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Shared Wife and Husband

Shared Wife and Husband
The Wife….
….I had a great husband. We liked to get in bed and read porn stories out loud to each other from our lap top at night. It was kind of a game to see who would close the lid on the lap top first, and attack the other one and have to have great sex.
… We had our favorites. Him reading it one time then maybe me reading the same store the next time. It was like being told from a mans and then a woman’s point of view.
….He told it with a masculine arousal when he got excited over a female in the story. I told it as I would get turned on by a male. I told him that some females turned me on too, as I was a little bi curious. He said he too, was a little bi curious.
The Husband….
…..My wife was so cool. We did this ’lap top’ thing where we both got hot, and then when we couldn’t hold off any more…we shut the computer off and fucked like crazy. We went thru stories and we would find a new one that got us going. Sometimes one from the past that always aroused us was used again and again.
….Tonight was different as we looked for a hot story. She stopped at a story about a ’Shared Wife’. She smiled and I said let’s read that one. We agreed and snuggled in to get hot reading it.
.. We talked and the wife said that the story idea excited her to be shared with another person the wife and husband both liked.
…The seed had now been planted as we both liked the idea of a story like that.
….She turned out the lights and we talked in the dark. She said: “..just for fun,…who would be the perfect person you would share me with?” I thought about that…she said ’person’, not guy. I reminded her I got aroused about two women getting it on, depending on the women. “You mean you might share me with another woman?” she said. I told her there are several ways to go for the ’ideal person’ we’re ‘fantasizing’ about here. A 3some would be exciting. As you already know, watching you having sex with a guy you and I approve of would be hot for both us. Finding a ’hermie’ who had a pussy and a dick would be pretty hard to find.
….A female in every way girl, but was born with a dick might be ideal. Watching you with her would be exciting and you could have sex with her using her dick.
…It got quiet. She pulled our naked bodies together and whispered: (“I know just such a girl.”) I was a little shocked and said: “Really? You know a woman with ‘extras‘?” She said she sure did. She grew up with this girl named Sally and never knew it until school. She was friends with the girl and they did a sleep over. They got into her dads wine and got plastered that night.
… Her folks had gone out and wouldn’t be home until late. As Sally got drunk and they talked about sex, Sally ended up telling her, her most private secret. The wife didn’t believe her, so Sally showed her. She began to fondle this big looking clit of hers, and it grew into a full hardon. Of course the wife went into shock but was also turned on by it. Sally said: “Wow…it usually takes a long time to get hard, but by you watching me, it got hard the fastest it ever has.”
…. Now the wife pondered about telling me what happen next that night. I waited and let her sort it out in her mind for a while. I did ask her if she still knew Sally. The wife said: “Oh yes, I know right where Sally lives and she is single, last time I talked to her, and that was last month.”
…. The wife was breathing hard as she fondled me. She was very excited, I could tell. More quiet time and finally, out of breath, she talked. “…Ok…this is very personal… but you MUST keep this to yourself…..
…That night…I ask Sally a lot of questions…I was aroused by Sally. I stared at her hardon.”
…..The wife told this while breathing hard. “Sally asked me…..if…I wanted to touch it….I just reached out and gently held it….I had never touched a cock before…and I got a real good feeling in my pussy, for the first time ever.
.. Sally ask me to stroke it up and down. I gladly did. The feeling in my pussy just stayed there. Sally began to moan as she said to go faster. I did. There was more moaning and she began to twitch. She said to turn around ….and…I did as we now faced each other in a 69 position. She pulled my nightie up, lifted my one leg and she started feeling my now wet pussy. She started rubbing my clit as I stroked her. Now I was really turned on and I began to moan and twitch.
…Sally started using both her hands to feel my pussy. One from behind through my legs, and the other one in front rubbing my clit. I kept stroking her faster….until…she jumped, moaned and cum came squirting out of her cock. She moaned more as it did and it caused me to have an orgasm for the first time. I had never seen cum before and it excited me to actually watch it squirt out. Sally and I both moaned quietly with the new thrill….
…. I said: “So you and Sally have masturbated already together, and you both felt comfortable with it. Have you gotten together with her since then?” The wife said:…“Well…we…a.. ‘kinda’ did a few times until you came along and I got married. Then it ended.” I turned to the wife and smiled. I said: “Tell me about… ‘kinda’. “ She giggled and said:
“No,…
…. I’ll do better than that. Let’s invite her over here to join us in bed for some 3some sex and you can see for yourself, what we like to do.”
…Her heart was pounding away as she turned to me and said: “Well?”….
…. I smiled and said: “Call her, and we‘ll see how it goes.” The wife filled me in on ’kinda’ and got real excited telling me all the details.
… It seems Sally’s big wish, was to have a guy to play with, and a girl to fuck. No guy so far she had met, wanted an ‘all girl’ with no pussy and instead… a dick.
…..For me… I figured I would get to watch my wife and Sally play and fuck and I could join in the fun…that sounded hot to me. The wife was jumping up and down with excitement. She called and set it up for this weekend.
….Sally was a hot and beautiful girl. She dressed down as to not attract men, feeling what’s the point. For tonight though, she was dressed up real sexy. She came over and I finally got to meet her. We hugged and I felt some real nice big tits under her coat. I helped her off with her coat and….wow…she had on a bikini and she filled it out beautiful. Sense she knew I had already accepted her, she was already aroused by me. Her and the wife already went back to their early teens and hugged and fondled each other right away.
… It was hot to watch the wife hot for another woman, which I had never seen. I just enjoyed watching them talk about old times and touch each other very sensually. Sally was very excited and turned and began kissing me while panting and giving me a hot feel up. I didn’t hold back and we started making out as the wife smiled and felt her own pussy. Feeling Sally’s tits with the bikini on was hot. We all moved to our bedroom.
…The wife already had the lights set and it was very erotic in there. The two girls began undressing me as Sally felt me up. She and the wife stroked my hardon. They laid me on the bed as the wife said: “Show sally how you make out with a girl, while I play with both of you. Sally was very excited and aroused as we laid sideways and fondled each other.
…It was just like I had a new girlfriend that the wife not only said ’ok’ to…. but also joined with both of us to feel us and make us all even hotter.
…It was different to feel a beautiful girl with a hardon of her own. The wife loved to suck on Sally and kept her hardon rock hard. Sally kept feeling my hardon and soon began to get down and play with it. Kissing, licking and sucking it so smooth. I was the first guy that had accepted Sally as is. The wife just let her have her enjoyment with me. I was her first lover and she was really turned on about it. We took our time kissing and letting our tongues get us hot.
..She had a wonderful body to feel. The fact I could feel her hardon between my legs was awesome. We fucked this way as we both got so hot, I wished she did have a pussy. It was arousal at it’s peak for us. Like any guy with a hot girl I wanted to fuck her real bad. She knew it too and turned her back to me. She reached between her legs and held my hardon. She began to stroke it and her own.
…Her sweet butt bounced back on me as we fucked like doggie style. She jacked us both and began to moan. I held her big tits and shoved my hardon deep between her legs. I wrapped my arm around her lower tummy as we fucked this way. I then put my hand on hers as she jacked herself. I felt her gasp with the new thrill. All this was new to her as she squirmed with the new pleasures. She started jacking us faster and moaning…soon she thrust her dick out, gave out loud moan and shot a shot of cum clear across the bed. She shook and shot more as she moaned. I followed with a shot of my own as we fucked our hips together.
…I held her as her breath panicked and she trembled in my arms. She just kept moaning as she kept jacking us both…Here came the wife to suck on us both. Sally and I both reached out to feel her. Sally then pulled her on top of her and stuck her dick in her. I watch as the wife fucked Sally and moaned a hard climax. I felt them both as we all gave out a continuing moans of intense pleasure….
…I was still rock hard and got up and mounted the wife while she was on top of Sally. I pushed my hardon in with Sally’s. The wife’s eyes went wide open and she began to fuck wildly. Sally and I were going for seconds with our hardons in the wife. We three were going for a new high for all of us. I felt their four tits and we began to fuck hard and fast. I felt Sally’s dick on the underside of mine, stroking as she moaned and held on tight for our second cum.
…We all lost it as Sally and I shot hard in the wife’s pussy. The wife squirmed and shook as Sally and I held her tight and shot continuously in her.
….We slowly all collapsed with the pleasure feelings…. off the scale…….
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….The wife and I have a new room mate now, and a new bed that holds….three….

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The book of may ch1&2

This is the story of May and how she was kidnapped and turned into a whore. She quickly realized that this is the life she’s always wanted.

GEORGE BURNS WITH OPRAH

George Burns was on the Oprah Winfrey Show, and bragged, that despite his 97 years, he could still have sex three times a night. After the show, Oprah said, “George, if I’m not being too forward, I’d love to have sex with an older man. Let’s go back to my place.” So they go back to her place and have great sex. Afterwards, George says, “If you think that was good, let me sleep for a half hour, and we can have even better sex. But while I’m sleeping, hold my testicles in your left hand, and my penis in your right hand.”
Oprah agrees.
George sleeps for half an hour, awakens, and they have even better sex. George says, “Oprah, that was wonderful. But if you let me sleep for an hour, we can have the best sex yet. But again, hold my testicles in your left hand, and my penis in your right hand.”
Oprah says, “Great, George, but tell me, does my holding your organs stimulate you while you’re sleeping?” George replies, “No, but the last time I slept with a shvartza *black person in Yiddish*, she stole my wallet.”

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Mom Swap

Mom Swap
….I can’t believe I’m writing this. I’ve always been on the shy side and kept my ‘extra’ sexual desires to myself. I’m Connie (not my real name) and I’ve always had some sexual feelings for my son Chad. I never acted on them…..well I’ve peeked at him naked when I got the chance now that he was fully mature. I would say my feelings have tripled by now, and I have to admit I had a major crush on my own son. I was dreaming about him and getting wet around him. He ignored me and just let me have a little fun hugging him and rubbing his nice chest.
…My girlfriend Lena had a son Ron the same age and he was real hot. He liked me a lot and always would get me alone and tried to feel me up, much to my enjoyment. My sexual feelings slowly went towards him, since he was not my own son, and I didn’t want to get into that taboo guilt feeling thing. We all played cards and had a great time. My son Chad and my girlfriend Lena started getting real close and sat together on the couch and talked.
…The first time I saw my son’s hand on her bare leg I got a hot rush. I immediately wanted her son Ron to do that to me. I got him to go in our den which had a couch in it. It didn’t take Ron long and his hands were on me. I let him do what he wanted as I was getting a really hot thrill out of it too. It had been a long time since a guy had kissed my neck and felt my full tits. I melted and guided his hand to feel my pussy too.
….We hear: “Bye mom, were leaving.” We straighten ourselves up and heard the door shut. All quiet. Ron smiled and went to the window. He watch his mom and my son get in the car together and drive away. He smiled and said: “Connie, Chad did it. I suggested a ‘mom swap’ as a joke, and he just went for it.” I got red in the face as Ron came over to me and put his arm around me. He leaned in and said: “Will you be my mom tonight?”
…I felt a tremble in my pussy and it took my breath away. I got a hot flash through my body. Ron was making me instantly wet. Being the shy type I took a big breath and said: “I’d would like nothing better….‘son‘.” By calling him ’son’ did something to him. We talked about how he wanted to have sex with his mom ever since he was little. Without hesitation I blurted out how I has a big crush on Chad, but him being my son, I had suppressed it for years. We looked in each others eyes and it was an instant turn on for both of us.
…“I wonder how long they’ll be gone?” I said. Ron immediately called Chad and ask him. He said: “Ok!” and smiled and folded up his phone. He went back to looking in my eyes and whispered: (“ Until about noon ….tomorrow.”)
…I almost peed my panties.
….Being a single mom for a long time and a shy girl, I hadn’t had much male action in a long time. A little feeling and sneak peeking at my son was about all the action was getting. I had some hot dreams and woke up wet think about having sex with Ron. I secretly masturbated late a night thinking about Ron and I having glorious hot sex…..
…I was in shock as Ron began kissing me. I kissed him back ..after I turned off the lights in the den. Being shy, I liked it that way. I felt so free with Ron, to feel him and let him feel me. I pushed him back so I could lay on top of him. I was the aggressor?…oh yes and it felt damn good to. I now had a guy I wanted and had him trapped under me. I said: “I’m your mom and you’re my son. Now you do as mommy tells you to do.” I assumed Lena’s posture as Ron’s mom.
….I was shocked at what I was saying, but Ron was loving it. “Mom, I’ve had dreams about having ….well….naughty thoughts about you. Don’t be mad at me, ok?” I said: “Ron, those are normal thoughts to have about your mother, and I’m flattered that you have them. Now I have to confess…I’ve had some ’sexual’ thoughts about you for quite a while now. Can you keep your mouth shut about that, and never ever tell anyone?” He nodded his head. “Mom, I’m getting an erection with you laying on top of me…I can’t help it.” “Ron…what happens from now on is strictly between you and I…I want you to undress me.”
….That set the scene and now Ron was going to have sex with his ’mom’ and I was going have sex with my ‘son‘….
….It was a night we’ll both never forget. First time mom and son having sex. Button by button, kiss by kiss, tongue by tongue we let it just happen so naturally. He slowly undressed me as I lay there and let him enjoy doing it. He was excited and said how a son can never undress his mom but now he could. It felt so hot to have him undress me so careful and gentle. I ran my fingers thru his hair as I ground my pussy on his erection.
…Something a mom could never do to her own son….but I sure was doing it now. We continued doing our ’first times’ for doing everything. The sound of hearing your son breathe so heavy, turned on by you!… was un-describable. He now had me naked. The wonderful look in his eyes feasting on my body was awesome. I had big tits and I squirmed as he looked at me. Now it was my turn to undress him.
…. I was still on top of him and as I kissed him I unbuttoned his shirt, paints, belt and unzipped him letting his nice erection out and free. We played a little with our ’mom’ and ’son’ very first time sex happening.
….We had both fantasized about how it would be to have sex with your son / mom. The turn on was so tense and exciting we both gasp for more air.
…“Mom, maybe we shouldn’t be doing this.” Ron smiled and said.
…I said: “It’s my duty to let you have sex with me first, so you’ll know what to do with you first sexual girlfriend.”
“Ok mom, I guess your right as usual. Do I get to feel your tits and maybe lick you between your legs?”
“Yes son, I want you to do ’everything’ to mom you want to. It will be our little secret. Now that your naked, mom’s going to turn around so you can see mom’s pussy up close. Feel free to touch or kiss mom’s pussy all you want to son. I’ll be doing an exam on your beautiful erection. You just play and I’ll just play.”
Ron…..
….Connie had a way with words that made me hornier that ever. It was like have two hot moms and I was going to fuck one right now…
…It was all going according to Chad and my plan.
… Chad and I started fantasizing about fucking our moms when we were little…then it slowly turned to fucking each others mom one day. It started when he said he loved my mom’s nice tits, and would love to feel them. I said how I would love to see his mom naked because she built so sexy. It grew into: “Tell me about the time you saw your mom naked that day in her bedroom Chad.” “Ok Ron, but you tell me about seeing your moms tits that time in the bathroom.” We exchanged ‘peek’ stories and it didn’t take long and we went in the woods and jacked off at the stories we told. From there we told new stories of a hot ’peek’ and kept this up for a long time.
… It was only a while back that Chad said he ‘wished’ we could ‘switch’ moms and how hot that would be. The wheels started turning in our heads for any way to do this. We both started showing affection openly towards each others mom. They both responded and the mini-feels began. Connie was shy, and so I would get her alone to cop a feel on her.
… She would quietly giggle and let me feel her big tits a little. My mom Lena, was bold and felt Chad’s dick when she thought no one was looking. We all were turning us on. I said as a ’joke’ that Chad should take my mom Lena over to my house for some reason, and leave Connie and I alone, and just see what happens. This very night was just when such an opportunity came along. My phone call confirmed it was ’on’……
Connie….
…. So here we were laying 69 with my wet pussy and his big erection in front of us. We took our time and played with us. At times I would just close my eyes and pretend he was Chad, but Ron had my interest now and I started in licking his boner. I held it tight with both hands and jacked it as I sucked it deeper and deeper in my mouth. He moaned so hot as I let my tongue run around his head and lick the end. He knew how to lick a woman’s pussy just right.
…I felt his tongue go up and down and dart in my pussy deep. His lips on my clit made me shudder with an automatic good feeling and made me jump a little. Ron had me so hot I was shaking with the feeling he gave me. It was happening and finally my son was licking my pussy like I had only dreamed about until now.
…Mean while….
Lena…..
….now we were finally getting together. I had had the hots for Chad for a very long time…. Connie and I both, but she being his real mom stopped her fantasy short…..but he wasn’t my real son and I fantasized all I wanted. Chad was tall, good looking and had developed a great build. Over time I want to sneak a fuck with him many times. He was shy like his mom and I felt his body every chance I got. It was fun to watch him blush if I rubbed the inside of his leg when no one was looking.
….Now he rubbed the inside of my leg and smiled at me. We got mutually turned on more and more. I told Connie one time that I had sexual feelings for her son. She got all interested and wanted all the details. I told her everything. She smiled, stared into space and said quietly….”Lucky you…”. With out hesitation she shared her feelings she had about not only my son Ron,….but her own.
… We must have talked for an hour that day, sharing story’s of sneaking feels, our hot dreams, our fantasies about each others sons. All this talk just made us all the hornier for each others sons….
Chad…..
….I could hardly drive with Lena sitting right by me. She was so hot and sexy looking in her shorts and cleavage showing. We walked in her house and she said: “..alone ..at last.” We started our kissing and started a feel fest right then. “Oh god Chad…I’ve dreamed about having a night with you….and now it’s here.” I said out of breath: “ I….I’ve been looking at your sexy body for a very long while Lena. I started young when I wanked thinking about you. Ron and I both did. Did you have any idea we were hot for our moms? “
… She giggled and said: “Silly boys, you guys never knew that your ’moms’ had lusty thoughts about you guys. Your mom would tell me stories about seeing you naked, just to watch me get all horny and turned on….of course I did the same to her. You guys were young, but your mom and I would sleep together after you guys had gone to bed. We would tell each other hot stories about you guys and then finger ourselves thinking about you guys.
…Lena and I headed for her bedroom. Man was I ever turned on big time. She turned and faced me and said: “Son, would you like to undress your mom?” I went for it as she undressed me at the same time. Our hands fumbled with the buttons as we both had the jitters. On her back and on the bed she went with me right on top of her.
…She closed her eyes and said: “…oh baby, make mom happy, I want you in me so bad….” She was so beautiful naked I just took a good look for a second. She pulled on me and moaned as I moved the head of my erection into her sweet wet pussy. She gave out a moan and held on tight as I had to fuck her right now. She worked her whole body with mine in a together fucking machine. I held her sweet tits and felt them bare for the first time. She started to moan steady and faster. “..oh baby, fuck mommy son…fuck mommy so good…” It didn’t take long and I had to cum. She knew it and dug my erection in her deep and kept moaning as I shot a glorious cum in her.
…She yelled something and locked her body on me and shook. “Oh baby…keep going” She kept fucking me deep and fast as my erection kept shooting in her. She locked up again and yelled. My hips wouldn’t stop fucking her over and over. Our tummies slapped together in one of the hottest fucks of our lives. Our bodies shook as the cum flowed in her and overflowed out.
….We were just getting started for all night…..
Connie….
….I wanted to feel his cum fill my mouth…but I wanted his rock hard boner in my pussy first. I turned as I got on top of him. In one quick motion I had his boner in me and I began to kiss him as he felt my moving big tits. I loved the motion we had as my tits swung back and forth on his chest. His face of joy was divine. Lena had told me she had always wanted to get on top of Ron and fuck him slow at first and then speed up aiming his boner to rub right on her G spot.
…I was now doing just that. It took all my breath away it felt so good. Ron had said he dreamed of his mom on top of him…and now I was. He felt my nipples and rolled them hard. He started fast fucking my sensitive pussy. I moaned in spurts…loud….then louder and now my voice just moaned as I felt Ron’s hot cum shooting in my pussy…I climaxed hard and froze up with ecstasy…we trembled and kept fucking until we couldn’t fuck fast any more. I pushed my pussy deep into him and just held it there…..we squirmed slightly as we both slowly passed out…….
…The night was young and we woke up fucking slowly….
……It was going to be one hell of a night…..
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Connie….
…A few days later, Lena and her son Ron came over. Lena and I headed to the den to talk. Ron and my son Chad went to his bedroom. Lena and I went over our nights in heaven in vivid detail. Two awesome stories that made us really horny.
… Soon, Chad and Ron came in the den and each held out their hands to us. Chad, my son pulled me to him and felt my tits. I blinked as he had never done that in his life. I looked over as Ron was doing the same to his mom Lena.
…Chad smiled at me and said: “Lena, you look beautiful tonight.” (He called me Lena?)
…Ron said to his mom Lena: “Connie…you look so hot and sexy tonight.” (He called her by my name ‘Connie?’)….
….They said: “Bye you guys, we have to go home now.” Chad continued feeling my tits and now kissing my neck as my heart was pumping out of my chest.
He said: “ ‘Lena‘,…. may I undress you?”…I felt faint as he slowly began to undress me….
…It was a wonderful night…..

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Hole in the Wall, Chapter 2

(Be sure to read chapter 1 first.)
Justin slept well that night. In his mind he replayed the events of the night: finding his sister Emily watching their parents having sex, convincing her to watch together through a peephole he had in his bedroom wall, and then fucking her while they watched.
Emily seemed to really enjoy it at the time, but now that morning was here, Justin hoped that she didn’t have second thoughts. His cock stirred at the thought of fucking Emily again.
When Justin went down for breakfast, he saw his parents and sister already at the table eating. Emily’s reaction didn’t seem any different than normal as everyone scurried to get ready to leave for work. ‘At least she didn’t turn me in,’ he thought to himself as he wolfed down a bowl of cereal.
Justin went through the day in a fog – his mind distracted by the memories of last night and his hopes and desires for nights to come. Fortunately, the summer job that kept him busy this morning involved mindless stocking of shelves.
Emily was in her room when Justin got home from work. He quickly changed out of his work uniform and into something more comfortable. As he pondered what to do with the rest of the afternoon, a door opened in the distance and Justin heard his sister’s steps as she walked from her room to his. She stood in his doorframe wearing a light sundress and asked, “How was work?”
“Good,” Justin replied. He wondered if she was going to bring last night up or wait for him to do it. “What were you up to?”
“I was out at the mall with Jill,” she replied. Jill was her BFF: they’d known each other since 4th grade. She lived just down the street and they had slept over at each other’s houses more times than he could remember. “We talked about lots of stuff.”
Emily paused, as if uncertain how to phrase her next words. “Actually, remember last night?”
“How could I forget?” he replied.
“Well, um… Jill wants to watch too.”
“What?” he shrieked. “You told Jill all about us?”
“Don’t be silly,” she quickly replied. “I just mentioned that I caught you looking and you let me watch too.”
“You caught me looking?”
“Well, I wasn’t going to admit that I was peeking in the hallway! So, please can Jill come and look too?”
“Okay…”
Emily quickly interrupts, “But you have to promise me you won’t tell her what we did! Got it? And don’t watch with us. If you’re going to be in the room, stay over by your bed.”
“I suppose I can live with that,” Justin replied. “But I’ve got one more condition to add.”
“What’s that?”
Justin closes the distance to his sister and says, “This.” As he bends his lips down to hers, one hand goes behind her back for support while the other cups one of her breasts.
“Mmmm,” Emily moans into his mouth as she indicates acceptance of his terms by melting into his embrace. Her hands clutched his back. Their hands roamed franticly over their bodies. His quickly found the ties holding her dress in place while she grabbed the waistband of his shorts and pushed them down towards the floor.
A pile of clothes formed as the two siblings quickly undressed each other. They tumbled into the bed, Justin lying on top as Emily grabbed his cock and guided it to her opening. Justin pushed in and the two teens started thrusting at each other. This was not the gentle seduction of last night – this was the fucking of two people in heat.
Almost as soon as it began, Emily lets out a squeal of delight matched quickly by Justin’s grunting as he unloads his sperm into her pussy. Spent, he collapses on her before rolling onto his side.
They both lie there gasping for breath. “I’ve been thinking about that all day,” Emily says.
“You too?” Justin asked. “I was worried you regretted last night.”
“No way!” Emily said. “It feels way too good.” She turned onto her side and snuggled up to Justin.
“Always glad to help my sister out,” he replied completing the embrace. His hands gently glided over her body. He realized that he hadn’t really seen Emily’s naked form before since it was quite dark last night and they were in such a hurry now. With the urgency dissipated, he could gently explore the soft curves of her tits and ass. “What’s the plan with Jill?”
“She sleeps over here all the time.”
“Yeah, but do you think Mom and Dad will do anything if she’s spending the night? Plus, they don’t do it every night.”
Emily’s hands absent-mindedly traced circles over Justin’s chest as she thought through the dilemma. “If we wait until they start, Jill will have missed too much
“Can Jill sneak out every night?” Justin asked. “She could sneak over to meet you outside. I’ll peek in and see if Mom and Dad are up to anything. If so, I’ll text you and you can come inside. If not, Jill can go back home and you can try the next day.”
“Great idea! I’m sure Jill can make that work. She’ll be so excited!” As Emily squirmed in Justin’s grip, she felt his hardening cock pushing against her legs. “I see someone else has gotten excited again.”
“It’s because you are a beautiful woman,” Justin said smoothly.
Emily hit him playfully. “Cliché!” But she moved closer, allowing his cock to slide between her legs. “But you’re wonderful anyway,” she said before covering his mouth with hers.
The two teens pressed against each other. Their hands held each other closely but gently as they shared a deep, sensual kiss. After a few long minutes, Justin slowly adjusted his position to allow his cock to slide to the opening of Emily’s pussy. She felt the contact and slowly slid down to engulf him.
They continued their kiss as their bodies moved slowly against each other. Justin held his hands on Emily’s rear while she stoked his back. Their hands guided their bodies slowly against each other as his cock gently glided in and out, tickling against her clit with each sensuous stroke.
It seemed as if hours passed as they continued their hypnotic dance. The pleasure grew slowly within them. Justin could feel the tension slowly mounting in his groin as the pace of their movements slowly accelerated. Emily’s breath in his mouth was faster and more uneven as she approached her release as well.
Justin pulled Emily tight against him as he released his load into her pussy. Like their lovemaking, even his climax seemed like a gentle, sensual release rather than a violent blast. Emily sighed contently in his arms as gentle waves of pleasure coursed through her body.
“Hmmm…” Emily sighed. “You’re the best.”
“You too,” Justin replied, holding her close. “But we should get cleaned up before the parental units get home.”

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Don’t Pretend

That succulent sweetness just sucks me right in,
as I see your soft secrets I stiffen with sin.
The pillage I plot on your pert derriere
finds me tonguing your asshole, as deep as I care.
Your daddy would cry for his little princess,
if he knew your cute panties were left a torn mess,
how the knot in your bum didn’t even protest
as I stretched you and split you and bit at your breast.
Would it kill pop to hear you pretended distress?
That I’d found and then pounded the whore you suppress?
So I won’t go telling, and don’t you confess,
that for all of your life, my cock was the best.

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Jessica and I

Jessica and I
Part I
She pressed closer to me. “Fuck me like an animal” she whispered into my ear. I pressed my…
“Sebastian! Wake up!”
I frowned. My dad’s voice bombarded the hallways of our house, at the most unfortunate of times. Though the sun had not yet risen, it was morning according to my dad. Groggily, I opened my eye slits to see my boxers thoroughly soaked. Damnit. It was just another wet dream.
Groggily, I tossed off my sheet and rolled out of bed. I looked around, trying to see whether I was still in a dream or in reality. I made my usual routine to the bathroom and hopped in the shower. The water was nearly scalding, yet I hardly noticed. When one is that sleepy, all their senses seem to just shut down entirely.
Smoking water poured over my arms head and shoulders. I slid my coarse palm over my chest, feeling my recently acquired muscles. While I had been on the wrestling team all throughout high school, it wasn’t until I started working at the docks that I felt some real muscle improvement.
Forty hours a week I would wait at the harbor in the hot sun, working with a handful of antiquated seamen, tugging on a thick, bristled rope that originated from incoming boats. I was in charge of tying the boats to the dock, and untying them when they left. Most people just called me the ‘rope guy’. I’d always have a coil of rope with me. While it wasn’t the most fun job around, as well as leaving my hands rough and callused, it helped to pay for my tuition as well as giving me an incredible workout.
I hopped out of the shower and threw on some black and red-checkered boxers, jeans, and a heavy white t-shirt. I pulled a black hoodie over my head and grabbed my camping backpack, prepped last night so I wouldn’t have to wake up even earlier. Today was going to be a long day.
As I headed down the stairs, my mom was already half way up meeting me with a plate of eggs, sausage, and toast. She smiled, and headed back to hurriedly finish packing her things. Before I had time to remark on the fact that brain wasn’t awake, much less my stomach, my dad grabbed my fork and pushed some eggs from the plate towards my mouth.
“Eat up and let’s get moving. We’ve got to pick up Jessica and get going. It’s already almost two-thirty!”
‘A.M. or P.M?’ I thought to myself. It was two-thirty, and I was supposed to be moving? I was hardly conscious. My dad was one of those fanatical early morning nuts and wanted to get moving long before dawn so we could have our tent pitched and be fished before the sun rose. I’d be much happier simply crawling in a corner and snoring until noon.
I was an adept camper, as I had been dragged along nearly every weekend since I was three. Fifteen years later, and I’m still reluctant wake up that early. Yet today there was something special that motivated me to trick my body to get moving, unknown to the functions of my brain.
When I was dragged along camping in my younger years, my parent’s empathetically noticed that I was quickly becoming bored. Even with hiking, swimming, fishing, and smore-crafting, I was lonely and soon became rowdy and frustrated. They tried everything to keep me content (or at least calm), but could only manage to suppress my agitation instead of actually cure it.
Finally one day, the solution to their problems arrived. When I was about seven, a new set of next-door neighbors appeared. It was a small family, of a mother, father, and a daughter just a year younger than I. Her name was Jessica, and she was the greatest thing that had ever happened to me.
After our introductions and early on formalities, my parents soon began to arrange play dates with Jessica and I. Each morning, they would drop me off at her house for the day, and then head off to work. While both my parents worked full-time, only Jessica’s dad did. He left at sunrise, and was gone all day and night. Jessica rarely saw him around the house whatsoever. Her mom was what you’d picture as a ‘soccer-mom’. She never did participate on any soccer teams, but she did stay at home and feed the neighborhood kids (like myself) plenty of snacks.
I can still picture our first play-date, so clearly imbedded in my memories.
“Hey. I’m Sebastian.”
“Um…hi.”
“What’s your name?”
“Jessica.”
“That’s a really pretty name. Wanna play with me?”
“I dunno…”
Even as an ignorant toddler, I could tell she was shy. But she was also really cute. She had the most adorable little nose, rosy pink cheeks, and emerald eyes. I thought that she would like me, as I was pretty certain that I liked her, but first I had to break the ice.
While Jessica just stood there nervously, I plotted my next move. Then without thinking, I wrapped my puny arms around her and yanked her to the ground. She pushed me off me, and tried to shove me against the ground. While she was quick, I was quicker. In seconds I grabbed her wrists, pulled her to the ground under me and rolled on top of her. She was terrified; I could see the petrified look on her face.
“I win. Now close your eyes.”
Jessica trembled, but obeyed. I pressed my face lower, within an inch of hers. She could hear my breathing. My hands squeezed more tightly around her wrists with every squirm of hers. After several moments of torturous anticipation, I kissed her nose.
Jessica’s eyes opened and looked at me confused. I just smiled at her, and then crawled off.
“So do you want to play something else now?”
Jessica and I immediately became best friends. When my school started, I continued to see her every afternoon. Nearly every moment we weren’t doing something required of us, we were hanging out. I can’t describe what she was to me, whether it was a little sister, a best friend, or something more. She became the kind of person you can talk to about anything, whether it was politics, school, crushes, or where you bought your underwear.
My dad’s truck continued to hiccup down the road. Anyone driving in it for the first time would be certain that it was on the verge of exploding. The car was filled with dents and scratches galore, and must have been at least twenty-five years old. Yet my dad continued to drive it, seeming to be in touch with the truck’s behaviors. I had my license, yet I didn’t have a car. The only car I ever drove was my dad’s truck, that was, when he wasn’t driving it. He worked at a corporate level for a travel agency, and was constantly on the road, either via plane or by car.
The fishing poles lying beside me prodded sharply at my back. They were annoying, but I hardly paid them any attention. My mind was fixed on our destination at hand. I’ve walked to Jessica’s house a thousand times, while about two miles away, and could walk the path blindfolded. Every inch we crept closer to her house, my heart pounded faster.
Since I had gone away to college to work on my nursing degree, I haven’t seen Jessica at all. While it was only a year to most, it seemed like eons to me. My university was about eleven hundred miles north of my hometown, as it was the best university for my major. I was reluctant to go so far away, but was convinced that it was the best choice for my future. It was finally the beginning of summer vacation, and I was ecstatic to be able to spend it back home seeing my family and old friends (primarily Jessica).
The truck pulled up to Jessica’s house. While the car was still slowing down, I tore the door open and sprang out. As I crossed her grassy front lawn and unlatched the gate to her backyard where I knew she would be, my heart was now thumping on the verge of detonation. How was Jessica? What would she look like? Was she excited to go camping? What would she think of me, now a year later?
Bounding from the other side of her backyard, Jessica leaped into the air and tackled me. I hardly had time to react to her speeding-bullet self, and barely caught her before collapsing. I was surprised that she had such energy, as early as it was. Jessica had been on the track and field team for two years, and was extraordinarily fast. I may have had a good five inches and forty pounds on her 5’7” 120 lb figure, but she ten times the runner that I was.
Jessica’s arms connected around the back of my neck, and her legs wrapped around my waist, constricting me as tightly as she could manage. I embraced her in an awkward hug, while simultaneously struggling to breath.
Between coughs, I croaked “Hey Jess…it’s good to see you too but can I get some air please?” She immediately noticed my face turning purple and let go. “Seb! Oh my God, hey! You look great! How are you?” I look great. She’s never said that before. I guess I really did look quite different now, having gained all the muscle from my latest job at the docks. Yet commenting on myself paled in comparison to her.
Jessica’s hair had grown out from shoulder length to upper back length. It had changed from a golden blonde to a sandy blonde with reddish streaks throughout it. Her chest had evolved from a petite A to a flourishing large B or small C size. Her hips and grown, as well as her entire figure become curvier. She was slender, yet instead of being a stick-figure thin kind of slender, she was now a beautiful, almost voluptuous looking slender. I simply gawked at her.
“Um…Seb? Stop staring at me like that. You’re creeping me out.” I laughed, as there was no secret here. Jessica knew I was checking her out. She likely knew me better than I knew myself. There was no way to hide the way I was examining her. Yet, the fact that she remarked that I looked good meant that she was doing the same. That put a smirk on my face.
“Sorry. I was just thinking about what I’d eat first if I was a cannibal.” Jessica laughed, in her unforgettable and lovable giggle. I knew it was a dorky comment, but I knew Jessica enough to know what would make her laugh. She knew I was a dork, and I knew she was a dork. If you’re both dorks…what’s wrong with being dorky?
After grabbing Jessica’s stuff and tossing it in the back, we waved goodbye to her parents and crawled into the backseat. It was a small backseat, and even more confined now that Jessica and I had grown so much. It was one thing to fit two toddlers in a tiny backseat, but to fit two young adults in there was another story.
We passed miles and miles of sunless and barren lands, en route to one of our favorite forest camping spots. It had a huge lake, millions of enormous redwoods, and a river that ran right beside our secluded campsite. While I was eager to see my favorite campsite, unknown to me for a year now, I was in no hurry. I was plenty entertained.
Jessica was wearing tight blue jeans and a white tank top. Her legs were sprawled out in the back, as she used me as a leg rest. Normally, whenever she tried that I would tickle her into submission off of me, but today I really didn’t seem to mind.
The three-hour trip there consisted mostly of Jessica and I catching up on life, vicious poking wars, and reminiscing about our past. We remembered stories of our first camping trip together (in which we ended beating each other up), her first boyfriend (whom I ended up beating up), and our first kiss.
On one of our many play dates about seven years ago, I was playing with Jessica at a park near her house. We got in a customary wrestling match, and I eventually pinned her to the ground. My hands pressed her wrists down above her head, and my legs were wrapped around hers, as I was taught to lock people down in wrestling. While she squirmed, it came to no avail. When she finally gave up and began to pout, I bent down and kissed her softly on her warm, pink lips. As I was slightly disoriented from the happiness I was feeling, she used the opportunity to roll on top of me in the same position. She did the same, and kissed me back.
That was one of the rare points in our life we really didn’t discuss. Neither of us was sure what exactly it meant, whether we did it just to have our first kisses or it was a puppy love kind of attraction.
While we didn’t talk about it again during the car ride, I was thinking about it. As strange as this sounds, by looking into her vernal green eyes, I knew that she could read my thoughts. She was thinking about the same thing as I was, taking it into deep consideration. Perhaps it really did mean something, even though we were just kids back then.
In what seemed like only minutes, the truck came to a halt and parked in the middle of the woods. In front of us was what seemed the only clearing for miles, and it was all to ourselves. We pitched three tents in under five minutes, having had plenty of experience to finesse our skills. My dad grabbed the fishing rods and tackle box, and began to chase us towards the lake before the sun rose. While there was no logical explanation behind it, he felt that if the sun was up when you paddled into the lake, there was no longer any fun in it. You had to sneak into the middle of the lake, subtlety prepare your rods, and strike before the fish knew what was coming!
Anyways, we fished from before dawn until late morning. My dad caught a three-inch trout, I caught two only slightly bigger, and Jessica caught almost a dozen ranging from eight to twelve inches. While she was never a big fishing fan, she certainly had a knack for it. Disgruntled, my dad docked out tiny paddleboat and took us back to camp.
We returned and set up some chairs around the fire pit. There were four chairs, one for each of us, though their sizes were certainly inaccurate. My dad had the “best chair”. It was the kind of chair, which was somehow always bigger, more comfortable, and put together the best. My mom had a chair just slightly smaller, yet it was quite worn. Jessica and I each had chairs that assumed us each to still be infants. They could hardly serve as a footrest, let alone a seat.
Jessica and I headed into the woods to gather firewood. She skipped ahead of me, searching for pieces of wood that she thought would make good firewood. While she certainly found plenty of wood (that I of course had to carry), little of it was what was required for a solid fire. I didn’t mind, though. Every time she spotted a stick or rotten block of wood, she would let loose a squeal of discovery. For some reason, each of those squeals made me smile and caused my heart to race faster and faster. Those squeals alone made my packhorse job all the worthwhile.
Though I was completely burdened down, Jessica pointed ahead and squealed even more loudly than ever.
“Ooo! Look! Come on!”
I don’t think she understood what ‘I can’t carry anymore, you ditz’ meant. After letting out a sigh, I followed her ahead. She was standing beside an incredible river. I had been here a thousand times, but I never really noticed how large the river was. Instead of being just an overgrown stream, it was a full-on raging river. It was at least fifteen feet across, and carried down as far as the eye could see.
“We should go swimming!” cried Jessica in excitement.
“Yeah, ok. But do you mind if I take this wood back to camp first? I’m pretty sure I’ll drown if I have to hold it while we’re swimming.”
Another one of my corny jokes, but it did its job. Jessica let loose her heartfelt giggle, and wrapped her arms around my neck.
“Awww sure. I don’t want you to drown, Seb. I love you too much for that. Plus, who would carry the firewood for tonight then?”
I could certainly feel the love. She let go, and skipped ahead in a random direction.
“Jess? Where are you going? Camp is back this way”
I pointed to the path behind us. Somehow I had developed the masculine inner-compass of always knowing which way we were. Jessica had no clue.
“I knew that!” she cried defensively, as she bound past me, trailblazing ahead.
We got back to camp nearly an hour later. We had traveled quite a ways from the camp. On our arrival, I found my dad with a solemn look on his face.
“Sebastian, I have some bad news. I just received a call from work and your mom and I need to head back to file some missing tax report forms.”
I looked down sadly. I didn’t want this trip to end.
“I can drive your truck. Do you think you guys could take mom’s car home, and I’ll drive Jess and I home later?”
My dad just shrugged and nodded. He tossed me the keys to his truck and gathered a few personal belongings. He followed my mom into her car and waved as they drove off in a hurry. Somehow, I don’t think I would be missing them too much during this trip.
“Sweet…now we can go swimming!” exclaimed Jessica.
She disappeared into her tent with her backpack in an instant. I grabbed my swimming trunks and changed quickly. Looking up at the sky, I saw the most intense hues of crimson, violet, and yellow. The sun was not yet setting, but it was preparing itself for its descent. Jessica soon emerged from the tent and came beside me, following my eyes. I had never seen a more gorgeous spectacle…and I don’t mean the sky.
Jessica had changed into her bikini, which was a violet string bikini. It was smaller than the average bikini, but big enough as to cover up the glorious essentials (unfortunate as it was). While I had never previously thought of Jessica as ‘sexy’, that thought finally came to mind. Her vibrant, gold locks with red streaks flowed down her small, feminine shoulders. The skimpy bikini material clothed a pair of firm, round, breasts tightly pressed against the fabric. Her nipples were nearly visible, and forced one to imagine what exactly was underneath the pitiless fabric. There was no sag in them at all; they held up steadily, and bounced just slightly with each move she made. Jessica’s stomach was flat, free of any excess fat. Her hips were wide and womanly, giving her a far different appearance than the cute little girl he remembered her as. The triangular shape of her bikini bottom almost seemed to scandalously point between Jessica’s legs, almost leading his eyes to their target. I felt so…naughty looking at her in this way, yet I couldn’t bring myself to stop groping her with my eyes. Her legs were long and toned, with a slightly tanned color matching the rest of her luscious skin. They were smooth, without a hair on them. Sexual fantasies of her filled my head.
“Um…Seb? I thought we already talked about this. If you’re going to cannibalize me, you’re going to start with my arms. Remember? You promised!”
I shook my head, and slapped my cheek to wake myself from my horny daze. I forced myself to only look at Jessica’s eyes, draped lightly with just enough mascara and eyeliner to cause her emerald orbs to glisten. I prevented my eyes from looking any lower than her rosy cheeks and thick, pink lips just begging to be kissed…
“Uh yeah Jessica. Your arms…right. Let’s head to the river.”
I turned my head away from her painfully and headed to the truck. While I’d love to keep gazing on her, I was soon becoming addicted. Tobacco paled in comparison to Jessica’s enthralling figure. Nicotine or not, she was more desirable than any sort of drug mankind could come up with.
Jessica hopped into the passenger seat and smiled at me, almost as if she knew I was guilty of something. Yet, even if she knew why I was gawking at her, she wouldn’t tell me. She knew that my curiosity of her thoughts would be torturous to myself.
We drove off and were at the mouth of the river in minutes. The sun began to set as Jessica dashed out of the car and towards the river. With the deftness of a hawk, she dove through the water, emerging from the surface moments later. She was majestic.
I got out of the truck, tossed my shirt off, and slowly started heading towards the water. There was no hurry to break my gaze on this angel swimming before me. It was as if her body was so transcendent that she floating through the water, gliding down the river. Since my gaze was entirely focused on her, it almost seemed that the river width around her was growing. She moved so slowly in my gaze that the water about her seemed to be moving faster, and even turning white. Wait…
It wasn’t until I heard Jessica cry out with a shriek of pain that I noticed that something was wrong. Unconsciously I had started to follow her downstream, where the river became wider and more rapid as it headed in a downward slope towards a small waterfall. This was considered the more dangerous part of the river, as it was filled with rocks and debris in the water, and Jessica had just encountered some of it.
The river was moving too quickly for Jessica to be able to pull herself out, and was far too wide for me to be able to reach her. I dashed back to the truck, and grabbed a fifty-foot coil of rope that my dad always had stored in the back, just in case. With all my might, I sprinted back to Jessica while tying one end of the rope around my waist. I knotted the other end of the rope around a tree beside the lake, and looked back to Jessica.
By now, Jessica’s head was bobbing in and out of the water as she gasped for breath. Every few feet I would hear another shriek from her, as she impacted with more submerged river traps. I charged into the water and jumped in, allowing myself to be pulled downstream. While rocks barraged my chest and scathed my legs, I paddled myself forward to reach Jessica. I could no longer see her face above the water, yet I could see her figure just beneath the surface. I reached under, groped around in her direction, until I felt the touch of her skin. I lifted her tender body above the water and pulled her against my chest as I turned around.
Jessica coughed, scrambling for air. Her eyes opened and looked deep into mine. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and her legs around my hips. The rope came to an end and pulled taught. I turned myself, so that I was facing against the water, and Jessica was pressed against my chest, holding us face to face. While the feeling of such a sensual body pressed against my chest was nearly overwhelming, I knew that I didn’t have time to let the feeling sink in.
“Jess…hold on tight.”
“I won’t let go.”
She kept her word, and squeezed her arms around my neck tightly. Her entire body squished against me, allowing me to feel her inner warmth, no matter the temperature of the water. Her breasts were crushed against my chest muscles, causing her some clear discomfort. Jessica’s head rested on my shoulder, as I saw tears beginning to drip down her cheeks.
I clenched the rope in front of me, locking my callused palms around it into a vice. While the river’s current was brutal, I wasn’t willing to just give up and wait until the rope snapped and we were both carried downstream into a brutal rendezvous with the boulders beneath the waterfall. I used all my strength to slowly start pulling both of our bodies against the water and towards the tree the rope was attached to.
Inch by inch, we made progress. I could feel the insides of my hands ripping against the crudely crafted rope. The cuts that started to form stung badly, yet I refused to allow them to affect me. We continued along, until finally, we reached the riverbank. I gave a final tug and pulled us out of the water and onto dry land. I collapsed onto my back, with Jessica lying against my chest. My arms were sore, and I was exhausted. I was panted, working to regain my breath. With each breath in or out, I could feel Jessica’s nearly weightless figure bob up and down.
Jessica rolled off me, and into the grass beneath us. She clutched her ankle, cringing in pain. I turned to look at her, and saw a rather vicious gash on her right ankle. I pulled myself to my feet, and knelt down. I lifted Jessica’s body into my arms, and carried her to the truck. I drove us back to the campsite, though my body was convulsing in pain by now.
By now it was getting dark quickly, and it was beginning to get cold. I carried Jessica to camp and sat her down in my mom’s chair. I grabbed a king-sized blanket from my parent’s tent and wrapped her snuggly in it. The sun had now set entirely and the air was becoming brisk and frosty. While our firewood choice wasn’t ideal, I stacked it in the fire pit, lit a match, and fanned the emerging flames.
I went to sit down in my dad’s enormous chair, though limping by now. The air was cold, but I had been tempered to it. I hardly noticed it, especially between the spikes of pain emerging all about my body.
Jessica hobbled over to my chair with her blanket, and seated herself on my lap. She nestled herself against me so that her body was pointed to one side, while her head pressed against my chest. Her blanket wrapped around both of us, making it extremely cozy. It wasn’t so much the warmth from the blanket that made it so snug, but rather the fact that the most beautiful girl in the world was sitting on my lap. Her legs rested perfectly around me, as if they were designed to be there. Her ass sat right on top of my crotch, creating enough pressure to make myself begin to harden.
“Thank you Seb…for saving me. You’re really the most amazing guy I have ever met.”
As she said this, she wiggled around, repositioning herself more comfortably against me. I didn’t expect there could be a comfortable position, as by now my dick had become stone hard. With such a beautiful figure resting on it, it had no choice but to seek out its target, almost struggling to free itself from my pants. My dick fought to stand straight up, to feel warm flesh around it, to penetrate the pussy that it knew was lying over it almost in a sick, temptress sort of manner.
I struggled to try and quell my dick’s uprising, but it was bent on prodding itself between Jessica’s legs. I could feel it sliding up and down against the bottom of her bikini, and could almost feel the smooth, hairless pussy rubbing against my dick through the insignificant material. I closed my eyes ecstatically. This was pure, captivating bliss.
It was only Jessica’s whimpers of pain that awoke me from my corporeal thoughts. I looked down at her ankle, seeing the gruesome cut that caused her such pain. I reached beside the chair, and fiddled around in a box that contained first aid supplies. Inside, I gathered a coil of gauze bandaging.
Gently, I moved Jessica’s hands away from her ankle. I placed the wrapping around her leg, and wove it around numerous times. I threaded it so that it provided the most support, as well as being loose enough to not cause her any unnecessary discomfort. I reached my head down, and kissed her ankle afterwards.
My dick continued to violently rub against the limited fabric around Jessica’s pussy, out of control.
“Uh…Jessica I’m sorry. I don’t mean to-”
Before I could finish apologizing for my dick’s fleshy desires, Jessica reached her head up and pressed her fluffy pink lips against mine. She kept the embrace going, kissing me with such passion that I could never imagine from her. Her arms held onto my shoulders, as she propped herself now into a half-kneeling position over me. Each of her legs took a side around my waist, followed by her sitting down onto me once again. My dick bobbed again at the sensation, poking away at her. It was impossible for her to not to have noticed by now, meaning she must not have minded.
“Don’t apologize,” she whispered to me with her lips less than an inch from mine. “It’s ok. I’ve never told you all these years, but I’ve always had a crush on you. You’re so cute, and fun,” she looked down at her gently wrapped ankle. “And gentle with me.” Her hands pressed against mine, tangling our fingers between them. “I never thought such rough, callused, wrestler hands could be so loving and gentle. Sebastian, I think I love you. I want to be with you.”
She cuddled now, once more against my chest, ignoring the tiny gashes that covered it. I wrapped my arms around her, careful not to temper her pure flesh with my rugged hands.
“Jessica, I feel the same way about you. Ever since that day we met, when we wrestled and I kissed your nose, I knew I wanted to hold you forever. There was nothing you could have said that made me feel more happy than the fact that you liked me too, and my feelings wouldn’t go unreturned.”
We lay like that for several hours more. We roasted some marshmallows, made smores, and enjoyed a few sugary kisses together. Eventually, we decided to head to bed. Though she kept telling me that she could manage to walk, I carried her to her tent. It wasn’t so much the fact that I didn’t think she could walk, as the fact that I wanted to carry her. Holding her slender, bikini-clad body in my arms felt so right. Placing her down into her tent was saddening.
Jessica gave me a kiss and I headed to my tent. I crawled into my sleeping bag, though I knew I’d hardly need it. While it was well under thirty degrees outside, my body was well adapted to cold climates. I stripped myself down to my boxers, and buried myself in the heavy thick fabric. While thoughts of a succulent angel ran through my thoughts, my eyes began to grow heavy and finally shut. I closed my eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.
“Hey Seb? Seb?”
I propped myself up and looked outside the tent, through the window flap. Jessica was standing outside, shivering badly. I quickly peeled the zipper to the tent open and let her inside. She was dressed in her pajamas, consisting of pink spaghetti straps, and black flannel bottoms. I could see goose bumps strewn across her bare shoulders.
“Um…I’m super cold. I didn’t mean to bug you, but do you think-”
Before she could say another word, I pulled the sleeping bag zipper open, offering her to join me with a non-judgmental smile on my face. With a small squeal of glee, she dove inside like a baby gopher fleeing into its burrow. I sealed the tent, even though there was no need. We were dozens of miles away from any civilization, and the only animals around were squirrels and deer.
As I crawled into the sleeping bag beside her and zipped us up, I heard her giggle. She pointed towards my waist, reminding me of a goliath erection that had appeared on me. While the space was only designed for a single person, it fit us both just fine. We lay face-to-face, arms wrapped around one another. Our torsos gently compressed against one another, allowing us to feel the warmth of one another. Her plump breasts rubbed against my chest, as I could feel my erection poking from outside of my boxers against her waist. I rubbed my hands against her bare shoulders and arms, causing the goose bumps to disappear. She began to quietly purr, as she did when she was enjoying something. Her face pressed towards mine as our lips locked. She kissed me for several seconds before stopping and staring into my eyes. Her look was almost as if she was asking for permission. I simply nodded and continued to kiss her.
Jessica’s hands began to stroke my chest, and then slid down to my waist. Slowly, she slid a hand lower until it reached my dick. She began to stroke it with her fingertips, and then with her nails. I began groaning happily. Her hands reached around the elastic waistband of her flannel pants and began to slide them down. She removed them and tossed them out of the sleeping bag, leaving her in her white cotton panties and pink spaghetti straps. She then looked at her top, then at me. I would have been an idiot to miss that hint.
I slid the straps off of her curvy shoulders, kissing them the entire way. I pulled the top off, removing it from over her head. I tossed it outside the tent, still staring into her eyes. Her hands returned to my dick, now throbbing painfully. By now, my erection had turned my dick into rock, and forced it to stand almost straight up, still poised partially at its ancestral target.
Jessica rubbed my dick lightly, just enough to allow her hands to feel it’s mighty texture. She then reached her fingers into the elastic band, and pulled my boxers down. She tossed them outside the tent, and an innocent grin appeared on her face. I now turned my gaze onto what I had just uncovered. I stared at her breasts, resting so firmly against her chest. They were the perfect imaginable size- not too big and not too small. Her nipples had become stiff and stuck out.
I placed my hands around her breasts, completely encompassing them. I had rather large hands, easily big enough to cover her breasts. I began to rub them in small clockwise circles, applying just enough pressure to be noticeable. Jessica closed her eyes, and began to purr quite noticeably by now. Her hands released my dick, and reached around her panties. She slid her final article of clothing off, and removed them.
She wrapped her arms around my neck, and squeezed me against her, kissing me feverously. As she pulled tightly against me, I could feel all her flesh against mine, and felt how different our skin textures really were. My skin was rather rough and rugged, while her entire body was smooth and creamy. My dick had lunged out again, now having a mind of its own. It prodded against Jessica, now pricking itself against Jessica’s bare, hairless, glistening pussy. I could hear Jessica’s repressed moans each time this happened.
We continued kissing and rubbing each other’s bodies, until I felt something odd. Jessica’s body was quivering. It was impossible to be cold, as I could feel intense heat resonating from each of our bodies. I broke off the kiss, and I lay Jessica against the back of the sleeping bag. I propped myself against her, drawing my dick into position against the lips of her pussy. My dick was straining to extend itself as far as it could, as if it were a dog on a leash desperate to break it’s leash and seize a juicy steak. I could feel the moisture exhumed from her pussy. She was now breathing rapidly, and her breasts made patterns of rising and falling with each breath. As my dick began to apply just the slightest amount of pressure against her wet self, I heard a small whine resonate from her mouth. She continued quivering. Her eyelids closed, clenched against each other. I knew Jessica well, and these weren’t her signs of being cold. She was afraid.
“Jess? Are you alright?”
She just bobbed her head into a rapid nod, not changing her body language.
“If you’re scared, we don’t have to do this. I would love to do this with you, but only when you’re ready. I don’t want you to be afraid when we do it.”
“Really? I mean…is that ok?”
I nodded, though my dick was fuming at me.
“Can we just…cuddle like this? I love feeling you holding me.”
I laid myself back down, spooning with her. I wrapped my arms around her chest, holding her close to me. She slid her hands over mine, turned to give me a kiss, and was soon purring and fast asleep.
The next morning we packed up camp and headed home. Our experience last night wasn’t mentioned, but the feelings that we both felt during it were on the top of each of our minds. She slept with her head on my shoulder the whole way back. I was saddened when I finally took her home.
While I was sad that she had to go, and that I couldn’t allow my dick to sink into the soft skin that it desired to desperately, the knowledge I gained was paramount. I had known that I loved Jessica for years now, and finally she had admitted it too. It was true that everyone else had a soul mate, and I had found mine.

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Leon (What Just Happened part 3)

This is the third part of a series – it won’t make total sense and parts will seem quite confusing if you don’t read the first two: “What Just Happened” and “LaMar and Leon (what Just Happened part 2)”