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Bill woke in the morning to the pleasant feeling of a hand wrapped around his erection. He didn't know whose hand it was as his eyes were still closed; feigning sleep he kept them closed and waited to see if what he expected to happen would eventuate. It did.
"Hey mum," said Sandy, "do you suppose Uncle Willy will be able to sleep through me fucking him?"
"I don't know," said her mother, "why don't you hop on and find out while I hold it up for you."
A split second later his cock was pointing in a vertical position and soon Bill could feel the warmth of a pussy wrapping itself like a glove around his erection. He took a risk and opened his eyes to see if it was Sandy fucking herself on his cock and found himself looking at the grinning face of the fourteen-year-old as she leant forward to press her B-cup breasts into his chest while slowly and rhythmically lifting her pussy on and off the steel like 8½-inches that was his erection.
"See," giggled the still grinning Sandy White, "I knew you weren't asleep Uncle Willy. No one can sleep through me wrapping my little cunt around their hard-on, now why don't you fuck me!"
Taking her at her word Bill grabbed her by the hips and after checking to see where Sally was on the bed, she was standing nude by his left side with a tray of breakfast in her hand, flipped her over and propped himself over her in the missionary position with his cock deep in her pussy.
Taking a breath and giving the girl a chance to settle as he leant forward and took the nipple of her right breast into his hand he glanced into her eyes. "Are you ready?" he asked.
Sandy laughed as she pushed up as if trying to cram more of his cock into her pussy. "Are you kidding Uncle Willy, can't you feel how wet I am. I'm fourteen, horny and my cunt needs a dick like other people need breakfast, now FUCK me."
How could Bill refuse a request like that? The short answer of course was that he couldn't. Propping himself on his hands Bill began to drive his thick eight plus inches into the welcoming Sandy White cunt just as Sally dumped the tray, climbed onto the bed, straddled her daughter's head and lowered her weeping pussy onto the girls mouth as she licked her lips in anticipation.
"So," said Sally as she held her pussy a fraction of an inch from her daughter's searching tongue, "are you still planning on visiting the set this afternoon?"
Bill grinned as he continued to fuck the girls thrusting cunt. "I wouldn't miss it for the world."
"Good, I'll make sure the studio sends a car for you. Now hurry up and fuck the little slut so we can get going, we have our usual Wednesday morning meeting with the writers and the producers before we film some of the boring filler stuff. Not that this afternoon will be boring, the scene Sandy and I will be filming will be anything but boring, in fact it's crucial to the direction the show will be taking. Now FUCK her!"
Taking the mother at her word Bill pressed his hands firmly into the bed, withdrew until just the head of his cock was in her pussy and then slammed his cock home causing the young blonde to grunt into her mother's pussy as the sound of flesh slapping together filled the room. Then he withdrew and repeated the action, increasing the pace of his fucking with every stroke until the room was full of the sounds of slapping flesh, daughter grunting lustily into her mother's pussy and the mother sighing with the pleasure she was getting from her daughter's tongue as it delved between the lips her pussy and sometimes contacted her clitoris.
Nearly fifteen minutes later mother and daughter were side by side on the bed, they were both a lather of sweat and were finding it difficult to move, while Bill couldn't wipe the silly grin off his face. "Now THAT," he said, "was a hell of a way to start the day."
Some five hours later the doorbell rang and a quick glance through the front window told Bill that it was the limo driver. Quickly grabbing his watch, mobile phone and wallet Bill headed to the door. The studio's driver opened the back door of the plush BMW to reveal a young brunette half sitting and half lying across the seat wearing, if you could call it wearing, a tiny skirt and a button down blouse that had only the bottom button done up.
Beneath the blouse was nothing but flesh, firm upright and very inviting breast flesh. At first Bill couldn't see what if anything the girl wore beneath her skirt. That soon changed when she dropped her right leg to the floor and lifted her other until it rested against the rear windscreen to reveal a smooth shaven slit weeping with pussy juice.
She smiled lasciviously as Bill climbed in. "See anything you like?"
Bill turned to the driver who was still standing there waiting for them to settle in before he closed the door.
The man laughed. "The young lady is a present from the studio; she is what the erotic film industry, formerly the porno industry, would call a fluffer. Her name is Geraldine Padgett." He laughed again. "She likes her friends to call her Gerry, especially those that are about to fuck her or are going to receive one of her world-class blowjobs."
"So you'd better call me Gerry," said the girl as she pulled Bill on top of her before looking past him to the driver who still hadn't closed the door. "Don't forget to take it easy Max, I mean it's not like Bill and I will be wearing seatbelts so we don't want to get pulled over by the cops. Now if you would just start driving Uncle Willy and I might be able to get down to some serious fucking. I mean we've only got forty minutes."
It was immediately obvious to Bill that Gerry had done this on many previous occasions. By the time Max had climbed into the driver's seat she had his belt and button down fly undone and his trousers down to his ankles. As the car pulled out of the driveway his underwear had joined his trousers and by the time they reached the end of the street he was balls deep in her pussy.
Seconds later Bill was lost in the thrill of fucking a vagina tighter than Sandy, Candy or Suzy's trio of exquisite teen pussies and he wasn't doing any of the work. As solid as he was, Gerry, with her feet and her forearms flat on the back seat, was using tremendous power through her hips to push off the comfortable leather upholstery, and then she began to squeeze him with her thighs and his cock with her vaginal muscles.
"Come on big boy all you have to do is hold yourself up while I do the work; let me see just how quickly I can make this big snake spit."
And that is exactly what Gerry did, while Bill propped himself up on his right hand and used his left to gently toy with her right breast and its very erect nipple she fucked herself on his cock squeezing him with her strong cunt muscles as she did so.
A man couldn't be expected to last long under such a full-on pussy onslaught and Bill didn't. Amidst the grunts and groans from him and repeated sighs of pleasure and insistent 'yeses' and successive screams of 'fuck my cunt' and 'fuck me' from Gerry Bill lasted around fifteen minutes which, to him, seemed pretty good under the circumstances. And then as Gerry finally collapsed into the luxurious upholstery and pulled Bill down on top of her with his wilting cock still trapped in the woman's vagina as it bathed in their combined cum and pussy by her strong vaginal muscles he laughed.
Wrapping her arms around his neck Gerry pulled his face to hers and kissed him before she tilted his head and looked at him with a slightly puzzled looking grin. "Just what were you laughing at?"
He laughed again. "Just you saying 'fuck me' and 'fuck my cunt'. I didn't exactly get to do much of the fucking now did I?"
The twenty-two-year-old brunette giggled and gave his cock another squeeze, then, feeling a little life returning to it she lifted her head and yelled out just as the car pulled up to a set of traffic lights, "Hey Max, how long before we hit the studio?"
The grinning face of Max looked into the back. "Oh I'd say about twenty minutes, and by the way just in case you haven't noticed you have an audience."
"Oh cool," giggled Gerry and they both looked out the window to see that they had an audience of around a dozen, all of whom were taking a close look inside the limousine.
A matter of fifteen or twenty seconds later the lights had changed to green, Bill and Gerry had lost their audience and she was looking up into his eyes. "Flip me over 'Uncle Willy', you're getting hard again and I need to play cowgirl."
He laughed as he gripped her hips and flipped over so that she had the top position, all without his cock slipping from her vagina thanks more to the strength in her vaginal muscles than his ability to maintain close hip to hip contact. In short order she was soon fucking herself with his cock and squeezing him just enough that he knew she would drag a second climax from him before they hit the studios and she did just that reaching her own orgasm just as they passed through the security gates.
Bill couldn't help but smile as he watched Gerry wave at the guard on duty as though it was an everyday occurrence to be fucking in the back of a limo in full view of anyone who wanted to look.
They pulled up right outside the main entrance and it was only when the back door opened and a young girl stood there with a damp cloth in one hand and a towel over her arm that Bill knew what was going to happen, or thought he did. He was nearly right, he had thought that the cloth was intended to clean them both up, but it turned out the cloth was just for him. While Gerry took the cloth and began cleaning him of the combination pussy juice he watched the young girl position herself between Gerry's legs and use her mouth and tongue to clean her of their combined juices.
Gerry looked up where she was cleaning his cock. "Uncle Willy," she said indicating the girl behind her, "I'd like you to meet Annie Taylor, she's a fluffer and part-time makeup artist like me and just like me she likes nothing more than cleaning up a cunt full of spunk and pussy juice." She thought for a second. "But her blowjob talents aren't quite a match for mine." And as if to prove her point she took Bill's semi limp cock in her mouth, began to slide her lips down his shaft and didn't stop until her lips were kissing his pubic hair. She immediately slid her lips back up his shaft until her just held the head of his cock, and then she repeated it twice more before she cleaned him off with the towel and helped him pull his underwear and trousers back up. "There," she said with a giggle, "that should tide you over until watching the scene they are going to play out gets you all horny again. And when it does..."
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Oh, she wanted to go, alright. She wanted to go for a few days and then go back to school, and that wasn't exactly what Bill had in mind. Since she didn't want to stay, Bill decided he needed a new girlfriend. Dropping back to the past and buying his supplies was simple. He didn't need any help for that. It never occurred to him that the other simple thing would be to follow the map set up by cmsix, park in the parking lot behind the restaurant and try a few dates on the watch. So. Bill...
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Haley’s turn: Add another happy student to our mix. Deena’s friend Emily, like I said, was also no dummy. She and Deena both took the tests as part of a program by some university to spot gifted students. “How’d Emily do?” I asked Deena. “Twenty-seven,” Deena replied. “Her mom ‘n’ dad are gonna be proud.” “So will yours, you know...” “Dad, for sure,” she said. “Mom will be excited because I’m excited, but I don’t think she sees all this school stuff as that important like Dad does.” I...
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Deena’s turn: If what Haley and I have done is incest, because we’re half-sisters, we argue that it’s not quite the same because we weren’t raised together as sisters. That specifically presents a quandary to me. I want Bill. Yes, I know he’s ‘Dad’. Been ‘Dad’ all my life, you know. But speaking from the standpoint of DNA, he’s NOT Dad. And what should it matter anyway? It’s not like if he and I started fucking (I hate that word. Can I say ‘making love’?) that I can get pregnant from him....
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Haley’s turn: “Go slow, Deena,” I told her after Bill left for work. We have nine o’clock classes on campus, so we have a little time alone in the house. “We are. I am. We’ve been our own nudist colony for a week. I don’t think I’m getting to him.” “You’re not ‘sposed to get to ‘im,” I said. “We talked. He’s still in ‘dad’ mode with you. We’re all getting relaxed about being nude.” “Yeah,” she replied sadly. “He didn’t get hard once last night. Unless I count that particularly relaxed...
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Haley’s turn: I looked at my tinkling iPhone. Call from Carlita. “Hey, new sister!” I said. “Hello, Haley. I assume that since you answered your phone, you are not at school.” I looked at my Bill. He’s still flushed. I imagine I am, too. Got tingles. Smiled. “No, I’m visiting my husband at his new office,” I said. “What’s up?” “I have no classes this afternoon. I thought that perhaps we could meet and talk.” “I’d love that,” I said. “I have to pick up Deena after school, but right now,...
Haley’s turn: We’re back home and I’m sitting in Bill’s recliner, smelling HIS cologne and ... What have I done? I pledged myself to Bill, for better or worse, et cetera. And I have had sex with his daughter. Had. SEX. With somebody who WASN’T Bill. I need to think. Can’t. Got Deena with me. Deena, who is my best friend. Okay, that’s not bad. Stepdaughter. Kind of odd, but not bad. And lover. Bad. What the hell happened to me? Never in my life have I had the least bit of interest in...
"You guys are weird," Bill had no idea of the power of the old gods. He only saw tree-huggers and animal activists. "I just don't understand, Mina, how you can walk away from everything we were taught in Church." When Bill said 'church' you could hear the capital C. "What about Hell and Damnation?" "Bill, you're fucking everything in sight." "But I'm saved." "The christian church teaches their people that sex is never to be enjoyed and to be used to 'Increase and replenish...
Deena’s turn: “Oh, sure. You tick off the head of the Engineering Department and then you throw me in there like throwing a bone to a pack of wolves,” I said. I was faking. I did this in front of Dad, for the benefit of him and Haley. I have to keep ‘em off balance or they’ll take advantage of me. “I TOLD you,” Haley sighed, feigning enough exasperation as was necessary to counterbalance my theatrics, “he’s talking about making us students here and at Auburn. Mizz Aneeta is coming next...
When I was 14, I mowed lawns for extra money. Once yard I mowed was for Bill and Margie. I mowed their lawn (uneventful) for almost 4 years. Bill was an older nerd but Margie was a MILF in the sexiest way and was the inspiration for many jack off sessions. They were both in then 40's and very professional while I was a minor. I quit mowing their yard after I graduated and didn't think about them again for almost 4 years. Fast forward till I was 22 and Bill and Margie were both in their...
Bill's Sexy Straight Grandson, Part IIDavid couldn't believe how easy it was to convince the hot stud to let Samblow him. He fell for that cockamamie story. When they told Bill, hecouldn't believe it until he saw Mike, his own grandson, on video beingsucked off by Sam and enjoying it. Cum was still dripping off Sam's chinas Mike rushed off, somewhat embarrassed by what he'd just done with hisgrandfather's pals."Damn, I wish I could've been there", said Bill."You can, if you leave it up to...
"Mina, It's very unkind of you to make me stay home" "Sorry, Bill ... girls night out." "A night wouldn't be bad ... you're going to be gone a week." "Or more. Megan needs us" "Shit!" "Life is full of disappointment and anguish, Bill." "I know, I know. I'll get over it." "Or not." Mina laughed "Or not." "Bye, Bill." "Bye, Mina." "Bye, Laurel ... stay out of trouble." "Damn you, Bill, I was going to say that." Mrs. Fox pouted. "I know ... you're a...
"Yes, Bill. In a long line of bad ideas, winning the lottery using your watch is probably the worst idea you've ever had." Mina frowned, "it puts all the other watches ... and their users ... in jeopardy." "How so?" "Most of the watch users were / are looking for a little comfort and a few bucks to invest, pay taxes on and live under the radar. Wendy the first, and her David, used the newspapers to research stolen or illegal funds, recover part of them and bought stocks they knew...
Haley’s turn: Deena had me pinned. We used to play-wrestle sometimes, and for a while it was an even match, but I stopped growing. Deena’s bigger than me now. And she’s got me pinned. Oh, it’s just in fun, you know. She’s laughing. I’m laughing. “I know what’s wrong with you,” I squealed in protest. “Okay, smart girl,” she returned. “Tell me.” “You wanna be me. You’re fourteen, you’re obsessed with sex, and you’re horny!” “Am not!” she protested. She was straddling me, had my wrists...
Haley’s turn: We went inside, put the stack of bills on Dad’s ‘business’ desk, and scooted together on the sofa to open the envelope we thought to hold a discovery of our genetic code. We expected that I’m the outsider and Deena and Bill are related – father and daughter, you know... That makes sense. It’s the universe as we understand it. Apparently our knowledge of the universe was the same as the Catholic Church’s understanding of the universe when they faced Galileo. We’re holding...
This story was told to me by a guy I used to exchange emails with many years ago:Garry and Bill were best friends. They had known each other since elementary school. They were in grade twelve together at Central High. Bill had always wanted to see Garry’s cock. He was very curious about it. Central High had no sports teams and no locker room or showers. Thus, they never got to see each other naked.Bill had been dating Garry's sister Gail for about six months. Not only was Gail a real cutie with...
VoyeurTo say Mina was upset was like saying the Statue of Liberty is only green. I mean she is green, but she's a Whole lot more than that. And then the governors office called ... shouted ... cussed ... yelled ... hollered ... made loud vociferous comments ... vouchsafed expletives of an unkind and libelous nature concerning her antecedents ... and a whole bunch more. "I taped it," Mina said. "You what?" shouted the phone. Well, not the phone, per say ... but the person on the other...
I suppose I shouldn't mention that's it's two months since Bill got laid. Now, I realize that most women can get it nearly anytime they want it ... but, just the same ... it has been Bill and nothing but Bill for almost a year and it's kinda hard to go from..."Jesus, Bill ... STOP ... STOP ... NO MORE. Please ... Go fuck someone else!" ... to "You're through? When did you start?" The girls kept their pussy home ... even Laurel and Megan. Carl did get a little every once in a while...
Haley’s turn: Almost out in the country. Well, actually, it still IS out in the country, except the city’s expanding, growing towards it. Our land. Not actually OUR land, but 3Sigma’s land, and since my Bill and Carlita and Brindy’s Dave ARE 3Sigma in southwest Louisiana, it just as well be OUR land. Two hundred acres. A four thousand (actually 3800)foot airstrip, turf, and enough land on the east side for several home sites. It’s Friday afternoon. Me and Deena and Brindy and Carlita are...