Free Sex Stories & Erotic Stories ▷ SexyStory.Biz

Fiction

My Photogenic Mom Chapter 3

3
Susan woke up in the morning with a terrible headache. She did not realize where she was at first but then recognized Michael’s bed-room. She suddenly realized that someone was sleeping with her and was holding onto her breast. Suddenly parts of the night before tried to work their way into her fuzzy brain. She looked behind her and it was her sleeping son that was holding onto her breast. Susan could not believe that she was naked in Michael’s bed with him. She quickly moved his hand from her breast and ran to her room with her robe. She had no memory of last evening, but from the way her pussy and ass felt she thought she knew that she had been thoroughly fucked. The thought of having sex with her son both sickened her and excited her at the same time. She did know one thing though, if it did happen it would never happen again. Susan could only think of what Harold would do if he ever found out about this. Crying Susan got into the shower and tried to scrub away what little memory she had of the night before.
Michael woke up and heard his mothers shower running. He knew that things would be rough this morning. Susan would be pissed royal at what he had pulled. Michael really was not worried. He had plenty of ammunition to counter her opposition. He knew she would say it would never happen again, but he had other plans. Michael smiled to himself as he got clean shorts and walked to his mom’s room. Michael quietly opened the shower door. Susan was washing her hair and had her back to Michael. Michael stepped into the shower reached around Susan and grasped her tits. Susan jumped and turned around facing Michael, trying to cover herself. “Get out of here she screamed, what do you think you are doing?” “I am just continuing what we started last night Mom!” Michael said. “I do not remember much of last night Susan said, it’s not an excuse but I had too much to drink. If anything happened it should not have and I guarantee you it will not happen again!” Susan said emphatically! Michael reached out and grabbed her tit and said “Mom what happened last night was we fucked each other silly and it will happen again whenever I want it to. I was in the church the other day when you let Reverend Thompson eat your pussy. I saw Kathy Thompson catch you two. I really do not think that you want dad or the rest of the town to see those pictures. I really do not think that you want dad to see the ones from last night either.” Susan was now crying hysterically. “Why are you doing this Michael I love you, you are my son.” “I love you, you are the sexiest woman I have ever seen. I have dreamed for years what it would be like to make love to you. To know how great it would feel to hold your tits and to slip my cock inside your throbbing scalding pussy. I also knew that you would never let me. But now it is different. Actually you are not even cheating on dad. We are keeping it in the family. The only difference is that now when I need some pussy or you want a cock we have each other. I promise you, your cunt will never be lonely again.” While Michael was talking he had backed Susan up against the shower wall. He leaned against her and kissed her on the lips forcing his tongue into her mouth. He slid his hand down her wet body to her Venus mound. Susan kept her legs together trying to keep Michael’s hand off her pussy. Michael forced his knee between hers and opened her pussy to his exploring hand. Susan was still sobbing as Michael’s finger entered her slit. Michael could feel her pussy respond as he fingered her clit before sliding his finger up into her cunt. Susan’s legs moved farther apart to allow Michael easier access to her cunt. Michael guided her hands down to his cock as he sucked her beautiful tit. “You two are going to be great friends he said as he put his mother’s hands on his cock.” Slowly Susan stroked Michael’s cock. She could see no way out of the predicament. So she had to do as Michael said until she figured it out. She was amazed at the size of his young cock, no wonder her cunt was sore she thought. She could feel the juices in her pussy start to flow as Michael stroked it and she stroked his cock. Michael put his hands on her shoulders and started pushing her down on her knees. “Please no she pleaded you are my son I can’t do this.” “You can and you will as long as I am in control here” Michael said and guided his cock to her mouth before she could say anything else. Susan had never sucked a cock before. Harold had tried to get her to suck his but she had always refused. This time she could not refuse. She could not believe this was even happening to her. She hoped to wake up and find that it had all been a nightmare. Michael could see the tears running down his mothers face, and had a pang of guilt. When she took his cock in her mouth the guilt vanished. Besides he told himself when she is used to this we will both be better off. I will have a fine piece of pussy whenever I want it, and my young strong cock should keep her cunt happy. Michael held his mother’s head and started to slide his cock in and out of her mouth. Looking down at her head Michael wondered if she had ever done this with his dad. He doubted it, she was always to straight laced for him to imagine her sucking a cock. Michael could feel his balls getting ready to explode. He could see in his moms face that she wanted to move away but he held her firmly by the head as he shoved his cock deep into her mouth and exploded. Susan could not believe it. Michael had held her head so she could not move and had come in her mouth. She could feel his cum boiling out of his balls and through his cock as it jerked in her mouth. She started swallowing not because she wanted to but because she had to breathe. Suddenly Michael stopped pumping his hips and let loose of her head. He looked at his come dribbling off her lips and smiled. Susan started to cry again but licked her lips so she did not lose any of Michael’s come. As much as she hated the thought of what she had done, she had enjoyed sucking her sons cock. Michael helped his mom back to her feet and kissed her. Michael’s hands were roaming over Susan’s body seemed to catch her on fire. She started kissing Michael back and when he stuck his tongue in her mouth she responded eagerly. Michael turned off the shower. Let’s go to your bed he whispered in her ear. Susan pulled down the blanket and turned to Michael. Michael gently pushed her backwards onto the bed and started kissing her neck. Susan could feel her juices starting to boil in her cunt. She reached down and started stroking Michael’s strong young cock. Michael was slowly making his way down Susan’s lush body, his lips driving her wild with desire. When his lips reached her downy mound Michael stopped, savoring what he was about to do. Please do not stop Susan whimpered I have needed a man for so long. Susan let out a small scream as Michael closed his lips over her clit. He sucked it into his mouth and teased it with his tongue. He could feel Susan bucking under him and feel the cunt muscles quivering under his mouth. Susan grasped his ass cheek and pulled him towards her. Michael was not sure what she wanted until she started pulling his leg over her head. Once he had moved over her head Susan guided his cock into her mouth sucking it as he was sucking her pussy. Michael felt Susan stiffen under him, feeling the spasms go through her luscious body. He worked his tongue on her clit even faster now, sliding a finger in and out of her gripping cunt. Susan thought she was going to die. She had never had an orgasm like this in her life. It seemed like it would never end. Every time it would start to ebb Michael’s tongue would rasp against her clit starting it all over again. She could feel her juices rolling down her pussy and into the crack of her ass. The feeling was such that she even forgot Michael’s cock beating against her throat. Finally Susan collapsed, totally spent from the huge orgasm that Michael had caused. Michael pulled his cock slowly out of her mouth and turned to face her. Susan could not move. Michael straddled Susan’s chest and laid his swollen cock between his mothers heaving breasts. He gently grasped one in each hand and en-closed his cock in them. “Have you ever been tit fucked mom” he asked? Still being shocked by the situation it took Susan a minute to shake her head no. Michael grinned and said “well I have never tit fucked anyone either but I love your great tits and I want to fuck them.” Michael pulled at the nipples as he slid his cock back and forth between her tits. Susan was fascinated watching her sons cock slide out of her tits seeming to have one eye watching her. Michael started fucking faster and faster. “Here it comes mom he groaned” and shot his wad from between her tits, his cum landing on her neck and face. Susan licked his come off her lips and pulled him forward sliding his still quivering cock into her mouth and sucking the last drops from deep in his balls into her mouth. Michael lay down beside her and softly rubbed her nipples. His cock finally totally spent. He still could not get over how soft his mother’s skin was. Her firm breasts and her silken cunt were now all his. Susan slowly slid her hand over and grasped Michael’s flaccid cock, stroking it gently. She rolled over on her side and looked at his firm young body. She was rapidly losing what little guilt remained as she looked at him. She could feel his cock twitch in her hand as she stroked it. She rose to her knees and slid her other hand under his balls. Susan gently squeezed Michael’s balls as she stroked his cock. It was trying to stand up again. Susan slowly moved between Michael’s legs. She leaned down and kissed his semi erect cock. She licked the shaft and then kissed his sack slowly she sucked his aching balls into her mouth. Working them gently with her tongue she teased his balls. Michael groaned. He had never felt any sensation like that which he felt now. His cock had sprung back to life and was standing erect with no help from Susan. Susan released his balls from her hot mouth and climbed over Michael’s body. The sight of her large breasts swaying with her movements held his attention. Susan centered her hot juicy pussy over her sons throbbing cock and dropped onto it. Susan rammed its full length into her cunt, completely swallowing it in her depths. She just sat there savoring the feeling of having a man inside her, feeling the size of his cock completely filling her throbbing cunt. She could feel the head of Michael’s cock rubbing against the very bottom of her depths. Building the heat and passion that had not been satisfied for many years. Michael watched as Susan sat speared on his cock, watching her breasts sway with each breath. He reached up and grabbed a hand full of each tit and started to squeeze. Susan’s nipples were straining and Susan started rocking her hips, sliding her cunt on Michael’s cock. Michael was mesmerized at the sight of Susan’s cunt sliding up off his cock, then sliding down completely engulfing it. Susan was moving faster and Michael knew that she was about to come. He pulled down on her tits and jammed his hips upward deep into her steaming cunt. Susan exploded and Michael just watched her juices roll over his shaft onto his balls. Rolling Susan onto her back, Michael started ramming his cock into her. He did not think he would ever be able to come. The sight of his cock splitting his mom’s hot pink gash made him even hotter. He held her legs by the ankles in front of him and spread her wide open. Feeling and seeing her cunt convulse as she came again was too much for Michael as he pumped what little juice was left in his balls into Susan’s wonderful pussy.
It was early afternoon when Michael and his mom woke up. They took a quick shower and went downstairs to have lunch. Susan looked at Michael and said “I love you but this situation is not good, we cannot go on acting like this. It is not healthy for you or me. Also if your dad finds out, we will both be in trouble.” Michael sat there for a minute and thought about what his mom had said. “I do not think that dad will find out, I am sure not going to tell him. I think we both are adults and know what we want, I sure do. I want your lovely legs wrapped around me as often as possible.” “From your reaction earlier, you need someone to fill the void in your life too. Who are we hurting, no one has to know.” Susan thought about what Michael said. She certainly did have a void in her life. If only there was not a possibility of Harold finding out about the two of them fucking each other. He would certainly divorce her, taking Michael away in the process. At least they would have a week before Harold came home. Michael walked up behind Susan and slid his hands into her blouse cupping her breasts. Her nipples immediately stood erect under his caress. “I would not worry mom” he said “everything will work out for the best. You and dad have not got along for years maybe it is time to do something about it.” Susan could not believe the reaction Michael’s touch was causing. Her nipples were straining in his hands and she could feel the heat building in her cunt. She closed her eyes and let her head fall back against his chest. Michael slowly pulled his hands from inside Susan’s blouse. He loved the feel of her breasts in his hands but he had other things he had to do right now. Leaving Susan to clear the table, Michael went upstairs and took the film he had shot of Susan and himself out of the camera. He put it in a safe place so that he could develop it later. Michael put away his camera and tripod. He had to think of a way to ensure that Harold would not ruin the setup he had worked for. He now had the two most beautiful women he knew sucking and fucking him whenever he wanted. He did not intend to let anyone fuck this up for him. Susan stuck her head in the door and told Michael that she had a meeting that she had to attend this afternoon. She said that there was no way to get out of it, and she would return at 8 PM. Michael told her to enjoy herself, that he would be here waiting at 8.
Michael looked at the clock and saw that it was only a few minutes after 2. He called Kathy on the phone. When she answered he told her he wanted to see her at 2:30 at his house. She was worried about someone seeing her. Michael told her to park down the road and walk to the house.
He hung up before Kathy said anything else. He was not worried that she would not show up. He still had the pictures. Thinking of pictures he got his video camera and set it up in his closet. He adjusted the lens and aimed it at the bed. He would make sure that Kathy would do whatever he wanted whenever he wanted it. A few minutes before 2:30 Kathy knocked on the door. Michael let her in, kissed her, probing her mouth with his tongue. Kathy still had not reconciled herself totally to the idea that Michael had the upper hand at this point. She tried to pull away from him but he grabbed her firm ass with one hand and her head with the other preventing it. Michael let her go and smiled at her, “it is good to see you” he said. Kathy looked at him and said “I really have no choice do I?” Michael took her hand and pulled her towards the stairs. Let’s go up to my room where we can be comfortable. Reluctantly Kathy followed him. As they entered the room Michael pulled Kathy down on the bed and again started kissing her. He made sure that the video camera had a good shot of her face as he pulled her down. As he kissed her, Michael ran his hand under her blouse and pulled her bra over her firm tits. He was surprised to find that her nipples were already hard. He told Kathy to take off her blouse and bra and get more comfortable. Setting up and pulling her blouse off she was looking right at the closet where Michael had hidden the camera. Michael reached behind Kathy and unhooked her bra freeing her silken smooth its for the camera to see. Reaching around her he cupped her breasts and twirled the nipples between his thumb and finger. He could feel Kathy’s breath quicken. She leaned her head back on his chest and enjoyed the feelings. Michael turned loose of Kathy’s breasts and took off his shirt. He also dropped his pants on the floor. He walked around in front of Kathy. As she raised her hips he pulled her slacks and panties off her and dropped them to the floor. He got back on the bed and resumed playing with Kathy’s tits. Slowly he reached down and sliding her legs apart he slid his finger into Kathy’s cunt. He heard her gasp as he shoved it in and rubbed her clit. Michael slid around so he was kneeling over Kathy’s face with his balls and cock in easy reach of her hot mouth. He then lowered the head of his cock until it rubbed her lips. Michael made sure the camera could see everything, as he lowered himself sticking his cock into Kathy’s mouth. Even though she was unwilling at first, the more Michael stroked her cunt the faster Kathy sucked his cock. Michael had pulled Kathy’s legs under his arm to make it easier for him to finger her pussy and being on top he had a fantastic view of her pussy and ass. He could feel Kathy starting to quiver under him and slid another finger into her pussy to get it all slippery with her hot pussy juice. Kathy was really flowing now. Her ass was even all shiny with her juice. Michael felt her grab him tight as she started to explode. Just as she started cumming he jammed his finger as far in her pussy as he could. He thrust the other finger in her tight glistening asshole. He could feel her muscles gripping both fingers as her body shook under him. She had tried to scream when Michael shoved his finger into her asshole but Michael’s cock muffled it. When her body quit shaking, Michael started stroking both fingers into and out of her in unison. Kathy started working her hips in time with his thrusts. Michael pulled his cock out of her mouth and asked her what she wanted. Kathy took a deep breath and said “please fuck me.” Michael kept stroking and said “I cannot hear you.” Kathy said louder now “please fuck me Michael.” Michael was sure the camera had recorded the request and answered “you fuck me.” Kathy whimpered when he pulled out his fingers. He lay down on the bed and told her to get on him facing his feet. He wanted her beautiful ass in front of him. Kathy did so not realizing Michael’s ulterior motives. Kathy guided Michael’s engorged cock into her hot waiting cunt and slowly slid down the erect shaft until it was completely inside her. She started moving up and down on the shaft. Michael sensed that it would not be long before she came again. Kathy started pumping hard and then flung herself down on the shaft as one wave after another of her orgasms hit her. Michael knew that it would be a while before he came again after Susan had drained him. Kathy slumped forward and Michael grasped her ass cheeks and started moving her on his shaft. He could feel her clit rubbing on his shaft. Soon Kathy began to stir and move on her own. As she started moving up and down, Michael moved his shaft under her tight ass hole. Kathy slid down it sinking it all the way to the hilt. Michael reached around and put his hands on her tits pulling her back to lie on him. He could feel Kathy wiggling on his cock like a fish on the hook. Using his feet he spread her legs so that anyone seeing the film would know which hole his cock was buried in. Michael started squeezing Kathy’s nipples in time with her thrusts on his cock. She had put her feet on the bed beside his hips and lifted and dropped her ass onto his rock hard shaft. Michael pushed Kathy’s hand down to her pussy and told her he wanted to feel her fingering her cunt, Kathy started pushing two fingers into her pussy rubbing her clit with her other hand. Michael could hardly stand the feeling of her fingers sliding in and out of her streaming pussy while his throb-bing cock slid in and out of her tight squeezing ass. Michael could feel the cum starting to boil up in him he grabbed Kathy’s tits in one hand and pushed her ass down hard on his straining cock with the other. He shot his boiling wad into her great ass for the second time in two days and lay on the bed spent completely. His cock still gripped in Kathy’s ass.
Michael looked at the clock beside his bed and saw that it was al-most 6 PM. He slapped Kathy playfully on the ass and told her to get a move on. He knew that she had to be at church at 7 PM with Reverend Thompson. Reaching over her, he could not help but grab her luscious breast one last time. He could not believe all that had happened since yesterday morning. First fucking Kathy and then his mother. He had never had a grown woman before and only a couple of girls his own age. By comparison they had not been that great. Of course they did not have the experience of these women either. Michael told Kathy she could use his shower if she wanted, he would even wash her back for her. As Kathy bent over to get her clothes Michael could see some of his cum leaking from her ass. He found that very erotic. Part of him from deep in his balls put deep in her shapely young body by his cock. He could feel himself starting to stiffen again. Standing up Kathy looked at him. Smiling she said “we do not have time for anything else today, I will wash my own back.” While Kathy was in the shower Michael checked the video camera. A quick look at the playback showed him that he had gotten a great record of him and Kathy fucking. He really did not think that he would need it any more. Kathy really enjoyed getting fucked. Michael did not think that her husband appreciated or took advantage of what he had. Michael sensed that Kathy would be a good lay for as long as he took care of her. Michael left the camera in the closet and went into the bathroom. Kathy shut off the water and stepped out of the shower. Michael took a towel and started to dry her off. Starting with her hair and working down. When he got to her legs Kathy lifted one so he could dry her cunt and thighs. As Michael dried her leg he buried his face in her cunt and shot his tongue between her lips licking her clit. Kathy gasped and grabbed his head to steady herself. Michael laughed and told her that that was just for her to think about until he saw her again. Kathy could feel her pussy throb from the contact of his tongue. She pushed him away gently and quietly got dressed. Kathy kissed him at the door, a long drawn out kiss. She probed his mouth with her tongue while she slid her hand around his cock and balls. When he was hard again she smiled and said that is something for you to think about until I see you again. Laughing she ran out the door. Michael took a quick shower and then decided to take a nap until Susan came home.

Read 24576 times |
Rated 92.2 % |
(129 votes)

Vote list (Close) :wendy53
: POSITIVE

Please rate this text:   

Fiction

The Lone Wolf

All of the usual disclaimers apply. This story is entirely fictional. This story contains depictions of young boys engaging in sexual acts, if you are offended or do not enjoy this subject do not read.
This story contains characters and places from “A Game of Thrones” from the series “A Song of Ice and Fire” written by George RR Martin. All places and characters contained therein are his work and belong to him.
Please do not publish this story anywhere without asking me first by emailing me at [email protected].
**************************************************************************************************
****Note From the Author****
This is my first attempt at writing my own story like this. I realy hope you enjoy it and hope to hear from my readers. Please E-mail any comments, questions, or suggestions to [email protected] and I will reply back to you asap. If I get enough feedback I am planning on continuing this story and possibly writing others. Happy reading!!!!
The Lone Wolf
Bran Stark had never felt more alone than he did now. His father was dead, and the gods
only knew about his sisters. Both of his brothers were off winning battles and bringing glory to
Winterfell and House Stark, but not him. He was Bran the broken, he was useless. After tonight
though he wouldn’t be a bother any longer, he would leave, as the castle slept. Rickon could be
Lord of Winterfell until Robb returned. After all he had Maester Luwin to guide him. There was
no place here any longer for a broken boy who had to be looked after.
Hodor entered Bran’s bed chamber just as Bran had commanded him earlier in the day.
He needed Hodor for even the simplest of tasks, the thought of it made Bran want to cry but he
would not.
“Hodor,” Hodor greeted his young Lord.
“Hello Hodor,” Bran responded in a melancholy tone. Bran was grateful for Hodor but
despised being dependent on the simple giant. Bran had Hodor pack a few things for him and
after Hodor gathered all he required it was time to dress for the journey. Bran was dressed in his
bed clothes but these would not do for the journey to come. Bran began to undress as he sat on
his bed looking down at his lifeless legs. Bran removed his night cloak revealing his naked body;
he was completely hairless from his neck all the way down his skinny body to his toes. He had a
small frame but he had tiny muscles beginning to develop on his arms, and his chest, and his
stomach. They made him look like a boy lord should. He had now grown enough so he no longer
had the look of a baby but a young boy; his eighth name day had already passed. His milky white
skin was flawless, save for a few boyish freckles that dotted his skin here and there. And there
between his legs was his manhood, well boyhood he supposed. He was quite small, only 3 inches,
nothing compared to Hodor, half giant in his manhood no different from everything else. Bran
remembered when he first saw it in the gods wood, how surprised he was to see Hodor’s giant
member swinging between his legs as he walked. It even excited him a little; he recalled
pondering what something that size would feel like inside of another human when they mated.
For a moment Bran imagined that he was the one receiving the half giant’s manhood. But he put
that thought away quickly; such thoughts were not befitting a highborn Lord, least of all a Stark
of Winterfell.
Bran always liked his body and the way he looked, with his boyish features and his
shaggy brown hair that hung down over his forehead. He didn’t receive the attention from the
girls the way Robb did but they did sometimes giggle with each other as he passed. But now
when others giggled or stared at Bran it was for a different reason.
Bran loved being naked like many boys of his age. It made him feel free and without
limits, much like he felt when he climbed, almost like a bird. And now that he couldn’t climb
being naked was the only freeing thing he had left. He didn’t mind being naked in front of
others, he had never minded. Before his accident sometimes he would run and climb the walls of
Winterfell naked on the rare occasion it was warm enough to do so.
One of his favorite things to do was climb to the top of one of Winterfell’s high deserted
towers and pleasure himself there. He would climb naked, digging his toes into the warm stones
of the tower, his sweaty body glistening in the sun as he climbed. He would begin to breathe
harder the longer he climbed, and his legs would start to burn, but that made him all the more
excited. Sometimes his manhood would become hard and erected which made the climbing
slightly more difficult, but Bran loved every second. He would have to wait until he was safe on
top of the tower to truly pleasure himself and the suspense made him that much more excited.
When he finally arrived at the top of the tower he would lay on the floor and let his
hands explore every inch of his small body. He would rub his hands over his chest and stomach
wishing it was someone else lightly massaging his body. Then he would let his hand drift down
to his small but very hard boy cock. He would pull it and flick it and stroke it for what seemed
like hours. Every stroke brought forth a soft moan from the little Lord. He didn’t have to worry
about anyone hearing him up here. Eventually he would stroke enough to make his whole body
quiver and his entire body would tighten up awaiting the moment to come. He would always
gasp and moan loudly when he finally arrived in this moment of ecstasy. He had no seed yet and
nothing came forth when it happened but it felt wonderful all the same.
On one such climb he was surprised to have a visitor in one of his believed to be secret
hideaways. His Lord Father was entertaining one of his bannermen who had brought an entire
host with him. Winterfell was full to the brim with people; Bran had never seen so many within
the walls. As Bran lay on the tower floor with his tiny cock in hand he saw another boy slightly
older climb up just as he had. Both boys were startled to find another there but began to laugh all
the same. The boy introduced himself as Colton of House Hornwood he was a nephew of Lord
Hornwood a Bannerman of the Starks, sworn to Winterfell. “Everyone calls me Colt for short my
Lord.” The boy explained to him. His 12th name day had just passed. He was slightly taller than
Bran but he had the same build. He was golden haired with a little brown mixed in. Bran
marveled at the boy but tried not to show it. Bran was awestruck by his beauty; he most admired
his deep brown eyes, and his lips that looked as soft as the softest silk. Bran lay there naked
while the boys laughed and chatted. Colton wore only his trousers and no shirt, Bran stole every
glance he could at his new mate’s bare skin. The last time he chanced a quick glance he was
caught and a smile spread across the young Colt’s face.
“I am sorry I interrupted you my Lord, allow me to help.” And with that Colt began to
remove his own trousers. Now both boys were naked with hard cocks dying for attention. Colt’s
was slightly longer than Bran’s standing at 4 inches maybe more. Then Colt began to give Bran
pleasure unlike any he had felt before. He wrapped his lips that Bran so admired around his rock
hard boyhood and began to suck and move his head up and down. He let his tongue dance
around his new mates tiny cock; licking it from balls to the very tip. Bran had never been in such
ecstasy. It did not take long for Bran’s pleasure to become too much and he shook all over and
his boyhood became soft again. Colt looked up at him and smiled his mischievous smile.
“My turn if you will my Lord.” Was all he needed say, and with that Bran wanted to
return him all the pleasure he had just received and more. Bran placed his boyish face in between
his mate’s legs just above his erected cock. The young boy engulfed the small dick and did just as
the other boy had done to him. Bran looked up into Colt’s eyes and saw the pleasure on his face.
Colt reached down and with the softest touch brushed his Lord lover’s shaggy hair away from
his face. It didn’t take long for the boy to reach orgasm and he pleaded for Bran to stop but Bran
continued despite his protests. What happened next surprised Bran. Spurt after spurt of the boy’s
seed flowed into Bran’s mouth. It was a new experience for the little Lord. It tasted salty but it
was the greatest thing he had ever tasted at the same time. Bran didn’t know what to do so he
swallowed all of it. When the boys were done they laughed together and climbed down from the
tower. The Starks and their men gathered the next day to see off their honored guests and the
two boys exchanged knowing glances with one another.
The memory made Bran’s heart flutter as he sat there on his bed naked with Hodor
looking on. His small cock began to twitch at the thought. That was one thing Bran was grateful
for, while his fall had rendered useless his lower body that was the one thing that still worked
thank the gods. He wanted to pleasure himself but he knew that there was no time tonight, there
was other business he needed to address. Bran had Hodor bring him his riding clothes and he
dressed. After he was clothed he commanded Hodor to take him down to his horse who was
saddled and ready. As they left the room Summer awakened from his sleep at the foot of Bran’s
bed and trotted along behind them.
Tonight he would leave Winterfell and go out alone. He didn’t know how he would make
it but he would try. He had grown tired of the mocking whispers and the long stares as Hodor
carried him through Winterfell’s halls. After Hodor had strapped Bran into his saddle and opened
the gate Bran rode out alone, save his direwolf which was now his only friend. Bran rode as far
as his horse would take him. He came to a forest and supposed he would stop for the night. He
figured he could mount his horse again if he pulled himself up on a tree limb. So he decided to
stop in the forest for the night.
He looked ahead and thought he saw a small pond in the woods, that would be a good
place to stop. As they approached the pond Bran noticed Summer begin to sniff the air and he
looked at him. “What is it?” he questioned his wolf. Bran strained his eyes and looked ahead;
there was someone in the water bathing. He was instantly afraid; it could be a wildling, or a
bandit, meeting men in the wild were rarely cordial encounters. He stopped his horse just behind
a thick covering of bushes and trees and looked on. There in the pool was a young man not much
older than his brother Robb. Bran guessed he must have seen no more than 25 years. The man
was naked bathing in the pool in the woods. He was alone except for his horse, tied up at the
edge of the water drinking.
Bran watched him in secret as he bathed. It was night but it was a clear night with a full
moon. As Bran looked on he could see the man in the water, his wet body shining in the
moonlight. The water came up to his waist as he stood in the pool soaking in the quiet calm
waters. Bran thought the man was very beautiful, he could think these thoughts now; he was
alone and wasn’t held to standards like before. The stranger looked to be tall, maybe not as tall as
his father but he looked like a Lord, only younger. His skin was flawless and tanned he must be
from the South, he didn’t have the rough, hardened look of the Northerners. He had a trail of
dark hair down the middle of his stomach disappearing in the water at his waist. Bran wanted to
follow the trail down farther but the glare of the moonlight on the surface prevented him from
revealing the treasures below. Bran could feel himself getting hard as he continued to watch and
imagine. He let his hand find his small cock through his trousers and explore.
The man washed himself splashing water into his face. His muscles were tight and sleek
he had the look of a great warrior. He wasn’t large like King Robert had been; he had a different
look about him, a sleeker look but just as fierce. His hair was short and dark and his face had
features of a young soldier with great pride. Bran wondered who the stranger was; he must be a
knight or a young Lord. Just then the man looked towards Bran, his gaze lingering on the brush
Bran was hidden behind. Bran ducked down as low as his horse would allow. His heart
pounded, had he seen? After a short few seconds Bran chanced another look. The man was still
in the pool; he didn’t seem to notice anything amiss. After a final splash the man began to emerge
on the bank. Bran’s heart began to race again. He was going to get to see the rest of his lusted
after stranger. The man walked out next to his horse and stood there naked in the moonlight his
wet skin shinning like a suit of armor in the sun. Bran watched as he stood there and then he
noticed something about the man that made Bran’s small cock stand up again. His manhood was
beginning to grow between his legs.
As Bran looked on the man reached down and began to stroke his increasingly large cock.
Bran estimated it stood around 6 inches, it was nothing like Hodor’s but it was the most
beautiful cock he had ever seen and he wanted to touch it, to feel it inside him more than
anything. He was entranced by it and could do nothing but lust after this stranger from afar. He
forgot about everything else in the world except for this man pleasuring himself for Bran’s
amusement.
Bran continued to watch in secret as the stranger stroked his manhood. And then the man
tensed up, his tight muscles rippled as the orgasm washed over him. Bran thought he was even
more beautiful now as he was experiencing these sensations. Bran wanted so badly to relieve
himself but he could not while still mounted on his horse. Bran peered through the thicket to
watch the man further. He trotted out of the pool. He dressed himself in fine quality traveling
clothes befitting a Lord. They looked to be elegant, dyed in the deepest black; some sigil was
sewn into the chest in pure white thread but Bran could not make it out.
“He must be a Lord,” Bran reasoned with himself. For a moment Bran considered
revealing himself to the man but though better of it. Instead he looked on as the man settled
down, lit a fire, and began to cook some kind of meat he pulled from a saddle bag that hung
from the side of his steed. As the meat roasted over the fire the scent of it filled Bran’s nose. He
was suddenly aware of how alone he was out here and how long it had been since he had last
eaten. Perhaps he was mistaken in leaving Winterfell; if there was a place for him in the world it
was there.
“Will you come and share my fire little Lord or are you contented watching me from
afar?” The stranger’s voice startled Bran. He waited motionless on the back of his horse. A
thousand thousand thoughts rushed through his head. How had he seen? How long had he
known he was being watched? With all the courage he could muster Bran led his horse forward,
his direwolf trotting along behind. Bran approached the man on horseback until he was
illuminated by the fire light.
He could now make out the sigil on the man’s chest. Two crossed swords underneath a
storm cloud, with a bolt of lightning striking where the two swords crossed. Bran knew it well,
the sigil of House Brighton. They were one of the great houses no different from the Starks, but
they were often overlooked by the people of the seven kingdoms. House Brighton held no
loyalties to other houses, or the crown for that matter. They rarely interfered with matters that
did not directly concern their house. It was as if they were completely separate from the other
people of Westeros although they lived among them. Their seat was Castle Stormshield that lay
to the South of Winterfell. It was South of the neck and was settled just West of the Vale of
Arryn. The Brightons held the little land that surrounded their castle. They had few people in
their service but their glory was legend.
They were self sufficient, relying only upon their own lands and people. They had never
been conquered, never bowed to a King or a Lord, not even the mighty Targaryen dynasty stood
against them. Few were ever concerned enough to rise against them, there was little to be gained
from opposing the Brightons but there was much to lose. Castle Stormshield was said to be
almost as impenetrable as the Eyrie and their soldiers were ten times as fierce. The few times
anyone was foolish enough to take up arms against House Brighton they sustained losses great
enough to abandon their conquest.
Old Nan had told Bran many stories about House Brighton and their fierce albeit small
armies. They marched in all black armor so dark that it drew the light from the battlefield and
struck fear into the hearts of their enemies.
“When a host of Brighton soldiers gather it looks as if a great storm gathers to march
against its enemies,” Old Nan once told him.
The soldiers of House Brighton were said to be the finest swordsmen in Westeros. Old
Nan told Bran that a knight in the service of House Brighton could defeat 50 knights of any
other house in sword combat, but he wasn’t sure that was entirely true.
Perhaps some of the most famous stories about House Brighton were the ones about the
son of Lord Brighton; those had always been Bran’s favorite. There was one instance in which
the Brightons rode out from their castle in force and joined the cause of their fellow houses,
during Robert’s Rebellion. The Brighton’s joined Roberts cause and sought to overthrow the
Mad King. Their forces were led by the very young son of Lord Brighton himself. He was
scarcely older than Bran was now, a boy of 12 leading an army to war. He had prodigious skill in
sword play and was a gifted soldier and so his Lord father allowed his only son to lead their
armies to war. The boy did well for himself in battle; his enemies named him the Stormsword
because he struck as quick as a bolt of lightning and overtook his enemies like a great swift
storm. It was said that his skill in the field nearly matched that of King Robert and Lord Eddard
and the rest of the great heroes and that he killed enough men to fill the narrow sea with their
blood. He carried two Valyrian steel swords into battle, and wielded them with deadly precision.
His skill in battle had people saying that he couldn’t be killed, that he was a chosen hero of the
gods. These stories helped inspire Bran to become a great knight when he heard them.
And here he was, in front of a soldier of Castle Stormshield a broken cripple who could
not even mount a horse properly. Bran looked directly into the man’s eyes; they were a grayish
blue, somehow when he looked into them he felt less alone and less like Bran the broken. To
Bran’s surprise Summer was nuzzled up next to the stranger, none of the Stark children’s
direwolves took to strangers this quickly. Summer was usually very protective of Bran; he didn’t
know what to make of this.
“How long were you planning on watching me in those bushes Lord Stark?” the man
asked.
“I’m sorry, I was scared and…How do you know who I am? Bran asked perplexed.
The man began to laugh. “You are Bran Stark of Winterfell, any fool could see that. Few
men travel with a direwolf at their side, you must be a Stark. I know you aren’t Robb Stark I saw
him less than a fortnight ago leading a host South. That only leaves Bran and Rickon, I assume
you are Bran?”
“I am.” Bran answered his question. Bran prepared to ask for the stranger’s name when
Summer raised his head and sniffed the air. He rose to his feet and began to growl. Suddenly, a
group of men appeared in the clearing. Bran counted at least six. They were dressed in ragged
clothes and were very dirty; one of the men was dressed in the black as the men of the Nights
Watch. “They must be wildlings,” Bran thought to himself. His last encounter with the wild men
had not gone well.
“We saw your fire and thought we might come and see what we could find.” The man in
the black said with a grim smile that showed the few teeth he had in his mouth. The rest of his
company chuckled along with him.
“I can assure you the only thing you will find here is death.” The Stormshield warrior
warned them.
“Bold words, maybe the southerner thinks he is above us boys. Let’s fuck his young mate
to teach him some respect, he is awfully pretty.”
“For that you will pay with your life.” Was all the man said as he sprang to his feet.
Summer was first to charge, overtaking the first man he encountered driving him to the dirt.
Screams of terror and the smell of blood filled the calm night air. When Bran looked back to the
stranger he was retrieving his sword from his scabbard that lay on the ground next to him. When
the man arose Bran noted that he was armed with not one but two swords. The blades shined the
deepest black. Bran immediately recognized them as Valyrian steel.
“He could not be,” Bran thought to himself.
Summer had finished off his first victim and was charging a second. The remaining four
men had drawn their swords and were approaching Bran’s mount. They were met by the warrior
before they could reach him. The first wildling swung wildly at the warrior. The man sidestepped
the strike with the grace of a dancer, and with his first sword cut the sword hand from the
wildling’s arm; with his second he sliced his leg open. The wildling was on his knees in front of
the gallant warrior screaming in agony clutching the stump that was once his hand. The Lord
placed both his swords crossed in front of his enemy’s neck and with a swift motion cut his
throat. A spray of blood gushed from the wound. Some of it splattered in Bran’s face and on his
clothes as he fought to steady his horse. The remaining three combatants looked startled at the
ease with which their companion was slaughtered. They charged together. The first strike came
from the deserter; the warrior swept the blow away with one of his swords. He deflected it with
such force that it struck one of the wildlings knocking him to the ground. The soldier seized this
opportunity and drove his sword into the downed man’s chest all the way through to the ground.
With his remaining sword he attacked the remaining wildling. He struck him so swiftly Bran
barely saw the blow fall. Bran did notice however the gash across the man’s chest from
underneath his left arm to half way across his chest, a river of blood flowed from the wound.
There was only one man left standing, the deserter from the Nights Watch. His grim confident
look had faded from his face, replaced by a look of pure terror. He made a desperate attempt to
strike the warrior but was deterred. The Lord deflected the blow and disarmed the man. He
begged for life on his knees in front of his conqueror.
“Please my lord, spare my life, and I am yours.”
“I told you the price was death.” The victor stuck him with a downward strike with such
force that it nearly cleaved the man’s head into two pieces. And with that it was finished.
Summer stood beside him, his face covered with blood. Six men were dead, killed by a wolf and
one man. Bran had never seen such a victory, the man killed with such grace and precision. The
man retrieved the sword he had driven into the wildling’s chest during the battle. Bran sat upon
his horse, unmoving and silent as he watched his hero drag the bodies from the camp.
When he returned he gazed deep into Bran’s eyes. Neither spoke a word; the only noises
that were heard came from summer licking the blood from her face lying in the grass. The man
began to untie Bran from his saddle and lifted him from his horse. He was not a large man but
the strength of his grasp was surprising to Bran. He cradled Bran in his arms never breaking eye
contact. Bran wrapped his hands around his new friend’s neck as he carried him to the edge of
the water. “We’ll need to clean you up,” was all he said. He lay Bran down at the pool and knelt
over him. With the gentlest of touches he began to remove Bran’s clothes until he lay naked in
the grass. Then he undressed himself and Bran saw the object of his affection up close, the naked
body and six inch cock he had watched from afar in secret. Bran sat up and the man cradled him
once again their naked bodies in contact with one another. The feeling of being carried in the
hero’s arms, feeling his small body pressed against his naked flesh, looking into his grey blue
eyes; all of these things made Bran tremble with excitement. He felt safe and at home here. He
hadn’t felt this way since his body was broken after falling from that tower.
Bran’s protector wadded into the water with Bran in his arms. Surprisingly the water was
warm against Bran’s skin. The man resituated Bran in his arms so that they were face to face and
Bran’s legs hung to the sides of the man drifting in the water. Bran wrapped his hands around his
neck and pulled himself in closer; it made him feel better to be closer to his new friend. The man
cupped water in his hands and washed the blood from Bran’s face. Bran was suddenly aware of
how hard he had become. His tiny cock was as hard as it could be. He had wanted to relieve
himself even before he had left Winterfell but had never had an opportunity. His cock brushed
up against the body of his gallant knight. The sensation sent chills up Bran’s body. Bran began to
rock his hips back and forth in his hero’s arms; each time his cock brushing up against his body. It
didn’t take long until Bran felt an overwhelming sensation overtake him. His orgasm was as
powerful as any he had ever felt. He felt it throughout his entire body, even in his toes, which
shocked Bran more than anything. He could feel nothing down there, not anymore.
Bran awakened from his trance and looked at the face of his friend; he was more
beautiful now than Bran had thought before. The man reached forward and swept Bran’s shaggy
brown hair from his forehead and smiled at the little Lord. He carried him out of the water back
up to the camp. He wrapped Bran in one of his own cloaks and sat him beside the fire.
“You’re the Stormsword.” Bran spoke as calmly as he could.
“I am Lord Lucas Brighton heir to Stormshield,” the man replied. “But many call me the
Stormsword, you’ve heard the stories I take it.” He added with a sly smile at the young boy.
“But you my young friend can call me Luke.”
“You’re the most gifted swordsman that’s ever lived. I’ve never seen such skill with a
blade. I wanted to be a great warrior just like you.” Bran told him, his eyes sparkling with
delight. “But I’m sure you’ve noticed that’s impossible now.” Bran added as he looked down at
his lifeless legs.
“Gifted? The power to kill is not a gift it is a curse. Each man I kill raises five more that
would see me dead. This is my burden to bear, my “gift” from the gods.” He spoke calmly but
with a sadness in his voice that Bran was all too familiar with.
“I thank you for saving me Lord Lucas. Ask of me what you will and if it be in my power
to give it, it is yours.”
“Just Luke if you will little Lord. And I would ask what you are doing alone at night time
outside the walls of Winterfell.” Luke said smiling warmly at his young friend.
“Just Bran if you will Luke, and I left Winterfell in the night. I should ask you the same.
What are you doing this far to the north all alone?” Bran retorted.
“Sometimes I like to venture out alone and see the world. It makes me feel alive.”
Bran liked that answer well enough. He smiled up at his protector and new friend. When
he looked at him he felt alive again. He had been dying on the inside ever since his fall and
meeting his hero had given him his life back. He was grateful he had left Winterfell; the gods had
arranged this chance meeting in the wild. It had helped him realize that his place was Winterfell.
But more than anything Bran was glad that he had stumbled upon Luke and they had become
friends. He still wasn’t sure what their connection was but Bran had never felt this strongly about
anyone before. His place may have been inside of Winterfell’s great halls but he never wanted his
friend to leave him. Everyone else had left him and none had come back, his father, Robb, Jon,
Sansa, Arya, even his mother had gone. He would not lose another, nearly everyone he had loved
had left him he would not lose his newest love. Suddenly Bran realized his strong feelings for his
mighty hero. He loved him; he must love him how else could he explain what he felt.
“Will you return to Winterfell with me?” Bran asked looking desperately into his new
love’s eyes.
“I will see you safely back to Winterfell. I welcome the adventure; I have never seen the
great northern halls in person.” Luke answered.
“How long will you stay?” Bran asked him next.
Luke looked down at the boy and brushed Bran’s hair from his forehead affectionately.
“We will see, we leave on the morrow, tonight we’ll sleep here.”
Luke knelt down and scooped Bran up in his arms and carried him to the tent they would
share for the night. As they were walking to the tent Bran rested his head on Luke’s chest and
listen to the steady beating of his heart. As they lay down for the night Bran slid himself as close
to his hero as he could, pressing his back against his chest. Bran felt warm and secure being so
close to his love. Slowly, Luke wrapped his arm around Bran and pulled him into a tight embrace.
As he drifted off to sleep Bran could feel his lover’s manhood harden underneath his trousers
and press against him.

Read 35010 times |
Rated 89 % |
(82 votes)

Vote list (Close) :TB15
: POSITIVE

Please rate this text:   

Fiction

Morning Bells (Part Four: Chicago)

Hey I’m sorry if it took so long to come out with this chapter i actually stayed up last night and spent about 6 hours writing it so i hope everyone enjoys, if you have any questions or ideas please let me know i try to reply to all the comments i get. Thank you to all the readers that continue to follow the story!

Fiction

JAKOB AND JESSIE–PART 3

Dedicated to my sexy friend Katie– I’d love to fuck you. Maybe some day I will>
Chapter 1
The incident with Jessie’s father behind them, Jakob and Jessie returned to Town Hall to find the license bureau closed for the day. Interviews with the police had taken more than two hours so Jessie’s father had delayed them, but only for twenty-four hours. After exams the next day they returned and walked up the steps hand in hand. Half way up the stairs Jakob turned and looked back just to make sure there was nothing else to get in their way. They completed the forms, paid the fee and walked out ready to set the date. They were due to graduate on Friday night, June 15th so they decided to make it a day to remember—they’d wed in a civil ceremony at Town Hall in the afternoon. Jessie asked Denise to be her maid of honor. Jakob’s dad agreed to serve as best man. The hardest part turned out to be the selection of rings, for which they had to go to the nearest city. Eventually they decided on matching white gold bands, hers with a row of small diamonds.
Now they turned to the next priority. The Webster farm house hadn’t been used for several years. The refrigerator was old; the washing machine rusty, and the water heater much too small. Worst of all, there was no shower in the bathroom. Jakob figured a way to run some water lines from the kitchen sink outside where he was able to install shower valves. He then dug a hole about four feet deep to install a dry well of concrete blocks. It was very hot work so Jakob removed his shirt. When Jessie came to help him by passing him the blocks she was soon covered in sweat, too. She figured if Jakob could work shirtless why couldn’t she? She took off her shirt and bra, exposing her 34D breasts. Jakob couldn’t resist. Every time she leaned forward to pass him a block he leaned up to lick and suck on a delicious nipple.
“If you do that every time we’ll never get done.”
“Sure we will, it’ll just take a bit longer but it’ll be a hell of a lot more fun.”
“Yeah,” she gasped as Jakob locked on to a nipple again, “but more fun will mean less work. I’ll give you plenty of fun after—I promise.”
Jakob finished the placement of the blocks then concreted them in place. The next morning he fitted a pre-formed shower floor—four by four—on top of the blocks, held in place by more concrete. He finished it off with some five foot high wooden fence panels for privacy and replaced the hot water tank with a bigger more efficient one. When he showed the final product to Jessie she couldn’t wait to try it out. She ripped off her clothes and turned on the water. When it was warm she wiggled her finger inviting Jakob to join her. They soaped each other, laughing at how they slid against one another. Jessie initiated a kiss then offered him one of her nipples. He suckled for several minutes while Jessie purred like a kitten in contentment. Jessie had just started to stroke Jakob’s cock when he said, ”Damn, I have to pee.”
“Go ahead, “said Jessie kneeling. “Put it on my breasts.”
Jakob just looked at her. “Are you sure?”
“Why not? It’s just a part of you and I love all of you, so go ahead.” Jakob was hesitant but Jessie insisted so he stood with his back to the shower and directed his stream to Jessie’s chest. The hot piss splattered between her firm breasts as Jessie rubbed the yellow fluid all over her breasts and abdomen. When Jakob had emptied his bladder Jessie crawled forward to take him into her mouth. True to her word she had practiced sucking him every morning. She could now get just over seven inches into her mouth—a couple more inches in her throat would complete the job. Using her mouth like her cunt she moved up and down his shaft. Jakob arched his back as his pleasure grew. He started to fuck her mouth, grabbing her head for leverage and control. Faster and faster Jakob moved until he started to cum, but instead of swallowing it Jessie directed it all over her chest, rubbing it into her skin. “I’ve heard this is better than body butter!”
“I think you just made that up,” Jakob laughed as he pulled her up for a kiss. They got cleaned up just as the water turned cool. That’s when Jessie realized they had no towels. Naked and wet, they entered the kitchen and had just stepped into the living room when they saw Jessie’s mom at the screened front door.
“Oh, dear! I guess I’ll have to phone ahead from now on,” she exclaimed. Jakob hurried down the hall and returned with a towel for Jessie, another wrapped around his waist. Mrs. Holmes looked around at the shabby furnishings. “Don’t you think you’d be happier living at home?”
“No, Mom. This is my home. Everything I want and need is here,” she stated as she took Jakob’s hand. “Why don’t you have a seat while we dress?”
Mrs. Holmes looked around trying to find the least offensive piece of furniture. She eventually settled on a straight wooden chair. Even that creaked as she sat. A few moments later the lovers returned wearing robes, but nothing else. Mrs. Holmes knew they’d have a fucking good time as soon as she left. They talked about the incident with Jessie’s father. “I can’t believe that my father would do such a thing. It’s a miracle Jakob wasn’t hurt, or worse.” Mrs. Holmes squirmed uncomfortably in her seat. Finally, she spoke. “I’ve prayed for a long time that I’d never have to tell you this.” She paused before continuing. “Howard Holmes… is not your biological father. I was young and pregnant when I met Howard. He was charming and sympathetic. I was thrilled when he asked me to marry him. Little did I know that he would use it as leverage against me for the rest of my life. His treatment of you and Jakob the other night, though, was the final straw. I could take no more so I threw him out. It’s funny, actually. I wound up as the one with all the money…the house…everything I inherited from my parents. Howard is basically a failure. He used me to get status and respectability, but he never let me forget how he ‘saved’ me from disgrace. What a loser! I’m glad to be done with him. I’m so thankful neither of you was hurt. I knew he was vindictive but I never thought….”
“I’m speechless, Mom. I don’t know what to say.”
“You don’t have to say anything. I’m the one who has to explain. I was pretty wild when I was younger. I didn’t even know who the father was when I learned I was pregnant. I was just thankful I never contracted HIV. Becoming pregnant with you shook me up…straightened me out. I resolved to be the best mother ever. Unfortunately, I wound up married to a sadistic control freak.”
Jessie just sat there. Jakob reached out for her hand. When he took it she looked at him and smiled. She snuggled closer to him and pulled his arm around her. Her mother continued, “We really must do something about this dreadful place. How can you actually sit on that horrible couch?”
“ It’s not so bad, Mom. It’s kinda worn but it is comfortable—a lot more comfortable than our bed.” She and Jakob laughed. “We wake up every morning aching from all the lumps, but I have it all worked out—I just sleep on Jakob. Either that or we make love all night and sleep on the couch during the day. Ha ha ha.” Even Mom had to laugh at that one.
Finally, Jessie’s mother got down to the real reason for her visit. “Jessie, I’m afraid you’re rushing into this marriage. I’d rather you wait until after college. There are so many things that could happen between now and then.”
“Mom, when Jakob asked me to marry him he wanted to wait and I thought it was a good idea, too. But as I spent more and more time with him I’ve changed my mind. I’m the one who asked to get married now. The situation with Daddy, I mean Howard, helped clarify things for me but all I knew is that I never wanted to be away from Jakob for even a single day or night. We can’t make love enough, not because we’re so horny—but because it makes us closer and closer to each other. Does that make any sense to you?”
“Yes, dear, it’s how I always envisioned love. Unfortunately, it never happened that way for me. I’m thrilled it’s happened for you.” Mrs. Holmes rose and walked to the door. “You’re very lucky…both of you. I envy you.” She turned and strode out the door.
Chapter 2
Jessie turned up to Jakob. “I need you now… more than ever before.” Jakob rose, picked her up and carried her to bed. He lay her down tenderly, removing her robe, revealing her lush young body. Just the sight of her was enough to cause a huge tent in his robe. Playfully Jessie pulled at his robe; Jakob allowed it to fall to the floor. He lay next to Jessie cradling her head in his arm. He kissed her cheek and ear. When she started to cry he pulled her close to him and held her in a protective embrace. He kissed the tears from her cheeks until she whispered, “Take me now, jakob. Make us one. I love you. I love you.”
Jakob rolled above her. He rubbed her slit with his hard erection, moistening her with his pre-cum. Slowly he moved his hips forward to penetrate her torrid tunnel. Jessie reached up to hold his head, pulling it down so they could kiss—a long passionate kiss with tongues intertwined moving between their mouths. They started to move together, forcing Jakob’s long hard cock deep into Jessie, making them one in body and spirit. “This is the only time,” Jessie whispered to him, “the only time I feel like a complete person…a complete woman. If I could I’d make love to you non-stop—all day and all night.”
“I know how you feel,” replied Jakob. “This is something I can’t get enough of, and not just because I want to cum. I don’t really care if I do or not. Just being connected to you—it’s an incredible feeling.”
“So you don’t want to cum, eh?” Jessie threw her hips up with great force increasing her speed and intensity. “I’ll get your cum. Flood me with it. Let it run out of my pussy all over me. Come on, give it to me.” Jessie was humping madly, so fast and so hard Jakob could hardly keep up. When Jessie squeezed her pussy muscles it was all he could stand. He felt a rumbling churning up from his balls, through his cock, erupting violently into Jessie. He fell spent on top of her then rolled onto his side holding her.
They lay there for some time. Jessie spoke first, “You’re concerned about the peeing, aren’t you?”
“Yes, I’m not sure I understand why you’d wanted me to do it.”
“Remember when I told you yours was the first penis I had ever seen, let alone touched or licked? I grew up in a very restrictive home, mostly because of my…father, who you know is a complete control freak. Now that I am free of him I want to experiment, just like anal—which I loved, by the way, and would like to have often—if I don’t try things how will I know if I like them?”
“Did you like me peeing on you; it seemed weird.”
“I enjoyed the warmth of it and knowing it was part of you. I wouldn’t want to do it every day, but once in a while would be OK.”
“Do you want to pee on me?”
“Hmmm, I might if you’d promise to eat me out after…you know, just like I did with you.”
“Damn, Jessie, you know I’ll do that to you anytime. You don’t have to pee on me first. But, let me think about it. Now that you’ve explained how you feel about it the idea doesn’t seem so strange.”
“Well, I see I got my wish.”
“Huh?”
“I’m leaking cum all over my thighs. C’mon, lover, let’s take a shower.” They raced to the outdoor shower, this time remembering towels and to close the front door. Jakob turned on and adjusted the water. Jessie showed him the shaving soap and razor she had placed by the back door. “I have to shave my pussy so it’ll be nice and smooth for you. Hmmm, want to do it for me?”
“Really? You want me to? You’ll have to show me what to do.”
“OK, first of all you know how to shave. It’s the same thing, just lower, and, of course, my skin is really tender there.” So Jakob shook the can and placed some foamy soap in his hand. He rubbed the soap all around Jessie’s pussy. “I like this part.” Jessie playfully smacked him on the head. “You seem to like everything about it, don’t you?”
“Of course. You’re beautiful, you’ve got a fantastic body, and I love you…Umm, put that last part first.” He looked up just in time to receive a quick kiss from Jessie. Now he took the razor and carefully stroked it across her abdomen. Once the soap was mostly removed he made several vertical strokes, clearing up any stubble along the sides of her labia and her thighs. Finally, he rinsed her and kissed her newly bald vulva. Jessie took the razor and can of shaving cream and was about to put it back when she turned with a sly smile on her face.
“Oh, Jakob,” she said as she knelt, “I want to shave you now.”
“Uh…I don’t know. I wouldn’t want to have an accident. Just what do you plan to shave, anyway?”
“I think I’d like to shave your scrotum. Then I could suck on your balls without getting hair in my mouth. The guys in porn always seem to like that. And, maybe, just a little bit around your cock so when I get it all in my mouth it won’t be all hairy. Don’t worry, you can trust me. I love that thing as much as you do. I won’t let anything happen to it.”
Reluctantly, Jakob allowed himself to be led to the center of the shower. Jessie carefully applied the shaving cream and started to shave him. “I can’t look,” complained Jakob.
“You can be such a sissy. Don’t worry you’ll get your reward when I’m finished.” Slowly, carefully she removed all the soap and hair from his balls. After a quick touch-up she now moved to just around Jakob’s cock. “Oh, God, Please be careful,” he begged her, half in jest, half in mortal fear. Jessie just laughed, applied the razor and was done in a moment. She rinsed him and got to work. She licked his scrotum and sucked one of his testicles into her mouth. “Oh, fuck!” exclaimed Jakob. “That is so unbelievable.”
Jessie smiled, released the testicle and attacked his cock, which by now had grown to its maximum length and girth. Slowly Jessie swallowed his massive organ. She did not stop until her lips touched the newly shaven skin of his abdomen. She looked up at Jakob and winked before backing off, keeping just the tip in her mouth. Again she completely swallowed him, an action she repeated again and again. Jakob was getting weak in the knees. This would be the third time in just over an hour. He was ready to collapse from sexual euphoria when he felt his orgasm begin, his sperm-laden semen jetting from his cock into Jessie’s throat. “I told you there would be a reward, didn’t I?”
Jakob pulled Jessie up for a kiss then knelt beneath her. She knew what he wanted so she straddled him and peed, her urine trickling down onto his chest. When she had finished he kept his promise. He was in perfect position to lick her sweet pussy. Holding the cheeks of her tight ass, Jakob applied his tongue to her labia, licking a broad stroke up and down her cunt. Jessie was leaking juice now, as well as his residual cum, and Jakob slurped it up greedily. Now he narrowed his tongue so he could push it easily into her hole. In and out, and on every circuit a quick lick of Jessie’s clit. Jakob slipped a finger in with his tongue. Then he slid it into Jessie’s ass. “Oh, I was hoping you’d do that. Let’s go in so you can fuck my ass. C’mon. I need it now.” They dried themselves and rushed to the bedroom. Jessie knelt at the edge of the bed, her ass in the air. Jakob lubed several fingers and inserted them into her ass to relax her muscles in preparation for his cock. After a few minutes he lubed the huge cock and pushed some into Jessie’s butt. He pressed the tip of his of his dick against her ass. Jessie pushed back. Slowly the big cock made its way past her sphincter into her rectum. The head made an audible “pop” when it had progressed past the sphincter. The pressure on her anus and its multitude of nerve endings was intense and extremely pleasurable. She moaned, showing her approval of Jakob’s efforts. Jakob started moving, pushing himself all the way into Jessie’s bowel before pulling back. He repeated faster and harder. When he inserted two fingers into Jessie’s tight cunt he fucked both orifices in rhythm. Then he rubbed her clit with his other hand it was more—much more—than Jessie could stand. She had an orgasm to die for. She completely lost control over her body for almost a minute s she collapsed onto the bed and passed out. Jakob revived her, his hard cock still in her ass. “Don’t take it out…not yet. It feels so good. I love the way it makes me feel.” In time Jakob’s erection faded, and when it did, it popped out. Jakob lay next to his future wife. “I still think peeing on each other is strange, but if you want it I guess it’s OK.”
“How many times did we make love today?”
“I don’t know, I lost count and can’t remember. Not enough, though. I could never get enough of you.”
Chapter 3
Jakob and Jessie stayed busy fixing up the house. Jakob’s parents gave them new kitchen appliances as a wedding present and jessie’s mother gave them a new couch and chair for the living room. Jakob bought a new bed. They decided on a queen—big enough to sleep in but not so big that they’d get lost in it. They also bought a new flat TV, much bigger than their old set. Their house was now their home. Exams ended; they woke from their first night in their new bed just in time to attend graduation rehearsal. Considering all the screw-ups they were done in just over two and a half hours. “Let’s go into town,” suggested Jessie.
“Why?”
“I’d like to go to the park. I’ve always enjoyed sitting there looking at the pond. It’s so peaceful there.” That’s all Jessie had to say. They jumped into the truck, kissed each other briefly, and drove off. Like many southern towns, theirs consisted of a single street with the Town Hall and stores on one side and a park on the other. Behind the memorial for World Wars I and II was a path running around a small pond. There were trees and benches facing the pond, away from the street. Once Jakob parked Jessie led him to a bench under a spreading live oak. When she was seated she looked around and, seeing that they were pretty much alone, opened Jakob’s belt. “Jessie, what are you doing? We’ll get into trouble.”
“No, we won’t. It was such a turn on when I jerked you off on the bus to Orlando, worrying whether we’d get caught. Just think what it’ll be like fucking here—in the park, in public. What a rush!”
“I don’t think it’s a good idea. Someone will see you moving on me, for sure.”
“Ah, but I don’t plan on moving so there’ll be nothing to see. Just watch.” Jessie carefully removed Jakob’s hard cock from his pants. She stroked it several times to harden it further. Then she sat in Jakob’s lap. She was wearing no panties or thong so she simply eased Jakob into her. Jessie closed her eyes so the only sensation she was experiencing was the penetration of her cunt by Jakob’s erection. Jakob thought her tunnel even hotter than usual while Jessie savored the heat emanating from Jakob’s cock. True to her word Jessie did not move. Instead she flexed and relaxed her vaginal muscles. She must have been practicing every spare minute because she was able to do it rapidly and with strength enough to squeeze Jakob’s cock forcefully. The effect of these contractions was very similar to regular sex. It was extremely enjoyable for both of them.
“Oh shit,” Jakob said. “Here comes a cop. We’re in for it now.”
“Nonsense,” replied Jessie. “Leave this to me.”
“She leaned back putting her arm around Jakob’s neck. She tousled his hair before saying, “Good morning, Officer.”
“Good morning, shouldn’t you kids be in school?”
“No, we’re excused,” replied Jessie. “We just had to go to graduation practice and we have the rest of the day free. We graduate tomorrow AND we’re getting married right there in Town Hall tomorrow afternoon.”
“Really? Well, isn’t that nice for both of you. I’d like to chat but I must be on my way. Enjoy your day.”
Jakob breathed easier once the policeman had walked on. “Why’d you start a conversation? I was close to cumming. Everything would have been a real mess if I’d done it while he was here.”
“I think it’s going to be a real mess either way. I’m so turned on I’m leaking big time. Let’s see what we can do here. She continued her flexing, but this time Jakob slipped his hand under Jessie’s skirt. He rubbed and pinched her clit while she was working his cock. They almost had a problem when an elderly couple strolled past and Jakob was groaning away, but they must have been hard of hearing because they never batted an eye. Jakob bucked as he deposited five long thick ropes of semen into Jessie: almost simultaneously she came, her orgasmic motions spreading Jakob’s cum all over his pants. Jessie had been right. They were a big mess. Slowly, the walked from the park, Jakob with a huge cum stain covering his abdomen, Jessie with cum dripping and running down her legs. When they got to the truck Jessie reached up to kiss him. “Thanks, Jakob,that was such fun.”
“Oh, yeah? I guess you didn’t see that cop wink at me. I don’t think he was fooled at all.”
Jessie spun around. “You’re kidding, aren’t you? Oh God, we could have been arrested.”
“Maybe, but what could anyone see, only a beautiful woman sitting in her fiance’s lap? That old couple was a bigger concern. I was shaking like a leaf I was cumming so hard and you weren’t much better. I guess you’re right—it was a blast! Just like every other time we make love.” They laughed as the drove home to make use once again of their new shower.
Jakob parked around back so they could head right for the shower. Jessie had stored a few towels in an old cabinet they placed near the shower. They cavorted under the hot water soaping each other—Jakob paying special attention to Jessie’s magnificent breasts; Jessie massaging soap into jakob’s balls.
Suddenly Jessie stopped. “What’s wrong, Jess?” Jakob asked.
“Nothing,” his wife-to-be replied. “I was just thinking. This soap is pretty slippery stuff. I want to try something, OK?” Jessie rubbed the soap between her hands, working up a lather. One hand she applied to jakob’s cock, the other she ran into her asshole. She bent over clutching her ankles with her hands. “Surely you don’t need an invitation. Put it in me; put it in my ass.” Jakob put one hand on Jessie’s hip, the other he used to push his cock into Jessie’s ass. The soapy water was really slick. Once he gained a beach head into her ass his cock slipped easily into her butt. Jessie’s ass seemed especially tight this afternoon. It clamped onto his cock, squeezing and compressing it while he moved in and out. He reached around her to tease her clit. The friction was incredible despite the lubricating soap. Jakob could not stand it a second longer. “Unghhh, unghhh, unghh,” he could barely speak as he shot his creamy cum deep into Jessie’s rectum. To Jessie the feeling was equally intense. She felt totally filled by Jakob’s cock. She responded when Jakob ran his finger up and down over her clit with one of her biggest orgasms ever. She would have collapsed onto the shower floor had jakob not caught her, his cock still buried deep into her ass. They went inside and slept through dinner, through the night, waking only when the sun rose, shining through the window, around six a.m.
Chapter 4
Jessie opened her eyes to find Jakob leaning on one arm, gazing into her face. “Is it morning?” she asked.
“Yes, it’s our morning. How should we start it?”
“Silly boy, you know exactly how I want to start it—the same way I want to start every morning—with you inside me. Lie back and let me mount you. I feel like riding you this morning, OK?”
Jakob rolled over on his back exposing his huge erection. “What do you think?” he laughed. Jessie joined him for a few seconds before getting down to business. She rose onto her knees, stroked him several times before lowering her head onto and over him. Jessie wrapped her luscious lips around the cock she loved so much and took the entire tool into her throat. She waited there for a few seconds before pulling off. She repeated for several minutes noticing Jakob had closed his eyes and was breathing in shallow pants. “Oh, Jessie, if I could only tell you how great that feels. It’s heavenly, almost as heavenly as your wonderful pussy. Oh, Jessie, fuck me, please! I do so want to be in you.”
Jessie lowered herself slowly onto Jakob’s steel tool. Now it was her turn to feel ecstasy as Jakob filled her cunt to the breaking point. The stretching of her vaginal walls sent jolts of sexual electricity through her body. She would have had difficulty explaining exactly what she felt, she only knew it was the most satisfying feeling she had ever known. Jessie rocked forward grinding her clit into Jakob. He reached up to cup her breasts, rolling her nipples—making them harden under his touch. He leaned forward to suckle her, evoking a mild gasp from her lips. Jessie arched her back as the sensations in her clit intensified and spread throughout her body. Jakob was sharing her experiences. He could feel his balls tighten as his baby-making juice was forced up through his cock into Jessie, flooding her womb with sperm. Jessie reacted to his raging motions with convulsions of her own. Spasms of deep passionate pleasure wracked her body. She had never felt such a wave of total all encompassing pleasure. She fell into Jakob’s arms. “I love you, Jakob. I love you more than life itself.”
“Jessie, you are everything to me. I don’t know how I existed without you.” They held each other for a long, long time.
Eventually hunger drove them from the bed. Jessie went to the bathroom to wash her abdomen and thighs. She’d have a full shower later. Jakob went to the kitchen to start coffee and prep some eggs for scrambling. He had just broken his last egg when his cell phone rang. The conversation was one-sided. Jakob mostly listened to the caller. When he hung up there was a look of determination on his face. Jessie appeared a moment later fully dressed, ready to go to the hairdresser. Jakob thought she looked perfect as she was. After breakfast Jessie drove to town and Jakob went out to the barn looking for a particular tool he had seen the other day. He found it leaning against the barn wall. He took it to the grinder, sharpening it to a razor edge. The tip of the blade, normally dull, was honed to a sharp penetrating point. Jakob held the handle and took several quick swipes. Yes, the tool would work exactly as he had envisioned. He took it into the bedroom and slid it under the bed, hidden by the bed skirt. He returned to the kitchen to clean the breakfast mess and wait for Jessie’s return.
At 1:30 Jakob and Jessie were dressed for their ceremony. Jakob wore a blue blazer, a white button down shirt with a blue paisley tie, gray slacks, socks and penny loafers. Jessie was exquisite in an emerald green dress that exactly matched her eyes, light tan 4-inch heels and, of course, no panties. They got into the truck and drove to town, finding a parking spot just across from Town Hall. The other members of their party were already there on sidewalk. Together they walked in and discovered they would have to wait for one other couple. When it was their turn they gripped each other’s hand a little tighter. When the Justice started his spiel Jakob spoke up, “We have our own vows if that’s OK with you.”
“Of course,” he replied.
Jakob went first,”Jessie, I was nothing until I met you and I’m still nothing without you. You make me complete. Your love is the driving force in my life. I love you more than life itself. I pledge that I will spend the rest of my days loving you and caring for you. Will you marry me?”
Jessie’s turn, “I will, with all my heart. Jakob, I cannot believe the joy you have brought into my life. I look forward to every day with you. I could never imagine being without you. I love you with all my being, with every fiber in my body. I cannot conceive living without you. Will you marry me?”
“I will”
Jakob’s father produced the rings and they said the traditional, “With this ring I thee wed.” And it was done. Jakob and Jessie were married. They went to the Johannson farm for a brief reception and dinner before they had to leave for their graduation. Like most such ceremonies it was too long and too boring. They returned their caps and gowns, picked up their diplomas, hugged each other and headed home, exhausted from their long emotional day.
Once home, Jessie turned to him, ”I think we should consummate our marriage, don’t you ?”
“Oh yes, consummating is number one on my list of priorities—just like every other day.” They laughed as they came together in a long embrace. Jessie tiptoed up for a kiss deep with desire and need. She led him to the bedroom. Jessie removed his tie and opened his shirt, kissing his chest and biting his nipple. She dropped his pants and boxers; he stepped out of them, his erection pointing skyward. Jakob turned Jessie around kissing her neck as he lowered her zipper so she could step out of her dress. She was wearing a bra, but nothing else. That she dropped on the floor also, freeing her breasts for her lover—her husband. They embraced flesh on flesh joining them together as they fell onto the bed. Jessie spun around putting them into the 69 position. She engulfed Jakob’s cock in her hot mouth. She licked his shaft and all around the head, driving Jakob wild with desire. Jakob was doing his share. He licked Jessie’s labia before pushing his tongue deep into her hot wet tunnel. He shifted his attention to her swollen clit, licking it all over before pulling it into his mouth, sucking it between his teeth. They could have cum like this with no difficulty at all, but they wanted more. They wanted to join together as no other act could do. Jakob turned her around and mounted her in the missionary style-quite conservative for them. He looked deeply into Jessie’s eyes, mouthing “I love you” as he gently pushed his cock into Jessie. She was so wet with desire and anticipation there was no physical resistance to his entry. Now, at last, they were joined together, united as one—husband and wife—bound together for all eternity. They started to move, choreographed by their love as much as their need for each other. Faster and faster, harder and harder, until they exploded in orgasmic delight; they fell in a post-coital bliss they had never before known.
Jessie fell into a deep sleep but Jakob remained awake as if expecting some interruption to their joy. Around two a.m. he heard a noise, someone breaking into the house. He leaned over to Jessie, placed his hand over her mouth and woke her. “Someone’s in the house. Get under the bed and stay there until I tell you to get out. Now go!” he whispered. He reached under the bed for his tool—an old sickle made of fine tool steel honed to a razor’s edge. He tiptoed out of the bedroom into the bathroom, hiding behind the door. He saw a shadow sneaking down the hallway. A large object—a rifle or shotgun—in the person’s grip. The shadow peeked into the bathroom. Seeing nothing he turned away toward what he thought would be his target. Just as he raised the weapon Jakob struck, slicing the sickle through the air with a vicious backhand stroke. The tip broke through the side of the intruder’s neck slicing the carotid and jugular en route through the voice box and out the other side, destroying the twin vessels on the other side. So strong and so accurate was Jakob’s thrust that he nearly decapitated the assailant. The weapon raised in response to Jakob ‘s onslaught fired harmlessly into the ceiling.
“Jakob?” Jessie yelled.
“I’m OK,” he responded, “Stay there until I tell you to come out.”
He flicked on the lights and saw, as he expected, Jessie’s father, Howard Holmes, shotgun in his hands. The phone call he’d received earlier in the day had been the sheriff, warning him that Howard had been overheard in the jail making threats, saying that he was going to get even with his slut daughter and her lover. Thanks to the warning Jakob was prepared and his bride, the love of his life, was safe.
“Jessie, I’m coming for you. I want you to promise me that you’ll close your eyes and keep them closed until I get you into the living room. Promise?”
“Yes, Jakob, won’t you please tell me what happened?”
“I will when we get out of here. There’s blood all over the place and I have to call the sheriff.” Once they were safely away from the site of the killing Jakob called the police and explained to Jessie exactly what happened. “I didn’t tell you about the phone call because I didn’t want to spoil your day—our day. But now everything will be OK. We’ll spend the rest of the night with my folks and tomorrow I’ll clean up the mess.” Jessie pulled him to her, holding him close—close enough for him to feel her shaking under the tee shirt he’d given her to hide her nakedness. They were still holding each other as the sirens approached.

Read 43500 times |
Rated 93.6 % |
(563 votes)

Vote list (Close) :last2first
: POSITIVEjackssockpuppet107
: NEGATIVEjtk223304
: POSITIVESexyfiction
: POSITIVEfarmerken
: POSITIVEkrillin123499
: POSITIVEBatman Wayne
: POSITIVEliknlow
: POSITIVESam what am
: POSITIVEVerticus O’Malley
: POSITIVEThomL
: POSITIVEENGAGED_DAD
: POSITIVE

Please rate this text:   

Fantasy

the gym

Rylee could feel Dalton sucking on her clit. it sent sparks up her spine

Fantasy

Mrs. Watkins: The Horny Choir Teacher

It was a calm sunny afternoon and school had just let out. I exited the school through the back entrance and headed out to find my car in the chaos called “High School traffic.
As I was walking, I thought I heard someone call my name, I looked around and saw that someone WAS calling my name. The voice was of Mrs. Watkins, my choir teacher. She was trying to load some heavy boxes into her car.
“Hey there! Do you think you could give me a hand with some of these boxes?” She asked.
I agreed and we went back inside to grab some more.
While we were walking I couldn’t help but notice Mrs. Watkins’ amazing body. She always wore a skirt/dress thing that showed off her perfect ass, and her legs were long, tan, and sexy. She had a pretty face and a perfect chest with those amazing rounds tits.
After we finished loading in the last box, she told me that her husband wasn’t home and that she would need some help unloading them too.
“I think I’ve gotta get home actually. My dad’s waiting for me.” I denied her.
She gave me a cute puppy dog face, “Come on now, I really need your help.”
I thought about it and finally decided to go along with her.
“I’ll drop you back off at your car after we’re done, that way you won’t waste any gas.” She said.
It was a 15 minute drive to her house because she lived out in the country, and honestly I felf a little awkward. I wondered what her husband would think if she knew that this was going on.
“So do you have any kids?” I was just trying to create some conversation.
Mrs. Watkins laughed. “Nope. Me and Mike never had any kids.”
She then mumbled something to herself.
“What was that?”
She now appeared to be a little stressed out. “Oh nothing, I just said that Mike hasn’t touched me in a year.”
“Wow. That’s surprising.” I replied.
“Why is that surprising?” She seemed a little angry.
“Oh It’s just that you’re…….”
“I’m what? Fat….ugly…?”
“No, it’s just that you’re really…..hot Mr. Watkins.”
She let out a sigh of relief. “Really? THAT’S surprising.”
“All the guys in choir seem to think so too.” I admitted.
“Yeah but noboby in choir is as good looking as you-” She stopped herself. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that, you’re probably not even-”
“18? Yeah I am, I turned 18 back in December.” I interupted her.
Before she could answer, we reached her house. I opened up the back of her Jeep and started unloading them.
“Were do you want them?” I asked.
“Right in my garage.” She pointed to a corner in her garage.
After I had unloaded half of the boxes I was getting pretty sweaty, and I had realized that Mrs. Watkins hadn’t unloaded any and had been watching me the whole time.
“Hey I’m going to go inside for a minute. Come inside after you get done and there’s lemonade in the fridge.” Mrs. Watkins said before she walked away.
After I unloaded the rest of the boxes I was really thirsty and I walked up her front steps and into her house. I looked around but didn’t see or hear Mrs. Watkins. I opened up the fridge and poured myself a glass of pink lemonade. I quickly downed it and sat down. Suddenly I heard something, I listened closely and then I heard the same noise again. The sound was coming from down the hallway, where there was a slightly opened door with sunlight seeping out of it.
I slowly moved down the hall and the sound got louder and clearer, it was Mrs. Watkins moaning. I peeked through the crack in the door and couldn’t see what was going on so I pushed the door open and to my right was Mrs. Watkins fingering herself on her bed, and she was wearing some sexy black lingerie.
“Oh my god!” She yelled as she got up and covered herself. “What the hell are you doing? Spying on me?”
I just heard a sound and-” As I tried to defend myself I realized that Mrs. Watkins was staring at my huge boner.
She dropped her sheet and slowly approached me, “Oh my that looks big. You know my husband is a doctor and…..doesn’t come home until early tommorow morning and…..” She started rubbing my cock and then whispered into my ear in the sexiest tone, “I was fingering myself to you. My pussy is yours, now lets have a little fun.” She gently licked my earlobe.
She then got down on her knees and undid my pants and ripped then down. She immediatly plunged my cock into her amazing mouth and began giving me an amazing blowjob. She seemed to enjoy pleasuring me and was gazing into my eyes as she massaged my rock hard cock.
Before I could cum, she got up and said, “Fuck my dripping wet pussy for an A.”
We passionately kissed as we fell onto the bed, I tore her lingerie off and pounced on top of her. She grabbed my cock and guided it into her unused pussy. I went slow and deep at first, hitting her g-spot with amazing precision, and she moaned loudly. I reached down and began to furiously rub her clit, which caused Mrs. Watkins to start moaning my name.
“Josh! Ohh Josh!!! Fuck me Josh!!! This pussy is yours!!” She yelled. I increased my speed and intensity and drove Mrs. Watkins wild, she was speaking in tongues. I was again on the verge of cumming but I suddenly stopped and whispered into her ear, “Let’s go and wash off.”
I picked her up and she wrapped her legs and arms around me and she bounced on my cock as I walked us towards her shower.
I reached down and turned on the water and we stepped in. I set her down and she put her hands against the wall.
She stuck her ass out and turned her head and looked at me, “Use my ass for handles baby.” and I did as she asked.
I pounded her pussy harder than before and my balls slapped her clit. I too began to moan because she felt soo amazing. The sensation on my cock had finally built up to an amazing climax and I unloaded a huge load of warm cum, but I kept on slamming her pussy until finally I felt Mrs. Watkins body stiffen and she moaned as she came too. She turned around and we passionately kissed.
We washed each other off and deep cleaned my cock as she gave me a handjob using slippery bodywash.
After drying off, we went to get something to eat in the kitchen. I got some chips and she ate some ice cream.
“So do I get an A for today?” I asked jokingly.
Mrs. Watkins walked up to me, pulled her towel off, and then kissed me, “Who said we’re done here?”
My cock grew at the sight of her gorgeous body and my towel fell off as I set her on the counter. I hoped up on the counter, jumped in between her lucious legs, and rammed my cock inside her again. We were kissing much more than earlier but sometimes had to stop for her to let out a loud moan.
I began ramming her so hard that we were moving across the counter, knocking things off as we fucked onward.
After a few minutes we flipped around and she began riding me cowgirl style and she knew how to ride. She had perfect speed and rhythm and I couldn’t even last. We both came at the same time in an epic orgasm that jolted both of our bodies together.
“Oh god! Zach you’re amazing!” She moaned. “Thanks, but your amazing body did most of the work” I said.
“Now you get an A, but that’s just for today, there’s still tonight, and many more days like this.” She laughed.
To be continued

Read 39243 times |
Rated 84.1 % |
(164 votes)

Vote list (Close) :okieblueyes
: POSITIVEluvsexygirls
: POSITIVELubeck Australia
: POSITIVE

Please rate this text:   

Fantasm

The Ruined Princess

Not for the weak of heart. Keep in mind that all my stories are purely fictional and never to be recreated for real. Also, please, please, PLEASE read the tags before reading.

Fantasm

Getting my sister pregnant!

“See you tomorrow dude” Ryan said and I waved at him and got out of the car. Football practice was very hard because the coach decided to punish us for losing the game. I opened the door to my room and dropped my bag when I reached my room.
“Oh fuck” I groaned collapsing on the bed. All I wanted to do right now is close my eyes and go to sleep. After couple of minutes, I used all my will power to get up from the bed and made my way to the bathroom.
“Mmm” I moaned as the cool stream of water hit my face washing all the sweat from my body. I quickly washed my hair and then the rest of my body. I stepped out of the shower and dried my hair. I put my boxers on and was about to sleep on when I saw Mandy laying on her stomach. I grinned and went to her room.
“Hi Mandy!” I said cheerfully to my twin-sister. She frowned when she saw me and closed her book.
“Robbie, I have a math test to study for so could you please leave me alone?” She said. I smiled at her and stroked her beautiful blonde hair. She immediately smacked my hand and pushed me away.
“Mandy? Why are you so mean?” I grinned at her.
“Oh you know exactly why I am mean to you bastard!” She glared at me.
Mandy was my twin-sister who was older than me by two minutes. She has gorgeous blonde hair which came up to her mid shoulders and had amazing hazel eyes. She had C cup breasts which weren’t too big and weren’t too small, the perfect size on her flat stomach and slender waist. Her ass was big! She wasn’t fat by any means as a matter of fact she does cheer-leading and softball but all her fat seems to be in her ass, which was round and firm.
“Alright Mandy…guess I have to show those videos to mom after all!” I said making my way to my room. I grabbed my phone from my bed and started dialing random numbers.
“Stop!” She said running from her room to mine and grabbing the phone from my hands.
Couple of weeks ago, I caught Mandy giving a blowjob to a guy at the basketball game and recorded everything. My parents were very strict about her dating and if they ever found out that she was giving a blowjob to a guy at a basketball game like a whore, they would kill her. Fortunately that rule didn’t apply to me and I had a beautiful girlfriend, but I was the type of kid who always wanted what he can’t have. I showed her the video and threatened her that I will send this everyone including our parents if she didn’t do everything I asked her to do.
“You know exactly what I want baby” I said and pulled her up on the bed. I got on top of her and pressed my lips into her delicate lips. She smelled amazing and I couldn’t wait to pound her pussy.
“Robbie…this is incest! We are not supposed to do this please? I will do anything even your homework and all your chores…” She said but I cut her off by kissing her. She responded after a while and I pushed my tongue past her lips exploring her sweet mouth. I started rubbing my growing dick into her pussy and she was humping me back while moaning into my mouth. As much as this slut hated me, she was a sexually active. I broke the kiss and rolled off her.
“Suck my dick! As a matter of fact…beg for it!” I grinned and sat at the edge on the bed. She got on her knees on the floor and looked at me.
“And it better be very very believable,” I told her. “If anyone is listening to us, I want them to believe you are really begging. Right now!”
“Oh, oh, oh, Robbie, I – I – I……oh, Robbie, I….can I……Master, please let me suck your cock,” Mandy finally managed to get out.
“What was that?” I asked, watching her through the camera. I was recording everything through my phone.
“Robbie, please, let me suck your big huge lovely cock,” Mandy said.
“I don’t know,” I replied. “I’m not sure I’m in the mood,”
“Oh, Robbie, please. Please let me suck your huge cock it looks so nice and hard.” Mandy said, this time with some feeling in her voice.
“Do you really want to?” I asked asked.
“Oh, Robbie, yes, I really want to. I want to suck your cock it looks incredible I can’t wait to have it in my mouth. I want to taste your….” Mandy said before catching herself and stopping.
“Yes? You want to taste what?” I asked.
“Robbie, I want to taste your cum, I want to feel it explode into my mouth down my throat, I want to taste your salty, sticky fluid,” Mandy said in a small voice.
“You like cum, Slut?” I asked.
“Yes, Robbie I love cum,” Mandy replied, blushing.
“Then suck my dick until I cum in your mouth,” I told my sexy sister.
“Yes, Master,” Mandy said, sinking to her knees in front of me. She slowly pulled my boxers down and revealed my semi-hard dick which was about 7in long and thick. She expertly stroked my dick quickly bringing it to its magnificent 9in long. She had a disgusted look on her face as she started jacking me off. She leaned forward and tasted the silt of my dick with the tip of her tongue which sent me amazing sensations throughout my body. She then started swirling her tongue around the head of my cock licking up and down on my shaft and gently sucked on my balls. All I could do was close my eyes and let her do her magic on my cock.
“Oh Mandy! Yes baby suck my cock! Oh yes!” I moaned and stroked her hair and then held it behind her head so I could see her sexy face. She then locked her lips around the head and then easily took 6in of my cock, it was a beautiful view as her head bobbed up and down on my cock. She continued doing this and often stopped to swirl her tongue around the head and into the silt before going back down.
“Suck it! Take it all the way in” I moaned. She finally took me into her mouth until the head hit the entrance of her mouth. I was surprised she could take my whole cock into her mouth and groaned when she finally took it all the way in. Her nose was pressing into my pubic hair and I held her tightly. She instinctively gulped and I groaned, feeling her throat flex around my cock. Then she drew back until just the tip of her tongue was resting in the silt of my cock before sliding back down again, once more taking me into her throat.
I could feel the churning in my balls and knew I was close to cumming. It won’t be long before I would shoot my cum deep into her mouth but I wanted to take a picture of this. I grabbed my phone and switched to the camera mode.
“Keep sucking and open your mouth when I tell you” She kept on sucking and I got ready to blow my load “Open!”
She opened her mouth and my cock was resting on her tongue, the sight was so sexy that I exploded and took a picture with my phone. I didn’t even look at the picture and grabbed the back of her head and rammed my dick into her mouth. She gagged and this only made me hold on to her head tighter. She finally swallowed all of my cum and I let go of her head.
“Fuck you!” She spat and wiped her mouth. I grinned and laughed when I saw the picture which had amazing quality. I showed her the picture and she looked at me with hatred.
“Don’t ever swear at me” I said and slapped her face with my limp dick. She was close to tears now and I stopped “Poor baby…come here brother is going to make you feel good.”
I pulled her up on the bed and pressed my lips onto hers and tasted my own cum, unlike other guys, I don’t mind the taste of my own cum. She had a white tanktop and a skirt which came up to her mid-thighs. I lifted the tanktop off so she had her bra on to cover her breasts, I unclasped the bra and slowly moved it so I saw her pink nipples. Her nipples were already hard from my touch and she moved her head to the side.
“Come on stop acting like you don’t like it!” I said suddenly angry and moved her face so she could see my face. She made feel like a pathetic kid who was having sex for the first time.
“That’s cause I don’t like it!” She snapped back.
“Oh Yea? Oh Yea? Then how come your pussy is soaking wet right now?” I asked her.
“It is not!” She argued and I grinned back, which made her uncomfortable. I pulled her skirt down and then gently rubbed her pussy through her panties before pulling them down. Her bald pussy was glistening with her juices and I shoved two finger up her pussy which made her moan.
“Then what is this?” I brought my finger towards her and licked them tasting her sweet juices.
“Alright Mandy…how about a bet? If I can make you beg me to let you orgasm… then you agree that you like what I am doing to you and you should be more willing every time I ask you for sex…if I don’t then…I will never touch you…sounds fair?” I asked her and she hesitated. When she saw the smile on my face she nodded her head.
“Fine…and you have to give all those pictures and videos…ok?” I agreed to her and began my magic.
“You are going to love what I am going to make you do and then I am going to pound that sweet pussy of yours with my cock!”
Before she could say anything I started to taste her, licking up her juices and sliding my tongue into her pussy in an effort to coax more out. She stayed silent, but her body moved invitingly, following the rhythm of my tongue’s thrusts. And the further I slid my tongue into her pussy, the more her legs trembled.
“Mandy, I think you’re enjoying being eaten out by your immature baby brother,” I said. “Or maybe your pussy just recognizes a real man even if you don’t?”
“Fuck you,” she spat.
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” I smirked, going back to licking her pussy.
“Ohhhh Goddd…..” she cried, obviously overwhelmed with pleasure. “You fucking asshole! You don’t know how much I hate you! I am going to fucking kill you!”
I ignored her idle threats and continued to tongue fuck her pussy. Then I trailed my tongue up to her clit and rolled my tongue over it again and again relentlessly. When she started to whimper I flicked it with the tip of his tongue for a while then sucked it into my mouth. She started to groan and buck her hips against my face. I slipped a finger into her steaming pussy and felt it clench desperately around it.
“Mmm, you’re close aren’t you? Tell me you want to cum,” I prompted.
“Nooooooo,” she whimpered, her eyes full of tears.
“But you do want to cum, don’t you?” I continued, sliding in another finger. Her juices were gushing out of her hole as I pumped my fingers in and out of her. “After all, you love sex and I know you love to cum”
I was enjoying this so much, I was starting to think I might have to start touching myself. But I wanted to hold back. I’d get my pleasure inside her, and it would be so much sweeter after she broke down and said what I wanted to hear.
“Ooh! No! I don’t feel anything! Oh fuck!” she panted, trying to fight the feelings building inside her pussy.
I curled my fingers, pushing them into her g-spot. Her whole body arched and she let out a desperate groan.
“Yeah, that feels good, huh?” I said, continuing to stroke that spot. “Every time I touch this spot you lose your mind. And when I’m fucking you from behind, sometimes I just rub the head of my cock on this spot and you go wild.”
She cried out something unintelligible.
I went back to licking her, but laid off of her spot some, I didn’t want to push her over the edge. She started trying really hard to push her clit into my face, but I just moved my hands to her hips and held her down while my tongue traced circles around her clit. And when her body tensed up I knew she was about to cum so I backed off, trailing my tongue down to her entrance and lapping at it.
“Please? Please make me cum?” she gasped. “Please?”
I ignored her. She knew what she had to say if she wanted to get off.
I ran my fingers over her clit again and again then sucked her puffy little pussy lips into my mouth. I loved her pussy so much, it was the prettiest I’d ever seen, and it got so wet and gripped me so tight. My cock belonged in it. Why couldn’t she see that?
I dipped my tongue back inside her, sliding it against her walls and enjoying how she twitched uncontrollably. By now she had to be feeling like she would die if she didn’t cum.
“Robbie…Robbie? You win the fucking bet!,” she said, sounding defeated..
I positioned my cock against her soaking wet pussy and grinned at her. She looked at me confused.
“What are you doing?” She asked.
“Well, you wanted to cum, and you earned it, so really it’s best if I just fuck you,” I said, enjoying the outraged look on her face.
“But I don’t wanna fuck you!” she cried, fighting the restraints to no avail.
“The giant wet spot on the bed says you do,” I said
I loved the way her eyes went to his cock as soon as I started rubbing her pussy lips with my cock. It was really hard now and leaking precum. I stroked it a little and she watched with hungry eyes.
“I know you. I don’t know why you try to deny that you want this,” I said, moving between her legs and placing the head of my cock at her entrance.
She was breathing hard and looking down between her legs at my cock poised to fuck her. I pushed it all the way in with one thrust and she screamed and came. She was writhing beneath me, bucking her hips against mine as I started to pump her deep and hard, keeping her cumming.
“Oh God! Oh God!” she cried, as her pussy quivered around my cock. It felt amazing, like my cock was melting in her hot wet velvety walls.
“Say my name,” I demanded, grabbing her face and making her look at me. “Say it!”
“Robbie! God, don’t fucking stop, Robbie!” she cried. All sense of right and wrong and all manner of pride had been eradicated from her mind. There was only the pleasure, and she wanted it to continue.
I kissed her hard and kept fucking her until her orgasm had waned and my own was swiftly approaching. But I could tell she was still loving every second of the deep stroking her pussy was getting. I took her nipple in my mouth and sucked on it, grazing it with my teeth. Every time I did so her pussy would tighten around my cock. She wrapped her legs around my waist and humped back against me.
“Who’s fucking your pussy right now?” I asked her.
“You are, Robbie. Oh God, you are fucking my pussy so good!”
“Tell me what I wanna hear,” I panted in her ear.
“You fuck me so good! I love your cock so much! I love how you fuck me! love you! I love you!” she cried, and this time I almost could believe her.
I reached down between her legs and rubbed her clit. I was getting really close and wanted to bring her off with me. She looked incredible, writhing in her bonds beneath him, covered in a light sheen of sweet, her sexy mouth open and her tits bouncing with the force of mys thrusts. I could no longer hold back.
“I’m cumming!” I cried, and my orgasm exploded through her.
Stream after stream of cum spurted from my cock and deep into her pussy, each one sending toe-curling pleasure coursing through my body. She started to cum for the second time, letting out a loud cry and starting to shake as the sensation ran through her. She tossed her head back and squeezed her eyes shut as I kept pumping her. Finally she relaxed, going completely limp as the last few drops of cum were expelled from him deep into her pussy.
I rolled off of her and sighed, content.
“How was your day Robbie?” Tara asked as we all sat down for dinner. Tara was my mom about 33. She was hot. Mandy got all her beauty and looks from her and my friends often called her a MILF. She was a MILF, with C breasts slightly bigger than Mandy’s and flat stomach from working at gym. Her ass was the greatest piece of her body and I loved the way it bounces when she walks around the house with shorts.
“Robbie?” Tara asked again.
“Fine mom. The football practice was very hard though…mainly because the coach was pissed that we lost the game…the sad part is we lost the game because he didn’t put me in and he still doesn’t put me in…” I answered her. She smiled at me.
“Well if you would stop skipping so many practices…he might put you in” She said smiling.
“Are you kidding me? I led the team to state tournament twice and we got in first place twice!” She grinned at me and shook her head.
“All right Mr.All Star! How was your day Mandy?” She asked Mandy who was playing with her food.
“Fine” She grumbled not looking up. Mom gave me the “what’s wrong with her” look. I shrugged my shoulders and smiled to myself.
“You know sometimes…it surprises me that you two are twins…” Tara said and laughed “and you dad is late once again. He is late a lot these days….”
“You know what surprises me? What surprises me is that you give so much freedom to him and not me! How come he gets to have a girlfriend and I can’t have a boyfriend!” She snapped and glared at me.
“Mandy” My mom sighed “We talked about this…just wait one more year…then you are off to college and you can have a boyfriend…We don’t want you to get pregnant…we trust you but not the other boys…”
“Yeah whatever” She got up and put her bowls into the sink. She stormed up the stairs and we heard the door slam. My mom sighed and shook her head, my dad came home that exact moment and my mom took out her anger at him.
“Where were you?!?”
“I was at my office I had t-
“I am sure! I wonder what you were doing at your office”
“Tara…come on…what’s wrong? I was taking to my boss about my vacation with Mandy…”
“What vacation?” I blurted out.
“I am taking Mandy out for April Vacation tomorrow…we will be back next Friday…” My dad said.
“I can’t go! I have a football game!” I said
“We know…that is why I am staying home with you…your dad and Mandy take a vacation and…maybe next vacation we take a vacation…”
“Alright…I am tired…goodnight!” I said and put my plates in the sink and went upstairs to my room and collapsed.
“Robbie!” Gina squealed as she jumped to my arms. Gina was my girlfriend who I was going out with for couple of months. She was about 5’7 with brown hair and brown eyes. She had rather large breasts and a busty ass which gives you an instant boner. She had her cute cheerleading uniform which showed her curves perfectly.
“Hi cutie!” I greeted her and pressed my lips into hers. She opened her lips to let my tongue slip into her warm and moist mouth. She tasted like strawberries and her perfume was exotic. I inhaled her sweet perfume and place my hands on her hips.
“Get a room you two!” Jo pushed us. Gina giggled flushing red and she gently pushed her best-friend back. Jo was Gina’s best friend and they would do every thing together. She was really skinny with almost a flat chest. I ignored her intrusion and pushed Gina against the locker, crushing her large breasts. I looked deeply into her eyes and pressed my forehead against her.
“You are really beautiful” I told her
“You always say that to me” She blushed
“Well, that is because you always are” I smiled and hugged her. She hugged me back and we walked to our next class with my arm around her.
“What are you doing this half-day?” She asked me. I wanted to spend time with Mandy, and when I mean spend time, I mean fuck her pussy. This would probably make Gina mad so I asked her what she was doing.
“Well I really want to spend time with you but I promised my mom that I will there when my cousin comes to visit us…so sorry baby” She said giving me her puppy dog eyes, hoping I would forgive her. I pretended to be mad but inside I was laughing, I wanted to fuck Mandy nice and hard before she goes on the vacation. “Sorry Sorry?”
“It’s alright…” I told her and kissed her good-bye, when we reached her class.
The rest of the day was really good mainly because we played a prank on our teacher. We hid all her markers and drew inappropriate pictures on the board. My friend Ryan brought a dead frog and put them between her books and some in her bag. I wasn’t involved in all of this but it was very funny to watch our teacher scream with fear when she saw the frog. She wanted to send us all to the office but the bell ran and we all ran outside. I grabbed my bag from my locked and kissed before running out the school. I waited in my car for Mandy and I couldn’t stop laughing.
“Hi Mandy!” I said as Mandy opened the door and got in. She didn’t say anything and put her seatbelt on. I didn’t push her and started driving home.
“What did you guys do to Ms.Hills? She was crying at the office” She asked me and I started laughing and told her the story. Lot of students from out school hated her and Mandy hated her the most. She smiled when I finished the story and then laughed.
“So I heard you are going to spend time with dad…I want to give you a good-bye present…” I told her as I parked the car. She stopped smiling and stormed up the stairs. I threw my bag on the couch and followed after her. Before she could close the door, I stopped her and pushed her in. “Are you as eager as I am?”
“Robbie…why do like doing this? This is gross, it is disgusting! Please stop!” I ignored her and pushed her on the bed.
“Cause I love your pussy. It is so tight, hot, and wet…my dick feels right at home…Don’t you like it?” I whispered in her ear. I started squeezing her breasts through her shirt and she lightly moaned. I helped her take off her shirt and then I took off mine. I leaned forward and moaned as our lips locked in a warm embrace. Her hands were to the side gripping the sheets and I placed them on my back. She didn’t do anything but as we kissed longer, she started running her hands through my hair.
“You are a whore aren’t you? You hate the fact that I am doing this but your pussy loves it…” I whispered in her ear and I started sucking on her earlobe. Her soft hair was on my face and I like the smell of it, she smelled somewhat fruity. Her lips were so soft, it seemed like they just melted as we kissed. My erection was struggling against my pants and she reached down and pulled my jeans down.
“Mmmm” I moaned as she rubbed my dick through my boxers. She then pushed me away and I expected her to go down and suck my dick.
“I am sorry Robbie but I can’t do this! Please?” She tried to beg but I ignored her as usual and pulled her skirt down to reveal her pink panties which were soaking wet. I took them off and showed them to her and she gave me a disgusted look.
“You want this…I know you want this…you loved it when I fuck you nice and hard don’t you?” I asked her rubbing my dick against her pussy lips. She bit her lower lip and shook her head. I slid my cock up and down on her lips, she was pressing down on me so her clit would rub against the head. I grinned at her and gently started massaging her perfect breasts. She moaned as I pulled her hard nipples with my thumb and forefinger.
“Oh gawd!” She moaned as I pushed the head of my dick into her steamy pussy. I pulled back and rubbed against her lips once again before pushing my head back into her pussy. She was withering beneath me and tried to force my dick into her but I stopped her. I leaned down and took her nipple into my mouth and flicked it and tenderly bit.
“Want me to fuck you?” I asked her and she nodded her head. I slipped my hands underneath her body and held her tightly against my body and slammed my dick into her pussy. She groaned and arched her back as my big dick spread her pussy. I didn’t wait for her and kept on fucking her as hard as I could. Her nipples were running on my chest and her nails were digging into my back.
“I am cumming! Oh my god I am going to cum!” She moaned and I increased my speed, my balls were slapping against her ass and sweat trickling down her beautiful face.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHH!” She screamed as her warm liquid flowed around my cock. She wrapped her legs around me and pulled me into her.
“Fuck me! Fuck me!” She moaned and threw her head back. I groaned in response and kissed her hard, she responded by ramming her tongue down my throat. I moaned in response.
“WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE!?!” I looked over to see my dad standing in the doorway. He was beyond angry and his arms were crossed across his chest, I didn’t know how long he stood there but for the first time I saw him that angry. My dick was quickly shrinking and I got off Mandy and pulled my panties up. Mandy looked just as scared as me if not even more.
“Dad…what are you doing here?” I stammered and immediately regretted what I said.
“Excuse me? This is my fucking house! The question is what the hell are you doing in your sisters room fucking her living shit out of her? She is your goddamn sister!” He nearly screamed. “That is it! You are not staying here for one bit…You going to a boarding school in Australia with your Aunt and Mandy so are you but you are staying with us.”
“Listen dad…let me explain to you” I said and hushed him outside the room. He had a serious erection looking at Mandy and I got an idea.
“Oh no! You are not explaining anything to me-
“Dad? How many time do you fuck mom in a week? Once?” I asked him and the question threw him by surprise. He was really mad now and that was just what I wanted. “I remember when I was a kid…I used to hear lot of noises from your room…I didn’t know back then what you guys were doing but now I do…you were having sex…and lots of sex.”
“What the fuck are you trying to say?”
“Simple…you are not having anymore sex…How old are you 38?” I asked him and he nodded his head slowly “You are not old and you should still be having lots of sex…and mom is in amazing shape…why don’t you fuck her?”
“That is none of your busin-
“Because her pussy is loose after giving birth to two children…now imagine fucking a young, fresh, tight pussy…like Mandy…just ramming you dick into her pussy…anytime you want…she gives you a blowjob….” I told him and glanced at his pants, which were hard. He shifted around uncomfortably.
“But she is my daughter…we are not suppose to be doing these kind of things…its incest!” He said but I could tell the idea was working it’s way down his brain.
“Who will know? I fuck her and nobody found out until you barged in…when mom is not home…and when you are going to take her to vacation..she is all yours…what do you say? Why don’t you fuck her just once and see if you like it” I asked him and he nodded his head.
“Nobody can know…NOBODY!” He said and his eyes were full of lust. We both went back to the room and Mandy was still on the bed naked. She was confused when she saw both of us.
“Hi Mandy…guess what? Dad wants to join us!” I told her and the look on her face was priceless. She seemed defeated but dad didn’t see her face. His eyes were focused on her young body. He got on the bed and roughly grabbed her breasts and pulled on her nipples. He quickly pulled his pants down and then his boxers. His dick was just as big and thick as mine.
“AHHHHH!” Mandy screamed as he slammed his dick into her pussy. I sat on the bed and stroked my dick back into life. My dad wasn’t fat but he was definitely out of shape and there was fat on his stomach. He grabbed Mandy’s breasts roughly as he ripped her pussy open, I let him have his fun because I knew he wasn’t going to last.
“Holy Fuck! So fucking tight! I am going to cum!” He groaned as he slammed into her pussy and collapsed on her. He slowly got up and slapped me on the back.
“Heheh…Yeah…you are right…thanks Mandy and Robbie…Mandy get ready we got to leave soon…” He said as he put his pants back on.
“Dad? We got to get her on a pill…I came in her yesterday…don’t worry she won’t be pregnant but if we keep doing this she will.” I said and got on the bed next to Mandy “And can you give us 15 min?”
“Sure…Yeah don’t worry I can’t get her pregnant but I will make sure she is on a pill” He said and closed the door. Just before he did, he winked at me. Mandy was on her side and she was really close to crying. I really wanted to fuck her but knew that would push her over the edge.
“Get ready Mandy and don’t tell mom about this…dad will get in deep trouble and our family would be split apart…you are holding us together…think out it as that way” I closed the door and left.
“Hey Robbie, how are you?” My mom opened the door and greeted me. She had her gym uniform on, which was a white shirt with Planet Fitness written in black and black shorts which comes to her mid thighs.
“I am fine mom…how are you doing? You seem tired” My mom was hot! I never actually looked at my mom but then again I never actually looked at my sister like that either. I would never even dare to make a move against my mom but after this afternoon, I felt like I could do anything.
“Yeah…I am a little bit tired…” She said taking a long drink from her Poland Spring water bottle.
“Do you want me to give you a massage? It will help relax your muscles…” I offered.
“That would be great Robbie…let me take a shower, I am all sweaty” She went upstairs to her room and after a while I followed her upstairs and got ready. I got some baby oil and laid a sheet on the bed. My mom came back after 10 min with a loose shirt and skirt.
“Thank you so much Robbie!” She said and laid on her stomach and took off her shirt. Her breasts were pressed into the bed and I could see the outline. They weren’t saggy at all and were nice and firm. Just watching her half-naked was turning me on drastically.
“Alright mom…just relax” I outlined her shoulder blade with my fingers and she sighed. I gently started massaging her shoulders and gradually increased pressure. I placed one hand on top of the other and circled my palms around the shoulder blade. I did the same for the other side and slid my palms across the area as if I was erasing a pencil mark. I then straddled her ass and placed both of my hands at her lower back with my fingers pointing upwards and slid forward with some of my weight in one long stroke.
“Mmm” She moaned. I placed each of my hand on her lower ribs and slid forward. I moved back when I hit her firm breasts and repeated this motion, she didn’t object to this. I smiled and slid completely forward rubbing her nipple until I reached her armpits. Her nipples hardened from my touch and my dick was about to explode.
I pulled her skirt down to her ankles and looked at her firm ass. I used some more baby oil and rubbed her ass in circular motions. I squeezed her ass and gently parted her asscheeks. I desperately wanted to turn her over and fuck her pussy but I controlled myself. I quickly massaged her ass and then her long and slender legs.
“All done mom” I slapped her ass playfully and she squealed. I gave her a kiss on the cheek and she seemed surprised but didn’t say anything. After all, I was the one who usually complains when she kisses my cheek.
“Thank you so much Robbie” She said and went back to sleep.
I went to my room and jacked off till I shot my cum all over my stomach. The next day, I did the same thing but decided to take it a step ahead. I asked her to turn around and lightly pressured her when she hesitated. I finally grabbed her firm breasts in my hands and spread her puffy lips. I kissed her on the lips a little longer than I was suppose to. The day after that, I felt every single part of her body and made her hot and horny. I felt the room for some time and went to my room and pretended to sleep. After a while, I went back to her room. The room was dark but by the moonlight I was able to see her laying naked on top of her bed, her eyes closed, and her middle finger buried in her closely trimmed pussy, frigging herself softly.
I crept next to her left side,unnoticed, my mother deep into her self-stimulation. She was softly fingering her clit, moaning, her hips gyrating, her breasts jiggling. I grew hard as a rock at this mouth-watering sight.
She moaned: “Ooooohhhh,Robbie” and that was all I could take. I reached out and began to gently squeeze her yielding yet firm tits, rubbing my forefingers on her already hardened nipples. She opened her eyes and they grew wide with shock seeing me there and what I was doing to her. She knocked my hands from her breasts and crossed her arms across her chest, blurting.
“What do you think you’re DOING, Robbie?! I’m your MOTHER, for Christ’s Sake!!”
“Come on mom…I know you want this…I need you and you need me too” I reached my left hand down and rubbed her clit with my forefinger up and down several times. Her hips bucked reflexively, and she covered her pussy with one hand and her breasts in another. She probably forgot that I already seen her naked.
“This is INCEST!” However, she then looked down for the first time at my erect penis, and when she looked back up I could see she was excited as she gazed at me with wide eyes.
I smiled and put my right knee on her pillow, my hard cock quivering inches from her face. I said soothingly: “C’mon mom, look what I have for you here. I know you want to touch it”
“No…if anyone found out they will think I seduced my young son”
“It’s OK, mom, I’m not a little boy anymore. I’m a MAN with a hard cock for you. I’ve had sex before, I know what I’m doing. You’ll like it, I promise. Besides, I know you’re horny as hell right now”. I rubbed her stomach, which quivered at my touch.
She looked back up at my eyes, then down to my cock, then again to my eyes. She repeated this several times, barely breathing. Then she licked her lips and tentatively reached out her hand for my cock, only to pull it back again. Her inner battle raged within her. After several more starts and stops, she finally wrapped her left hand gingerly around my shaft, softly fingering my mushroom head with her thumb and forefinger. Then she gently began to stroke me, staring with lust at my cock and panting with desire. Her grip grew firmer, and she began to increase the tempo of her hand-job. Finally she whispered “FUCK IT!” and lifted her head up to wrap her lips around my cockhead. She sucked and licked it softly at first, then evidently lost all inhibitions and began to ravish my cock with her mouth. I began to softly squeeze her right breast and rub her hard nipple as my mother moaned with lust, her tit quivering at my touch.
After a couple of minutes, my mother pulled her mouth off my cock and ordered: “Get up here, Robbie, and lie down!” I complied and she knelt over me, getting down to serious business sucking my cock as only a woman of her experience could. She fondled my engorged balls with one hand while she stroked my shaft with the other, her mouth alternating between licking my glans and bobbing the mushroom head with tight lips. Then she began to suck my cock deeper into her mouth than any girl ever had before. She interrupted her feast briefly to pant “My GOD, what a MAN you’ve grown into! Your cock is every bit as big as your DAD’S, maybe BIGGER!” She sucked some more, stopping again to ask: “Do you like Mommy sucking your DICK, son? Does it feel GOOD?” I grunted my approval, cupping and squeezing a breast as she knelt over me. She lowered her head again to continue her excellent blow job.
The sight of my own sexy mother sucking my cock was so erotic I knew I couldn’t hold out long. Soon my tension built and I began to feel my orgasm approaching. I began bucking my hips upward to meet her descending mouth and yelled “I’M CUMMING! I’M CUMMMINNNGGG!!!” My mother groaned and didn’t take her mouth of me for a second. She continued to suck and gave my testicles a gentle squeeze as my groin clenched, my balls tightened, and the sperm raced up my shaft to plaster my mother’s tonsils in burst after burst. She grunted and swallowed it down, not spilling a drop. She continued to softly lick and suck my cock until it began to grow soft, then laid back on her pillow with her hands behind her head, smiling salaciously.
I crawled on top of her and whispered: “Thanks, Mom” and began to kiss and suck her neck, which made her moan.Then I slid down a little and pushed her big tits together, squeezing them as I circled her large areolas with the tip of my tongue and sucked her hard, excited nipples. Her breasts were not quite as firm as my sister’s, but they were a little larger, making up for it. My mother groaned: “THAT”S IT, ROBBIE, SUCK MY TITS! SUCK THEM LIKE WHEN YOU WERE A BABY!!!” I continued to feast on my mother’s magnificent tits for several minutes more while she writhed beneath me, cradling my head with her hands.
I lifted my head and said: “Here’s something I DIDN’T do when I was a baby” and slid down further. She spread her legs compliantly and I parted her vagina lips with my fingers to make her engorged clitoris stand out more prominently. I began to gently lick it up and down and circle it with my tongue, slowly at first, then faster and faster. I alternated between licking her clit, sucking it, and plunging my tongue deep into her pussy. Her hips gyrated and bucked under me, and she began to moan loudly in ecstasy. She gasped: “Oh my GOD! A big cock and you know how to eat pussy, TOO! OHHHHHH…you’re driving me WILD!!!”
As her passion grew, I grasped my mother’s firm round ass and began to squeeze it as I flicked my tongue up and down on her clit as fast as I could. Her moans intensified to screams as she bucked wildly in my grip. Finally she threw her head back, raised her hips, and began to scream “I’M CUMMINNNNGGG!!! OH GOD, I’M CUMMING SO HARRDDDD!!!!” and her entire body began to shudder. She gripped my head in the throes of orgasm, her pussy pulsating and grasping at my tongue. I continued to lick her until her shuddering subsided and she lowered her hips to the bed, breathing hard and groaning with pleasure.
I crawled up between my mother’s legs and rubbed my once again hard cock on her clit, then placed it at the entrance to her still quivering cunt, rubbing it up and down just inside her wet pussy lips. I asked her: “Do you want me to stick it in, Mom, do you want me to FUCK you?”
She groaned lustfully: “Yesssss, baby, put it innnnn…. FUCK your Mommy!!” I grinned and pushed my cock into my mother’s deliciously slick pussy until I was balls deep in her, her groaning intensifying. She was not as tight as my sister, but her cunt still gripped me snugly. The liquid warmth of her love canal felt exquisite on my throbbing cock. She moaned with desire: “OH my GOD, that’s what I’ve been MISSING…FUCK ME, SON! FUCK ME!”
I pulled back and pushed into her again, sawing my cock in and out of my mother’s sweet pussy, faster and faster. She wrapped her arms around my back and locked her ankles behind my ass, pulling me into her. My mother was a lively fuck, lifting her hips up to meet each downward thrust I made, clenching her pussy on my cock as I pulled back for the next lunge. Her beautiful breasts bounced up and down with the rhythm of our fucking.
My mother moaned in ecstasy: “Oh my LORD, Robbie….you fill me UP!!! What a big juicy cock you haaaaave!!! You’re making your Mommy feel so gooooooodddd!!!” I bent down and french kissed her passionately, our tongues pushing and circling each other as I continued to slam my cock into her grasping cunt, my balls slapping her ass with each lunge I made. I alternated between kissing her and sucking her tits as my cock plunged the depths of her pulsating pussy.
We continued fucking with a burning passion, our moans intensifying into screams of pleasure. Finally my mother began to gasp: “OHHHH!!! I’M ALMOST THEEEERE!!! FUCK ME FASTER, ROBBIE!!! MAKE YOUR MOMMY CUM AGAAAIIINNNN!!!!” She had a death grip on my shoulders and her hips began to buck like a wild bronco as she reached the verge of climax.
The excitement of fucking my own mother to orgasm finally pushed me over the edge, and I felt the cum building up in my balls, preparing to ejaculate. I yelled: “I’M GOING TO CUMMM!!!! CAN I CUM INSIDE YOU, MOMMMMM?!?!”
She screamed: “YES!! CUM INSIDE ME, SON!!!!!! I WANT TO FEEL YOUR HOT CUM IN MY PUSSY!!!!” That was all it took, and I clenched up as my balls released their load, the sperm racing to my cockhead to shoot deep into my mother’s womb in a series of spurts, flooding it. Her cunt fluttered and grasped my cock rhythmically in the midst of my mother’s own orgasm, milking my cock for every last drop of my cum. We both screamed incoherently in ecstatic climax, our bodies shuddering. Waves of extreme pleasure washed over both of us at the pinnacle of our incestuous coupling.
Finally our orgasms subsided, and I collapsed in exhaustion on my mother, my cock still buried in her cunt. She cradled me and kissed the side of my head and neck as we regained our breath. Eventually I grew soft inside her, and I rolled off her, my cum dribbling from her pussy onto the sheet below. I laid on my side next to her. We both smiled and I kissed her softly as I stroked her stomach and softly rubbed her breasts.
“That was great, Mom, you’re an AWESOME fuck” I murmured in her ear.
“Yes, it was, son. That’s just what I needed” she murmured back. But then she frowned slightly, continuing: “it felt good, but it was SO wrong. We’re Mother and Son, we can’t be lovers. This is incest. We both lost our minds there for a while, but it was a mistake, and we can’t do it again…even though your dad can’t fuck as good as you did now…he is my husband and I love him very much”
“Mom…I understand…but let’s keep this a secret…our secret…he doesn’t need to know” I had no plans of ruining their marriage.
She looked at me doubtfully, so I reached down and softly began to rub her pussy lips. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back, moaning softly, and slowly gyrated her hips. Then she opened her eyes and smiled wickedly at me, purring: “Well, OK, but just for tonight. Let’s get it all out of our system so we can go back to normal tomorrow” She reached down and began to stroke my cock softly back to life, gazing intently into my eyes with that wicked smile so reminiscent of my sister’s.
We fucked all night long in every position I knew. We did it doggy-style while I grabbed her ass and rammed her deep. She got on top and rode me while I reached up and mauled and sucked her tits, alternately grabbing and squeezing her exquisite ass as it plunged down, impaling her pussy on my cock. She rode me reverse cowgirl style and laid back so I could rub her clit with one hand and rub a nipple with the other while I lunged my cock up into her cunt. I tit-fucked her as she lay on her back, squeezing her large breasts around my cock to give it a tight, fleshy channel to fuck, and sucking the head of my cock into her mouth each time it emerged. We lay on our sides with me behind her, lifting one of her legs while I sawed my cock back and forth into her cunt, reaching around and grasping a breast with my free hand. We screwed missionary style again, this time with her legs up on my shoulders so her pussy felt even tighter and my cock rubbed her clit as I plowed it into her repeatedly. I laid her on her back with her ass on the side of the bed and lifted her legs in a V, myself standing on the floor and pounding my throbbing cock into her cunt brutally. She had her arms crossed beneath her breasts, and they bounced enticingly with each ram of my cock into my mother’s vagina. I reached down and gripped her tits as I blew my load deep into my mother, her legs wrapped behind my back. I even got her to agree to anal sex, which was delicious, her sphincter gripping my cock like a vise as I blew a load deep into her ass, which squirmed with this unusual pleasure. We fucked until dawn, enjoying countless orgasms, until we were both too exhausted to go on.
Dad and Mandy came back the next night and while Dad had a huge smile on his face, Mandy was extremely sad. She just went to her bed and laid down. I knew I should talk to her and slowly went to her room and closed the door. She was crying and I put my arm around her.
“What’s wrong baby?” I asked her
“What’s wrong! What’s wrong!?! I am fucking pregnant because of you!” She cried pushing me away. “I hate you so much! Leave me alone…god I feel like killing myself!”
“Shhh It’s okay…Everything is going to be fine” I soothed her. She cried against my chest while pounding her hand on my stomach. I let her punch me, I deserved to be punished. I pushed her over the edge, called her names, broke her and blackmailed her.
“You know…maybe if you did all those things to me out of love…it would be so much better…but no you need everything, have to trick everyone…” She sobbed. Ever since I was a kid, I always got things my way. I tricked her, my mom, my dad, and my friends to get what I wanted. I could have got all those thing without tricking them. I felt like shit now.
“I am so sorry Mandy! I am so sorry please forgive me! I treated you like shit…I do love you” I told her and hugged her tightly. I rarely cry and today I cried. “I love you so much!”
She didn’t say anything and I rubbed her back. I kissed her forehead and wiped the tears out of her face and looked deeply into her eyes. I held her tightly as we fell asleep.
The next morning, I was the first one to wake up. When I looked at Mandy and her angel-like face, I fell in love with her. She was so beautiful, both on the inside and outside that I felt really bad for what I did. I kissed her forehead and she woke up.
“I love you” I whispered to her. She just smiled but didn’t say anything. It was alright, she will grow to love me. “We need to tell our parents that you are pregnant…”
“Who are you going to blame?” She asked. I ignored her question and helped her up. I took her hand and led her downstairs, where both my parents were eating breakfast.
“Hi Robbie and Hi Mandy” Mom greeted us and Dad smiled at us.
“Mom…Dad…I have to tell you guys something…Mandy is pregnant” I let that sink and my mom immediately started yelling at her and saying how irresponsible she was. “Mom! It was me who got her pregnant…yes it was me…I know what I did was terrible…and I deserved to be punished but don’t blame Mandy for any of this…it isn’t her fault.”
Nobody said anything; Dad couldn’t say anything because he fucked Mandy. Mom couldn’t say anything because she fucked me. Mandy was looking at me strangely as if I was a different person. We all sat down in the living room and nobody said anything.
“Robbie and Mandy…you guys can’t stay here anymore…you have to go to Australia and live with your aunt…” Dad said. Mom thought about it for a while and nodded her head “That’s right…no one can find out about this and it is best if you guys start a new life”
The whole week we got all our credits, report card, and recommendation and packed out stuff to go to Australia. I kissed my girlfriend for the last time and let her cry on my shoulder and said good-bye to my friends. The plane ride was long but the whole time; I put my arm around Mandy and hugged her tightly. I promised her that I would take care of her and the baby no matter what.
“I love you Mandy” I kissed her
“I love you too Robbie” She said. We got all our baggage and went through the security check. After we went through the security, we went outside and called our aunt, who we met for the first time.
“Hi I am Janice…your aunt” Janice said. She was 5’8 with the perfect curves; I have ever laid my eyes upon. Her breasts were huge and her flat stomach made them look bigger. Her face was the face of a goddess and her lips were begging to be kissed.
“Hi I am Robbie and this is my sister Mandy” I spoke up. She hugged me tightly pressing her breasts against mine and her lips grazed my cheeks. She then briefly hugged Mandy and I watched her breasts. She caught my eye and gave me a look which sent chills down my back.
There was no way I am going to cheat on Mandy but dealing with Janice was going to be hard!
Do you want part 2?

Read 452097 times |
Rated 91.9 % |
(1812 votes)

Vote list (Close) :Blizzard
: NEGATIVEphantom1984
: POSITIVEStilgar
: POSITIVEbuff4737
: POSITIVEyeh_darkness
: POSITIVEEfon
: POSITIVEEpoch
: POSITIVEblueheatt
: POSITIVEnclhd
: POSITIVEYurij
: POSITIVEbatman89
: POSITIVEdragontom
: POSITIVEMR.kool
: POSITIVEMsr.Shakespeare
: POSITIVEwbill103
: POSITIVEJadeM
: POSITIVEKelseybxtch
: NEGATIVEkearns
: POSITIVEsauerkraut57
: POSITIVEcbarbee6412
: POSITIVEedmondl
: POSITIVECatmandue53
: POSITIVEDieselCrazy
: POSITIVEFrgnut
: POSITIVELubeck Australia
: POSITIVESpeedinator72
: POSITIVEms.tingler
: POSITIVEBundles23
: POSITIVEwolf78
: POSITIVEKim0016
: POSITIVEpure12
: POSITIVEvhguy669
: POSITIVELB_54
: POSITIVE

Please rate this text: