paper bag containing a hundred hundred dollar bills under the table. They were sitting in a diner in lower Manhattan, not far from...
I opened my eyes and tried to clear the fog in my brain. Images flashed across my consciousness. Really nice images. Eva, my co-worker at Big 5, naked and her ripe ass pointing in my direction. My cock was pistoning in and out of her...tight asshole? What?I shook my head. I had used that image several times while jacking off since starting my new job. Eva was the clothing manager and she was so hot. A petite ex-cheerleader with a hard body that got a rise out of me and every guy that walked...
ThreesomesMaking Preparations People pointed and stared at him that night as he walked through the artisan’s quarter of the capital. Many knew who he was, but even those that did not were transfixed by his regal bearing and the resplendent uniform of his attendants, two full centurions. It was not often that the vizier waded amongst the everyday folk of the city, and whispers and murmurings broke out as he passed each doorway. It had been many years since he ventured this way, still longer since he had...
My Sweet Greg By Pamela ([email protected]) In freshman physics lab today, Greg asked me out on a date. We were doing an experiment on magnetism and we had to hold a heavy magnet together and he suddenly said, "Jill, would you like to go ice skating with me?" His face was red and he was sweating and his voice was kind of weird and shaking. The abrupt way he just asked me as fast as he could get the words out made me laugh and I could see he was terribly embarrassed. But I...
-------------------------------------------------------------------------- I went to Alan's house after work one day to talk to him. His mom was single and she need a male figure to discuss masturbation since she had caught him doing it. I rang the bell. I heard footsteps on the stairs and then the door opened. "Hi Alan." "Oh, hi Mr. Jones." “Can i come in?” “Sure,” he said holding the door open. “Alan I have to be home soon, so let me just say this quickly: I know your mom caught...
"Whew!" After a 45-minute session of sex on a warm summer Saturday morning with my husband, Ryan, he rolls off of me and rests beside me as we both giggle and grab the other's hand. We lie silently and look up at the fan over our bed with 90s R&B playing loudly in our room. Ryan and I are newlyweds. We've been together about three years and married for two months. I'm 21 years old and he's 22. We met in my freshman year of college when Ryan was a sophomore. He recently graduated and I'm...
Previously in the Sarah and Greg Series Despite being a pre-op transgender woman, Sarah had been accepted into Greg's family as a daughter and a sister. ("Sarah Visits Greg's Parents", "The Adventures of Sarah and Greg and Lisa") Sarah's mother, Betty Johnson, had had a harder time accepting Sarah as a daughter, but she had been trying very hard since Sarah and Greg got married. ("Sarah and Greg get Married") Adding to the complexity of love, Sarah and Greg met Lisa. Our young couple...
Previously in the Saga of Sarah and Greg: Greg is a normal heterosexual guy, and Sarah is a normal pre-op transgender woman. They met, fell in love ("Sarah and Greg"), moved in together ("Sarah and Greg Start a Life Together"), and got married ("Sarah and Greg Get Married"). During the time they lived together, they spent a day running through various sexual fantasies ("Sarah and Greg's Day of Exploration"). What they learned about themselves is that they enjoyed public sex. This led...
Sarah and Greg had been married three months, and it still felt like a honeymoon to them, except now they went to work five days each week. However, whichever of them would come home second was usually greeted with a smile and a kiss. On some more adventurous nights, the greeting was a bit more erotic. Even though Sarah was a pre-op transgender woman, she and Greg – and anyone who met her casually – considered her fully a woman. At this point, only a small handful of people knew Sarah's...
PREVIOUSLY IN THE SARAH AND GREG SERIES Sarah, Greg, and Lisa have a very non-traditional marriage. Sarah is a pre-op transgender woman, and they have a marriage of three people. ("Lisa Visits Sarah and Greg" and "Lisa Moves in with Sarah and Greg") Although they all believed that Lisa was not capable of having children, she got pregnant anyway, and now the three are parents to a beautiful baby girl, Amy Jillian Booth ("The First Child of Sarah and Greg and Lisa") A FEW MONTHS INTO...
Greg hated everyone and everything as he was getting soaked by the pouring rain. More accurately, he hated Diane, and everyone and everything which reminded him of her. Right now, this included every person he saw, every place he imagined, and everything that came within his field of view. Greg felt like he had been kicked in the stomach, or perhaps a little lower. He so wanted to cry, and even though the pouring rain would cover his tears, but it would not cover his inevitable red eyes. Anyway...
The girl:God it is hot! He said to himself as he rounded the turn at the end of his third mile. Checking his pulse he found it a bit higher than normal at this distance. Running at home was totally different than running down in Alabama in early September. He knew it would be different, but not this different. I'd hoped after a week I would be better acclimated. That first run was even worse, lucky it was overcast!The temperature wasn't all that much hotter, but the oppressive humidity was...
College SexThis story is purely fictional and meant for adult audiences only! If you are not an adult, please stop reading and dispose of this file. You have been warned of the content, if you proceed I will not be held responsible! Bill and Greg Or How I Became a Teenaged Queen By Erica Wright Started October 26, 2000 Chapter 1 They were 17. I had just turned 13. There are probably some legal issues with what happened, but since all of us were willing, to this day I see no harm. They...
Chapter 20: Resurrecting Jack (part 1) As the spring semester’s end approached Alan was as busy as he had ever been. Between preparing end of term papers, studying for final exams, his regular meetings in midtown with Wilkins and the others, the birth of Megan’s baby (Marshall Philip Kelly (‘Phil’), 7 pounds even), and his daily readings of the complete files and notes of Jean-Pierre Massimo, left him little time for leisure. To make matters worse, for some unknown reason he was losing his...
This story is true but everything else has been altered slightly to protect every one involved. Greg had answered my profile that i left on an adult site i was new to this site so i wasn't real sure if i was wasting my money on it or not. As i got to know Greg through asking a lot of questions i learned that he was married now usually i would have backed away but Greg said his wife knew of his being on this site and approved as she could not satisfy his needs. Greg was a couple years older than...
It was 9pm when I got home and my mom said, “Megan, daddy needs to ask you something.” Dad saw me walk into the family room and turned the television off and said, “Megan, I wanted to see if you would be able to help out your uncle Greg for a week?” Greg was the youngest in Dad’s family and Dad was the oldest of the six kids. Dad took a deep breath and said, “You know grandma is living with uncle Greg and Becky decided to walk out for good.” Dad...
IncestBill held Greg’s clothes as the naked guy waited for Sharon’s go ahead. Instead, Gayle herself said, “Ready.” Instead of the obvious route between her splayed legs, Greg went up beside Gayle and kissed her on the lips. He said something, and Gayle nodded. Greg swept one tit with his beard from the top to the tip. Then he went back and kissed a path down that length. He repeated that with the other tit. He went back and got between her legs. He trailed his beard up one thigh and down...
Amber stepped out of the transport vehicle and looked around. So this is Earth? For the last month, she had studied several texts about this planet, and still never imagined it looking this. She knew she was invisible to the humans in the state she was in and that her transport would be safe left in the spot where she landed, but she still felt uneasy.Slowly she walked up toward the living receptacle the humans called houses. It was a two-storey small one. Amber smiled, careful not to show her...
Fantasy & Sci-FiTricia Time IV - My Date with Greg As I described in Tricia Time III, I ran into my new friend Beth at Club Paradise when I was out on my real date with Linda's brother, Vince. She was there with a date and her brother Greg, and she told me how interested he was in me and that he would like to ask me out. She thought I should go out with him and gave me her number and his number in case I decided to do it. I wasn't sure if I could or should do that, since I had such a good time with...
Even in this day and age there are rural counties whose claim to fame is that they don’t do much of anything. Life moves at a snails pace because there are no factories, no corporate office buildings, no tourist attractions, just a string of almost empty downtown areas, one after another. There are dozens of crossroads, with the remnants of a different time all over those rural counties. Some of the counties are so poor and so wild they offer the perfect places to operate illegal businesses as...
Even in this day and age there are rural counties whose claim to fame is that they don't do much of anything. Life moves at a snails pace because there are no factories, no corporate office buildings, no tourist attractions, just a string of almost empty downtown areas, one after another. There are dozens of crossroads, with the remnants of a different time all over those rural counties. Some of the counties are so poor and so wild they offer the perfect places to operate illegal businesses as...