Brians new smart phone pays off
- 3 years ago
- 41
- 0
They had been on the road for weeks. He had shown her Meteor Crater, Dinosaur National Monument, Mesa Verde, and more. He taught her Spanish. She taught him French. Well tried to teach him. He showed her geology, archeology, astronomy. She sang and danced for him. They had slept in the same bed, just slept. But she had worn down his resolve. They held hands when hiking. She had laughed and giggled again as he chased her, she always let him catch her. She had skinny-dipped in cold water as he watched, daring not enter or else lose self-control. She had seductively walked up to him, naked, her beauty making him groan and desire her. Her hips swaying with each step, thighs gapping to show little drips of water falling from her fur. She had placed his hand on her chest, above her firm, ripe breasts, making him blush and half-heartedly scold her for not wearing her bikini.
They had lain in bed together, he awaking to them spooning. He had wiped her tears as she grieved and held her, her young body against his, no longer a little child, which he was painfully aware of.
He remembered their first morning waking up together in his old campervan. Her face was right next to his. Her eyes bright now, sparkling. Their arms around each other. He moved a lock of hair off her face.
“Morning, sweetheart!” he whispered.
In the early light, she looked so much like one of his previous lovers, some only a handful of years older. He just stared at her youthful beauty, forgetting for the moment that she was his niece and ONLY FIFTEEN!
“You must be happy to see me,” as she wiggled her hips against him.
He realized he had a morning woody that was poking against her. He pulled back, blushing and apologizing, now awake. She giggled just as her stomach growled.
“Well, MY DARLING,” she kidded him, “aren’t you going to feed me?”
He used that as his escape from their nest and tried to ignore her saccharine term.
In the intimateness of his little campervan, he quickly discovered this was a little too cozy for him and his newfound ward. Particularly when she decided to change clothes while he was still putting away the pots and pans. His eyes wandering over her bare bottom as her panties fell away. She giggled as he quickly diverted his attention. There was just no privacy here. Fine for lovers, not so fine for the two of them.
As soon as she discovered that the bathroom and showers were always a hike to the camp restroom and cold water, she made up her mind.
As she guided him with the map on her phone, he eventually found himself standing surrounded in a lot full of new RVs and campers. While he talked to the sales clerk, discussing deals and features, she darted from one to another, ignoring them.
“This one!” she called out.
Her mind made up with no say from him. He groaned at the price tag, even though they had vastly more than enough to pay in cash.
Even as the dealer was prepping the new vehicle and showing Brian all the details, she spotted a cute little jeep.
“This too!”
Their heads turned.
Their travels began.
They crisscrossed the country visiting each spot where he had bought her something in the past. They pulled into parks, as admirers watched their high-end RV. She would hop out, smiling and happy, though rarely helping much as Brian set up their camp. They would stay for a day, a week, sometimes even a month. No pattern or direction. No plan.
At night, they still slept together, she ignoring that there was a foldout bed available and refusing for him to use it either. She loved waking with him lying beside her, even as he studiously avoided getting too intimate by always placing a pillow between them, while she constantly tried the opposite.
Her sixteenth birthday came and went. A rainy day, where the two sat playing a card game, as he quizzed her on math or science, though her “sweet sixteen” kiss became a little more of a heated exchange, particularly since her braces were gone.
He used a small bottle of champagne to lure her away from his lips and free himself from her too intimate embrace. The celebration was short and quiet, as she fell into a somber mood, missing her parents and the party they would likely have thrown her.
So he held her through the night, no pillow between them this time. He realized she just needed to be close to him.
More days and nights followed as they made their way through Colorado and down into New Mexico.
He told her the history of gold miners and boomtowns that went bust, now ghost towns with empty saloons and abandoned houses of ill repute. She wiggled her bottom, covered in thin shorts, puffy butt cheeks showing, asking if mister wanted a bath, a cigar and a good time. He had to piggy-backed her back to camp when she had fallen and twisted her ankle, possibly on purpose.
They visited museums where he made her read each plaque aloud as her school lesson. She did so, sprinkling French and Spanish into her pronouncements, just to play with him. They had tea in Santa Fe, New Mexico and found an old writer who talked about D.H. Lawrence and his ranch in Taos. Keily loved the artistic atmosphere of Santa Fe and they stayed for several months, meeting many strange and unusual folks. And that woman.
Brian had just walked out of a local grocery store, arms loaded with groceries, when this young woman rushed by crashing into him, spilling both their items all over the ground. She apologized profusely, but they had a difficult time sorting which grocery item belonged to who. She ended up inviting him to the diner she owned.
“Come around eight. It gets quieter then and I will fix you something special.”
As he stood talking to her, Keily sauntered up, “Oh, good, here’s my niece, Keily! Keily, this is Victoria.”
“Hello, Keily. Brian was just telling me about you.”
Keily was taken a bit off guard. This Victoria was slim and tall, dark hair and dark eyes. She looked in her mid-twenties, young, but much older than Keily. She didn’t like it.
“Kei, Victoria has invited, us, to her restaurant for a Spanish style dinner tonight? Doesn’t that sound great?”
“Ah, yeah, I, ah, guess. I kinda not sure I like Spanish food...”
Brian’s eyes widened, Keily liked everything, and the spicier the better. Then his eyes narrowed, he knew the problem.
“Victoria, we’ll be there at eight. I’m sure Keily will find things she likes.”
“See you then! Nice meeting you Keily.”
“Yeah, sure, nice,” she glared at her uncle.
They picked up their bags and headed for their jeep.
“You’re jealous, Kei.”
“Am not. You can meet whoever you want. Do whatever you want. I’m just a kid.”
“Ok, Kei. I get the point. You can stop now. It’s just a dinner, the three of us.”
“And then the moonlight walk, the nightcap, the bedroom, the wedding bells...”
“Kei! You are just being silly! But girl, you better behave, or I’ll...”
“You’ll what, buster?”
“I’ll kiss you!”
He proceeded to wrap his arms around her and planted a big wet kiss all over her mouth.
She sat in shock. They had kissed, but never in public and never a full, deep, rather slobbery, kiss on the mouth.
“Kei, you are NOT going to wear that! I’m supposed to be your guardian, not your ... PIMP!”
Keily had put on her shortest hip-hugger skirt and a crop top tee, her long bare legs and bare midriff exposed from just below her breasts to just above her now shaved delta. Her makeup with dark eyes and ruby red lips and hair tied into two little ponytails making her look even younger.
“But DADDY! I LIKE this outfit!” she strutted around in her bare feet, wiggling her bottom at him.
“Jeez, Keily, you are going to get me arrested for delinquency of a minor!”
Keily huffed, disappeared, returning a few minutes later in low-rise jeans replacing her mini skirt. Her hair down and red lipstick mostly removed. She still had her crop top showing her flat flawless tummy. Brian sighed. She still looked incredibly cute and sexy, but took her hand and hauled her away.
“Hi Victoria, sorry for being a bit late.” He looked sternly at Keily.
“Oh no problem, really just fine.”
She led them through the restaurant, a few customers still eating, to a table for three near the kitchen.
One of the regulars came up and greeted Victoria with a kiss on the cheek. He looked about 70, with rich, dark tanned skin, salt and pepper hair and beard. Very Spanish. Very macho.
“Redondo, this is my new friend, Brian and his niece, Keily.”
Redondo shook Brian’s hand and then took Keily’s and kissed the back of her hand.
“Ah, good! Victoria needs new friends! She lives in this wonderful restaurante, I believe, never leaving! And good to meet you young Keily! You better watch out, she will have you working for her and teaching you all her wonderful cooking skills!”
Keily blushed while Victoria showed them to their seats. Redondo bowed with a flourish and left.
“I will be right back. Need to check to see how the meal is coming along.”
Keily went back to her moodiness and pouted as Brian stared with a smirk.
She whispered, “You want me to leave?” she upturned her face away from him.
He rolled his eyes, “Kei, you are always mine. Silly girl. But please be nice.”
The meal turned out to be a dozen dishes of everything imaginable; Paella, Patatas bravas, Gazpacho soup, Fideuà seafood, thin-sliced Jamón, and more. Once Victoria learned that Keily knew at least some Spanish, the two talked together, then upon discovering Keily’s French, they switched, leaving Brian’s minimal French behind. He just sat eating and watching the two girls smile and laugh, catching words in French, Spanish and English occasionally, some rather risqué.
The two talked in whispers and giggles, staying in their reasonably private language as poor Brian sat finished with dinner. They just nibbled at theirs. It was quite obvious that the two girls hit it off quite well, too well for Brian. He finished his wine, whereas Victoria, not missing a beat, refilled his glass. Yet again. So he tried to interject himself, in English, remarking about this or that item in their meal or about her restaurant. They just poo-poo’ed him off and went back to their intimate conversation, now strictly in French. He was just about to announce that he was going to leave, when Victoria turned to him, her eyes brightly flashing, suggested it was time for something sweet.
When Victoria got up to get dessert, Keily leaned over to Brian, “Give me the keys. I’m leaving you two, call me in the morning if you need me to come to pick you up!”
Brian total dazed, handed over the keys to the jeep without even processing what she had just said. As Keily smiled and left, he realized that the two girls had been discussing him, apparently rather in-depth.
“Oh, did Keily have to leave?” Victoria asked, innocently, “She will miss dessert.”
Brian, now wondered if he were the dessert, “I think she wasn’t feeling well or something. But I guess she may have stranded me here, taking our jeep.”
“Oh, no problem. I can take you home.”
Brian wondered if that meant his home or hers. Victoria brought out a bottle of sweet wine along with Leche fritas and Churros.
“These are simple, but I think you will like them.”
They had already finished a couple of bottles of wine with the meal, so he could only sip the sweet wine. All of the customers and most of the workers were gone leaving just the two of them sitting together in the quiet of the restaurant. She asked him about his travels, she describing some of her trips, particularly to Spain.
“You must take Keily to Madrid and Barcelona! Have you been to Europe?”
He said that he had once, but it was years ago. She seemed interested in his wandering lifestyle, telling him that she had done quite a bit back while in college. But, she had settled in Santa Fe after a breakup and had basically inherited the restaurant from relatives she lived with. They were retired and let her run the place for them. Brian watched her face, now so animated, eyes bright and happy. He helped her clear the table and clean up as they talked. They drank more wine and laughed at funny situations they had gotten into in each of their various travels; her with falling asleep on a train in Spain and waking up in Belgium, not knowing where she was. He told about being stuck in the Florida Keys during a hurricane. Everyone sat at this bar getting drunk, wind and rain all around them.
He stood up, teetered and she caught him, “Ah, Victoria, I think I need to cut off the wine now.”
They both laughed. She offered, “Maybe some coffee would be in order. I know this little place...”
He looked at her as she smiled, her eyes twinkling as they held onto each other.
He whispered, “Would this place be...”
“ ... my home,” she finished for him.
They kissed.
Her place just happened to be a little apartment above the restaurant. Arms around each other, they climbed the steps, stumbling in as she unlocked it. She put a pot of coffee on as he looked around at her paintings and photographs.
“These all yours?”
“Yes,” she called out from the kitchen.
“You are very good! I am impressed!”
She laughed, “Well, thank you, even if I don’t quite think so. You want anything with your coffee?”
He had come up behind her as she turned around.
“Besides you?” he whispered, his hands going to her hips and his lips going to hers.
The coffee forgotten, she led him to her bedroom, shedding clothes and giving kisses as they went.
On the bed, he whispered, “It’s been a while.”
“Me too.” She kissed into him, rolling on top of him and tugging at his boxers.
“Victoria, I usually don’t do this...”
“Yes, you do. It’s ok.” She kissed him and pulled his boxers off.
He felt breasts, full round pillows of softness, even as he realized that this was a setup. Keily must have said more than he realized. He also realized she must have found his journal ... the journal where he had described some of the girls he had met, their phone numbers and addresses when they offered.
“Victoria, I ah, what did Keily say...”
She hushed him with a kiss and slid down his body. Her mouth found his manhood, stiffly erect. He groaned as she proved her abilities went well beyond cooking, painting, and photography. As he got close, he urged her to come up to him. He needed to cool before it was too late.
Their kisses were passionate and deep. Tongues licked and played. She moaned into his mouth as they touched and rubbed fingertips and toes across body and leg. He felt her rock her pelvis on top of him, positioning her hips and her legs, spreading to either side of his. She sat up and he felt himself slide through her valley. Warmth and moistness mixed with his pre-cum. She laced her fingers with his and pushed his arms over his head as he slid inside of her. Her mouth opened and she moaned quietly.
Her hips began their cowgirl dance. Her breasts rocked before his eyes. Her hair swished back and forth to her increasing motion. He held his breath, fighting to keep from coming too soon. He wanted her to come first. She panted with each thrust of her hips. Suddenly, she let go of his arms, leaned back, gripping her calves as she humped him. He grabbed her waist holding her and touching her belly then her breasts, kneading them. She leaned forward onto him again. She kissed him and he rolled her. He was on top, between her legs, thrusting into her ever faster.
They stared into each other’s eyes, searching for their souls. He could feel her body responding to his motion, matching his moves, her hands pressing on him to quicken the pace. Holding himself up above her with one hand, the other went over her breasts then down to her mound, massaging it in sync with his thrusts. Her eyes widened and she sucked in a breath, body stiffening.
“OH FUCK! AHHH! Brian!” her orgasm explodes over her, rippling her body, twitching her muscles.
One look at her face now in ecstasy and he follows, his balls bursting, dumping his sperm into her, spurt after spurt. His brain burning with sex. His hyper-sensitized prick forcing him to stop moving as she continued to shake. She pulled him down onto her, hugging him close to her with him still inside.
“Victoria! You are beautiful!” he whispered as he recovered.
She smiled, eyes closing.
They sleep.
Early in the morning, she jumps up, “Oh! I’ve overslept! The restaurant! Breakfast!”
She throws on clothes, races downstairs. The restaurant is full of early morning diners, already being served. Her crew smile and welcome her with a laugh. Her hair still a mess.
Keily is sitting at one of the tables, having coffee and eating pancakes.
Victoria sees her, “Keily!”
“Good Morning ... you TWO!”
Brian has shown up behind her, sheepishly glaring at his naughty niece.
They met once more, only to say bye as he and Keily pulled up stakes and headed north towards Canada.
In Canada, Keily forced him to try skiing. He never left the bunny hill. He watched her youthful body in her newly purchased and rather tight-fitting fashion ski suit, carrying her new skis, heading to the lift. It was nearly half an hour before he spotted her coming down the slope with obviously prior experience that he could only envy. He also spotted two young males closing in on her as she reached the bottom. He hurried over as best as he could, clumsily making his way across the ice and snow. By the time he reached her, the two young men were well engaged in conversation with her.
As he came up, making himself more imposing by coming downslope to them, “Keily, we need to go now.”
She smiled, “Daddy! Meet, James and Lucas.”
He huffed at being called daddy, “Hello boys, did she mention she was 16?”
The two twenty-plus-year-olds smirked as Brian took hold of Keily’s arm to lead her away.
As the two young men watched her walk away, wiggling her bottom, she stopped Brian and purposefully planted a rather unfatherly kiss. The back of her pink suit lettered in “Daddy’s Girl”.
“Kei, quit that!” but he didn’t stop her from hanging onto him as they made their way back.
“ ... and I am not your father...” he regretted saying that immediately. Her father was dead. He was responsible for her. He was her father now.
She looked up at him. Her eyes tearing.
Hugging her, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean that. I...”
“Brian, I know you are not my father. I don’t want you to be. I love you!”
SHIT!
“Kei, I love you too, but I don’t think you mean parent/child, do you?”
Mischief came back to her eyes, “Uncle Daddy needs to take me to our room.”
“Room?”
She pulled him towards the lodge entrance and the front desk.
“Welcome to the Fairmont Chateau Whistler. May I help you?”
Keily spoke up as Brian was still absorbing the grand lobby around him.
She responded, her voice now postured and elegant, “Yes, I think you have reservations for Krantch?”
“Ah, yes, Miss. Krantch, the Fairmont welcomes you to the Gold Penthouse Suite. I think you will find everything to you and your...” the young woman looked over at Brian.
“My father,” Keily pulled Brian over by the arm, “He’s so sweet to take me skiing for my seventeenth birthday, even though he doesn’t ski.”
“Oh, happy birthday, and I am sure Mr. Krantch will find plenty of things to do here at our lodge.”
Keily poked Brian to hand over his credit card and their passports as the clerk signaled the concierge and porter.
She whispered, “Don’t worry, it’s two-bedroom.”
In their suite, nearly the size of a small house, she bounced around, looking at all the furnishings and the spectacular view outside. Even though their RV was quite nice, it did not compare.
“A REAL Jacuzzi tub!” she squealed.
Before he could even settle, he turned to see her shedding her ski suit, with only a thong remaining, her bare butt cheeks swishing as she cavorted into one of the huge bathrooms.
“By the way, young lady, isn’t your birthday still two months away?” he knew the answer.
“What, my love? You are taking me to dinner for my birthday? That’s SO SWEET! You better make reservations ... I want Fondue!”
He had to keep her close that evening, her silver/green sequined mini dress kept showing off more than any sixteen year old should show. By the time they returned to their suite, he was exhausted even as she was still bouncing.
“Be a darling and help me out of this thing!”
He sighed, and unbuttoned her, trying to avoid the slightest touch of her bare skin. She leaned her head back next to his. Her perfumed neck and hair intoxicating as much as the wine he (and she) had. He backed away, remembering those nights in NYC. She was thirteen then, just a kid. Now, nearly seventeen, she was incredibly alluring.
She stepped out of the dress, her black thong and her necklace the only thing still on her as he watched her disappear into her bedroom. He sat down on the couch by a fireplace, one of three in their suite. He sighed, knowing his world was no longer his own. His life revolved around her now. Just as he was about to get up, she waltzed out. She was wearing, not her usual long flannel winter pajamas, but a slinky nighty. He had no idea when she had bought any of these items. It was obvious she could still have mystery even though the two had been living figuratively (and sometimes literally) on top of each other in their RV for over a year now.
In New York for a sales trip always can be a lot of fun. The hustle and Bustle definitely gets the adrenaline flowing, and besides there are so many hot guys, you can hardly keep your focus. I arrived at the Hotel to drop my bag and get out to make some calls. My surprise when I run into Brian, one of the project managers from the factory. Brian is the hottest guy in the company, 6'-1" thin build but not too skinny, and therefore having a great round butt. Dirty blond hair, and a dimple on the...
GayContinued from Brian's Song I just smiled as his dick slipped out of my mouth. Brian then reached down for mine, “I guess it is your turn” is the last thing he said as I lied down and Brian took my mouthful with a crooked smile. I was as hard as a rock and close to bursting. As I sat at the head of the bed Brian positioned himself between my legs and went to work. He took my balls into his mouth and rolled them gently around, playing with them. Then he focused on the sensitive spot between my...
GayContinued from Brian's Song 2 I was so hot watching his perfect back flex with every stroke, until I could not hold back any more and I pushed hard and filled his guts with my juice. After numerous spasms, my dick slipped out and I collapsed on my back on the bed. I saw Brian get up and go to the washroom and come back with a wet towel to clean me up ever so tenderly. We just lied there, curled up together and fell fast asleep. In the morning I was the first to wake up. Brian and I were lying...
Gay"Come on Brian, seriously. What do you want for your birthday?" Rachel pressed. She'd been after him for a hint, some idea of what he wanted or needed. And though his birthday was still several weeks away, there really wasn't anything he could come up with.Brian and Rachel had known one another for several years. Theirs was a "platonic" though very friendly relationship. Rachel was a lesbian married in every sense of the word except "legally" by archaic State laws. Brian was also friendly with...
This story features Ashley and Brian once again, though this time there is less of a focus on their interactions with Ashley’s sister Madison (and Madison’s girlfriend Alyssa). Instead, we see what else Ashley and Brian have gotten themselves into. The stories are definitely connected and take place at the same time, more or less. This story is also told from Ashley’s perspective instead of Brian’s, though the events featured will generally be separate. It is possible that you will encounter...
Finding the Mistress of his dreams(All characters are fictional and any connection to anyone living is coincidental except for my slave Jasmine and myself)Part 1Brian Carter was a very successful businessman, having over the last ten years made several million dollars as a day trader. He was 38, 5’10? 165lb and fit body and lived in a penthouse condo in Miami by himself, as he had not met the woman of his dreams. His fantasies were of being owned by an extreme dominatrix who would control his...
So later that night after the amazing sex we had we went out to get a bite to eat at dinner brian goes I don't know if you be up for it or not but why don't we go to a bathhouse and get a private room I said sure but I never been to a bathhouse heard of them but never been in one and I'm down to experience it so we finish dinner and I google a bathhouse close to our position I go brian theres one not that far from here we can walk there then take a cab back to the hotel brian goes sounds good...
Brian by Baby Swallow Think of your average British male... no not British specifically, male would probably do it, testosterone has a way of distracting which is so all encompassing and i see no reason it wouldn't be universal across the entire genus, but Brian is a male at a very special moment of personal evolution, he has just worked it out. The way it Started Brian is working hard on his project, it's nice work and he does it well. He is moderately successful, his work...
Chapter 06: The Adventure Begins Brian sat on the couch being tossed around by the storm outside. All he could do was drift with the rolling waves and hope that they survived the night and would be rescued the next day. The waves hit the sides of the boat and caused the wet party to bounce around the insides like the victims of a vehicle rollover. ‘I think I am going to be sick,’ Roger exclaimed and headed for the tiny bathroom. He shut the door and the sounds of his retching and throwing up...
For the intervening week before the next meeting, Michelle was very excited. She was an exhibitionist at heart, and after picking ‘Lapdance’ as their activity she fully expected to be giving one to Brian, and that thought made her wet and excited. At the meeting, Brian explained the plan. “I’ll pick you up on Wednesday night. We’ll be staying away overnight, and on Wednesday night we shall be going out somewhere very posh and expensive, so you’ll need to dress up. An evening gown sort of...
For the intervening week before the next meeting, Michelle was very excited. She was an exhibitionist at heart, and after picking ‘Lapdance’ as their activity she fully expected to be giving one to Brian, and that thought made her wet and excited. At the meeting, Brian explained the plan.“I’ll pick you up on Wednesday night. We’ll be staying away overnight, and on Wednesday night we shall be going out somewhere very posh and expensive, so you’ll need to dress up. An evening gown sort of dress,...
Thanks for the positive feedback on the first installment. For those who haven’t read it, check here (http://stories.xnxx.com/story/35120/Brian_and_Joseph_pt._1%3A_Beginning_to_Experiment). For those who have and didn’t like it, please leave comments on what you don’t like. I’ll try to fix it. If you don’t like the overall idea, however, I’m not going to be changing that since it’s an experience I had that’s hot, and I also suspect a lot of people out there can relate. Brian was the first...
First MeetingI met Brian when I was at University. I had just turned 19. I was studying accountancy and he was studying arts. We had little in common apart from our social ineptitude which was what brought us together in the first place. He was incredibly good looking but had the most appalling social skills, even worse then mine. I had never been a social person and kept to myself at Uni. I had no friends there and had no time for social activities anyway. I was living in a flat on my own,...
Brian was on his way to my house and he has stoped at the sex shop to get me a new toy and lube. He stopped in said Hi to the girl and got me a supersize dildo/butt plug and a jumbo size bottle of ultra slick lube. he was planning of taping him fucking me with this toy.When Brian got to my house, he knocked on the door and my mom answered. He asked if I was home and mom said no, but he could come in and wait if he wanted to. Brian couldn't help but watch mom in her silky gown, as she walked...
It was an ordinary summer night for Brian and Jospeh. Brian was spending the week at Joseph’s family’s vacation home just outside the city. It was an older house, from the ‘70s or ‘80s, and the basement where they stayed showed that: plush beige carpets and wood paneling were hallmarks. The boys were both thirteen, both going into eighth grade. Both were around 5’8” and slightly nerdy. Both were wirey and tall for their age groups, but Brian was brown-haired with large hazel eyes, bedroom...
King John was not a good man, he had his little ways, and sometimes no one spoke to him for days and days and days. A, A.Milne You’ll remember Brian of course, who can ever forget a good ‘Cause Célèbre’? And I always think of those lines by A.A. Milne whenever anyone mentions Brian, because Brian wasn’t a good man, though he wasn’t all bad, few people are, and he certainly had his little ways, no doubt about that! And being a bit of a loner, sometimes not even his wife spoke to him. The...
My mom and daddy were fighting about her enjoying all the big black dicks she's been doing, so I grabbed some stuff and went to Brian's house to hang out. I told Scotty that I was leaving til shit calmed down. He laughed and said he was headed to work.Once I got to Brian's house, his mom let me in and told me that I could go up to Brian's room if I wanted. I put my stuff down on the counter and went in the refrig to get a glass of iced tea. I had put ice in my glass from the freezer door...
Truth or dare Stephanie asked Allie. Dare Allie replied. Stephanie took another sip of Jack and said "I want you to take Brian's virginity and I get to watch." Allie swallowed her glass of whisky and grabbed both Brian and Steph by the hand and lead them to the bathroom. Brian was a big boy, sixteen years old and six foot six inches tall and about two hundred twenty five pounds and not very smart nor good looking. He was the center on the football team and nobody could get past him. But he was...
Rose was probably the best looking forty year old most guys had ever seen. Around 5’5”, slim with large natural boobs and long brunette hair. She kept her skin and nails immaculate and wore a sensible amount of make-up, unless going out, then full war paint. She was an office manager in charge of lots of men and women so did not lack in self-confidence. During the day she was dressed in perfectly co-ordinated business attire and at night in stunning short, low-cut dresses. But she could...
I was getting ready to close the sex shop for the night, when this guy came in. At first I didn't really pay attention on who it was, until he asked about the different kinds of lube. I looked up and seen that it was Brian's dad, Mr. Peters. I said hi and took him over to the large selection of lubes. He told me, that the local d**gstore, just doesn't have the right kind of lube.He asked which lube Brian and I use. I shown him the bottle that looked like a bullet. I poured a little on his...
It felt wonderful and exciting as the pair of warm, moist, firm, mature lips slid up and down the length of Brian’s teenaged cock. This was Brian’s first real blowjob. One of the young girls his age that he had been lucky enough to be with had put a couple inches of him in her mouth but did not know what to do very well and soon gave up, disappointing him, but here was an experienced woman who was well versed in sucking cock as well as, if not better than any slut he had watched in any of the...
Hi again. I hope you like this story as much as you did "Terri". Like my other stories this one contains homosexual encounters. If that offends you then you shouldn't be here in the first place. With this story as the others I've tried to treat the sexual portions with romance and love. Hope it worked Kristina M. Ward [email protected] BRIAN AND RACHEL by Kristina Ward It wasn't the fact that he kept looking at me that bothered me so much but it was more the way...
Clare was your normal teenage girl. She indulged in clothes and went crazy for all the pop stars and all. And because of this, nobody would have guessed or even believed what had happened to her a few months ago. Though she had a curvaceous body, nobody really fantasized about her as they saw her as prude and wouldn’t be into these things. It all started that Sunday evening. Clare had gone to a class gathering at a restaurant. The day was pretty hot and Clare decided to wear something light and...
EroticBrian and Aunt Em Ch.2 This is the continuation of “Brian and Auntie Em.” I promised this before I went off line and have been requested a few times since I have been back to write it. To bring everyone up to date with this tale of Brain and his Aunt Em. While he was in his final few months of school and after he had turned 18, Brian was visiting his Aunt Em on a regular basis. The reason for this will be divulged as the story proceeds. He walked into the bedroom one day while his Aunt was...
IncestBrian and Auntie Em Ch. 3 Brian eventually moved in with his Auntie Em. They were both fully satisfied with their lifestyle. After about 18 months Auntie Em made an announcement to the rest of the family that she was pregnant. Of course, none of them knew that it was cousin Brian’s baby. She just let them think it was a casual fling she had. The baby girl was born and she looked so much like Brian the secret came out, but only in the family, Brian was thrilled to bits with his little daughter...
IncestPleased with her achievement on Stephanie, the mischievous little lust fairy Arianna had her sights set on a department store manager at the name of Brian, who was in his mid-twenties and had lost hope finding love. Arianna had stolen a pocket pussy from a local sex toy shop and brought it to life with her magic. She sent it out in the middle of the night to sneak into the store.“Go my new pet. Show Brain the time of his life.” Arianna giggled as she flew off into the night.The pocket pussy...
Fantasy & Sci-FiPleased with her achievement on Stephanie, the mischievous little lust fairy Arianna had her sights set on a department store manager at the name of Brian, who was in his mid-twenties and had lost hope finding love. Arianna had stolen a pocket pussy from a local sex toy shop and brought it to life with her magic. She sent it out in the middle of the night to sneak into the store.“Go my new pet. Show Brain the time of his life.” Arianna giggled as she flew off into the night.The pocket pussy...
Fantasy & Sci-FiPleased with her achievement on Stephanie, the mischievous little lust fairy Arianna had her sights set on a department store manager at the name of Brian, who was in his mid-twenties and had lost hope finding love. Arianna had stolen a pocket pussy from a local sex toy shop and brought it to life with her magic. She sent it out in the middle of the night to sneak into the store.“Go my new pet. Show Brain the time of his life.” Arianna giggled as she flew off into the night.The pocket pussy...
I was still in high school having started a year late, so at eighteen I still lived at home with my parents. This was really limiting my lifestyle choices. I longed to be able to dress like the sissy baby I really am, but my very religious family would never allow it. Heck, when Mom caught me wearing one of her bras they sent me to straight-camp for a week to fix me. My friend Brian was lucky. He had graduated early and his parents were so anxious to get him out of the house...
Brian and Aunt Em Ch.2 This is the continuation of “Brian and Auntie Em.” I promised this before I went off line and have been requested a few times since I have been back to write it. To bring everyone up to date with this tale of Brain and his Aunt Em. While he was in his final few months of school and after he had turned 18, Brian was visiting his Aunt Em on a regular basis. The reason for this was that he loved to watch his young cousin Tommy being breastfed by his Mom. He walked into the...
IncestIt had been a pretty good week for the new Brian. And he was ready to take it to another level. So Saturday morning, he washed, cleaned and polished himself, slipped on some shorts and headed downstairs where he could hear his mom in the kitchen. She had been shopping before he got up and was putting away the groceries. “Morning sweetie.” She greeted him. “Hi mom. You look good.” She looked exactly the same as she always did when she went shopping. She was neatly dressed in tight...
The wind made a low moaning sound as it blew through the branches of the poplar trees that surrounded the park. The sky was overcast and grey and looked as dejected as I was feeling that day. It had been only a week earlier that I had been informed by my fiancée that she no longer wanted to marry me. A couple of months prior, she’d been offered a job in California and jumped at the opportunity without even discussing it with me. I didn’t really believe that she was serious about leaving and it...
One day Lois came home from the store,Peter was still at work,Chris and Meg were still at school and Stewie was fast asleep in his bedroom.She called out for Brian I got some of your favorite treats at the store Brian!Come sit on my lap Brian,she petted him and brushed his fur,say Brian how would you like to use that long K9 tongue on my hungry red bush?"Would I Lois",I thought you'd never ask!Lois slid her pants off and tossed her panties on the floor.Ooh I'm getting so wet thinking about your...
Ever get so turned on – get so hard – that you felt like you could fuck for hours on end – cumming and cumming and cumming – with a dick that never went soft – and at the same time wanting to strangle the woman you were fucking? Been there and fortunately didn’t do that or I’d be in prison rather than planning a divorce. Story starts out like a million others. My wife Tammy and I had been married for a little over fourteen years. We were high school sweethearts and yes it is a cliché but I was...
Brian rang me and suggested I come over early in the morning for a game of poker,we both liked cards and liked to gamble. I asked who else was playing and ifwe were playing for money and he said there would be three or four of us andwe would be playing for a prize but would not be drawn on what the prize was. I agreed to be there at 8am and jogged over arriving hot and sweating at exactly8.02. Brian opened the door in his dressing gown and told me I was late ashe invited me in and told me to...
"Hello, this is Brian in IT. How can I help you?" I asked after picking up the ringing phone. It was only nine in the morning, who had already messed up their computer? "Hello, Brian," "said lovely voice I immediately recognized. "Hello Mrs. Miller. What can I do for you today?" Oh man what was it now? This was the fourth time this week she had called with something wrong with her computer. Not that I really minded all that much that I would have to go to her cubicle to fix her...
[Friday] [Brian] Friday was, well, Friday. Dad told me over breakfast that he probably wouldn't be available for a while. It's not something that you ask about, either before or after; you just keep on with your life and hope he rejoins you. Lisa caught my eye in the hall between English and History and gave me a brilliant smile. Damn, this might be a complication. I had to piss and the boy's restroom really emphasized the differences with my old school. The mirror over the sinks was...
[Monday] [Brian] School felt different, somehow. I'd tracked down Ella's family and had a long conversation with her mom. Ella had been their youngest and the last one at home, so when she'd been killed they wanted nothing more than to leave that place and never look back. They'd finally gotten over blaming me, so her mom and I cried a bit over the phone. We made the usual insincere noises about keeping in touch, but it felt as if I'd closed the book on a chapter of my life. Now I was...
Brian and Aunt Em Ch. 4 After six months, and many requests I have decided to continue with Brian’s story and his relationships in the family. I left off when Brian and his cousin, Rachael decided to come together and have a baby. This story now continues about 19 years later. Brian is now 39 years old, and still as horny as hell. He now has two children by his Aunt, a girl Sylvia 18, and a boy Garth 17. Rachael had three children to him, two girls Marie 16 and Gloria 15, and another boy...
IncestWe arrived back in Nashville and met with the police. They had no leads. Beth asked what she should do about declaring Todd dead or for some guidance. The police suggested that she get a lawyer. She called the education association and received a recommendation. She called and made an appointment and asked me to go with her. We met with Michael Ponder, a youngish man of about thirty. He said, "I've read about these two cases. I know you two are personally involved but, legally, they are...
[Tuesday] [Janet] As we were driving to my parent's place that morning I remarked, "Don't let me forget to get a clean sports bra for Gym class." "How'd that go yesterday?" "Pretty well. Nobody gave me trouble about wearing a sports bra after Mrs. Mullins stuck a pair of fake boobs on one of the guys and had him run around the gym." "How about showering with the boys?" "Coach Romero lets girls in The Program leave early if they want." Brian gave me a smile. "It's okay if...
I sat down on my couch. And saw some episodes from how I met your mother. Think about 4:30 I heard him snore so I was pretty sure he was asleep. I was still a bit horny. And could not sleep. Thought about going down and wash my dirty pantyhose and panties. And decided to go down in the laundry room fully dressed. The thought alone made me so horny again. What if someone came down there and watched me wash my pantyhose and panties. MMMMmmm Catch me playing with my sissy cock… But it’s still way...
[Friday] [Brian] Janet and I put some clothing in extra gym bags. I wanted to perform a grand re-clothing ceremony to mark the end of our time in Purgatory. We'd have to wait until the official end of school but I thought it'd be worth it. [Janet] The rumors were still swirling around about what had happened Thursday. The consensus was that something happened to Mark Lewis but nobody knew what or how bad. Just before classes started there was an announcement over the PA speakers about...
[Epilogue] [Janet] Louise Sanchez, the other work-study kids and I got pulled into the cops' investigation about Sullivan, Mark Lewis and all the rest. We had to make some detailed statements and couple of us wound up testifying in front of a grand jury. Sullivan and his bunch got indicted on a flock of charges, and those indictments were enough for the school board to fire them. Mark Lewis' bunch blamed everything on Mark. They were all under eighteen and wound up getting probation and...
Brian and Aunt Em – children As the years went on, the other children were growing up. Marie was 19, Garth was 20, Gloria was 18 and Brian Jnr. Was 17. Brian had already seduced Sylvia and they had 2girls, Marie 16, Gloria 15, and a boy Brian Jnr. 14. Then Garth (Brian’s son by Em) got into the action with Marie, his stepsister (the elder daughter of Brian and Rachael). Marie fell pregnant. Garth wasn’t going to let the grass grow under his feet. He had set his eyes on his Mother. Garth knew...
IncestI suddenly woke up. What happened. The last thing I remember is that I smoked. Not much more after that. I went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. And threw me back to bed. And would catch some more sleep. Because it was around 12:30 at night. But then as I laid there I heard this grunt, and noise from Charlie's room. Those walls were thin. I could almost hear what he was saying. I was being very quiet. And opened my window very slowly and gently. Then I heard him clearly as his window was...
One of the first families or friends of the vanished that we met were the parents of Laura White. Laura had vanished from her apartment. Her parents, Joe and Rhonda White, had called when she missed church. They had a key but had to get help because the chain on her door was still in place. She was simply gone. Missus White said, "Laura was a good girl. She taught math and coached volleyball at a local high school. She didn't date much but had many friends. No one knows where she could...
So, Tuesday, Lyssa comes home and comes to my bedroom where I'm laying in bed naked waiting for her. "Oh, I see your ready. I'll be right with you," and she's back in a minute dressed as I am, undressed. "Just stand there, Lys, I just want to look at you. You really are beautiful." She raises a leg up and puts a foot on the bed exposing her most intimate beauty to me. "See anything you like, big brother?" My sister is no longer shy about her body as she lays down and spreads her...
My first time happened when I was 16 with Tyler Davis. I’d known Tyler ever since we were kids. Back then, we were best friends, but around middle school we kind of grew apart. Or Tyler grew apart from me and started hanging out with the kids who skipped class, smoked and sold weed, vandalized property, and were just all around asses. That didn’t stop me from liking Tyler though. No matter how much he tried to fit in with those deadbeats, I could always see a piece of good left in him. It was a...
Gay MaleWhen I turned 18, I had just moved into a neighbourhood where there only were one-roomed apartments, with a tiny backyard. Most of them had a fence around them but mine did not have anything. So many would walk in a part of my backyard to get to the washing room. There were maybe 20 apartments spread around. And only my apartment was over the laundry room. I had just started at a school for young teens who do not know what they want to do with their lives. Monday to Thursday when school was...
It wasn't two minutes before there was a knock on the door. Of course, it was Amos and Nat. I invited them in. Nat gave me a hug. He whispered, "You look great!" Amos was in front of Beth. "Elizabeth, you look fantastic! Every guy who sees you will be jealous that you're with me." They walked us to Nat's SUV and the guys opened the doors for us. I decided that, while I didn't need it, I liked chivalry. Nat drove us to a park a short way out of town. The guys brought a cooler of...
The next afternoon, Lyssa knocks on my door and asks, "Need any help with anything this afternoon? Any muscles that need relaxing?" "Oh, you're cute. Well, maybe we could help relax each other and get rid of the day's stresses." I get up from my bed and start unbuttoning my sister's blouse as she pulls up my tee. Then she reaches behind and her bra falls off her arms to the floor. "Mmm, those beautiful breasts, again. God, they're perfect, so pretty. I love your nipples," and I...
The next afternoon, Becca comes to the door wearing a tee and shorts. This horny guy doesn't miss the fact that she's not wearing a bra. "Hi, Becs, you look beautiful." "Mmm, thanks, come in and make yourself naked. I am," and she peels off the tee and pulls down her shorts standing in front of me with her hands on her hips as if daring me. As if I needed daring. "I just thought we'd be together today in the altogether." "What a nice idea. It makes kissing and hugging you much...
The big black Suburban owned the night. Halogen headlights carved a path through the moonless darkness. The big block motor, cruising at eighty, effortlessly ate up the West Texas miles, Eastward bound. Soft leather seats, cool jazz, dim lights and cool AC soothed body and mind. Drinking gas like a hole in the tank, with "fleece" payments higher than our mortgage, the SUV bored a hole through the night. Damn, but I loved that thing! I was driving, sharing the front seat with my wife Joan,...
[Wednesday] [Brian] We figured it would be easier to leave the robes in my car instead of taking them off in front of the school. Fuck taking our clothes off in front of a pack of Yahoos. Janet and I both asked for relief in Miz Foster's class, just to get under her skin. I picked April, a bubbly cheerleader type who gave me a hand job. She'd obviously done that kind of thing before. I wasn't very erect but Janet said, "Here, let me get him started," and took me in her mouth. After...
[Thursday] [Janet] I had Roger and Mike wash me and Mike got me off by eating me out but I was still feeling a little edgy, like I wanted Brian's dick in my pussy. I blinked and realized I had the perfect opportunity to investigate something that had probably been a topic for discussion since the first two guys compared dick sizes. I looked around and spotted Arthur, a short kid who I'd heard denigrated in the locker room for his small dick and Greg who was known for a large one. I...
It was the first time I had gone out to have a little fun since my husband had left for Iraq. His National Guard unit had been called to active duty and before we had time to take a deep breath he was gone. He had been gone almost three months and I was bored to death. All I ever did now was go to work and go home and watch TV and write letters to my husband. I was a little upset that I wrote to him every night and I got a letter from him only once a week, if that. I knew that conditions were...
It had been a while since I’d seen you but you’ve been on my mind a lot; likely far more than you should be. I reached out to you again through email and sent you a story that I wrote for you. We started chatting and soon enough we both arranged a “sick” day where you would come visit me so we could get to know one another all over again. You arrive at my house just before 9am, knowing that the kids will have gone to school and Natalie would be at work. Your nerves are on edge, a combination...