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Six months later, Jim and Tracy pulled away from their parents' home with a U-Haul trailer full of a few items of furniture, and dozens of boxes. At a stop sign when they were out of sight of the house, Tracy leaned across the console at kissed Jim's cheek.
"I love you, big brother."
"I love you, little sister."
"Have I kept up my end of our bargain?"
"What's that?" Jim puzzled to her.
"I promised I'd fuck your brains out each day. I know I didn't make it every day what with school and the heavy competition for your body, but I have always been willing." She giggled slightly.
"Yes, you've been a dream sister, and I declare you are carrying your end of things just fine. Just keep your grades up."
"Ughh. You sound like Mom and Dad."
"Just remember that you have to keep up appearances that you and Ellie are sharing a room in our house, and doing better at school because of it."
"Even though I'm shacked up with you or someone else every night."
"Be prepared for the unexpected visit. They know I've got a unique relationship with some of the women, but no details. Dad thinks I'm shacked up with three women, but he's about to meet Alice in a couple of days."
"I bet they've figured it all out," Tracy said.
"So why are they letting you into this den of inequity then?"
Tracy shrugged. "Mom's pretty smart. I think she can read between the lines. I bet this whole arrangement wouldn't surprise her in the least. Moreover, I bet she'd love to live with us and have her daily dose of dick. I don't think Dad does it for her entirely."
Jim laughed, "I'm not going there. I can think of other people's mothers – MILFs – enjoying sex, but not my own. Now, change of subject; are the guys too much for you – sex wise? Are we imposing on you too much or taking too much of your time?"
Tracy laughed. "I've become like Alice. I can't get enough cock. Ellie too. I consider it a banner day when I get to fuck each one of the men at least once. We haven't done a gang bang yet, but I guess that's the daily equivalent of one – five men, although it's a small gangbang. I'd go around that male circle a dozen times if I could. If you notice, I go out of my way to work through each man when I'm home – you included."
"Thank you. I must say, I love our new brother-sister relationship, and I love you. I really look forward to each time we're together making love, but I hope you know I have feelings for you far deeper than just the sex."
"Oh, I know. I think we've all developed deeper feelings of varying depths for each other."
"On that note, what do you think of our new circle members Alex and Nathan?"
Tracy responded with enthusiasm, "I love them both. Alice picked winners, and they fit into our circle so nicely. I slept with Alex last night since he's fully moved into his room. He is a divine lover. So is Nathan. They love getting teenage pussy, and I play the innocent teenager role to the hilt with them; I even have a little plaid skirt that barely covers my pussy, some white knee socks, I make two braids of my hair, and I talk like the whole sex thing is all new to me and I don't even understand what to call things. I really inspired both men by playing the innocent teenager. Ellie does that with them too. We can really crank them up, and they spray cum all over our little sexy bodies, and then we make a big 'do' about cleaning it up off of each other."
"I might like to try that little schoolgirl fantasy too – heck, all the men would. We all love your tight little teenage cunts." Jim teased and was purposely crude, but Tracy loved it when he did that.
Jim went on, "I am finding Alex and Nathan to be stellar older friends in my constellation. I've already gotten some great mentoring advice from each of them about my work and career. Monica's dad has been helpful too since he works for the same company I do and knows the ropes better."
After a pause Jim asked Tracy, "Are you happy with what we've set up for you at the house?"
"You mean the little suite that Ellie and I share? Absolutely. We each have a large bed, and our own desks and everything. I love the built-in bookcases too. Mom totally approved when she saw the set up. She liked that it was off by itself over the garage, and had its own entrance. She has no idea that it's such a den of inequity."
"I thought you just said that Mom was savvy to what was happening."
"Well, there's that too. She wants to be able to keep up appearances to salve her conscience about her daughter's virtue and virginity. If she only knew what a slut I am."
"You and Ellie are getting along OK?"
"We're lovers. We've had our snits about each other and our habits, but we work through all that stuff. Alice has helped us iron out a few wrinkles a couple of times. We have such good role models elsewhere in our circle too."
Tracy added, "When we have male visitors, our beds are large enough for us both to be fucking side-by-side, and watching each other. I love it when you and Matt come and do us together. That's such a charge – 'the double incest fuck' we call it."
After a silence, Tracy said, "Bob sat with us a week ago and went through his list of success factors for life. He emphasized the items about communicating well with each other, everyone in the group, and being open and honest about what we're thinking. Ellie and I are trying to be role models for the others at school. We can't be role models for you and the others because you're all role models for us."
Jim said, "Some role model for you I've turned out to be. I get you involved in a group of sex-crazed men and women who always want to fuck you senseless, and I'm one of them. And you can be role models to someone older; age has nothing to do with it."
"And I love all the men, women, and sex. Don't you dare change a thing."
"How do you keep your grades up?"
"Bob talked to us about focusing and goals. Other kids want grades and to graduate, but we have goals to get skilled up for good careers, and we are focused on the steps, courses, activities, and such to get there. Ellie too. Again, it's watching everyone else in The Circle; they're all working and using some of the stuff they learned in college."
Tracy continued, "I'm more motivated to study, I ask deeper questions, and participate in class more. I'm not just learning facts or equations; I want to know how to apply all the things I'm learning."
She went on, "I have a social life with everyone in the house – and a sex life beyond imagination – so I don't need to prowl and flirt around campus – a real time consumer, although I do a little of that just to keep those skills honed. The result is good grades, but that's not my focus. Do you know, I think I'll get an internship this coming summer with Visionix Tech? I'm going to be the first sophomore they've ever brought into their program because when I interviewed I knew so much about their company, their work, and how I could contribute."
"Plus you're hot, and probably had every male tongue in the company wanting to touch it to some sexual part of your torso."
Tracy laughed, "You do think about sex all the time."
"Hey, so do you."
"Yeah, and the idea of being licked to orgasm over my lunch hours has great appeal. I'll have to work on that when my job starts."
Jim teased, "Yeah, why should a work day be any different than your weekends?"
As they got to the house, Sheila came out. She pointed at a strange car in the driveway, "Parent alert. Monica's mom and dad stopped by to see our new digs and drop off some things for her."
Jim thought about how he'd left his bedroom this morning. The place reeked of sex. Alice's thong had been hanging from the headboard, along with her bra. He recalled a large purple dildo they'd been playing with being somewhere around the bed too.
Sheila read my mind, "I policed your bedroom just in case. You must have had fun last night with Alice and Ellie." She smirked at me.
"Thank you. I'll have to think ahead more about drop-ins. Anybody else leave embarrassing things out and about." He gestured into the house.
Sheila laughed as she picked up a box from the back of the U-Haul, "No, we raced around and cleaned up stuff. Whose room for the box?" She lifted a box out of the trailer.
"Tracy, I think. Look for a name on the side of the box."
As Jim and Tracy went in, Nathan bounded out the door, "I'll help." Although the second oldest in our midst, he still felt he needed to prove himself to the group through deeds and being helpful. All the women adored him because his desire to please carried over into his lovemaking and cuddling. Nathan was another find Alice made. When he wasn't pleasing someone in his job as a claims adjuster, he was designing apps for cellular phones, so he and Alice had a lot in common. They also worked at home occasionally, a point that allow them daytime dalliances.
In the house, Jim greeted Monica's parents. He'd met them many times before when he'd pick her up at their home, but this was different. Monica was obviously living in a group situation that smacked of group sex given the mix and limited number of beds versus occupants.
Monica had closet space and a dresser in a bedroom shared with Jim, not that she was in there overnight too often. There was always the possibility of changing around with someone too, if space and habits seemed to conflict.
Michelle, Monica's mother, stood with Jim looking at the new living room furniture at one point. She said, "You know when I was younger, I would have loved this situation you've created. You are all so nice to each other – so loving."
Jim said, "We do care a great deal about each other. I've never been happier although it does require some patience and tolerance."
She said, "I bet you're happy, with all the sex?" She grinned and then slapped her hand across her mouth and blushed scarlet. A few seconds later, she said, "I can't believe I asked that. Forgive me."
Jim chuckled, "Well, to your question, the answer is yes, I'm very happy." He teased, "Plus you're always welcome to stop by to join in with us anytime you want. In your case, you'd have to bring Don or a permission slip, but you are a hottie." He gave her a brief hug by putting an arm around her shoulders and kissing her cheek.
Michelle warned in a teasing tone, "Don't tempt me ... or him." She turned under his arm until her lips were almost upon his.
"Who's tempting? Certainly not me. I'm serious," he teased. If Michelle accepted his challenge he'd love to help indoctrinate her into the group's lifestyle. Like her daughter, she was trim, personable, and gave off some sexual vibes that promised an exciting time. She also had the hint of more experience and excitement than other women her age. To Jim she was first class MILF. The fact that she was Monica's mother had little to do with anything in his mind.
Zoey came up and snuggled under Jim's other arm. "Serious about what?"
"Don and Michelle coming by for some sexual fun with us, and maybe even joining our little circus."
Zoey didn't blink an eye, and figured that Jim was teasing. She said, "Oh, you mean I'd get a chance to bed Monica's dad. Oh, that'd be so much fun. Would you do her mother? Maybe we could do them next to each other in the living room where everyone could see."
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Her burgundy hair was cut short so it wouldn't get in the way, and her lean body was armored in lightweight grey and dark grey plate with a curved short-sword on each hip. Several months in the field away from the ready supply of hot water and soap had marred her otherwise attractive features. Her hair was knotted and greasy, and her pale skin was covered with splotches, pimples, and sweat rashes. She probably smelled horrendous but she'd stopped noticing that after the second...
{I love every one that reads this story:} ;}. =]. =/ My name is Jake, I was 14 when I had sex with my 16 year old brother Matt who is 5'5,has brown hair and eyes,well toned body, and good at sports. Me on the other hand I'm 5'1,long jet black hair,sliver eyes(every boy in school loved my eyes),perfect pale skin and kinda goth. One day I was in my room on my bed reading a book without my shirt and pants because it was summer and hot as hell. When I was...
We both get dressed, not really slutty but nice. We are both in really good moods too, so should be a great night. We decide to take cab back and forth so we don’t have to worry about how much we drink. After I call for the cab, lil one looks at me and smiles. Wow mom you look great, I don’t normally see you dressed like that. Its not that I am dressed slutty, well not really any way. However I do not normally wear skirts this short or tops this low cut. Being I am big breasted the low...
And yet, she would be disappointed if he weren’t there when she went in. When he looks at her, she feels a tingling deep in her belly like the nervousness of a roller coaster ride, and her knees tremble with a need she can’t name. Tonight is the western-themed party at her husband’s office, and though she hates western wear, hates offices parties and at times hates her husband, she is here in the leather store to buy an outfit. She had originally gone to a western store and flipped through...
Growing up, I was an ugly duckling, the kid taking piano lessons, the kid with braces and white socks with rings around the ankles. My parents would not allow me to play sports because of my braces and a knee injury that I had sustained playing football in seventh grade. By 1969, I had outgrown white socks, the braces came off, I switched to playing the trumpet, and grew more than six inches over the summer; but my real transformation was yet to come. Through hard work and perseverance, I...
And then I met her along an dark empty road in the rain, wet cold little Amy, cute young little Amy, hot sexy Amy, future mother of one or more of my kids. Her knowing there was no way she could be pregnant yet, and later a few minutes of us talking, she decided I was to be the lucky guy, to father her children and her five girlfriends children too. Well as you all know when a headstrong female wants something she usually gets it and before long we were in this house, I’m remodeling while...
2. Good Morning 3. Clotheslined It was a couple days after mine and Kara’s last ‘episode’ parents were gone for four more days on the cruise. We hadn’t done anything since last time. Well, sure, we’d had sex, but we hadn’t done, you know…anything. We had gotten bored, sex only takes up so much time, and even with our common interests, we were running out of fun and new non-sexual things to do. She suggested a picnic somewhere out in the woods around my house, but we woke up kind of lazy...
I was at the age of 15 when i began to masterbate constantly, 3 or 4 times a day becuase of my intorduction to the female body. I had sceen my step dad watching a movie one night while i was comming upstairs. A woman was getting undressed in a room, fully exposing her titties and giving me a rock solid hard on, that took me 3 jerk sessions to get rid of before i could go to sleep. My mom was 39, a beautiful woman, perfect sized chest, wonderfull body and a very very nice ass. I had not...
I look at you up and down once. You're wearing a sleeveless white shirt that is tied at the bottom. It seems to definitely hug your body and shows off your amazingly gorgeous breasts as it hugs you. You're also wearing a pair of shorts that seem to fit snug against your every sexy curve. They definitely hug your sexy ass. You sit on my chair as you're talking to the tow truck guy. You ask for my address and I give it to you. My gaze drifts from your beautiful face to your sweet tanned sexy...
CHAPTER ONE ‘It’s a tradition,’ Esther reminded herself as she pulled the box from the top shelf. For twenty-five years, since her son Tommy was just two, she had decorated their house from top to bottom with ghosts, vampires and ghouls of all shapes and sizes. She, herself, would dress as a gypsy and read the cards for children of all ages in the neighborhood. She spent days before the annual event preparing homemade cookies, rice crispies snacks, caramel apples, the works. But this year,...
When he announced that we were going to have a romantic getaway outside the city, I was excited. Work was really beginning to tax me, and a trip away would do great things for my stress. I tried to press him for more details, mostly for packing purposes, but he remained silent. My mind raced with the possibilities — beach or mountain, relaxing or strenuous, sexy or adventurous? I packed to try to cover all my bases. The next morning dawned bright and clear. After a quick breakfast, we loaded...
You stretch languidly, the rays of the sun soaking into your body. The sky is an electric blue, white fluffy clouds drifting lazily by. A soft breeze blows periodically, crinkling your skin into goose bumps with the sudden coolness. After the week I’ve had, you think, this is just the ticket. Stretching again on the towel, you settle your hands to either side of your head as you lay on your stomach, your bikini top unfastened beneath you. Gotta remember to hook back up before I get up, you...
We all have secrets…Elise Fairborough had many! Living at number twelve, Meriwether Way for the last six years she had discovered the very best way to press her husband’s shirts, the perfect stain remover for her white sheepskin rug even the best way to brew coffee in the morning to give it the strongest taste. Yet if one thing Elise had learned above all that she had perfected in the last six years, it was how to keep a secret behind closed doors. ‘Yeah of course just set up the meeting, I...
With her foot up on the chair for leverage, Marilyn reached up and down her left leg, smoothing her black silky nylon. She pulled her skirt up slightly to readjust her garter and then straightened up. She was ready for her next patient. The leggy raven-haired beauty took pride in her professional appearance. Her hair was braided and rolled into a tight, matronly bun. Her suit, while very tight on her willowy body, did not reveal any of the lushness underneath. Although Marilyn was tall and...
Thanks to Lily, my friend and editor for more hard work to make my story better. Chapter 3 The progress he’d made with Killerbitch only made Ben realise how little he’d achieved with Cathy. Why had he made her the topic for Killerbitch’s story? It’d happened in a moment before he’d thought about it. In his desperation he’d picked the first subject that came into his head. Meanwhile Cathy continued her abuse, he cooked her meals, and cleaned whilst she ate and inevitably slept. He did notice...
She loved to taste her own cum on his swollen cock when she devoured him, but tonight would be different. Sometimes you just have to slow down, smell the ocean, taste the honey. Tonight would be slower. Tonight, instead of exploding quickly and effortlessly, she would wait until there was nothing more to hear or smell. The gentle slapping of the ocean waves would dwindle into nothingness. The glow of the full moon would dim and they would be surrounded by nothing but each other. They had spent...