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‘I just wanted to fulfil a dream and have sex with him. I love his body'.
These are the words of a woman, a Chilean Playboy bunny, Daniella Chavez, who cheated just for the sex, yes you heard right, we cheat on our husbands because we want to fuck other men.
Can I repeat that one more time, I have and still do cheat on my husband, because I cannot say 'NO', to a fuck.
1.
I had never saw Porn either in magazines or film, but I did witness it live. I saw him put his cock in her pussy many times as I watched, and was left in no doubt, as I felt my own slit between my thighs, that fucking was a good thing, the woman I watched was moaning a lot, and very verbal.
I was very young, about 9, and I saw him cum and cover her face, it was the most incredible thing I ever witnessed, and set the seed for my own desire to fuck, even so young I wanted to start touching men, in effect I developed a 'l****a' yearning, and wasted no time in letting men see more of me, and inviting them to touch me, which many did, without shame or fear, I became popular and very desirable.
Another taboo topic and common, as I am sure many readers in this website already know, girls learn most about sex with their brothers, and I was no different.
My brother was 4 years older than I, and after witnessing what I had, I started looking at and taking a keener interest in my brothers cock.
As siblings we were very close, and I slept with him a lot, especially in Winter time when it was very cold outside, I would go to bed with him, as we slept in the same room.
One night, in late December, with Christmas just around the corner, we lay together talking excitedly about presents, we were both on a high, and I could feel myself squeezing and relaxing my thighs together, a nice feeling between my legs was creeping up from my cunny to my stomach, and I found that I was inadvertently pushing my bum into my brothers crotch, as I lay with my back against him.
'What are you doing', he said at first, 'stop fidgeting', he would continue, then I knew why he was concerned, his cock was hard and lying in between my cheeks, I was not wearing panties, just loose fitting cotton pyjamas, so settled nicely in the groove, so to speak.
I can remember there was an awkwardness between us, but neither of us wanted to break the bond, we were feeling, and my mind went back to the year before with the man and woman I saw, and suddenly I wanted more.
'I'll turn the light out', I said to my brother, and got out of bed and started to walk over to the door where the light switch was, then I stopped, still looking ahead to the light switch, I dropped my pyjama's bottoms, exposing my bum, stepped from them and turned the light out.
As I went back to the bed, I took my top off and climbed in nude, that was when my brother took his underpants off, and we embraced, the warm, the smell, the smoothness of our young bodies was like a delirium.
My hands were all over him and could remember licking him with my tongue, 'You were like a crazy a****l', he said, 'you just grabbed me and I felt the most beautiful in my life'.
I remembered that also, as for me it was everything I thought it could be.
I had taken my own virginity on my brother's cock, and fucked him, 'Fuck me, fuck me fuck me', over and over again I repeated that woman's words, until I felt the release I had yearned so much, and I was not disappointed when it came.
I think it lasted less than a couple of minutes, but we lay that night wrapped in each others arms, I can't remember even if he took his cock out of me, it felt so natural, stuck inside me. I could remember feeling between my legs as he flowed from me, putting my fingers in and scooping the wetness and tasting it. It was sweet and sour, on my tongue, him and me rolled into one, as I coated my mouth, the taste and the smell now imprinted for life, I laugh inwardly when I think about how much of the stuff has flowed down my throat and all the potential babies it would have given me.
There is a sense of power in that thought.
To this day, 28 years later, I don't have a problem sharing my brothers bed, I know it works wonders for his marriage, perhaps there should be more sexual freedom, and that's why, when I see an opportunity, I let the man have a go.
2.
Schools out for Summer, and I went North with my parents to a border town with Finland. I did not have any particular boyfriend I was attached too, so I was a free spirit, in search of new experiences, a girl close to 17, a beauty actually, having been modelling in a teen magazine, and several one off publications, and another, just like this website, writing blogs about teenage girls problems with boys and sex, under a nom-de-plume, or pen name, 'Can't say no'.
I loved the country side and nature, it matched my free spirit, and when the opportunity arose in the isolation, I stripped off and walked naked with my clothes in a ball over my shoulder.
One afternoon after lunch in town I broke off from my parents and left them alone and went for a wander down the alleyways, looking into shops, when I espied a sex shop, the darkened glass was the give away and the name of course 'Seksikauppa'
I stopped outside trying to see past the tinted glass. The street was empty, but the couple of glasses of white wine I had with lunch, emboldening me to do so, as I did not as yet, own a sex toy.
Suddenly and unexpectedly the door opened with a tingle of the bell, and an old lady emerged, 'Hyvää iltapäivää neiti', I laughed, as I did not speak this strange tongue, 'in English', I replied, having decided she would know that instead of Swedish.
'Hallo', she said.
'Hallo', I replied, and as I spoke a taxi drew up alongside the kerb. She turned and called back into the darkened shop and an old man, her husband I assumed, can to the door, and on seeing me his eyes lit up.
After some more exchanges the old lady got into the cab and it drove off, leaving my with the old man, 'Please', he said, 'come in', and he stood back with the door open, to let me pass.
I could feel the old ache rise in my tummy, I was entering the one place that always made me feel weak in the legs, a sex shop.
I stepped-in and he closed the door, locking it, 'We are closed at this time of day', he said, 'but a pretty young girl, I will make an exception.
I smiled in response to his compliment, and my eyes fell on his crotch to see if he was desiring me, but it looked normal.
'Would you like something to drink', he proffered, 'Coffee, Coke'?
I declined, 'Vodka', he was testing me.
I looked at him, this place was intoxicating, the stuff of every schoolgirls sexual fantasy, being in a sex shop full of men wanting to fuck you, following you around as you teasingly looked at the DVD covers and the sex toys, picking them up and fondling them, I felt a little dizzy and horny simultaneously, 'Yes', I replied, I will have a Vodka.
He went away and I looked around from where I stood, there was a whole wall with vibrators and dongs, and I decided I would have one, even if I had to fuck him for it.
He returned and smiled a genuine smile, fully open and inviting, 'You have a very charming smile', he said, noticing my open mouth.
Pouring a large vodka into each glass he handed it to me, 'Kippis', he shouted, 'Kippis', I shouted back and I threw the lot down my throat, in one go, he only managed half the glass.
It felt warm as it went down with an astonishing ease, 'You are a good drinker', he complimented, I laughed and shouted, 'You say kippis, I say I'm pissed', and I leant forward and touched his arm, he was like a grandfather figure to me, though I had never met mine, and he like the fact I was comfortable with him.
He filled my glass again, and we cheered each other, he finished his and I mine, I could feel the effects hitting home and my inhibitions disappearing, as my nipples stood firm, I could see he was staring at them, which made then harder.
'My wife', he said, 'she has gone for her Brazilian'.
'What is that', I asked, completely lost in its meaning.
'She wants her pussy to look like yours, young to see', and he pointed at his eyes to emphasize his meaning, 'but it will never be as tight', and he tapped his nose as if in the know.
I was feeling the effects of the Vodka, my head spun a little, but the urge for sex was growing, I was horny and I realized I wanted to have sex with this old man.
I laughed at his openness, 'How do you know something like that', I teasingly challenged him?
He shook his head and tapped his nose again, 'You have something here in the shop that can test how tight a pussy is', I continued brazenly?
I looked down as he grabbed his crotch, 'This', he said thickly, 'my cock', and I saw he was rubbing himself, 'this will tell how tight you are'.
'I think you are going to fuck me', I said with a girlish charm, I was past the point of no return, and I lifted my lop over my head, to expose my small breasts with my large hard rubbery nipples, aching to be sucked, 'You fuck me now', I said thickly, feeling my legs give way under me?
He came across and held me, feeling his hands on my upper torso, made me wild with passion, 'Suck my tits', I said, forcing my breast to his mouth, seeing my nipple being bitten hard but not feeling it, instead feeling his tongue lash it as I suckled him.
He stopped and released my tormented digit, now I felt the pain of his bite, 'Not here', he said, as I rubbed my bruised nipple.
'Let me show you around my shop', he said, 'first we go down to the cellar', and as I walked a little unevenly down the stairs, he was gently tugging me, 'this is where everybody is fucking', he said as he looked back at me in my shorts.
When he said 'Fucking', it was like an electric shock, my body responded and my mouth opened, 'Are you going to fuck me', I asked, in a whisper?
He turned to face me at the foot of the stairway, his hands already pushing my shorts down over my hips and cupping under my buttocks.
He was groaning as his tongue filled my eager mouth, his fingers sliding inside me with ease due to my vaginal secretions, his thumb crushing my clitoris, as he roughly bruised it.
I could feel myself being lifted off the bottom stair, and my shorts and panties fall from my ankles, as he swung me in an arc as he carried my into one of the six cubicles, before putting me back down on my naked feet.
'Wait here, I'll be right back', and I stood visibly shaking, not from the cold, but my nude reflection on the mirrors in the room.
I looked my age, and felt his bestial desire for me, I was surrendering to him, and as my fingers run over my flat stomach, I could envisage his semen fattening me, and I groaned, as I touched my wet cunny.
He walked back into the cubical to catch me masturbating myself, and he stopped and watched, as my long fingers went through my swollen labia and coated my pink crinkled anus, with a glistening moist sheen, his hand followed my wet trail, his fingers slid into my swollen cunt, and his fat thumb, slipped up my ass.
I gasped as he took me like this, a little teenage fleshy bowling ball, and he cruelly lifted my off my feet with his fingers inserted in my ass and cunt, lowering me in front of his hard cock.
It should have been painful, but it was not, I only felt an un-fulfilment, a yearning to be taken, 'Put these on baby girl and make daddy happy'.
I looked at what he was offering, a pair of cherry red heels, with long spikes. I was so unstable on my legs he spun me around and lifted my leg high, with my small bum balancing on a small shelf and my legs open, crudely showing my crotch.
He forced the smallish heel onto my large foot, and as he lowered it, I reached down and took hold of his cock, which was brushing my labia, and when he lifted my other leg to heel it, I tried to put him inside me.
'Keep calm sweet cheeks', he said as he lowered my other foot back onto the ground, 'Stand up', he said, and I looked at my reflection in the mirror, and the crookedness of my stance, the heels were throwing me off balance.
'Perfect', he whispered, admiring his handiwork, I really did look like an incredible fuck, the heels raising me six inches higher.
I bent forward and rested my hands on the small shelf where my bum was planted minutes earlier. My pussy was out of reach for his cock, so I had to bend my knees to be penetrated, clearly making it an awkward way to fuck on my part, I would have to do the work.
I watched my reflection a he clipped a studded chocker onto my neck and clipped a dog leash onto it, 'Now my little puppy bitch, you can fuck my cock', and I bent my knees, watching my bum from the side lowering myself onto his erection.
He would not even raise himself onto his toes, he wanted to make do it all.
I caught sight of a waste paper basket off to the right, as we copulated, my distorted shape adding pleasure to his eyes as he used the mirrors to enjoy my discomfiture and desperation to achieve an orgasm.
'Is that cum paper', I asked him, then pointed to the basket to divert his gaze from me?
'Yes it is sweetie', he replied and spun we around 90 degrees and pushed my body in the direction. It was in the corner of both walls and I had to stoop lower, causing an ache in my back as he put my head into the basket filled with tissues, the strong smell of semen, was evident as my face was buried into the soiled pile, the taste evident as I chewed on them, that was when we both cummed.
Many years have passed and now I have a daughter of my own and a son, both born to different fathers, and both born with a few years between them.
Peter was the elder of the two, the son of a Dutchman, a one night stand on a boat cruise and the husband of an old friend of mine, who had passed out on the bed where he fucked me. She snored gently as he heaved atop of me, my fingernail ashamedly dug into his buttocks, denying him leave of my pussy as he came, I raised my calves and leg locked him inside me, I was cumming with him, I could feel him tighten up and stiffen, I clamped around him, as his wife slept blissfully unaware, at that very moment in time, he was impregnating me.
My daughter Pia was born from another shagging I received outside a night club I Gothenburg, in fact there was a bit of a gang bang going on, regardless of who the father was, there was a bit of a mix inside my pussy that night, but Pia is a very beautiful girl, and a joy to behold.
In side our home my c***dren have a different way of looking at the world, with all it prohibition and suppressing, especially when it comes to matters sexual.
I teach them that sex is beautiful and to enjoy it, and the the men who make the rules are the ones who would break them, to get to them.
Peter was walking around in a pair of Calvin's underpants, a nice choice for a young man, and I could not help but notice my daughter Pia's eye had a glint in it as she looked at his parading his wares.
I asked her about her new washed out denims with the knees ripped, and asked her to come over to me, where I sat at the table.
She did and I stood up and took note she was taller than I.
'Do you think I could wear these', I asked her?
'You would look killer cool', she replied, after all I still cut a cool figure and was a good looking MILF, according to my son's friend.
'Try them on mum', he said, and I looked into Pia's blue eyes, 'What do you think', I asked her?
Pia undid the button and zipper, sliding them over her long legs and handed them to me. I think she had forgotten in her haste, she was without panties, and her brother immediately started to bulge, I said nothing and let him look.
Pia has an incredible thigh gap where her thighs meet her torso, and Peter was looking directly at it.
I took the denims and eased my own pants off, making sure my panties went with them, so much so when I stood upright to put my leg into my daughters denims, both my c***dren were looking where they both had been born between my legs.
I dropped my daughters denims and stood brazenly with my hands on my hips, 'As you both can see, I am not embarrassed'.
That was when Pia let out a scream, she suddenly realised she too was showing, and she dropped onto her knees to hide her cunt from her brothers gaze.
'Come on Peter, stand up and be a man, show us', I said, and my daughter stood up, suddenly no longer ashamed of her nudity under her top, 'I'll go all the way if you do', she said, and without waiting for a reply, she took her top off, now she was naked, and her nipples stiffened, as her voice thickened, that was when I realized she really was a chip of the old block, I think she was going to fuck her brother in front of me, her whole demeanour suddenly changed.
Peter stood up and pushed his underpants down and stepped from them. Both Pia and myself seeing him for the first time so erect and swollen, 'Come and join is Peter', and he walked towards his sister and mother, where all clenched into a family embrace.
We stood very lose together, the heat from our combined bodies inflamed us all the more, that was when I heard Peter groan, and felt Pia's arm move, she was holding her brother's cock and had started to wank him.
It was for me something so beautiful to see, so natural and wondrous, I walked away from both of them and sat down and watched them as nature took hold, 'Lie on the floor', I suggested, and they at each other and smiled, it was Pia dropping down in front of Peter who continued to stand, I watched astounded, as his cock went into her mouth.
These are the words of a woman, a Chilean Playboy bunny, Daniella Chavez, who cheated just for the sex, yes you heard right, we cheat on our husbands because we want to fuck other men.
Can I repeat that one more time, I have and still do cheat on my husband, because I cannot say 'NO', to a fuck.
1.
I had never saw Porn either in magazines or film, but I did witness it live. I saw him put his cock in her pussy many times as I watched, and was left in no doubt, as I felt my own slit between my thighs, that fucking was a good thing, the woman I watched was moaning a lot, and very verbal.
I was very young, about 9, and I saw him cum and cover her face, it was the most incredible thing I ever witnessed, and set the seed for my own desire to fuck, even so young I wanted to start touching men, in effect I developed a 'l****a' yearning, and wasted no time in letting men see more of me, and inviting them to touch me, which many did, without shame or fear, I became popular and very desirable.
Another taboo topic and common, as I am sure many readers in this website already know, girls learn most about sex with their brothers, and I was no different.
My brother was 4 years older than I, and after witnessing what I had, I started looking at and taking a keener interest in my brothers cock.
As siblings we were very close, and I slept with him a lot, especially in Winter time when it was very cold outside, I would go to bed with him, as we slept in the same room.
One night, in late December, with Christmas just around the corner, we lay together talking excitedly about presents, we were both on a high, and I could feel myself squeezing and relaxing my thighs together, a nice feeling between my legs was creeping up from my cunny to my stomach, and I found that I was inadvertently pushing my bum into my brothers crotch, as I lay with my back against him.
'What are you doing', he said at first, 'stop fidgeting', he would continue, then I knew why he was concerned, his cock was hard and lying in between my cheeks, I was not wearing panties, just loose fitting cotton pyjamas, so settled nicely in the groove, so to speak.
I can remember there was an awkwardness between us, but neither of us wanted to break the bond, we were feeling, and my mind went back to the year before with the man and woman I saw, and suddenly I wanted more.
'I'll turn the light out', I said to my brother, and got out of bed and started to walk over to the door where the light switch was, then I stopped, still looking ahead to the light switch, I dropped my pyjama's bottoms, exposing my bum, stepped from them and turned the light out.
As I went back to the bed, I took my top off and climbed in nude, that was when my brother took his underpants off, and we embraced, the warm, the smell, the smoothness of our young bodies was like a delirium.
My hands were all over him and could remember licking him with my tongue, 'You were like a crazy a****l', he said, 'you just grabbed me and I felt the most beautiful in my life'.
I remembered that also, as for me it was everything I thought it could be.
I had taken my own virginity on my brother's cock, and fucked him, 'Fuck me, fuck me fuck me', over and over again I repeated that woman's words, until I felt the release I had yearned so much, and I was not disappointed when it came.
I think it lasted less than a couple of minutes, but we lay that night wrapped in each others arms, I can't remember even if he took his cock out of me, it felt so natural, stuck inside me. I could remember feeling between my legs as he flowed from me, putting my fingers in and scooping the wetness and tasting it. It was sweet and sour, on my tongue, him and me rolled into one, as I coated my mouth, the taste and the smell now imprinted for life, I laugh inwardly when I think about how much of the stuff has flowed down my throat and all the potential babies it would have given me.
There is a sense of power in that thought.
To this day, 28 years later, I don't have a problem sharing my brothers bed, I know it works wonders for his marriage, perhaps there should be more sexual freedom, and that's why, when I see an opportunity, I let the man have a go.
2.
Schools out for Summer, and I went North with my parents to a border town with Finland. I did not have any particular boyfriend I was attached too, so I was a free spirit, in search of new experiences, a girl close to 17, a beauty actually, having been modelling in a teen magazine, and several one off publications, and another, just like this website, writing blogs about teenage girls problems with boys and sex, under a nom-de-plume, or pen name, 'Can't say no'.
I loved the country side and nature, it matched my free spirit, and when the opportunity arose in the isolation, I stripped off and walked naked with my clothes in a ball over my shoulder.
One afternoon after lunch in town I broke off from my parents and left them alone and went for a wander down the alleyways, looking into shops, when I espied a sex shop, the darkened glass was the give away and the name of course 'Seksikauppa'
I stopped outside trying to see past the tinted glass. The street was empty, but the couple of glasses of white wine I had with lunch, emboldening me to do so, as I did not as yet, own a sex toy.
Suddenly and unexpectedly the door opened with a tingle of the bell, and an old lady emerged, 'Hyvää iltapäivää neiti', I laughed, as I did not speak this strange tongue, 'in English', I replied, having decided she would know that instead of Swedish.
'Hallo', she said.
'Hallo', I replied, and as I spoke a taxi drew up alongside the kerb. She turned and called back into the darkened shop and an old man, her husband I assumed, can to the door, and on seeing me his eyes lit up.
After some more exchanges the old lady got into the cab and it drove off, leaving my with the old man, 'Please', he said, 'come in', and he stood back with the door open, to let me pass.
I could feel the old ache rise in my tummy, I was entering the one place that always made me feel weak in the legs, a sex shop.
I stepped-in and he closed the door, locking it, 'We are closed at this time of day', he said, 'but a pretty young girl, I will make an exception.
I smiled in response to his compliment, and my eyes fell on his crotch to see if he was desiring me, but it looked normal.
'Would you like something to drink', he proffered, 'Coffee, Coke'?
I declined, 'Vodka', he was testing me.
I looked at him, this place was intoxicating, the stuff of every schoolgirls sexual fantasy, being in a sex shop full of men wanting to fuck you, following you around as you teasingly looked at the DVD covers and the sex toys, picking them up and fondling them, I felt a little dizzy and horny simultaneously, 'Yes', I replied, I will have a Vodka.
He went away and I looked around from where I stood, there was a whole wall with vibrators and dongs, and I decided I would have one, even if I had to fuck him for it.
He returned and smiled a genuine smile, fully open and inviting, 'You have a very charming smile', he said, noticing my open mouth.
Pouring a large vodka into each glass he handed it to me, 'Kippis', he shouted, 'Kippis', I shouted back and I threw the lot down my throat, in one go, he only managed half the glass.
It felt warm as it went down with an astonishing ease, 'You are a good drinker', he complimented, I laughed and shouted, 'You say kippis, I say I'm pissed', and I leant forward and touched his arm, he was like a grandfather figure to me, though I had never met mine, and he like the fact I was comfortable with him.
He filled my glass again, and we cheered each other, he finished his and I mine, I could feel the effects hitting home and my inhibitions disappearing, as my nipples stood firm, I could see he was staring at them, which made then harder.
'My wife', he said, 'she has gone for her Brazilian'.
'What is that', I asked, completely lost in its meaning.
'She wants her pussy to look like yours, young to see', and he pointed at his eyes to emphasize his meaning, 'but it will never be as tight', and he tapped his nose as if in the know.
I was feeling the effects of the Vodka, my head spun a little, but the urge for sex was growing, I was horny and I realized I wanted to have sex with this old man.
I laughed at his openness, 'How do you know something like that', I teasingly challenged him?
He shook his head and tapped his nose again, 'You have something here in the shop that can test how tight a pussy is', I continued brazenly?
I looked down as he grabbed his crotch, 'This', he said thickly, 'my cock', and I saw he was rubbing himself, 'this will tell how tight you are'.
'I think you are going to fuck me', I said with a girlish charm, I was past the point of no return, and I lifted my lop over my head, to expose my small breasts with my large hard rubbery nipples, aching to be sucked, 'You fuck me now', I said thickly, feeling my legs give way under me?
He came across and held me, feeling his hands on my upper torso, made me wild with passion, 'Suck my tits', I said, forcing my breast to his mouth, seeing my nipple being bitten hard but not feeling it, instead feeling his tongue lash it as I suckled him.
He stopped and released my tormented digit, now I felt the pain of his bite, 'Not here', he said, as I rubbed my bruised nipple.
'Let me show you around my shop', he said, 'first we go down to the cellar', and as I walked a little unevenly down the stairs, he was gently tugging me, 'this is where everybody is fucking', he said as he looked back at me in my shorts.
When he said 'Fucking', it was like an electric shock, my body responded and my mouth opened, 'Are you going to fuck me', I asked, in a whisper?
He turned to face me at the foot of the stairway, his hands already pushing my shorts down over my hips and cupping under my buttocks.
He was groaning as his tongue filled my eager mouth, his fingers sliding inside me with ease due to my vaginal secretions, his thumb crushing my clitoris, as he roughly bruised it.
I could feel myself being lifted off the bottom stair, and my shorts and panties fall from my ankles, as he swung me in an arc as he carried my into one of the six cubicles, before putting me back down on my naked feet.
'Wait here, I'll be right back', and I stood visibly shaking, not from the cold, but my nude reflection on the mirrors in the room.
I looked my age, and felt his bestial desire for me, I was surrendering to him, and as my fingers run over my flat stomach, I could envisage his semen fattening me, and I groaned, as I touched my wet cunny.
He walked back into the cubical to catch me masturbating myself, and he stopped and watched, as my long fingers went through my swollen labia and coated my pink crinkled anus, with a glistening moist sheen, his hand followed my wet trail, his fingers slid into my swollen cunt, and his fat thumb, slipped up my ass.
I gasped as he took me like this, a little teenage fleshy bowling ball, and he cruelly lifted my off my feet with his fingers inserted in my ass and cunt, lowering me in front of his hard cock.
It should have been painful, but it was not, I only felt an un-fulfilment, a yearning to be taken, 'Put these on baby girl and make daddy happy'.
I looked at what he was offering, a pair of cherry red heels, with long spikes. I was so unstable on my legs he spun me around and lifted my leg high, with my small bum balancing on a small shelf and my legs open, crudely showing my crotch.
He forced the smallish heel onto my large foot, and as he lowered it, I reached down and took hold of his cock, which was brushing my labia, and when he lifted my other leg to heel it, I tried to put him inside me.
'Keep calm sweet cheeks', he said as he lowered my other foot back onto the ground, 'Stand up', he said, and I looked at my reflection in the mirror, and the crookedness of my stance, the heels were throwing me off balance.
'Perfect', he whispered, admiring his handiwork, I really did look like an incredible fuck, the heels raising me six inches higher.
I bent forward and rested my hands on the small shelf where my bum was planted minutes earlier. My pussy was out of reach for his cock, so I had to bend my knees to be penetrated, clearly making it an awkward way to fuck on my part, I would have to do the work.
I watched my reflection a he clipped a studded chocker onto my neck and clipped a dog leash onto it, 'Now my little puppy bitch, you can fuck my cock', and I bent my knees, watching my bum from the side lowering myself onto his erection.
He would not even raise himself onto his toes, he wanted to make do it all.
I caught sight of a waste paper basket off to the right, as we copulated, my distorted shape adding pleasure to his eyes as he used the mirrors to enjoy my discomfiture and desperation to achieve an orgasm.
'Is that cum paper', I asked him, then pointed to the basket to divert his gaze from me?
'Yes it is sweetie', he replied and spun we around 90 degrees and pushed my body in the direction. It was in the corner of both walls and I had to stoop lower, causing an ache in my back as he put my head into the basket filled with tissues, the strong smell of semen, was evident as my face was buried into the soiled pile, the taste evident as I chewed on them, that was when we both cummed.
Many years have passed and now I have a daughter of my own and a son, both born to different fathers, and both born with a few years between them.
Peter was the elder of the two, the son of a Dutchman, a one night stand on a boat cruise and the husband of an old friend of mine, who had passed out on the bed where he fucked me. She snored gently as he heaved atop of me, my fingernail ashamedly dug into his buttocks, denying him leave of my pussy as he came, I raised my calves and leg locked him inside me, I was cumming with him, I could feel him tighten up and stiffen, I clamped around him, as his wife slept blissfully unaware, at that very moment in time, he was impregnating me.
My daughter Pia was born from another shagging I received outside a night club I Gothenburg, in fact there was a bit of a gang bang going on, regardless of who the father was, there was a bit of a mix inside my pussy that night, but Pia is a very beautiful girl, and a joy to behold.
In side our home my c***dren have a different way of looking at the world, with all it prohibition and suppressing, especially when it comes to matters sexual.
I teach them that sex is beautiful and to enjoy it, and the the men who make the rules are the ones who would break them, to get to them.
Peter was walking around in a pair of Calvin's underpants, a nice choice for a young man, and I could not help but notice my daughter Pia's eye had a glint in it as she looked at his parading his wares.
I asked her about her new washed out denims with the knees ripped, and asked her to come over to me, where I sat at the table.
She did and I stood up and took note she was taller than I.
'Do you think I could wear these', I asked her?
'You would look killer cool', she replied, after all I still cut a cool figure and was a good looking MILF, according to my son's friend.
'Try them on mum', he said, and I looked into Pia's blue eyes, 'What do you think', I asked her?
Pia undid the button and zipper, sliding them over her long legs and handed them to me. I think she had forgotten in her haste, she was without panties, and her brother immediately started to bulge, I said nothing and let him look.
Pia has an incredible thigh gap where her thighs meet her torso, and Peter was looking directly at it.
I took the denims and eased my own pants off, making sure my panties went with them, so much so when I stood upright to put my leg into my daughters denims, both my c***dren were looking where they both had been born between my legs.
I dropped my daughters denims and stood brazenly with my hands on my hips, 'As you both can see, I am not embarrassed'.
That was when Pia let out a scream, she suddenly realised she too was showing, and she dropped onto her knees to hide her cunt from her brothers gaze.
'Come on Peter, stand up and be a man, show us', I said, and my daughter stood up, suddenly no longer ashamed of her nudity under her top, 'I'll go all the way if you do', she said, and without waiting for a reply, she took her top off, now she was naked, and her nipples stiffened, as her voice thickened, that was when I realized she really was a chip of the old block, I think she was going to fuck her brother in front of me, her whole demeanour suddenly changed.
Peter stood up and pushed his underpants down and stepped from them. Both Pia and myself seeing him for the first time so erect and swollen, 'Come and join is Peter', and he walked towards his sister and mother, where all clenched into a family embrace.
We stood very lose together, the heat from our combined bodies inflamed us all the more, that was when I heard Peter groan, and felt Pia's arm move, she was holding her brother's cock and had started to wank him.
It was for me something so beautiful to see, so natural and wondrous, I walked away from both of them and sat down and watched them as nature took hold, 'Lie on the floor', I suggested, and they at each other and smiled, it was Pia dropping down in front of Peter who continued to stand, I watched astounded, as his cock went into her mouth.
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