Kandy
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‘God Robbie, where did you learn to eat pussy like that?’ Cindy said when she had finally gathered enough strength. ‘I’ve never climaxed so many times in my life.’
I smiled but didn’t answer. For some reason, male pride or ego, I didn’t want her to know that I had never eaten pussy before.
Cindy finally sat up. She looked at me and whispered, ‘It’s my turn.’ With that she slipped off the sofa and crawled between my legs.
My cock wasn’t as hard, but it was still a formidable bulge in my shorts. I watched excitedly as she reached for my belt. She opened my shorts and quickly stripped them off of me. My cock sprung to attention.
Cindy stared at my weapon and said, ‘Wow, it looks even bigger than before.’ She wrapped her hand around the pulsing shaft, holding it up as if inspecting it. Her hand moved up and down the long tube, squeezing juice from the swollen head. Then she used her index finger to capture some of the juice and brought it to her mouth. Her eyes closed in pleasure.
I figured she was going to give me a hand job like she had done the other night. However, it became obvious that she had other ideas. A gasp escaped my lips when she straightened up and pulled my cock down until the head was an inch from her still hard nipple. She pumped the shaft again, causing a large bubble of juice to form at the tip. It hung there for a moment then, as if in slow motion, dropped to her nipple. She rubbed it around the areola until it was shining. Then she moved to the other tit and did the same thing.
I watched with half closed eyes as she tweaked her nipples, making them hard. Then she moved closer until she could place the slit of my cock at one nipple. I moaned as I felt the rough nub of her nipple slip up and down the slit. She smiled up at me and pulled her nipple away.
‘Did you like that?’ she asked rhetorically.
I answered by moving my hips upward. With a giggle she began again.
Finally, she moved closer and wrapped her soft breasts around my hard cock. She began to move her breasts up and down both sides of my cock.
‘Oh God Cindy,’ I moaned in warning.
She giggled and pulled back again, letting my cock flip back up and slap my stomach. Then she leaned over and brought her mouth close to my throbbing erection. Looking up at me she whispered, ‘I want to suck it. Do you want that?’
‘Yesssss!’ I answered. I lifted my hips pushing my dripping cock head toward her mouth. She pulled back teasingly. Then her tongue came out and she lapped the slit, cleaning the accumulated juice from the tip. With a groan deep in her throat she opened her mouth and took the head of my cock inside. However, she only sucked it for a second or two. She pulled away, making a pop with her lips as my cock slipped out. Her tongue came out and she ran it down the shaft and over my balls.
‘I love to suck balls,’ she said. She opened her mouth and sucked one in.
My breath was coming in gasps now.
When one ball was wet with her saliva she moved to the other. Finally she licked back up my cock and hovered over the head. With drooling lips she moved down, taking the head inside again. I gasped as she took me deeper and deeper. Through half closed eyes, I saw her lips reach my pubic hair. I couldn’t believe that she had taken all of my cock in her mouth. I could actually feel her throat muscles working on the buried head. Then she pulled all the way back, freeing my entire cock. It pulsed in the air, dripping gobs of saliva.
Cindy gasped for breath with her mouth open. Her eyes were filled with excitement.
I reached for her head and pulled her back. She opened her mouth wide. I pushed her down until I heard her gag. Still, she took most of my cock without a problem. Soon we began a rhythm. My hips pushed upward with each of her downward moves.
I was fucking my s****r’s mouth. The reality of that was too much for me. ‘Cindy,’ I screamed.
She pulled back and grabbed the base of my cock, like she had done when she masturbated me, and cut off my climax.
My mouth was open as I gasped to suck air into my lungs.
Cindy waited a few seconds before she began to suck me again. Over and over she brought me close to my peak and then would stop.
Finally, I couldn’t take anymore. ‘Please…’ I begged.
‘Please what?’ she asked with a smile.
‘Please make me cum,’ I hissed.
‘Alright, since you were such a good boy.’ With that she wrapped her hand around my shaft and placed her mouth over the swollen head. Her hand began to pump up and down as her mouth sucked the head. Within a few seconds I was ready to cum.
‘Ohhhhhh!!!’ I cried and lifted my hips. My eyes were closed tight.
Cindy held her mouth on the head and pumped my cock with her fist.
‘Ahhhhhh!!!’ I screamed as my balls unleashed a huge load of sperm. I heard Cindy gag, but she didn’t stop sucking. Then she was moaning and swallowing as she pumped me. It felt like my balls were exploding as they pumped their contents into her sucking mouth.
When I finally opened my eyes, Cindy was still sucking the head of my cock. She had been unable to drink all of my juice and some of it had run down the shaft to pool in my pubic hair. I watched as she licked it up.
Cindy looked up at me with a smile and said, ‘Yum, you taste good little b*****r.’ Her tongue came out and she licked a gob of cum from the corner of her mouth.
The sizzling bacon and perking coffee filled the kitchen with the smell of breakfast. I hurried around to get everything ready at the same time. Normally on Saturday mornings Cindy was up early and I was the late riser. However, today, I wanted to fix her breakfast. It was about ready when she came in.
She came into the kitchen wearing her white terrycloth robe. She stretched and yawned, rubbing sl**p from her eyes.
‘What are you doing up so early?’ she asked with a sl**py smile.
‘Just wanted to fix breakfast for my s****r.’
‘That’s so sweet of you,’ she returned sincerely.
‘Sit down. The paper and coffee is on the table. Everything will be ready in a minute.’
Cindy sat down but she didn’t pick up the paper. I could feel her eyes on me as I moved around the kitchen.
When I turned around, I saw a strange look on her face. ‘What’s the matter?’ I asked.
‘Robbie, we need to talk.’
Uh oh, I thought, here it comes. We went too far last night and now she is having regrets.
‘Uh… sure s*s, let me finish getting breakfast ready.’ I put the food on the table and sat down across from her.
‘We’ll eat first,’ she said.
Suddenly I didn’t have much of an appetite.
When breakfast was over Cindy reached over and held my hand. I didn’t say anything, waiting for what I knew was to come.
‘Robbie, we went pretty far last night.’
‘s*s… I…’ I started to say something, I wasn’t sure what, but she interrupted me.
‘Let me talk please,’ she said and squeezed my hand. She paused for a moment and began again. ‘I guess it was because Dexter stood me up and I drank too much. However, I would be lying to you if I said I didn’t enjoy it. I think you could tell that anyway. But, we are b*****r and s****r and it was wrong.’ Cindy paused again.
I still didn’t say anything and waited for her to continue.
‘We have always been close and I love you… but… not entirely like a b*****r.’
My heart began to beat a little faster.
‘While I know that I should say that it can never happen again, deep down inside I don’t believe that. We live together and are too close for me to say that.’
I was all ears. This was sounding much better than I had hoped.
‘But, it can’t go any further than it already has… I mean… I mean… we can’t actually fuc… well, you know what I mean. There have to be some rules.’ I saw her face flush for the first time. It was obvious that she was nervous.
‘Sure s*s, whatever you say,’ I blurted in excitement. I was ready to agree to anything as long as it meant that we could still have fun together.
‘Don’t get too excited,’ Cindy said and finally smiled. ‘We have to control ourselves… we can’t be suc… uh… doing things every day.’
‘I understand,’ I said as seriously as I could. Inside my heart was leaping for joy.
Cindy looked at the clock and said, ‘I have to get moving. I told Nancy that I would meet her at ten to go shopping. We can continue this conversation when I get home.’
‘I’m going to play golf with Randy and then we are going to the ballgame tonight,’ I said, suddenly wishing that I were going to be home with Cindy tonight. ‘Uh Cindy, what are you going to do about Dexter?’ I asked.
Cindy’s frowned. ‘I’m going to wait for him to contact me. If he does, he has some explaining to do. If he doesn’t… well, it’s all for the best. It will prove that you were right about him. He’s a jerk.’
I almost said something negative but caught myself. ‘I am sorry.’ And, I was.
‘I know,’ she answered and squeezed my hand.
I was walking on air for the rest of the day. I played golf terribly and lost a few bucks, but I didn’t care. The ball game was exciting and went extra innings, but I hardly paid attention. My mind was constantly on Cindy. I knew that I had it bad for her. I also knew that I had to go slow and let her take the lead.
It was after 11:30 P.M. when I got home. Cindy had already gone to bed. I saw a note on the coffee table and picked it up. ‘Robbie, I wanted to wait up for you but I got really sl**py. Shopping for six hours can tire a girl out. lol Goodnight and have sweet dreams,’ Cindy.
For a moment I thought about waking her up and saying goodnight. Since I knew that she was tired, I decided to go to bed. I folded the note up and put it in my pocket. I was humming to myself as I went to bed.
I wasn’t sure what time it was when I awakened for some reason. When I opened my eyes, I saw my s****r standing next to the bed looking down at me. She had on a long nightshirt with a picture of Mickey Mouse on the front. Before my eyes could adjust, she climbed onto the bed and straddled my waist.
‘I’ve been thinking about you all night,’ she whispered with excitement in her voice. ‘Especially how your mouth felt on my pussy. I was hoping that you would come into my room when you got home.’
I shook my head… ‘s*s, what…’ I started to say, but stopped when she reached down and pulled her nightshirt over her head. Suddenly my words caught in my throat as I stared at her now naked body.
‘I need you to eat me again,’ she said and scooted up my chest until her pussy was inches from my chin.
Suddenly my cock sprang to full erection. In spite of the dark, I could see that her pussy lips were swollen and very wet.
‘I’ve been playing with myself,’ she said. Then she lifted up and moved forward.
I moaned excitedly as she held her pussy over my mouth. My tongue came out to gently lick her swollen lips.
‘Oh yes Robbie, lick me.’
I did. My tongue slipped between the lips and licked upward to her clit. Her juices were streaming from her hole and onto my chin. I opened my mouth wide and sucked both her inner and out lips inside.
‘Ohhhhh Goddddd Robbie,’ Cindy screamed. Her hips pressed down, forcing my head into the pillow. I had to gently lift her hips upward in order to breathe. I began to eat her wildly. I sucked and licked as her hips worked up and down and back and forth on my willing face. Her thighs pressed against my ears, muting her screams of pleasure. I barely knew when she started climaxing. However, I think it was soon after my mouth touched her pussy. It continued the entire time I ate her.
Cindy’s body trembled and shook as wave after wave of pleasure rushed through her. It was one sided, but I was only too happy to accommodate her. When she finally climbed off of my face, I closed my eyes and gasped for breath. When I opened my eyes, she was gone. I sat up in bed. Was it a dream? I thought. Did my s****r just come into my room and sit on my face? I was still wondering as I dozed off to sl**p again. However, I didn’t sl**p much the rest of the night.
In the morning, I got up early to take a shower. I was letting the refreshing water pour over my head when I thought I heard the bathroom door open. A moment later the frosted glass door of the shower opened. Cindy was standing there with a smile on her face.
‘Need some company ‘little’ b*****r?’ she said and looked down at my soft cock.
The shower stall was very small, but I wasn’t about to refuse her. She had on the same Mickey Mouse nightshirt. I smiled. It hadn’t been a dream. I watched as she pulled her shirt off and stepped into the tight confines of the shower stall. The steaming water was cascading over my shoulders and rolling down my chest. She pressed her body to mine and said, ‘Don’t I get a good morning kiss?’
Our lips went together immediately. My limp cock began to grow immediately. I pushed my s****r back and let it grow between us.
Cindy was smiling as she looked down and watched it grow. Then she took it in her hand. ‘I owe you one,’ she whispered… obviously referring to her visit to my room. With that she slid down my wet body to kneel at my feet. She grasped my now fully hard cock with her other hand and I heard her whisper to herself, ‘Amazing.’
‘Mmmmm,’ I moaned as she opened her mouth to suck the head inside.
I leaned against the shower wall, letting the jets of water flow over my shoulder and land on her. I reached for her head, my fingers twisting in her now wet hair. ‘Oh God s*s,’ I gasped and closed my eyes as her mouth began to work on me. She sucked me for a long time, licking the swollen head and pumping the shaft with both fists. She smiled up at me and then licked down the shaft to my balls. I watched as she sucked one and then the other. Then she pushed on my hips. ‘What?’ I asked.
‘Turn around.’
I hesitated for a second and then shrugged my shoulders. I turned around until my ass cheeks were facing her. I hear her giggle and then felt her hands on my cheeks. ‘Cindy!’ I cried when she opened my cheeks. Quickly, before I could protest, her lips moved to my asshole. I felt her tongue tickle my tiny hole. My hips squirmed in a futile attempt to get away. She followed. My breath caught in my throat when her tongue pushed on the opening. It resisted.
‘Relax,’ Cindy said and playfully slapped my ass cheek.
It was difficult, but eventually I willed myself to relax. A moan escaped my lips when her tongue slipped inside. Then she worked in and out of me like I had done to her pussy. After a few minutes, it began to feel good. When she finally pulled away, my hole felt empty. However, I shouldn’t have worried. A second later, I felt a soapy finger on the hole. ‘Cindy no…’
It was too late. Her finger slipped into my relaxed hole. I grunted and gasped. I had never had anything up my ass before. I couldn’t believe my s****r was doing it. It was embarrassing but yet it didn’t feel bad. Slowly my sphincter adjusted and allowed her to pump her finger in and out with ease. I sighed and bent my legs a bit to push my hips toward her.
Cindy giggled again and worked her finger faster. She worked it in and out rapidly.
Suddenly, I felt a strange feeling deep inside. I knew nothing about the prostate… but Cindy obviously did.
‘Turn around,’ she said again.
I was in a daze now and didn’t protest.
Cindy let her finger slip out for a moment. However, as soon as I was facing her, she slipped her hand between my legs and found my hole again.
I closed my eyes and moaned.
She took my cock inside her mouth again.
‘Cindy,’ I cried as the feeling inside me built until I was ready to explode. My balls churned in preparation. Suddenly, almost without warning my sperm began to shoot into her mouth. It came out of me in great gobs, hurtling along the shaft and pouring into my s****r’s mouth in a flood. She swallowed quickly, taking it down her throat. My cock pulsed over and over, squirting everything I had inside my balls into her willing mouth. Long after I should have stopped climaxing, juice was still pouring out of me.
Finally I was drained. My legs couldn’t hold me up. I slid down the wall until I was sitting on the tile floor. When I opened my eyes I saw my s****r staring at me with a broad grin.
‘Was that good?’ she asked.
‘Oh God,’ I gasped and pulled her to me. We kissed long and hard.
I was walking on air after that evening. However, I also felt incredibly guilty. Not about having sex with my s****r, but about what I had done to make it happen… what I had done to her boyfriend. I kept telling myself that it was for her own good. Still, I knew it was wrong. I finally decided to tell her.
When I did, she blew up and called me names, screaming at me, ‘How could you do this to me? What kind of b*****r are you? And so on. She said she would never speak to me again. I hadn’t expected that kind of reaction. I figured she would get mad, but realize that I had done it for her and forgive me right away. However, after a week of not talking, of me bringing her flowers, offering to massage her feet, and anything else she wanted, I was at a loss for what to do.
I went to a friend’s house one night and he had some booze. I wasn’t used to drinking and had half a bottle of liquor. I told him I was okay and decided to walk home. Well, I passed out in an alley, where I slept the entire night. When I finally got home, my s****r was frantic. When she scolded me for staying out all night, I said, ‘What difference did it make to you. You hate me anyway.’
Cindy got a shocked look on her face. She started to cry and said, ‘I do care about you Robbie. You’re my b*****r and I love you.’
‘So ignore and refuse to talk to someone you love? Fuck it!’ I said and stormed into my room.
A little while later, I heard a tapping on the door. I didn’t answer it right away. However, when she didn’t go away, I finally gave in. Cindy was at my door with her eyes all red. My heart started to melt. I took her in my arms and we both cried.
After that, we had a long talk. I promised never to medal in her affairs again. She said that she knew I did it because I loved her. So, we finally made up. However, I was afraid to try anything sexual with her for a while.
The next evening, Cindy asked me if we wanted to watch ‘our’ movie. I was so excited that I almost tripped over the coffee table to get the video. We sat on the sofa and watched the rest of the movie. Mrs. Fields took on several other men, with her husband always being the last one to fuck her. I ate Cindy to multiple climaxes and she sucked me off again. After that evening we no longer pretended that we could deny what we felt for each other. Over the next several months, I brought her pleasure with my mouth on a daily basis. I loved eating her. However, she didn’t always return the favor. I figured out that it was intentional on her part. She would often tease me unmercifully. Sometimes she would come out of the bathroom naked or accidentally let her towel slip. We would neck on the sofa until I was crazy for her. She would giggle and slap my hands away from her breasts. It kept me at a sexual peak and always wanting her. She used that sexual energy to get me to help around the apartment more than I ever had before. I didn’t mind… just being around her was wonderful for me.
We also got along very well. The fact that Dexter was out of the picture and that she wasn’t dating anyone helped. I had no reason to be jealous anymore.
Several weeks later Cindy received an E-mail from Dexter. It was short and rude, saying that he was sorry but he had found someone else. Although she was prepared for that, it still hurt. I consoled her that night. I made her climax with my mouth several times before I carried to her bed, exhausted.
As time went on, our relationship heated up. We did almost everything but fuck. On occasion we got very close. One time she was straddling me on a kitchen chair. Her skirt was pulled to her waist and she didn’t have panties on. I was in my underwear, my cock sticking through the opening. As we kissed, she lifted up and let my cock slip behind her until it was rubbing between her ass cheeks. I was close to climaxing already. When she realized that, she lifted up again and let my cock head slipped between the lips of her pussy. I heard her whimper. Her hips jerked like she was starting to climax. When the slick and swollen lips wrapped around the head of my cock, I couldn’t control myself. I shot off like a cannon, my sperm squirting just inside her lips and running back down my cock. She began to climax with me.
It was a Saturday night when the inevitable happened. I had taken Cindy out to a nice dinner for her birthday… spending almost a week’s pay. She had on a tight black dress with pearls around her neck and four inch high-heeled shoes. She looked incredibly sexy and classy at the same time. When we arrived home, we began to kiss, like we often did. Before we went too far, she told me to wait and she went into the bedroom. I figured she was trying to cool us down. However, when she didn’t come out I became worried. I knocked gently on her door. I very rarely went into her room. It was one of those unspoken rules. When she didn’t answer, I pushed the door open. What I saw took my breath away.
On the bed was my gorgeous s****r. Several candles lit the otherwise dark room. Cindy was lying on pink silk sheets. She had on a black corset with a matching black garter belt and nylons. On her feet was the same pair of black high-heels. The corset exposed her breasts, with the metal under-wire pushing them up seductively. The white flesh of her breasts contrasted wonderfully with the black of the corset. One leg was crooked with her shoe on the bed. She didn’t have panties on.
My heart was in my throat as I slowly walked over to her. ‘My God s*s,’ I whispered.
She looked up at me with lust in her eyes. ‘I want you Robbie.’
‘Huh?’ I answered stupidly.
‘I want you. I want you to… to fuck me.’
For a second the words didn’t register. When they did, my eyes opened wide. I had a pretty good idea of what to do, but since I had never had intercourse with a girl, I was scared. ‘Uh… s*s… I uh… I never…’ I stuttered.
She got a funny look on her face. ‘You’ve never what?’ Before I could answer, she got it. ‘You never fucked a girl?’
My face turned red. ‘Uh… no,’ I said with embarrassment.
‘Oh my God sweetheart.’
‘I’m sorry,’ I said.
‘No… no, that’s wonderful… that’s perfect. Oh God, my b*****r, my first virgin.’
I was totally embarrassed at that point.
‘Come here,’ Cindy said and opened her arms wide.
I crawled onto the bed and into her arms. Our lips went together in a very passionate kiss. My cock sprang to attention.
When our lips drew apart, Cindy said, ‘God Robbie, you don’t know how special this is to me. If I had known you were a virgin… well, we would have probably done this a long time ago.’
Somehow I found my voice. ‘Are you sure this is what you want?’ I asked. ‘I mean… you said…’
‘Shhhhh,’ Cindy said, pressing her fingers to my lips. ‘Yes, I’m sure. As sure as I have ever been about anything in my life. I don’t care if you are my b*****r Robbie… I love you… I love you with all my heart.’
‘Oh God s*s. I think I have loved you forever. Every woman I have ever looked at paled compared to you.’
‘Oh sweetheart,’ Cindy said and pulled my lips to hers again. Her mouth opened wide and she sucked my tongue inside. We kissed until our lips hurt. When she drew away this time she whispered into my ear, ‘Fuck me Robbie. Fuck your big s****r. I want that cock in me so bad.’
I lifted up with my hands on either side of Cindy’s shoulders. My eyes gazed down her body. ‘You are so beautiful,’ I whispered. My cock was hovering over her pussy. A silvery strand of juice dripped from the head and landed on her pussy lips. ‘Do you want me to eat you first?’ I asked.
‘No… I just want your cock… now. I want you to fuck me hard and cum deep inside me. We have waited far too long for this.’ With that Cindy wrapped her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck.
I reached between us with a trembling hand and positioned my cock on her pussy lips. I stared into her eyes, my cock pulsing, waiting at her gate. ‘Are you ready?’
‘Yessssss!!!’ she hissed.
I pushed my hips down and felt the head penetrate the inner lips. I paused and gasped as her sphincter snapped around the crown of my cock. It was tighter than I expected.
‘Oh Robbie,’ Cindy gasped. Her fingers dug into my back and her legs pulled on my waist.
I resisted, enjoying the feeling of her warm hole around me. I moved back and forth ever so gently, letting her swollen lips caress the stretched skin of my cock head. It was excruciatingly pleasurable for both of us.
‘Please Robbie,’ Cindy moaned.
Eventually I gave in and lowered my hips. Inch by inch my cock slipped into my s****r’s pussy. I could feel every inch of her warm and wet cavern. Finally, I heard Cindy grunt and felt the head hit bottom. I was all the way inside her. I could go no further. My balls were lying on her outer lips.
Cindy was making little whimpering noises now. Her hips twitched and her body trembled.
‘I’m going to fuck you now s*s,’ I whispered.
‘Yes, yes, yes,’ she answered.
I pulled out slowly and heard her moan. Then I pushed back in hard.
‘Ahhhhheeeeee!!!’ she screamed. ‘Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!’
I groaned and began to move in and out with powerful strokes. My hips jerked up and down, lifting her off the bed. The bed springs squeaked loudly… louder then they did that first night I heard her making love. I buried my face in her shoulder and sucked the soft skin into my mouth. I knew that she would have a large bruise there tomorrow. I felt my s****r tense and knew that she was close. ‘Yes, yes, cum for me s*s… cum on my cock,’ I whispered excitedly.
Cindy began to climax.
Soon the room was filled with our gasps of pleasure. Over and over I pushed into her, my cock becoming a blur. Juice ran from her pussy, lubricating my shaft and spilling onto my balls. I fought to control my own climax. I wanted it to last… I never wanted it to end. Still, my s****r’s wet and warm pussy was milking me. The tight walls grasped my cock like a warm glove. Her climaxing pussy was sucking the cum from my balls.
Suddenly I bellowed, ‘I’m cummming!!!’ I pushed in deeply and froze, the head of my cock resting against the back wall of her pussy.
‘Yesssss, cummmmm innnnn meeee,’ Cindy screamed as her climax continued.
I felt my sperm rushing up the shaft. It flew from the swollen head with great f***e, splashing against the walls and flying back onto my cock. I could feel her pussy filling with my hot juice. When there was no room inside her, my sperm began to seep from her tight lips, dripping onto the sheets below.
When my balls were empty, I collapsed onto my s****r, gasping for breath. Cindy’s chest heaved against mine as she sucked in precious air. We didn’t speak as I rolled to the side, pulling her with me, leaving my slightly shrinking cock inside her. We kissed and looked into each other’s eyes. No words were necessary.
I fucked my s****r three more times that night and then once in the morning. It was the most glorious night of my life and one I will never forget as long as I live. It was the night I lost my virginity… to my wonderful and loving s****r.
Epilogue
It has been seven years since that night. Cindy and I are still together today and very much in love. In fact, we have been talking about having babies. I’ve been doing research and if the risk is low enough, we will have them together. If not, we are going to use a donor. I hope the babies can be mine though.
I know what we have done is not for everyone. Many would condemn it. However, who is to say where you find true love. There are people in this world that live their entire lives and never find what we have. We were thrown together by faith and it seems that it was meant to be.
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I looked up and saw my 18 year old Cassandra looking at me. I didn't know what to say. I was mortified. She just stood there looking at the three of us. Felicia perked up and she said, "what does it look like we were doing? Having sex cassandra. And don't act like you don't want to. Daddy knows all about the three of us and you watching him and touching yourself..* She stood there for another moment or two and then walked out and went into her room. I jumped up and put my shorts on.I ran to her...
Brandi By Long Leggs With apologies to Lookinglass There's a port on a western bay Where they serve a hundred ships a day Lonely sailors pass their time away And talk about their loves. Theirs a girl in this harbor town And she works laying whiskey down They say Brandi serve another round She serves them whiskey and wine. I really didn't start out to be a bar maid. In fact when I was a little boy (Yes I said boy) all I wanted to be was a sailor like my father,...
“What a great way to wake up,” I thought to myself. My left hand cupping and massaging a full, tight breast with a rock hard nipple poking into the palm, and my cock pressed between two firm ass cheeks. Her hair smells like strawberries and her neck tastes sweet, but wait, I went to sleep alone. There’s no one else in the house but , but, but, my daughter! I jerked back and away as she moaned, low and long. Finally opening my eyes I see the sprawl of Candice, my only daughter, as she turned...
IncestTwo years ago I was working for an advertising agency. I had been an executive for several years when Miranda was hired. She was very bubbly, perky, voluptuous 23 year old. I have always had a weakness for curvy women. Miranda was a temp hire, she was filling a position by another woman who was one maternity leave. Soon after she started working there, several young men tried to woo her. On occasion I would use my dry sarcastic humor to scare away Miranda’s would be suitors. Miranda assisted...
Two years ago I was working for an advertising agency. I had been an executive for several years when Miranda was hired. She was very bubbly, perky, voluptuous 23 year old. I have always had a weakness for curvy women. Miranda was a temp hire, she was filling a position by another woman who was one maternity leave. Soon after she started working there, several young men tried to woo her. On occasion I would use my dry sarcastic humor to scare away Miranda's would be suitors. Miranda assisted me...
"Jacqueline Melissa Roberts!" my mom yelled. "You have about 5 seconds to get your ass to this table, or you're in BIG trouble!"I slithered through the labyrinth of chairs, presents, boxes, and miscellaneous debris in the living room and made my way to the table. "I'm in college now, Mom," I told her. "If you want me to keep visiting you on holidays, maybe you shouldn't yell at me."I was of course k**ding. Mom was just upset that no one else had shown up for Thanksgiving and taking it out on...
Today was not one of those days. Her arms were wrapped around the chains, rocking her feet against the ground so that she moved slightly back and forth. Her black hair hung in two braided pigtails on either side of her head, and a pair of glasses sat on the bridge of her nose. But what caught me was the lollipop that sat between her lips; lips that were as cherry red as the candy she was sucking on. I watched as her tongue swirled along the surface of the candy, licking and sucking until...
Thanks P. for help with editing the story. SECONDHAND Another uneventful gray day of my life was coming to an end, and I had just closed the door and turned off the light at the back of the shop when there was a frantic knocking. A tall, white-haired woman in a long fashionable coat was standing outside, with two large black bin bags. I went up to the door and said, "We're closed! Sorry!" "What shall I do with these clothes, then?" the woman asked me, exaggerating her lip...
Portland A sweet story of two transsexuals, one of whom is pregnant By Melissa Tawn CHAPTER 1. ME The day I had my sexual reassignment surgery it rained. It also rained the day before and the day after. That was no big deal. Portland, Oregon, is one of the rainiest cities in the United States and 1993 was considered a particularly wet year. The natives like to joke that if the sun ever shines in Oregon, you don't tan ? you rust. I believe them. Anyway, on a very wet...
I must admit she still looked as beautiful as she ever had; well, I could see through the forlorn expression on her face. Five foot two and with a figure that could raise any red-blooded man's blood pressure; I'd thought she was a special gift to me from heaven when we'd first met. I'd pursued her, wooed her and eventually convinced her to marry me. For seven years, my whole world had revolved around her. Now there she was, standing on the pavement in the drizzling rain, outside a block of...
AVN Award Nominee XXX Thriller!Newcomers lead the Brodys into lust, debauchery, and perversion. Watch it now on LiteroticaVOD!BDSMBandit GirlBandit GirlbyBrendanX©Shona clenched her teeth against the searing pain. A narrow line of fiery torment burned across the middle of her bare back, adding its agony to the others that simmered on her skin. She sagged in her bonds, her wrists tugging at the ropes that stretched her arms taut between two vertical posts.Her spine arched and her body stiffened...
For many years, people thought you and Brandi were twins instead of cousins. You were born eight days apart and as children you were the same size, with matching hair and enough similar features that you actual did look alike. Since you only lived a block apart, either you were at her house or she was at yours everyday. When you were small you took baths together. As you got older, you frequently spent the night together, usually innocently sleeping in the same bed. You started pulling away...
IncestPandemic “Who is that?” her husband spoke loudly into the phone after hearing at least 10 hard pounding noises in the background disrupt their conversation. “There’s some Army guy at the door.” Jim heard his wife Jessa open the door and start to say something. “What do you mean? No I don’t want to do that!” “Jim he’s telling me the country is on lock down as of now for a least a month, and to expect company as they do not have enough separate dwellings to house everyone. The people that...
Brandon is one of my husbands best friends. Why is it that it's always the best friend that makes the moves on a guy's wife? Well, it happens to be the case with us, too!Brandon is just an average guy, but with a strong build. Not tall, not fat, but stocky. He doesn't really even know his own strength.He has always been the "touchie, feely" type, giving me a hug every time he sees me. I didn't realize it, but often when he would come over in the evenings, I would already be in "comfortable...
I was sitting in the living room watching the football game when my wife of 2 years walked into the room. She was a teacher and am the principle and the summer vacation had just started. She had been doing some work on the computer. She sat next to me and gave me a kiss. She was always affectionate to me and I loved it. She put her hand on my package and rubbed it. I started to get an erection as she kept it up. As she continued to feel my dick through the shorts I had on she said the...
This story has to be in the third person. I cannot do this in the first person, I cannot bring myself to put myself in this man’s shoes, so forgive me, because we all know that sooner or later everybody has to answer the final roll call. * The unarmed Medevac chopper hit the ground hard almost tossing out the Crew Chief, who was already precariously perched on the skid and ready to jump to the ground. The platoons of Huey Gunships circled the LZ, using their fifties and forty millimeter guns...
Roger a fifty-four years old widower lives in the southern part of the USA. He stood about five-foot five, has average weight, black hair, brown eyes, and a muscular build. He doesn’t consider himself handsome, or someone women would find attractive. So he doesn’t have an interested in looking for someone, or dating. He spends his week like the average man, working, taking care of his home and son. While shopping at the local market one Friday he met and has become friends with an older woman...
Straight SexJohn was stood at his kitchen sink washing the dishes he had used for dinner, it was 8:00 at night, he pondered going to bed early, or watch the match starting at 9:00He was a widower now, Julie his wife; the love of his life had died tragically 5 years ago.He had dated a couple of times since, but his heart hadn't been in it, so he had not developed a romance.He was an accountant in a city firm, and was on line to be top dog one day.He didn't smoke, drank little, wine was his preferred tipple....
Anderson walked into his New York apartment a little after one in the morning. Home after another two hours on the air. He started to strip as he walked into the Master Bedroom. It was there that the got the shock of his life. A woman was laying naked on his bed. ‘Who are you, and how did you get into my apartment,’ Anderson questioned the slim brunette that was laying on his bed. ‘I fucked my way up. Your doorman has an excellent tongue,’ she replied as she ran her fingers up and down her...
MIRANDA It started one Sunday in August. I'd been lazy about keeping up with the laundry recently, but on that day I decided to get a grip and sort out a couple of loads of washing. I decided to separate out whites and coloureds, and started sorting through the basket of dirty clothes I kept in the bathroom. But after a while, something stopped me. I came across a bundle of a half a dozen or so pairs of my tights. Now, it was summer, and I'd gone bare-legged or worn trousers for...
I'll start with a confession. I am a slut. I know I'm a slut and furthermore I enjoy the hell out of being a slut. All it took for me to become a slut was to graduate from high school and go off to college. I was a good girl all through high school. I dated a lot and I did make out with my dates. There was a lot of touching and feeling, but it was all with clothing between the hand and what it was touching. The closest I came to 'being bad' was in high school on prom night. For a couple...
It was during spring, I remember, the time I met Andrea, that magical and wonderful time I met my darling angel. The leaves on the trees turning into a myriad shades of green and there buds peeping shyly from every branch of every tree. I had been waiting at Nino's, the coffee shop, for my boyfriend but, as usual, he was late. The waitress that had brought my coffee kept coming over to check if I needed anything else and, after the third time, I noticed that she had the loveliest dimples: they...
The Waste Land is a longform poem written by T.S. Eliot. It is widely considered by literary critics to be one of the most important poems of the 20th century, if not the most important work of modernist poetry. The poem is divided into five sections: “The Burial of the Dead,” which tackles themes of disillusionment and despair; “A Game of Chess,” narrative riffs on the same themes; “The Fire Sermon,” an exploration of death and concepts of self-denial; “Death by Water,” a lyrical protest; and,...
Premium Fetish Porn SitesOne "BRAT!" "TOAD!" Well, don't all 8-year-old boys think all six-year old girls are brats? And don't 6-year-old girls think 8-year-old boys are toads? Well, most of them, anyway. That's my experience. And those were our respective ages when Alexandra's family moved in next door to mine. I was 8, she was 6. However, I don't remember ever calling her a brat. And I don't remember her calling me a toad. That was her twin sister Cheryl, who still is a brat and probably still...
I got a call from a lady I had been recommended to who wanted to replace some lights in her lounge, she asked if I could call round later that day, I took down her address and phone number in case of difficulties.After ringing the doorbell, an attractive brunette opened the door, I estimated that she was about thirty-ish. Mike’s the name Electricity’s the game, the handy electrician, I stated. Come in she beckoned. Where are these lights I asked, they’re in the lounge straight-ahead, follow me...
How strange it felt to be lying next to such a young temptress, after years of lonely dejection. The waif had entered my life unexpectedly, with loud attire and greased hair that was strangely out of place for the delicate features it crowned. Lost and lonely too, she fronted an indifferent attitude and a vehement distaste for authority. One third my age, her speech was filled with colloquialisms I’d never heard of, while her mannerisms reeked of immaturity. Beneath her oppressive front,...
Introduction: This is a story of my first sexual encounter. Constructive criticism is welcome. Andrea has been my best friend for as long as I can remember. we bonded in kindergarten because neither of could tie our shoes. we have shared blood, sweat, and tears. she is the one who explained all about puberty and my period. she is also the one who introduced me to sex. Andrea and I are total opposites. Im tall with barely wavy blonde hair and blue eyes with a slim build. Andrea, on the other...
Brandy's Tale The Ford 250 double cab came to a screeching halt at the run down farmhouse. It had been a dirt track for the last mile. The place looked in ruins with the wrecks of some old cars, a rusted tractor, and piles of wood lying all over the place. The house was in bad repair, and the screen door banged lightly in the wind. Ellie switched off the vehicle with a huge grin on her face. "It's show time," she said. "I'll help you down. Be careful now, don't want you getting...
Andrew by Grimbo Andrew slowly woke to the distant sound of a woman's voice. "Well sleepyhead," it said. "I'm glad you have finally awoken. You may be wondering were you are so I'll tell you. You're back inside Shannon's Boutique. You remember my store don't you? You came in here last week with your girlfriend and knocked a lot of the clothes off the rack. If my memory serves me, your comment was 'Let the staff pick them up. After all, that's what they get paid for.' Well,...
I met this guy Andrew on a website. He wanted to meet for coffee at the local coffee house. I agreed and met him at 2 in the afternoon. When I got there, he was conducting a meeting with some of his colleagues. I grabbed me an iced tea, then walked towards his table. Andrew pulled me to sit next to him on the booth bench.He wrapped up his meeting, then turned his attention to me. We sat close as we chatted about our likes and dislikes. His hands were all over my legs and arms. I didn't...
Dreamland By: Light Clark Synopsis: Due to his mother's work, Henry and his family are moving to New York, hoping to find a fresh start there. Not everything can be left behind by a move, however, just like not all new beginnings go according to plan. Warning: This story is 'technically' set in the Whateley universe. It uses no characters or places from that universe; just borrows a few terms and general thematics. It is certainly not canon. Chapter 01 - Day 1 "Mom! Greg's...
Natalya (Natty to all her friends) is the assistant admissions coordinator at State University and on this particular afternoon she was sitting back in her chair and staring at the pictures of her family that were prominently displayed across the front of her cubicle. In two large decorative frames were pictures her late husband Charles, her daughter Mary and her husband Frank and, of course, the love of her life, her grandson Billy. "Thinking about your grandson again Natty?" Caught...
She’s GoneMy Wife Mandy and I have been married for 25 years, and she looks to be in her early 30’s, not bad, considering that she is 45 years old. We have two k**s that are grown up and have left home to pursue lives of their own, leaving us empty nesters. Things between us had become stagnant over the past few years, as she and I lives our lives separately, but we admit that we still love and need each-other. Mandy stands five feet, six inches tall, and weighs one-hundred and forty lbs. She...
Sandra By A Happy Wife I met her at a seminar sponsored by a metaphysical church. We started to go out, just in afternoons to a movie or for lunch. I never thought I could have a relationship with her. She was too young, too smart, too successful and way too gorgeous to ever be interested in me. Sandra had been married once a long time ago. She had been single for over ten years; she had started her own business and had been quite successful. I on the other hand had been married for...
Shortly before Christmas, I had an awesome experience. It all started when friends from the lifestyle, Jackie and her guy, were at the same party in Providence. As we normally do, we played with them and also two other couples who were okay but nothing worth writing about.As I’ve stated before, I hate condoms but it’s a rule and an important one. Anyway, my vagina probably tasted like Nonoxynol-9 by the time Jackie and I went to ‘powder our nose.’ Really, we went outside to smoke a joint while...
InterracialAndi - Chapter 1 It was my fifteenth birthday the day it all started. I'd gotten home and sat down in front of the TV to watch the usual kid's programs. Most of it was too young for me, but some programs, meant for younger kids, also had jokes in it intended for adults. I didn't really notice the time, till there was a knock at the door, by which time I noticed that the clock said 6pm. Standing at the door we're two police officers. They asked me my name, and the names of my...
ANDREA By Unknown "Why don't we dress you up like the most gorgeous woman that ever lived that is, if you want to?" "Sounds like fun." I said. "Hell, why not, let's do it!" "OK then, go to the bathroom and take a shower. Meanwhile I will go look for the stuff we need." "This is starting out pretty kinky," I thought to myself in the shower. But I didn't really care what the heck, this was something wild and crazy, something I had often fantasized about but never experienced...
"Oh no, no, no, no, please no!" sobbed Mandy, as the car just died on her. No lights, no power, just a car slowly freewheeling to a halt in the middle of Exmoor. No passing motorists either and no sign at all of civilisation. "Dammit!" she muttered when pulling out her mobile; no signal either, she really was stuck. "Why me Lord?" she asked prayerfully. "Sorry Lord, your ways are mysterious and I'm sure there's a reason." The car had drifted to a halt on the narrow road that...
Mandy Can Fuck DadbyThe Needler©I woke up to the smell of bacon and eggs. It seemed unreal, everything that happened the day before, and I was still figuring things out. I got up, ran through the shower, dressed and came into the kitchen just as Mandy was putting breakfast on the table."Hi Daddy, sleep well?"She was wide awake and cheerful, and the only thing she wore was an apron. It wasn't terribly broad, and I could see the outside of her nipples at the edges of the cloth. She had dimples on...
Randi Author's note: This story was originally written in 1994. I found it reread it and while I liked the premise of the story I didn't like the way it went in parts. There were two sequels written (well, one and a half) that if there is enough interest in Randall and Denise I will look at rewriting them as well. Please review and let me know if it is worth the effort. Randall sat at the bar staring down into the brown tinted ice that used to be a rum and coke. He was a bit...
I was walking home from the party, my hair tussled and my step staggered. I didn’t drink much, but enough to leave my vision a little blurred and my speech slightly slurred. I turned down the alley shortcut and got a few feet before I felt an arm around my arms and torso and a cloth over my mouth. I barely was able to scream before the effects kicked in and unconsciousness took over my body.I woke up and opened my eyes but saw nothing but black surrounding me. I blinked and realized that I had...
Mandy By: Rachael Free xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I was like any other guy, going to college and just waiting to graduate in less than a few months. What was I going to do then? I had a lousy major and the job opportunities seemed to really be slim. With the turndown in the economy I didn't have much chance of a good job. That was for sure. I had transferred to Penn State from a Junior college and really didn't have many friends. My old friends from back home...
Introduction: Part 1 of 4 by PurpleCat42 Amanda Blake was alone and bored. She wasnt supposed to be alone but her big Brother Timmy who was supposed to be her sitter was across the street at the park, playing ball with his friends. Her Mom and Dad were visiting her Aunt Cindy and Uncle Jerry Barrett. They visited them one or two times a month and spent the whole weekend with them. They were very close, Aunt Cindy was her Dads sister and Uncle Jerry was her Moms Brother, They were married in a...
Misunderstanding By Cheryl Lynn Standard disclaimers apply. If you do not enjoy forced feminization and nonconsensual sex do not read. A dark tale without a happy ending. This story may be downloaded for personal use only and all other use is prohibited unless approved by the author. Constructive comments are always welcome at [email protected]. Misunderstanding For crying out loud, it was all a misunderstanding. It was a damn joke. I had no intentions of following...
Mandy By Morpheus It had been a long day at work and I was relieved to finally be home, or at least I would be once I went through the door. But for the moment, I hesitated, feeling just a faint reluctance to do so, not sure what I might face once I did so. My name was Keith Summers, a 29 year old technician for a telecommunications company. I was pretty average looking, standing about 6 foot and having brown hair with a well-trimmed mustache, and I was married to a...
My name is Peter and I have become a stereotypical manwhore. But I wasn't always this way. In High school I played soccer and I was a perennial standout, but as many people know soccer don't get you laid or popular. I really didn't understand my predicament because I was 5'11 175 pound jock. Years of soccer sculpted my body into twisted steel, coupled with my messy brown hair and hazel eyes I should have been a stud. Unfortunately, I was a class clown and a little bit immature for my age. While...
Karen and I were together as an item for most of that first semester. She broke up with me after Christmas, saying she wanted to see other people, and we drifted apart after that. We still saw each other around campus, of course, but like so many others in the dorms, we just became acquaintances who used to have sex. I spent the rest of my freshman year being more or less of a male slut, trying to bed any girl I could. When the semester ended, a lot of people went home for the summer, but I...
Andy**One**Andy tried not to be obvious about it: but it was hard not to notice that there wasn’t another white person in the entire restaurant. He’d let Mr. Asad pick the place of their lunch meeting. Maybe that was a mistake. But he wanted to make sure everything was to the black man’s liking. Andy hadn’t landed an account in months so when he’d been contacted by a corporate “headhunter” he’d been surprised—and relieved. As the fiscal year was drawing to a close, Andy suspected that his...
It was after school ended for the day that Kim, Tammy, and Cerise finally managed to catch up to Miss Kelvin. They were walking between buildings along a covered walkway when Kim spotted Cathy leaving her classroom building by a side door and heading toward the Vocational Building down the hill. The three girls broke into a sprint to try to catch up to her. "Miss Kelvin, wait!" Tammy called. "Cathy!" Kim shouted. Cathy stopped and waited for the three energetic girls to reach her. As...
Johnstr Mark had worked in construction since he was a child. His father ran a construction company and Mark had been his helper as he grew up. After his father died, Mark went to work for himself. His mother died a few years after his father. He was in his mid 30s now and was on the road. He had lived in a town that had one major employer. The town had done well until the plant closed. One by one in a domino effect, stores closed. Jobs disappeared and the town folded up. There were more...