Brownie Magic
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We had just dropped our three kids off at a local theater and pulled away from the curb. Frank was in great spirits and hadn't stopped talking since he got the news. The job that saved our home was his, at least for a three month probationary period. The pay was nearly double what he expected, and he felt confident of landing a permanent position.
I was relieved, even happy, but I'd been in a silent stew since leaving Blake Stone's office. As soon as the kids were out of earshot, I turned abruptly to Frank and shouted, "Do you know what that son-of-a-bitch had the nerve to do?"
Frank's dream balloon appeared ready to burst. He said, "Honey, what could he have done? I was only out of the office five minutes; besides, the kids were right there with you the whole time."
"Frank, it wasn't me he did anything to. That bastard fondled Sherry. He pulled her up on his lap and fondled her right in front of me."
"Honey, calm down. Just what are you calling fondling? I saw her on his lap when I came back. She looked fine to me."
I scooted up next to Frank and grabbed his right hand. I brought it up under my skirt, clear to the tops of my thighs, and said, "What do you call this?"
He smiled a devilish grin and rubbed my inner thigh, saying, "I call it my lucky day." I knew right away that placing his hand near my vagina was a mistake. He was in far to good of spirit not to take advantage of my one major weakness: I have never been able to say no once my pussy gets stimulated. He said, "Honey, I know he never put his hand this far up a twelve-year-old's leg."
"This is where he started." I jammed his hand between my legs, saying, "This is where it was most of the time. Don't tell me I didn't see it, either. I was sitting three feet from him, and he was facing me with her legs straddling his." Frank's hand cupped my sex, pressing along my wet slit with his middle finger. In a much quieter tone, I said, "Frank. What are you doing? Didn't you hear me? Your new boss did this to our little girl. Pete and Sandy saw it too. He was leering at me the whole time, challenging me to say something."
"But you didn't, right."
"No! I was too stunned. He did it to show me he could do it and get away with it. It was like he was saying, "How badly do you want this job?"
"And your silence told him. I'm not that surprised. They way you begged and pleaded for my job, I thought you were about to drop to your knees and go for his zipper. He didn't need to know how desperate we were."
Frank began fondling my pussy. I said, "Frank, stop doing that. This is serious."
"No, I want to determine exactly what he did. Is this all he did, hold his hand between her legs?"
"No, and I could see everything. Her skirt was bunched up in her lap. We all had a clear view of his meaty fingers squeezing her vagina."
"Like this?" Frank's hand palmed the full plane of my sex and gave a big squeeze, repeating it several times in succession.
I slumped back in the seat as he asked, "Is this all he did?"
"No, he drew his middle finger up her cleft, pushing the crotch of her panties between her lips."
"Like this?"
"Yes! He did that for quite a while, stroking, stroking, pushing deeper. Yes! Yes! Like that."
"And did Sherry's panties get wet like yours are?"
"Yes, they were sopping wet. You could see right through them. We could see her lips mold around his finger as he stroked her pussy."
"Her pussy, huh?"
"Yes, her pussy. A vagina that starts drooling is a pussy, a cunt, a twat."
"And Sherry had a pussy." I bit my lower lip and just nodded. "Okay, did he do anything else?"
"Yes, he slipped his index finger under the leg-band of her panties, and we saw it dip between her lips."
"Like this?"
"Yes, he hooked his finger inside her little hole, Frank. Yes, he did that, just pulled and distorted it, occasionally running up to her little clit and rubbing it. Yes, Oh God, yes!"
"And of course, you said nothing."
"No! I watched. I was mesmerized until Pete placed his hand on my leg, just above my knee, staring at his sister's crotch the whole time. Frank, he was so bold. He's never touched me like that before. He kept squeezing and rubbing, slowly inching up, pushing my skirt up. Mr. Stone was staring at Pete's hand and smiling. He could probably see my panties. Pete managed to get his hand way down on the inside of my thigh, not three inches from my panties."
"Your wet panties?"
"Fuck, yes, they were wet! I had to place my hand on Pete's to get him to ease up."
"You didn't take his hand away?"
"No, I was so confused. I only knew I had to stop him from going any further. Poor Sandy didn't know who to watch. Her eyes darted from my leg to Sherry's pussy and back... For a fifteen-year-old honor student and born-again Christian, she took it all rather well."
"Did Pete stop?"
"He didn't stop kneading and squeezing, but he stopped advancing on my crotch. That is, until Mr. Stone reached over with his other hand and ripped the crotch out of Sherry's panties. When he did that and exposed Sherry's hairless, wet, pink slit, Pete squeezed so hard it hurt. When Stone started jabbing his stubby finger in and out of her hole real fast, and Sherry drew her legs up and laid her knees out, Pete made a grab for my twat. I clamped my legs together on his hand and held his wrist. His fingers were clawing at my crotch, driving me mad. Sandy just sat there with her mouth open."
Frank mimicked the story's action by rapidly finger-fucking me. I cried out, "Oh, yes, honey! Do that harder. Make me cum, sweetheart. You should have seen your little girl; she was shameless. Yes, yes!"
I shuddered out a terrific climax, then collapsed my head on Frank's shoulder. I took a few minutes to catch my breath as Frank continued to toy lazily with my pussy. I turned dreamy eyes up to him and said, "I really blew it, Frank. I should have said something. What will those kids think of me now? Pete felt my vagina. I couldn't help it. You know how I get when you touch me there. I didn't do much resisting."
"Are you saying he penetrated you?"
"Well, yes, I wasn't quite as brazen as Sherry, but we were both getting the same treatment and staring at each other's crotches as it was happening. I hate to admit this, but we came about the same time, too. I tried to hold it in, but you know how successful I am at that. How do I go back to being his mom after letting him finger fuck me?"
"Well, I can imagine what Pete thinks. He probably thinks you're wonderful, the best mom on Earth. Not many moms let a boy do that."
"I can see why. It could easily become habit forming. I'll bet Sandy thinks I'm some kind of slut. I don't even want to think about what Sherry thinks. They're probably in that theater talking about me right now."
"I couldn't blame them. I doubt they think any the worse about you, though. They knew what a bind we were in. Hell, they probably think you're a hero for landing me this job. Now that I know what went down, it's plain that you did. I'm not qualified for this job and you know it."
"You know what that means. This won't be the last time. What happens when he tries to fondle Sandy. I can't see Sandy being as complacent as Sherry. He picked the right one."
"Yeah, I'll bet she just melted in his arms from the get-go."
"Frank, she did. That girl amazes me. She had no qualms about having his hands between her legs, and seemed to enjoy having us looking on."
"I told you that she was the one to watch, not Sandy. Sandy will still be a virgin three years after Sherry starts pulling trains."
"Don't talk like that about our baby, Frank. She's just a little precocious, that's all. It's Pete that worries me. This scene affected him deeply. It changed him some how. Can you imagine grabbing your mother between her legs?"
"Well, it was a rather bizarre circumstance. I can't see him simply walking up to you and shoving his fingers up your pussy."
"I'm not so sure, Frank. By remaining silent, I sent him some sort of message I never intended to send."
"I'll talk to the boy."
"No, don't say anything. I'm curious to see how he acts towards me now."
"Suit yourself. I'll stay out of it. So, what do we do about the job?"
"I don't know. What can we do?"
"All I need is a few paychecks, Bonnie."
"Well, you can bet I'm not bringing those kids anywhere near that office."
It was my idea to return to the theater alone to pick up the kids. I wanted time alone with them, time to talk things out, set them straight. I had the best of intentions and a well-rehearsed speech. When Pete climbed into the front seat and scooted up close, I froze. Sandy sat by the front passenger window and Sherry had the back seat to herself. She talked non-stop about the movie. I waited for an opening to speak. Just as I formed the words, Pete's left hand dropped on my lap, taking my breath away. My whole body burned when I felt the light touch of his fingers on my bare leg, just beyond the hem of my skirt. I could feel Sandy's eyes slyly keeping an eye on Pete's hand. Sherry hung over the seat back leaning over my right shoulder. With her head next to mine, she kept talking, but her focus was on her brother's hand the whole time.
I tried hard to concentrate on my driving, trying to ignore the weight of his hand as it fell further between my thighs with every pedal movement. He managed to get his fingertips on bare inner thigh flesh midway between my crotch and my knee. I gathered my courage to put an end to the charade, but each time, delayed doing anything. All the while, Pete teased my sensitive skin with tiny circular motions of his fingertips and nails.
Had the three of them conspired to do this, I wondered. Had they discussed a plan? Did Sherry dare her brother to try it? Sandy was conspicuous by her silence. Normally the first to point out someone else's wrongs, she sat in silence, watching. And Sherry, never one to be shy or let an indiscretion go without comment, seemed to be going out of her way to distract me. Working over those bizarre possibilities did more to distract me than Sherry's non-stop monologue. They appeared to be working in concert.
I began to entertain the possibility of doing nothing and saying nothing. I weighed the possible outcomes. I imagined driving home with Pete's fingers in my pussy while Sandy and Sherry watched. I fought this idea. My horny pussy applauded the idea and my legs joined the rebellion. They relaxed of their own accord. As my knees fell out a few inches, Pete took it as a sign of partial surrender. He shifted position and changed to his right hand. His hand turned up towards my pussy and crept up my inner thigh by several inches. If there was ever a time to call a halt, that was it. Part of my mind screamed for action, but a stronger part forced me to inaction. By this time most of my body parts were in the rebel camp. Sweat beaded on my brow as his fingers neared my pounding vagina. My rational mind felt trapped in a body determined to commit an outrage against natural morality and decency.
My traitorous legs gave another few inches and inspired Pete to turn onto his side to face me. He did not look into my face but stared at his own hand, fascinated at its proximity to my crotch. My skirt was bunched up at the crotch, exposing most of my legs. Sherry had stopped talking and Sandy sat forward to peer around Pete.
I nervously guided the car away from any others, keeping a close eye out for trucks and vans that could look down into the car. When Sherry stopped talking, I made a decision to allow Pete to do whatever he had planned. I turned off of the well-traveled route, taking a longer way, going slow. Pete took this as a sign of my total surrender and cupped his hand over my pussy, making me stiffen and draw a deep breath. He squeezed and molded the wet fleshy lips as Sherry climbed forward, half-hanging over my shoulder. I focused my attention on driving, having to lean left to see around Sherry. Pete worked his fingers under the leg-band and insinuated two into my moist cleft, seeking my hole. He found it waiting and eased inside, bringing a deep flush to my cheeks.
I glanced over to Sandy and noted her obvious interest, surprised not to see a look of scorn or condemnation. Sherry broke the tense silence, saying, "I can't see." She reached down and gathered the skirt above my waist, completely exposing my pink panties and an inch of bare midriff. Pete pushed at the crotch material with little success. He then tried pulling the waist band below crotch level, but that failed to produce satisfactory results. In frustration, he grasped the waistband in both hands near my hip bones and tugged, moving the panties lower all around. Frustrated, as they were blocked by my weight sitting on the material, he pulled hard, fighting to uncover my loins. In a bold, impulsive decision, I brought my knees together and lifted my ass free of the seat. Pete deftly worked the panties down off my ass and slid them down my legs to below the knees. I pulled my left leg free, letting the panties slide down my right.
With Sherry still holding my skirt up, I was naked from the waist down. Pete went back to playing with my pussy with much more freedom of movement. He used his left hand to part my lips and his right to explore. I basked in the wickedness of it all and glanced over to Sandy. Sandy had a glazed look of perverse fascination which relieved me of my worst fear: her condemnation.
At this point, I gave myself over to the full enjoyment of Pete's assault. He grew more aggressive and confident. He shoved my left knee out to the door. My cunt yawned open, obscenely and he inserted three fingers in my hole. Sherry eased lower and reached her tiny hand into my crotch, competing with Pete's. A verbal battle ensued as each claimed their rights and their turn. Having my kids fight over my pussy was by far the most bizarre sensation I'd ever experienced. The fight demanded parental mediation, but I was lost in the moment.
Since first getting in the car, no one acknowledged me directly. They treated me as though I were a toy, an object, or a woman under a spell. I knew that speaking out, saying anything, would break that delicious spell. I glanced right and observed Sherry's bare left thigh near my cheek, her ass sticking up over the seat back. My pussy loved being fought over.
Sandy surprised me by jumping into my parental role. She reached back and slapped Sherry hard on the back of her right thigh, shouting, "Back off, Sherry. This was Pete's idea. Leave him alone."
Sherry did back off, easing up and standing on the back floor, still peering over while rubbing her thigh. We have a firm rule about hitting, and under normal circumstances, Sandy's smack would have brought Sherry screaming to me for justice. I awaited the cry. She protested, "I'm telling Dad that you hit me."
Sandy said, "Go ahead, and I'll tell him why."
Sherry cried, "It's not fair. Why can't I have a turn?"
Pete said, "Because it's mine, that's why."
My heart leapt in my chest. I could not believe his bold declaration. A heavy silence ensued as they seemed to be waiting for me to challenge his claim. I had no intention of reclaiming my traitorous vagina. It had waved the white flag miles past. I sat passively while Pete crudely finger-fucked me. He brought me to a fantastic climax, three blocks from home. Nothing was said about the way I ground my cunt on his fingers and moaned out my release. As I pulled into the garage, Pete withdrew his hand and adjusted my skirts. After turning off the ignition, Pete reached down and removed my panties from my right ankle. He stuffed them into his jeans.
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**This is the third installment of what may just become a longer series. So far it's been received well and the constructive wheels in my head are turning.**Part 1: http://xhamster.com/user/barelylegalfan/posts/25847.htmlPart 2: http://xhamster.com/user/barelylegalfan/posts/25563.htmlIt was Sunday and time for the weekly yard mowing. I was surprised my Dad didn't tell me to go mow, maybe he wanted the exorcise. Whatever his reason was, I was glad because it had to be 94 outside and very high...
"So tell me exactly what you won at the awards show?" The man who lived in my second story apartment which was the least expensive of the group. I therefore expected no class at all from him or his wife and I wasn't disappointed. "I didn't win anything, The guy who put the show together one most dramatic reality show. It was a toss up whether it would be life and death or a foot race across the world. Mike won it thank god. If he hadn't won, he would be winning even now." I said...
This story I’m about to tell you happened 6 years ago as I was attending college. I’m 25 years old now. I used to share a flat with my roommate at the time, I reckon 3 or 4 years elder. The fact this boy wasn’t a student at all, just somebody who worked, an employee in a business in this city, obliged him to travel to his home town on weekends to visit his girlfriend. Thus I was on myself, alone in the apartment, starting from Friday night until Sunday in the evenings when my roommate was...
Some people want a cum dump in their life. Somewhere in the vast unknown, someone is dreaming about their favorite person or persons turning into sex objects, to be used by others in any place, at any time. No questions will be asked. No warning will be given. They will kneel to suck, or bend over and spread wide for the dick, or they will be forced to at the leisure of their owners. Spontaneous and without judgement, they will find no greater ecstasy than to be treated like a toy. Used,...
FantasyI just turned 18 a month ago but, I do have a heath problem that I get treatments for across the border at a treatment center. When I get these treatments I'm not allowed to drive for 24 hours so someone has to drive me. My mom works as a nurse and with this virus is having to work unreal hours, and my dad is a trucker who was on his trip to load produce so it left me without a driver. Two doors down from us my friend lives and his mom is a teacher so she was off on spring break. and offered to...
Charlie Valentine is the kind of girl who always makes sure to return the favor. This beautiful hottie with beautiful, sexy feet and an all-natural body wants to show Cody Carter how thankful she is for all his help, especially during the pandemic. Charlie psyches herself up while approaching Cody. The gorgeous hottie knows that the timing is everything when it comes to returning the favor. She explains the situation to the tattooed stud, who quickly realizes that he is in for a treat. The...
xmoviesforyouYour in the kitchen washing dishes. You have a white tank top and no bra on and a little skirt on! I sneak in and an come up behind you ! I slowly move my hand up your thigh while Im kissing your neck! I get to your sweet spot and lightly brush it with my fingers! I move on up to your breast and massage them and pinch your nipples. I keep doing that till I get them really hard! Im still kissing your neck bitting it and licking your ear and sucking on it! I go back down to your pussy to see if...
This is Part 6 of a continuing story of how I became a lover of group sex. It has been my life. Please read parts 1 - 5 in order first. Going back to school after the holidays was a shock to the system. I went from having sex every day, to juggling it in whenever I could. My fingers were getting a workout every night and I was going my hardest to fit four fingers in so that I could enjoy that ‘fat’ stretched feeling I loved so much. I was meeting my boyfriend at his house on the...
Group SexI love Christmas time. The cold crisp air, sitting around the fireplace drinking hot mulled wine, caroling, oops! Back up there a sec. Need to say more about the caroling. I mean it’s fun to be out roaming around with a bunch of friends, laughing and having a good time, then being able to blend our voices in some great harmonies and seeing how much the old folks appreciate our efforts. Oh, did I mention the opportunities for a little grab-ass? What other time of year allows you to stand right...
Changing Channels by Zouscha Author's Note: First of a series, hopefully. Working on a followup to tie up some loose ends and create new ones. It was, as they say, a dark and stormy night. It was Friday of a long 4th of July weekend, and we were bored, 4 days with nothing to do stretched ahead like an eternity. Jessica and I had been lying on the couch in my apartment; it was a 3rd floor walkup in a small building in LA. It wasn't the greatest but the rent was cheap. I was...
Tv Chix! All of us are looking for a little love, right? Between fucking chicks left and right even I have to stop and consider which chick I want to fuck for a little longer than the others. A girl I could get with 10 maybe 15 times before I get bored instead of the usual 2 or 3. I’m talking some light commitment. And porn sites just aren’t the kinds of places to find that sort of thing. But dating sites are! Sometimes finding a decent relationship shit can be tough, especially when you’re a...
Shemale Porn SitesMy name is shelly and here is my confession of how I committed adultery with my sister’s husband Sean. It all started after my boyfriend dumped me when he found out I was pregnant, I was distraught and thought my world was at an end, My sister Tina invited me to have a night out with them and I was only happy to except there offer. Come the weekend I got myself all dressed up even put on my sexiest underwear, a lose fitting dress that was a little short but showed of my legs , my three...
"Here you are, Bobby. I hope you like it." "Oh!" I'd shaved and brushed my teeth, and finished my usual morning routine two hours early, while Shelly had rattled some pots and pans, as she liked to say. My kitchen had never smelled so good and I told her as much, winning a kiss on the cheek. She'd set a breakfast table for us, complete with a large omelet, toasted English muffins, a plate of fresh fruit, orange juice, and coffee. I did feel hungry after a long night of sex and I guess...
Snooki let her robes fall. And what a jolly holiday its going to be! Said Ronnie, with his head in Snookis bush. Lets go! Said Snooki. Ron whipped out his big boner. I suppose you just let it out for exercise? Said Pauly D. Oh no, no, said Ron, rubbing his phallus. His large, peerless cock was stiff as a board. Dick in the butt, please! Said Ron Oooooohhhh aaaahhhhh OOOoooohhhhh! Said Snooki, with Ron boning Snookis arsehole deeper and deeper, so forcefully, there was an explosion of skeet....
For those that wanted to know more about Misha before he met Froo, here is his story and how he came to be in England which is where he met her and fell in love,, and his time with Suzanne the woman in his past. His passion for Suzanne becomes an obsession, as she plunges down into a self destructive whirlpool, so for those that believe that life’s many experiences make up a rich and interesting tapestry….here is Misha’s story. To read about Misha and Froo please read the companion story...
Sir Philip dishes out some more punishment to his slut when she misbehaves... Chapter 7 The sound penetrated her ears like someone turning headphones as full as they could go. She was startled, starting to uncurl from the fetal position she had been asleep in. Without thinking she was kneeling, wary of what was happening. Disorientated at first, before her mind recalled the unbelievable, highly exciting and downright filthy events of the day before. She had no idea what the time was. She...
BDSMJulie woke up horny and was delighted to discover her sleeping spouse was already hard. Before he had even woken up, she had mounted his morning wood. Sam blinked groggily awake as his bimbofied wife pounded his meat with her slick cunt. He instinctively reached up and grabbed a hold of her bounding melons, causing fireworks to go off in Julie's clit and eyes. "Holy fuck!" her husband exclaimed. Julie giggled. "Yeah!" she agreed. "Holy fuck! Holy fuck! Fuck my hole!" The she...
“My name is Swapna and I am a 35 year old widow(in this story) I live as a live in maid for a young couple called Ravi and Chitra. Ravi works as a builder and Chitra is his loving housewife.Chitra knows me since I used to work for her parents and thus calls me “didi” even though I am her naukrani. After one year Chitra got pregnent and was to go to her mother’s place for her delivery.Just before living she confided in me that Ravi was very hungry for sex and she was scared that in her absence...
Incest“Do you believe this wise, Father?” the red-haired young woman asked as they stood at the dock nearest to their destination. “I do not know about wisdom but I believe it necessary,” the older man asked. “Your uncle’s hold on power has grown tenuous. He has become enamored with the idiotic ideas emanating from across the water. He has spoken of allowing a plebiscite in the eastern lands to allow them to determine for themselves if they wish to remain part of the country.” “I have never heard...
Hi, my name is James. The first time I had incest was when I met my cousin Tiffanie last year. It was the school holidays and Tiffanie came over to stay for a couple of days before she will leave for Texas to visit her grandma. I was playing video games when I heard the doorbell. I got up and opened the door to find a very in front of me. I was rooted to the ground htne I realized that it was Tiffanie. My parents had told me she was coming before they left for work. She was dressed in a small...
Incest“I want to pleasure both of you, we should have done this before now, I have been so horny ever since I watched you with two hung men, very horny. And the way they both kissed your arse was really something, I loved that.” she confided over coffee during the week. “Have you been using your vibrator?” “Yes, I have been Sarah. Would you like to watch me?” Mary asks sheepishly. “You took the words out of my mouth, I was going to ask if you would like me to watch you use it?” “It’s a cliche,...
long time ago as a straight men i was at a big Mall looking for a new pair of pants. There was this lovely young woman named Sherry working there, who was very solicitous, helping me find my size and select a pair of pants that weren't too out of style. I hate to shop, you see, so I usually wear a pair of jeans or shorts. These sort of clothes don't require trying on and are really never out of style. But this time, I wanted to take my time and get a nice pair of pants that fit well.She was a...
Saturday morning Matt and Molly were working on homework. Ruth was at work. Iris was searching to see if she could find any of her family on social media, before having to spend the money to hire someone to find them. Megan was out playing with her own toys. Matt decided to take a break and check the Time Lord email account. There was a new message from Professor Rohn. She was now up to 88 cracks. He decided it was time to bring things with her to a close. He had managed to look up her home...