Oh fucking hell it s Brendan yet again
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Note : This story is completely fictional!
Mothering Sunday part two by Tony Smith
Over the breakfast table Brendan could not help but notice both of his sisters
were more giggly than usual and whispering a great deal more than was good for
them.
“What is the matter with you two?” asked their mother, and the siblings
immediately stopped making any sounds; and just clammed up. Rachael was the
eldest by thirty minutes at just eighteen years old. Mandy was the more popular
one of the two sisters, at least with the local boys. Due in no small part to
her large breasts added to a very pretty face. Those attributes were part of a
winning combination; the other part being that she would suck you off for
cigarettes for five minutes, or until the boy ejaculated. Whichever came the
sooner. It was fair to say that She had a fairly large following of young blokes,
horny as hell, and having just rifled through their mother’s handbags, or their
father’s jacket pockets; were in possession of the all important currency…….fags.
“Ask him, go on ask him…” said Rachael and as if to impress upon her sister she
meant business she drove her elbow hard into Mandy’s ribcage. Who let out a yelp
before turning to face her brother:
“Is it true then, you know, is it true what they are all saying?”
“Is what true?” said the youngster genuinely puzzled by this question; having no
clue to what she was referring.
“Is it true about the size of your cock, brother dearest?” Brendan felt his face
flush bright red and he became uncomfortably hot and just plain old
uncomfortable. He wanted to get out of there but he didn’t want to upset his
mother; so he stayed in his chair.
“Is it then, is it really that big, can I see it, er I mean can we see it?” both
girls fixed their eyes firmly on him for any sign of whether they could see the
legendary penis or not.
“Come on Brendan you will be late for college love, get a move on” interjected
Mrs Lee. Without saying a word to either sister he somehow managed to suggest
they all meet in the back room using only his eyes and with a bit of finger
pointing.
“Ok Mum I’ll use the rear bathroom and be gone in fifteen minutes.” And off they
all went towards Brendan’s date with destiny, to get his cock out to show his
sisters. Mrs Lee finished washing up the dishes and breakfast things and sat
back down heavily into a chair and closed her eyes and drifted off to another
world.
The whoops and squeals coming from the back room suggested only one thing,
Brendan’s member was on show again.
“Can I touch it please let me touch it?” said Rachael pleadingly; she didn’t
wait for an answer just reached out and squeezed it in one small hand, then on
realising the monstrous thickness of the penis, wrapped both her small hands
around it.
Then it was Mandy’s turn, both girls were transfixed on their brother’s dick;
with their eyes now as wide as saucers they were overcome with an urge to have
it inside them. If not now then very soon. Mandy could not fight the desire in
her heart and first kissed the purple helmet, once, twice, then as she was about
to kiss it for a third time, she just opened her mouth wide and took as much
down her throat as she could.
“Mmmffff slurp” she worked on that cock; before she was pushed aside by her
older sister. Who also wanted to taste her brother’s penis. Once again his eyes
were closed in a state of bliss. But he had to say something. On opening his
eyes he glanced down and saw his older sister licking up and down the glans
whilst muttering something about got to get it up me. He placed both hands on
her ears and gently coaxed her up from giving her brother fellatio. He said,
“I have got to go please er I’ll be late for college, please stop it. I will
make myself messy.” And with that Brendan retrieved his massive cock from
Rachael’s mouth and turned tail and fled.
Brendan was no good at his lessons the whole day long. His mind was elsewhere,
probably inside his auntie’s knickers, or perhaps to be found in his sister’s
panties. Wherever it was, it was certainly not in college with him. He felt so
sexually aroused that he had to get his cock out behind the bike garages and
spank the monkey. Brendan arrived back home from senior school in the early
afternoon. Everyone was out except for his mother who was in the bath soaking
and drinking Whiskey.
“Mum I’m back” he cried out as he entered the house. He couldn’t help but notice
an eerie glow emanating from the bathroom. A flickering light source was dancing
behind the frosted glass panel at the top of the door. Candles, he thought, his
mother was probably pissed already.
“Is that you cupcake?” she shouted through the door that was only part way
closed.
“Yes mum, I shouted out when I got here, so as I wouldn’t startle you.” and he
went to walk past the Bathroom.
“Come in here dear and do my back” said Mrs Lee and waited for him to enter.
Brendan pushed the door open further to find his mother sat up in the bath. Her
breasts were glistening from the hot water still clinging to them. For some
strange reason she was wearing blood red lipstick.
“I think you better strip off those dusty clothes and get in the bath. It will
better suit you doing my back and tits.” She arched her back as she tried to sit
slightly higher in the water. Swallowing down a mouthful of practically neat
Whiskey she moved a little more to the front near the mixer taps; And Brendan
climbed into the tub and positioned himself behind Mrs Lee’s arse and prepared
to start soaping up her knockers.
As he knelt up in the bath his cock was showing signs of life which had caused
the end of his prick to break the surface of the lukewarm water and jut out of
the soapy liquid.
“You have got a very big prick Brendan” said the tipsy woman now also kneeling ,
who had somehow contrived to hyperextend her arms behind her so she could fondle
his donger; as she caressed the young boy’s genitals from this awkward position,
he was kneading both her breasts whilst soaping them up. Mrs Lee suddenly
realised that with her lad positioned so close behind her. And because of the
length of his penis he could probably effect an entry from behind her and with a
blob or two of soap, or, perhaps any other lubricant within most of the many
containers placed around the bath; he could maybe thrust straight into her cunt.
Mrs Lee turned briefly to face her son whose penis was now sticking right out
from the water, almost reaching his bellybutton; she started to kiss him as
passionately as if this was her last ever kiss and her life depended on it. All
her emotion that was building up inside her now rose up from somewhere down deep
within her very being, and burst forth into the sexual battleground. The bath
being the arena, and to the victor went the spoils of war. Brendan’s cock…..
which was quite a prize for any female tough enough to take it.
“I have got to have your cock now my lover, my son.” Brendan feverishly rubbed
up and down then probed with four fingers his mother’s vagina. Causing the love
juice to saturate her cunt with natural lubrication; so entry would not be a
problem. And then in! Water was thrown out in huge torrents before splashing
onto the floor as the youngster fucked his mother harder and harder.
“More, more give me more, Brendan, I want all of your giant cock.” she yelled as
she gripped him tighter and then tighter still, drawing blood where sharpened
fingernails pierced flesh.
“I’m cumming” he soon cried out. But Mrs Lee gave no response as she had once
again drunk herself into a stupor and had her son not just been fucking her she
would surely have slipped under the water and drowned. She slipped down the
inside of the bath to where she was now asleep lying flat on the bottom of the
cleaning receptacle. Brendan slipped out of her vagina, and the bath, and on
seeing she was safe from drowning as most of the water was now on the floor and
she was lying in just inches, towelled himself off, then left the bathroom and
went to his own room.
He must have fallen asleep because eventually he could feel tugging at his
pyjama bottoms and a hand slipping into them near the crotch and pulling his
penis rather enthusiastically and then there was another hand also grabbing at
the now hardening organ. And as he awoke he was aware of two naked bodies
fighting over his cock rather like two dogs would skirmish over food.
It was his sisters come to make good on their promise that they must have him.
“Let me suck it now you slut!” was the first words uttered between them, since
they had crept into the bedroom. Rachael stared at Mandy
“Well hurry up will you I have got a date in thirty minutes with the
tobacconist’s father behind the launderette.” she replied to her competitor for
Brendan’s affections, but more importantly “His penis”
As one noshed, sucked and slurped at his dick, the other sat astride her
brother’s face ready to receive his tongue which was suddenly thrust up into her
cunt as it darted in and out lubricating and arousing; as merely a starter
before the main course which was to follow.
“Can I have some now you fucking whore?” said the girl cutting off Brendan’s air
supply. It was a blessed relief when she dragged her arse off of his head only
for it to be replaced by another equally stifling arse, the boy took in a huge
gulp of air before he was once again eating pussy with a renewed energy to
further swamp the cunt with wetness for entering her snatch. Mandy was eagerly
sucking away at his penis down the other end. Brendan was not really sure of
satisfying two girls, after all he had not been dipping his wick very long.
Still nothing ventured, nothing gained, he thought.
Managing to manhandle Rachael’s fanny off of his face he now lined the sisters
up with both arses sticking out on the side of the bed.
“Which one of you want’s this big cock up them first?” he asked not really
caring who it would be. As his erect member was clearly closer to Mandy’s cunt
he chose her first. As the physical constraints of only one penis, no matter how
large, and two fannies was always going to be problematic; in as much as one
vagina was always going to be without penetrative sexual congress whilst the
young boy was attending to the other one, the girls had come up with a plan.
Rachael got off the bed and went to her bag. She rummaged around for a few
seconds inside it, then found what she had been looking for and handed it to
Brendan.
“Slip this into me while your doing that, slut.” she said as she placed a huge
rubber penis firmly into Brendan’s left hand, and assumed the position of having
her arse sticking out skywards on the bed. Without further ado he had forced the
polyurethane cock up into his sister’s cunt and began pushing it in and out;
synchronising each thrust of the rubber dick with his own very real penis;
thrusting into his sister. Then when he thought she had been fucked enough he
pulled the rubber cock out of Rachael; just as he pulled out of Mandy. The girls
swapped over positions on the bed and the whole shagfest resumed.
Mrs Lee had started to come round and was startled to be lying in about a cup full of very cold water in the bath. She raised herself up and out of the bath onto the very slippery flooring. Once more she had no recollection of events prior to her waking up, where she was, shivering cold in a practically empty bath.
She didn’t know just what had happened between her and Brendan a little more
than five hours ago. She scrabbled around in the bathroom trying to regain her
senses. After a short while she sat down on the toilet head in hands none the
wiser and had a piss.
“Hello Brendan honey, mind if I come in?” said Janice Wilson on entering his
bedroom. His Aunt had arrived back earlier than intended because of some problem
or other. She sat down on the bed and placed the boy’s right hand on her left
breast. He felt quite tired after his day’s work. But he thought he could
definitely raise a flicker with the right encouragement; from a highly sexed
nymphomaniac such as his mother’s sister, perhaps.
“You like these don’t you” she said as she unclipped her bra and they fell out
under her sweater.
“Here let me take my clothes off and we can pick up where we left off.” and as
swiftly as she could she was lying out on the bed, as naked as the day she was
born.
“We had better lock the door auntie, cos mums in I think.”
“You clever little soldier, you think of everything don’t you.” and she jumped
up and turned the key in the door and back to the bed, where Brendan was now
stripped off and was holding his penis that had already become engorged with
blood extending it in length to nearly it’s full size of about eight or nine
inches. The inches that it grew to was quite something, but the girth of the
thing was truly awesome. Janice could not close both her hands around it. And as
for deep throating it no chance.
“I want you to fuck me up my bum please Brendan.” and she produced a pot of
petroleum jelly to be applied to her sphincter.
“Let me get you hard enough first, come here so I can give you some head.”
Brendan didn’t have to be asked twice and his cock was in yet another female
orifice; getting sucked in the blink of an eye. After pleasuring him for a
little time she took the penis out of her mouth; kissed him hard on his lips,
then turned over after opening the pot alongside her.
“Stick your fingers in the jar and see what you get. Ha ha.” she could see that
the lad needing some coaxing and elaborated:
“Get a nice amount on your fingers and then slowly you have got to push them
into my arsehole; one at a time mind, any more than that you’ll hurt me.” and so
with a slurping sound from the pot he pushed his fingers in then took them out
and began working on his aunt’s anus. He didn’t want to find pooh he thought. So
he was a shade more cautious about how many he could get up there and how far up.
“Ooh that feels hot! Right now ease your cock all the way in.” Brendan stood
behind her and positioned his cockhead at her starfish hole and whump! He was up
her anus and fucking her for all he was worth. When it was all over the
youngster fell asleep in his auntie’s bosom. Both of them sleeping the sleep of
the innocent.
Although how innocent either of them were could be debated. Mrs Lee was crashed
out again slumped in the lounge half full tumbler of Whiskey on it’s side at an
angle leaning against the bottom of the chaises longes where it fell from her
hand. She was naked from the waist down, legs wide open in anticipation of some
cock that never materialised.
The two sisters were being fucked in the park; inside the Park keeper’s hut. The door being forcibly opened by person’s unknown. All four people cramped up against each other squashed against the walls trying to fuck quickly so as not to keep the fifteen or twenty blokes waiting outside for their chance of sloppy seconds, thirds, fourths etc etc.
The end you bastards
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The Indian casino was than I'd first suspected, and oddly shaped, like someone had taken four or five big buildings and just mashed them together somehow. It looked strange from the outside, but inside I had no idea what was going on. I guess casinos are like that though. A person had to walk past all the slot machines and gaming tables before they could find the other stuff, like the restaurant and bars and yeah, a little dance club too. There were a lot of people in there, inside the...
A few weeks had passes since our initial encounter. Shelly and I had exchanged texts on when we might be able to get together again. Finally the chance came on a weekend that her parents, my buddy and his wife, would be out of town for the long weekend. Shelly messaged me the details and told me to be ready. She also said that she needed a favor and had a surprise for me and that I needed to keep an open mind. That made me very curious, but Shelly assured me that I would enjoy it. So finally on...
Wendy was spending more and more time in the office, and “chatting” as she put it with Hellen or as she had now named her “Hels”, Wendy always made sure that I was out in the factory or in meetings and when I did return to the office the door would be locked or I would walk in and just catch them adjusting their clothes and I knew that the “chatting” had been good. That was when Wendy wasn’t taking Hel’s out for lunches or shopping and returning back to home in the late evenings with a broad...
A hour must of passed since I had left the girls on their own I could hear the moans and groans coming from the bedroom and knew that I could not resist in re-joining them , My cock was throbbing and I want to see what Hellen and Wendy had been up too.As I stood in the doorway, Wendy was standing between Hellen’s spread upright legs her long blonde hair sticking to her face and tits and with Hellen moaning every time Wendy moved her body towards her, as I got closer I could see that Wendy had a...
Introduction: Encounter With Wifes Boss and His Wife I had known about Sues office escapades for several months now and still kept it a secret. I had seen Bill and Michelle several times and no one acted strange in any way, although I secretly had a massive desire to have sex with Michelle. We were invited to a cocktail party at Bill and Michelles house, with some of their friends and neighbors. Sue was the only person from the office invited and the party was a semi-formal get together that...
Therese looked at the scene before her. Her father and brother naked, her grandfather’s cock sticking out of his trousers and her grandmother eating her mother’s cunt, both of us naked. Beth with the camera, filming. “God, the slut is only in the door and she’s gone sex mad.” she said referring to me. She went and sat on the arm of her father’s chair putting her arm around him and kissing him on the cheek. My father was now hard again. He pushed my mother out of the way and started to fuck me...
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Some decisions almost guarantee your daughter will end up in porn. For example, if you name your daughter after anything related to geology, such as Diamond, Crystal, Amethyst, or Amber.Porn College GraduateOverly strict parenting is another direct cause of professional cock sucking. However, perhaps the most significant indicator is religion. The more religious the upbringing, the more likely a bitch is to gargle cock for a paycheck.The actual dagger, though, is Catholic school. Between the...
Twitter Porn AccountsIntroduction: Shelly is a teen tart As we walked to the park I made no shame in looking up and down Shellys young body. She had pretty green eyes and a cute young face which was styled like a whore I liked her style I liked young whore looking teen girls. I said to her do you like Billy not really hes a bit of a prick, she replied you been with him two weeks I said yeh she replied Fuck him your with me now I said good she said Lets go to the shop and get some drinks what you two drinking?...
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I went into the shop and got 8 Bacardi breezers and 4 cans of Stella to go on top of the 4 I had already necked down me. I also bought 40 malbourgh lights and gave those 20 between them. I also got some fag papers as I had about £10 bag of weed left super skunk from earlier on. I was feeling pretty good about myself the weather was great and here's me good old Joe got myself a new hot young piece of teen ass into the mix and had a few hundred in my pocket and Shelly and Gina seen this too ,...
Haii friends I am rohit. Age 24. Ee story 2 months back jarigindi. Nenu raju frinds. Nenu oka teacher ni denganu blackmail chesi. Tarwata roju raju ki cheppa. Vadu kuda teacher ni denge chance ivvamannadu.Nenu kudaradu annanu. Vadu chala bratimiladadu. Naku ventane oka alochana vachindi. Raju gadi chelli ni dengalani. Vaditho nee chelli ni denge chance istanante teacher ni oppista ani cheppa. Vadu no annadu tarwata roju vadu malli ide adigadu. Nenu me chelli tho kattila untadi. Nuvvu mee...
I was living in London 27 yrs old drinking and doing drugs and petty crime on a Daily basis . I didn't have a formal address was sleeping on friends hostel floors and friends sofas . I was on benefits and could be regarded as underclass of society one level bellow the working class , my friends also were also all in the same boat , i knew all the local junkies and alkies dealers and pimps i suppose you could describe me as "chav" scum . I was the oldest of our group of no-gooders. We...
Richelle sighed with boredom as her boyfriend, Greg Mac, droned on and on about his latest car. Greg was currently doing an apprenticeship as a mechanic, which suited him just fine; cars had been his passion all his life. Normally Richelle wouldn't be seen dead with a boy from her own school, but he was making good money, and he did have a nice car. They were sitting in the car as they spoke, up at the local "make-out" point. Richelle had suggested going up there. For some reason, she'd...
Chelle had just found herself a new master, even though she had a boyfriend once she met her master Chelle just knew she could not pass up an opportunity to be stretched in every way. Her reality, her lust, her imagination and her sensuality were going to be expanded way beyond what she thought or even dreamed possible. Then there was the actual physical aspect of course underlying all the mental aspects. She would be taken from being an awkward slut to a deft whore who could serve even the...
Hellen had only been working in my office for a few weeks now but I could sense that with our flirting and sexual innuendo’s it would end up going somewhere very soon.Hellen had join my company after us chatting online and being that she was bored of her job she was more than willing to move to a different part of the country and start a new life.Our conversions in work would always end up about the things that we like sex wise and I got more and more aroused about the things that Hellen wanted...
Warning: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between men and women.? If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. ? Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading pleasure or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re- post them at your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright 2011 Feb, All Rights Reserved. ? Shelley enjoys being...
25 year old Danny Jewel has been stuck in an unhappy marriage for a couple years, but one day, when his 18 year old sister-in-law, Hellen Bentley, moves in with him and her sister, things get interesting and they fall in love. Not soon after that, they find themselves in quite a predicament and questions start to rise. Claimer: I own these characters, no one else does. Chapter 1 Danny Knock! Knock! Knock! "Babe, can you please get that?" my wife, Wilda, called from the kitchen. Without...
IncestContinued from ‘The Liquor Store - Hooked’ (part 2).It had been a while since we played with Mike, Michelle’s hung stud. Many different things had been going on. My wife, Michelle had started working with a catering company and our store had started supplying the liquor for special events like weddings. Michelle was constantly traveling between the store and the catering company, improving our business but by the end of the day, she was usually exhausted. On a rare slow night, we decided to...
Wife LoversClaimer: I own these characters, no one else does. Chapter 1 Danny Knock! Knock! Knock! "Babe, can you please get that?" my wife, Wilda, called from the kitchen. Without answering her, I went to the door and opened it, and standing in front of me was my wife's 18 year old sister, Hellen, with a suitcase. She was wearing a crop top that showed off her smooth belly and her navel piercing, and junior hybrid dream high-rise shorts which showed off the top of her thighs. Surprisingly, almost...
IncestWarning: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between men and women.? If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. ? Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading pleasure or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re- post them at your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright March 2011, All Rights Reserved. ? Jenny describes...
Rachelle was horrified as she thought of how she had cum over and over again with a strangers (mine) cock in her married pussy, mouth and devouring and using her body. She was ashamed and guilty, how could a married preachers daughters do this! How could she fuck me and enjoy it so, when she knew it was so wrong and why did she slut herself so. It made her feel worse she had been fucking in her sisters house. But, Rachelle, also could not but get her sore pussy wet and her nipples would harden...
I. Lilian entered the dark basement. She didn’t want to, but knew that she had to. Mrs. Antonia had ordered her to go, and everyone knew what happened to those who didn’t do as the teacher told. The stairs into the basement was made of a creaky old wood which moaned as if in pain every time Lily stepped on them. Dust covered these wooden planks, and cobwebs lined the downward sloping ceiling. Lily swallowed her agitation, and descended. At the bottom of the steps, she turned on the electric...
Continued from ‘The Liquor Store – Hooked’ (part 2). It had been a while since we played with Mike, Michelle’s hung stud. Many different things had been going on. My wife, Michelle had started working with a catering company and our store had started supplying the liquor for special events like weddings. Michelle was constantly traveling between the store and the catering company, improving our business but by the end of the day, she was usually exhausted. On a rare slow night, we decided to...
I was on all fours in Shelley's living room, my legs spread wide, head up, waiting in anticipation. I gasped as I felt the cold lubricant sprayed on my bumhole. "Let me just get you ready, sweetie" said Shelley, rubbing her wet fingers up and down over my twitching tight opening to my tightening ball sac. My cock, which had been relaxing, now twitched and stiffened as Shelly's fingers and palm lightly brushed along the length of it and back to my slit. I felt more lube run down the crack of my...