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[M/s] UPDATE: Hoping to restart what my mom and I did during covid lockdown

It doesn't say so in the rules that I could see but from looking at the other posts, it looks like we post updates in separate threads from the first one? So that's what I'm doing, here goes. Also here's the first post. I can only see about half of the comments it says there are, is that normal? https://www.reddit.com/r/incest/comments/zmvw9c/ms\_hoping\_to\_restart\_what\_my\_mom\_and\_i\_did\_during Anyway, this weekend my mom and I happened to be in her room, which is where a lot of our fun happened before. Having fun was our shorthand for it. So I just brought it up and said I missed having fun with her. And her response was like "Aww, you do?" which almost made me laugh because it wasn't how I expected her to react at all. I know it's not what she meant but the way she said it was almost like "aww it's so cute and adorable that you liked it when I gave you blowjobs" and to me liking that sort of thing is pretty normal, not cute and adorable. But lol anyway. We were talking about it and the feeling I got was that she would probably agree to starting it again, but more because I wanted to than because she wanted to. Like there's wanting to do something and then there's being willing to do it. During covid she wanted to, it was basically her idea. But this time the feeling I had was she was probably more willing to do it for my sake. I hope that makes sense. Then I told her what I mentioned in the last post, how I came to find out that getting to have fun with your own mom is a huge fantasy a lot of guys have. And I was going to say how I regretted that I didn't appreciate it on that level when we were doing it, and I didn't appreciate that as my mom she was cool doing stuff like that with me. Because probably most moms aren't. But I never even got that far (I did say it to her later) because when I brought up the mom topic, things just changed. Like her eyes lit up. She was so happy that I liked the mom element of it. Because she didn't think I did and this is more stuff we talked about later. Like I was just saying at the start, I thought she'd be willing but maybe she didn't want to. But I guess I don't read her very well because she said she definitely wanted to and she always wanted to. She would have loved still doing it during the last year and a half that we stopped. But when it started to slow down she thought maybe I had gotten over my crush on her or got it out of my system or whatever. And then with that gone, she thought that maybe now I thought it was weird doing this with my mom. So she thought it was slowing down because of me and didn't want to make things weird by trying to keep it going. Which is how I felt basically, only the opposite way. Then she hears me tell her that not only do I want to start doing it again, but I actually like that it's my mom I'm doing these things with. She was seriously like so happy. Anyway, big surprise at this point lol, we restarted things. But it's been even better than before. I mentioned in the last post that I had never touched her pussy and she didn't seem comfortable with that. She said she doesn't remember ever feeling like she didn't want me to touch her there. In that situation I mentioned where had I tried to, she said she's really sensitive after she cums and her only guess was that maybe she had just cum and didn't want to be touched only in that moment. I don't exactly remember it like that but maybe I remembered it worse than it was, or maybe I misunderstood what she said. I don't know. Anyway, if she wasn't ok with it before she definitely is now because I've been touching it a lot. I don't know if I'm any good at oral but she's been like instructing me really good on what she likes, and I started using her vibrator while I do it so she gets both at the same time and it makes her cum like crazy. Making her cum is really like the best thing ever. So our updated routine is basically long intense making out, which I think for her is maybe her favorite part. Then I kiss and lick and suck on her whole body especially her tits. Then I eat her pussy which is the big new addition. That's probably her favorite part now lol but the kissing is close. Then maybe we make out some more or not but we finish things with her giving me a blowjob. Then we either stop or start all over with making out and repeat the cycle as many times as we can depending on what time it is, what's going on, and all that. It's only been two days but I'm enjoying this even more than I did the first time. I don't care if things don't go any farther than this and we haven't talked about going any farther. The talk about me getting to do things to her pussy was the most we've talked about taking things farther than they were before. But I'm definitely going ask her if she wants to have actual sex. I know I just said I don't care if we don't but I hope she does. She's so pretty and I love her more than anything and I just really really want to fuck her lol. I'm gonna ask her tonight actually. I don't know why I haven't asked already except I guess I've just been too caught up in the fun we're already having to think about more. Typing this was kind of my first chance to settle down and gather all my thoughts. Hope you liked it.

[MF] A hot summer fling with my [26] friend's kinky little sister [21]

Last summer, my friend hosted her younger sister Kayla who was coming back for break from an out-of-state college. I was initially introduced to her at the gym. My jaw dropped. The first thing I saw was her curvy chest accentuated by a white long-sleeve cropped workout top that might have been a size too small. It hugged her skin so tightly that the stretched white fabric made the black sports bra underneath easily visible. Her exposed waist and stomach were slim and fit like a model's yet her tits were impossibly perky. She was wearing short shorts that failed to contain her round firm ass cheeks. I had to make a conscious effort to stop gawking as they approached. She was shy at first, but her bubbliness came out as she got to know me and our friend group better. She would tag along to our gatherings and outings and board game nights. She always greeted me by skipping over for a hug, pressing her soft breasts into me. As she was 5 years my junior and the younger sister of my protective friend, I did my best to keep from getting too flirty, but her playful energy drew me in. Kayla would make subtle, suggestive jokes and comments that sounded innocent enough to those around us, but the coy smirk she would flash me after told me otherwise. I often tried to play dumb and respond unphased, much like an exasperated big brother would treat a little sister, but that only seemed to egg on her teasing and flirting. If I teased her back too much, she would tilt her head downwards and look up at me with beautiful round puppy dog eyes, stopping my heart and making my cock twitch simultaneously. And she knew it too as that innocent frown curled into a sly, mischievous smile. One night, we were at a friend's house party. Throughout the evening, Kayla would brush past me while I was talking to buddies and drag her firm butt across my thigh. When we played against each other in beer pong, she would lean forward and subtly squeeze her elbows in to show off her cleavage and tits spilling out of her tiny tube top. Later, Kayla was dancing, flashing me seductive looks while smoothly winding her hips to Bad Bunny. After a quick glance around to make sure none of our friends were in view, I finally caved. I danced up in front of her, putting my hands around her waist. She put her hands around my neck and slowly moved in closer to the latin rhythm. As the beat changed to a hip-hop banger, she spun around and started pressing her ass into me. I saw her naughty grin upon the obvious feeling of her ass grinding on a raging hard-on under my joggers. She leaned back with her head turned, hungrily biting her lip. I reciprocated, pressing my lips onto hers and letting our tongues explore each other's mouths. When we finally broke apart, she whispered "finally." "I wanted that so bad, but... your sister" "I don't want her to know about us either. But I've been thinking about this all month. Wait a little, then follow me to the bathroom" she said excitedly A minute later after again checking to see that our friends hadn't noticed us, I slid into the far bathroom down the hall. Immediately the door was shut closed and locked behind me, and I was pressed hard against it. Kayla was already attacking with her mouth on mine, sliding her hands over my still-hard cock.Then came the moment I still dream about. She dropped to her knees as she pulled my pants to the floor. She had pulled down her top to her waist and was looking up at me with those huge puppy dog eyes. Several seconds must have passed for me to just take in the astounding view. Her perky DD tits were fully on display with perfect sized areolas and dark puffy nipples. Her round gorgeous eyes stared up into mine and her juicy pouty lips were quivering with anticipation. "How do you want me?" she asked quietly A wave of arousal came over me. Up until then, all the girls I had been with were vanilla and thus I had not explored much including dom-sub. However, as if someone had taken control of my body, I felt my mouth open and heard my own voice. "I need your slutty lips around my cock now" I commanded "Yes daddy" Kayla replied lustfully She ran her tongue over my shaft first, still not breaking her eye contact. She kissed the tip, tasting my precum. Slowly, she wrapped her lips around my dick. She worshipped it, sliding her lips up and down with increasing speed. She began pinching her erect nipples, holding up her tits on display for me while still bobbing on my cock enthusiastically. I could feel her muffled moaning reverberating down my shaft. She pulled my hand and placed it behind her head. I obliged. Gripping firmly, I pulled her deeper onto me until she took my full length. She moaned louder, still trying to mantain eye contact. "Good girl" I grunted, feeling my toes curling with each thrust. I could now see that one hand was between her legs playing with herself. Turned on even more, I couldn't hold back. "Fuck, I'm close" I told her while releasing my hand off her head to give her the choice. There was no need as she threw her arms around my butt and forced herself deeper, her eyes watering while looking up at me in pleasure. I erupted inside her warm mouth and she reflexively gagged but still managed to somehow seal her lips around me as electifying jolts of one of the most intense orgasm I've ever had coursed through me. After what must have been several pulses of me shooting hot cum down her throat, she gave one final gulp and slowly opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, showing off the results of her clean-up. And that began a wild summer of sneaky hook-ups with Kayla. She would tease me at work by sending nudes and dirty messages. I got to explore many kinks with her including role-playing, bdsm, and sex in a public stairwell. I'll vividly remember many of the times we shared.

[F/D] I had sex with my dad last night and it was the best sex ever

I'm not putting any real details here other than I am 25 and everything was consensual. All sexual acts/tension/flirting started when I was 18+. I'm not putting details about how it happened in this post. It just happened. That's really all I am here to say. It's been building up for a few years. We've kissed before this. We've been naked together before this. I gave him a handjob a couple of years ago. But last night we had full unprotected sex and he came inside of me and I just loved it. I've had good sex before but I've never felt so connected. We were so horny that there was no kissing or foreplay to start. I just needed him inside of me. The feeling was just so satisfying. When he went inside it was like we were made to do this. I have been feeling gross over these last few years because of the incestuous thoughts but when we fucked it all went away. I've never felt something so right in my life. I've had sex with boyfriends that I loved and this was way better than that. It was like he was made for my pussy. That's all. That's it. I don't want to elaborate more now. I'm freaking out internally. We woke up naked together and he kissed me this morning. We had breakfast together and we are getting lunch. I'm just shaking as I type this out because I've never felt so satisfied.

I tricked my Math teacher into fucking me [F18]

Basically I asked my Math teacher to give me private lessons (he is 40 years old). We’ve always had a good relationship but I really wanted to try an older guy. During our second private lesson together, I was wearing an ultra tight crop top and very tight leggings. As we were working I could definitelly tell that he was starting to get hard. At one point he put his hand on my thigh to explain me something… So I just took my chance and turn around and to kiss him. Long story short, he fucked me in my room afterwards… Later he texted me that we should maybe stop the private lessons.

Cuckquean Quickie #6 [cuckquean, mf, 30s, 20s]

Honey, she was the dirtiest fucking slut I ever met. With her slim waist and big tits, and the tightest little pussy you ever did fuck. Waxed clean, of course, except for a thin red strip, perfect for burying your nose in when sucking on her sweet little clit. Oh, and the sounds she made when you ate that pussy. Fuck, that was almost enough to make you cum by itself. The little moans and the gasps she rubbed her pussy against your face as if she was constantly on the brink of an earth-shattering orgasm. Honestly, you’ve never had pussy like it. “Don’t stop,” she would beg. “Eat my pussy like you want me to eat your asshole.” The mouth on this girl. I’d never had a woman eat my ass, but the way the words came out of her mouth sounded like I’d been waiting my whole life for this moment. Maybe I had, for the moment she said that I redoubled my efforts, sliding my tongue deep inside her, kissing her entrance as I tasted her sweetest of holes. But, of course, I couldn’t resist sliding a finger into her asshole. I didn’t even need to ask. She was ready for it, desperate even. The only thing she said as I slid my middle finger into her tight asshole was “Deeper.” So I slid my finger up beyond the knuckle, finger fucking her ass as I once again moved up and sucked on her clit. “You dirty fucking slut,” she growled, grabbing my hair and pulling my face in tighter to her cunt, “you love eating my cunt, don’t you?” And I really fucking did. I’d come here to fuck her, but as she rubbed my face in between her legs, my senses overcome with the sights and smells and tastes of her magnificent pussy, I’d realised this would almost be enough in itself. I could leave here without cumming and be completely satisfied. Well, almost. “Don’t stop, you fucking whore,” she said as she held my head firmly between her legs, her powerful thighs clenched on either side of my head. “Oh, Jesus fuck, Christ… You pussy eating motherfucker.” She gave not a single fuck for what the neighbours thought, moaning at the top of her lungs as she made me make her cum, her body telling me exactly what she wanted me to do, and I dutifully obeyed, my face soaked with her pussy juices, the runoff dripping off my chin and down to the mattress, leaving a wet spot for the ages. When she was done with me, she pulled my head from out between her thighs and gave me a little pat on the head. “Good boy,” she said, smiling, her face graced with that radiant glow of a great fucking orgasm. Her body shone with sweat, glimmering in the light, a job well done. The praise and the smile, coupled with the taste of her pussy in my mouth, a taste I will remember forever, was almost enough for me. Almost. But as she lay there and smiled at me, a radiant goddess of fuck, I knew I had to have her. Turning from pet to master, I crawled up her body and kissed her, hard. She gasped with surprise at the sudden twist but quickly leaned into it, letting me take control as I got what I needed. Even so, she couldn’t resist reaching down and grabbing my dick, giving it slow strokes in her soft hands, which I immediately put a stop to. I was going to cum somewhere, but it wasn’t in her hand. I pinned both her hands above her head with one of mine and guided my dick into her with the other. She spread her legs wide, ready for me, and I could sense what she wanted from me. “Take it,” she moaned as I slid my cock into her tight hole, “it’s all for you. Fuck my tight little cunt.” I began to fuck her and she began to moan, as I took long, slow strokes, taking my time, memorising every inch of her pussy. “That’s right,” she said as I began to speed up, “own that shit. Oh fuck, yes, destroy that pussy. *Fuck*.” She lifted her legs in the air as I fucked her faster, her tits bouncing hypnotically as I fought off the urge to cum deep inside her. “It’s alright,” she said, as if reading my mind, “I want you to.” I kept fucking her, desperately holding off, not wanting this moment to end, but it was no good, her glorious pussy was too good and soon it was my turn to moan, “I’m gonna cum.” “Oh fuck yes,” she cried at the top of her lungs, “cum for me. Cum for me. Cum for me. Oh please, fuck, I want you to cum in me like you deserve.” “It’s all for me,” I grunted. “All for you. However you want to use me.” With that I grunted and pushed myself deep inside her as I came and came, pumping her full of my seed, unloading the entire contents of my balls deep into her fertile cunt, all the while she moaned and writhed and cried out as my cock twitched inside her shooting load after load after load. Finally, exhausted I collapsed on top of her, panting heavily as she stroked my hair again. “Was I good?” she whispered in my ear. “So good,” I replied. “So fucking good. The best pussy I ever had.” “Better than her?” she asked, playing with the wedding ring on my finger. “Doesn’t even compare.” I don’t know what happened next, but I must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I remembered was waking up in her bed, seeing the covers bob up and down as I felt her warm mouth sliding up and down my cock, getting me ready for the next session. But that’s for another time...

The Lady and the Maid | Part II [F20/F20] [No sex]

It had been three days since I had been fortunate enough to explore her body. Three days since I had her skin firmly between my teeth. Three days since I had almost told her I loved her. Three days since we had visited the heavens and seen the stars. She was much more reserved than she had been before, never quite meeting my eye. She stared at the floor each time I ordered her to dress or undress me. I silently watched her back as she slipped out of my sleeping quarters. She was but a quick little rabbit, darting away from my sharp claws and hungry lioness teeth. Each time I had cornered her, though, she would quickly dig a hole, disappearing and leaving me starving yet again. I could order her to look me in the eye. I could order her to undress and to let me touch her the way I did that night. I could command her to kiss me and hold me in her strong, warm arms. But I knew better than to play such games. It was true that I wanted her more than anything in the world, but I was wise enough to know that I wanted her to want me the same way. She reentered, keeping her eyes locked to the floor as if it would pull out from under her if she looked away. I could feel the warmth from her body as she pulled my Hanfu tight around my waist. “Please, sit down, Miss,” she requested. Her refusal to meet my eyes was disheartening–after our truly magical night together, she should have been closer. Instead, she was even further, out of reach from me yet still haunting my heart with that velvet tongue and nightgown barely hanging on to her frame. I obeyed, sitting in the chair next to my mirror. She rubbed the cream on her hands as I watched. Her fingers worked almost the same way they had worked inside of me, and I held my breath. She worked the cream into my cheeks, my forehead, my chin, carefully avoiding my eyes and mouth. She then dipped her slender finger into the deep crimson color in a tiny ceramic pot, gently spreading the product on my lips. This crimson color, the same pot I had put on her when I dressed her up for my own amusement. I couldn’t help but think the color looked much nicer on her. “All of this work…” I whispered. My breath hit her hand, and it looked like she would recoil, but she sucked in a sharp breath, careful to keep her eyes on the floor. “...just to give me away to him?” “Miss,” she said quietly. “I’m just doing my job.” She was right too, and how I hated that. I cursed whatever fate had made her job anything but kissing me. I reached out and touched her face. My hand brushed her cheek, as soft as a gentle spring breeze, rustling through the newly formed leaves on once-dead trees. “Do you really want him to touch me like this?” I asked her softly. I took her hand and set it on my breast and added, “Or like this?” I could see her guard waver. I could see it in her eyes. She bit her lip and shook her head, retracting her hand as soft wisps of black hair escaped from her hairdo. I wanted to reach out and tuck them behind her ear. The air hung tensely between us. The silence weighed more than the manor in which we stood, safe inside while the rain pillaged outside. “He is your fiancé,” she said finally. It looked like she wanted to say more, but she kept quiet. The silence could have hung in the air for the rest of time itself had we not heard voices echoing through the hallways. She bowed her head before ducking out of the room. I clutched my breast, trying to steady my heart that hid behind it. The once warm feeling that enveloped me had turned to a clawing, dreadful feeling. I sucked in my own shaky breath before ducking out of the room as well. “Beautiful,” a voice said. My mind went back to three nights ago, when the same word had been spoken so softly that I almost hadn’t heard it. This time, however, was loud and sharp; the gruff voice that had spoken it had done it no justice at all. “Absolutely beautiful.” I looked up to see him. He was smiling with his perfect white teeth, holding out his arm for me to take. I looked over at her, and for one fleeting moment, our eyes locked. When she looked away, I felt my body turn cold again, the warmth leaving as quickly as it had come. I ordered my heart to be still as I took his arm. He spoke words that were sickeningly sweet that would glide from his tongue like butter on a warm skillet, but they meant nothing to me. When he kissed me, I imagined it was her just to keep from expelling my breakfast. When he grabbed my thigh, I bit my tongue to keep from calling him every curse under the sun. “I love you,” he had once told me. But I was wise. I knew what he really meant was *“I love your money.”* He grinned at me as we entered the dining room, pulling me to the table to place me in the chair of his choosing. He sat on the other end of the table, facing me. I noticed out of the corner of my eye, she had settled into a chair near the window, opening a book. “Zhangzi,” I said loudly. “Come sit by me.” She looked up, startled. She pointed to herself, as if there were anybody else I would request such a thing from. She nodded, closing her book and hastily taking her place in the seat next to mine. My fiancé seemed annoyed, but I didn’t care. He would just have to get used to me needing her everywhere we went if he wanted to wed me. He continued to talk about whatever he had been talking about before. I hadn’t had the decency to listen to his ramblings, preferring to think about the way I wanted to touch her or the ways I would let her touch me. In each course, even as the room filled with servants bringing food or refilling our drinks, he never ceased talking at me. That was something about him, like many things, I despised. I absentmindedly took a sip of my champagne, trying to shut out his insufferable voice. My hand rested on her thigh first. I, at first, had just allowed it to rest there. I let it lay on her lap as if it were deathly exhausted and her thighs were a warm feather bed. \_ \_ I waved politely at the black car that took him away. The gravel crunched under the weight of the tires as they rolled away from the manor. She was back by my side–the way it should be–now that he was gone. I spun to her once the car had turned into a speck. “I want a bath,” I ordered, desperate to get the phantom feeling of his hands all over my body away. I strode away toward the manor, hearing her scramble to follow. She undressed me the same way she had dressed me, her eyes fixed to the floor and her hands never touching me longer than they needed to in order to complete her task. My skin ignited with each brush of her fingers, craving more. When I was fully nude, she spun away from me quickly, starting toward the bath-room. “Wait,” I said, watching her stop in her tracks. She hesitated for a moment before turning, her lips drawn into a polite smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. I wanted to feel her touch and the warmth to return to my body again. “I’m tired from walking so much today. Carry me to the bath.” My voice was steady and commanding. Her eyes darted around the room for a moment as she fought her own inner monologue. “Yes, Miss,” she said, her voice just above a whisper. I felt her strong arms wrap around me as my feet left the ground. She carried me like a baby…or maybe like a bride. I wrapped my arms around her neck securely as she took me to the bath. Her neck was inches away from my face, and I longed to pepper it with kisses the way I had done once before. She lowered me right outside the tub, and I reluctantly climbed inside, sinking into the warm water that tried so desperately to be the warmth that I could only feel when touching her. “You look dirty,” I commented. “Undress and join me in the bath.” I saw her eyes and the way they seemed to change at my words–as if another wall that she had so carefully built had been broken down by my command. She didn’t dare disobey. In her eyes, my command could put her on the streets, an open target for killing or robbing. What she didn’t think of was that I would put myself through those things a million times if it meant keeping her away from them. She hesitantly undressed as I watched her. Her white dress was pretty, but under it was much more breathtakingly and spellbindingly beautiful. She stepped into the bath, settling herself in the only place there was in such a small space. She sat between my legs, careful to give me as much space as she could. I leaned over her shoulder to whisper in her ear, my breath cascading down her neck before being stopped by the water that shielded it from going any further. “Why does it feel like you’re lightyears away?” I asked her. I licked her neck slowly–painfully slow. “Why won’t you look me in the eyes anymore?” I reached around her body, my fingers trailing up from her chest to her neck before settling my hand around her neck gently. I nipped at her ear and kissed her neck. Though she was physically much stronger than me, she was still shorter than me and smaller than me. I easily held her in my arms. She sucked in a sharp breath, a small whimper escaping her lips. “Miss…” she said again, that same small voice that had said it a few nights ago in my bed. I smiled from behind her, elated that I could hear that tone of voice once again. I moved my hand from her neck to her breast, cupping one in my hand, cradling it with care. I used my index finger and thumb to lightly pinch her nipple, earning a yelp from her. “Don’t you want to feel it again?” I asked her. She didn’t answer, but I could feel her walls start to crash down. “Won’t you let me see it again? I’ve missed it dreadfully. Getting to see that look in your eyes.” My hand found its way between her legs as if that were its rightful place. She let out a low moan, throwing her head back to rest against my shoulder, the warm water splashing over the sides of the tub. Suddenly, she was out of the bath, her arm over her breast and her legs shut. “I can’t, miss,” she cried. “I just can’t. Your fiancé–ah–nevermind. I-I’m sorry.” She ran out of the room, leaving me alone with my thoughts and my decisions and their consequences. I sighed defeatedly, rising out of the water myself and reaching for the towel she had set out for me. I buried my face in it before using it to dry off, now both refreshed and drained. I supposed it was time for me to give up. Perhaps it was a one time thing, and I had been the only one to feel the magic that night had shown. Perhaps I had been the only one in space after all, and she had never left my bed, staying anchored down whilst I floated. By the time I had dried off and gotten dressed, she had shut herself up in her little room next to mine. I figured an apology was necessary, for misreading the situation. I raised my fist to knock, but I heard something inside that made me pause. I didn’t want to overstep any boundaries, but my heart began its rapid thrumming against my ribcage. I then recognized what I had heard: tiny, desperate gasps for air from behind the door. Soft groans. I knocked on the door firmly, and I heard her scramble from inside. I waited patiently on the other side of the door, listening as carefully as I could. Soon enough, the door swung open, and there she was, fully clothed. Her dress had been hastily tied from the front, and I looked her over. “I have come to apologize,” I stated. “Oh,” she murmured. There was a pause, and I thought I could hear the wheels turning in her head. “A-Alright then. Come in.” She stepped aside to let me through, and I took a moment to take in my surroundings. Her bedroom was quaint with only a twin bed, a table, and a wardrobe. I bowed my head, taking her hand. “I apologize.” Her hand was not quite dry, and I played with a couple reasons in my mind. “I must have misread the meaning of what happened that night. You’re right. It’s wrong for me to be so unfaithful to my fiancé.” The words pained me to say, and I knew that on my wedding day and every day after that I would only be thinking of her and the night we had spent wrapped up in each other. “I just…I hope that with time, it will feel the same way with him that it did that night.” I tried saying such things to make her feel better, but I knew I could never love him the way I loved her. I pressed a gentle kiss to the back of her hand. “Thank you for that night.” I pushed down the painful feeling that washed over me the moment I had spoken those words aloud, making them all the more real. I let go of her hand and started towards the door, reaching out to take the handle when I heard a pain-filled sob. I turned back to see her on her knees, sobbing into her hands. “I don’t want it to,” she sobbed, repeating the phrase again and again. “I don’t want you to feel that way with anyone but me,” she confessed, tears falling in silent splatters on the wooden floor. “I don’t want anyone to touch you but me.” My entire body lit on fire as that beautiful, scary, chaotic warmth took hold yet again. Oh, how I’d missed it! Despite the intoxicating feeling, I couldn’t help but feel a little afraid. Sure, she was shy and respectful, sometimes even awkward, but she had always been so strong and sure of herself. I had never seen her in such a…vulnerable position. I’d never seen her cry. I wanted to reach out to touch her, to comfort her in any way that I could, but I feared that if I touched her, she would blink out of existence. I couldn’t bear to even imagine a life without her in it. I kneeled down in front of her as she wept into her hands. Her long, black hair had fallen out of its usual braid, the stray pieces covering her face. I clenched my fist in order to stop myself from reaching out and pushing it back behind her ear. I couldn’t touch her. Not yet. She was far too fragile, and I couldn’t bear to do any damage. “Why then?” I whispered, my voice so soft that only she could hear it. “Why do you want me to be with him so bad?” \_ \_ **Zhangzi** *“Looks like you’ve gotten quite close,” a voice said from behind me. I spun around, my braid whipping me in the face as I found myself standing less than a meter away from him. I had to strain my neck a little bit to even make eye contact with this beast of a man. “I would hate it if you took my precious time with the Lady away from me.”* *“I’m just doing my job,” I stated, keeping my voice steady and my emotions at bay. I couldn’t share any weakness with him.* *“The job I got you,” he hissed. “If it weren’t for me, then you and your family would still be starving on the streets, hm?”* *God, I hated him. “What is all of this for?” I asked dryly. “Why have you come to remind me of such things?”* *He grabbed my braid, pulling my face closer to his. “Stop talking like that,” he commanded. “Stop talking like you’re some noble. Act more like your kind.” His snarl sent tiny droplets of spit barreling towards my face. He straightened up again, his normal smile returning to his face. Maybe those who didn’t know his character would even call him handsome.* *“What do you want?” I insisted again. “You’re stopping me from getting any work done.”* *“You know what I want. It’s something I’ve been wanting.”* *“Well, spit it out, then.”* *My cheek stung and set ablaze with the force and power of his swing. His smile had disappeared, leaving a look of pure disgust on his face. “Bitch,” he spat. “Remember who you’re talking to.” The intensity of his voice felt like he had reached out and closed his fingers around my neck, slowly sucking the life out of me.* *“I’ve been trying,” I relented. “Do you know how hard it is to get someone to fall in love with you?”* *He narrowed his eyebrows at me, his eyes boring into mine. “Listen carefully. You better try harder, and she better start falling or I’ll reveal your little secret.”*

[c/C] me (22FtM) and my cousin (2xM) have been flirting for a while

Me and my cousin have been flirting for a while, I live in Italy and he lives in Portugal so it's all been long distance, we exchanged pics and vids and even talked about doing stuff when we get the chance to meet, fact is that he's in a relationship, and despite discussing with me about the possibility of doing something / where to do anything he then proceeded to tell me that he wouldn't actually cheat on his gf, I ofc respect that cause I wouldn't want him to do anything he doesn't want to do, but I'm left feeling kinda bitter because I'm really attracted to him, I've never thought about a relationship, it's not really something we ever discussed because neither point in that direction, but I'm pretty sure that if I could just have that one chance to just... get properly fucked by him it would fill this fantasy out and take my head off of it for the rest of my life... what do I do?

Montreal Steam [MFM] Almost......

​ [Photo](https://imgur.com/a/ozeTOYW) We decided to take a quick trip to Montreal for a long weekend. We love to stay at the Hyatt downtown because they have a great indoor pool and a large steam/sauna. One evening we went down and swam in the heated pool. We both did enough laps so we felt we got our exercise in for the day and decided to hit the shower quickly and then meet in the steam room. Rick said my phone is in the locker ill check if they got back to us with a time for dinner reservations tonight and I’ll meet you there. The sauna was located in between the men’s and women’s showers so you accessed it from them. I stripped out of my suit and took 2 minutes to rinse the chlorine off of myself, wrapped a towel around my body, and walked it. There was only one person in there, he was a younger thin man leaning back against the wall on the bottom bench, he was completely nude sitting on his towel and he barely acknowledge me when I came in. Nudity is not an issue like it is in the states so walking into a steam room to see a nude man or woman is not uncommon. When Rick and I were doing our laps the were 3 women friends topless in the hot tub, it’s just not an issue as Montreal is viewed as a European city. I was about to remove my towel when the stranger said “I noticed you in the pool you have a beautiful figure”. Thank you I said being polite. He had a bit of a German accent if I had to guess and he only seemed a tiny bit creepy by the way he was looking at me. My protective instincts kicked in and although I had never noticed them before, there were help buttons on the walls probably there for people that get overheated. Funny the things you never see, I thought. “You should take your towel down so I could see more of your beautiful body” The strange had shifted to expose more of himself to me and although he was not masturbating, he was touching his cock as he spoke to me. It was strange, from the moment I saw the help button I had no fear of him. You must be American he said otherwise you wouldn’t care about being nude he said. The thought did cross my mind to just drop my towel, and let him masturbate for a minute so Rick and I would have the place to ourselves. He said, “my name is Frederick and I am far from home I just thought you could help me and he smiled”. “How about you just help me a little bit by showing me your wonderful breasts he said.” Frederick started again with the uptight Americans thing and having hang-ups about nudity. He was right but a little pompous about how more open life was in Europe compared to the states. Knowing Rick was going to walk in any minute I found the whole thing a bit amusing. I told Fredrick he was being a bit rude but my husband is coming in in a minute and you can ask him if he’d be okay with me helping out a boy away from home. Honestly, I wasn’t sure what Rick would say if he asked him. The steam was light and I could see Frederick’s cock was now hard, he had about a 5-inch cock and he was not circumcised which is very common in Europe. The door opened and Rick undid his towel and climbed up on the bench higher to me. Rick looked over at Fredrick and said out loud “Fuck I can’t leave you alone for five minutes” laughing as he said it. When Rick walked in Fredrick had stopped Pulling his foreskin down and exposing his little head but it was obvious his cock was hard. “My name is Fredrick he said to Rick and your Wife is quite beautiful.” We agree on that, Rick said. Ignoring his obvious hard-on, Rick said where are you from? Germany he said, wow you are far away from home Rick said. “Funny we were just talking about that I said to Rick” Rick told him what state we were from and I noticed his hard-on was lessening. I told Rick that Fredrick already knew we were from the states because I have hang-ups with nudity as I undid my towel and let it fall. and although Fredrick never took his eyes off me he started his same nonsense about how Europe was so much better than the United States and more or less. “Smiling at Fredrick, I said didn’t you want to ask Rick something else?” Stumbling a bit, Fredrick said, “when I looked at your wife my cock became hard so I asked for help masturbating”. He said this so nonchalantly like he was asking to pass the salt I could help but laugh a little. Rick looked at me and said "do you want to help him" Maybe I said, but let me help you first. I Turned and Rick’s cock was the perfect height. I took his 5-inch soft cock into my mouth. I could see Fredrick rubbing his cock again. I love starting and ending a blowjob when a cock is totally soft it is the full circle of an orgasm for a man. I love the feeling of having it grow inside me, lightly using my teeth on the underside of it as the veins as it begins to grow. I start Licking the head and twirling my tongue around it it feels like I’m kissing my girlfriend. Feeling the shaft in my hand as I lick it and feeling the thickness grow as well as the length is amazing. I looked over at Fredrick who started to rub his cock faster now, laser-focused on the scene in from of him. I knew Rick was getting closer. I said to Fredrick be careful, ill be there in a minute I told him. I was so turned on at this point I was way beyond stopping if someone walked in. I loved showing others how big and beautiful Rick’s cock was and how good I was at throating it. I began to taste Ricks pre cum so I looked up at him and said are you ready? He nodded and said yes I’m fucking ready. I pumped his cock 3 more times really slow and felt the first load of cum hit the back of my throat. Still sucking up and down the entire length, I felt two more squirts hit me but I was determined to milk every drop out of him. I then began licking his head getting every last drop. Poor little Fredrick I thought and he slowly rubbed his cock, I turned to him and said are you ready to be next? “Yes, he said” I walked towards him and Fredrick said “do you want this, and held his cock out?” I stopped and said, I did, but then you opened your rude mouth as I walked past him to the women’s locker room. Rick stood up and headed to the locker room laughing at the door he looked back and said, I agree, fucking Americans and hang-ups with nudity. **The End** **Two last thoughts** **The strip clubs up here are amazing** **Women who don’t love the taste of salty cum are just crazy!**

Intense Quickie [FF]

If you enjoyed this feel free to follow me and/PM me. Don’t forget to check out my other stories! She had apparently found an interesting show on Netflix. It had a really interesting and unique concept for a competition show and she wanted to watch it together. So we put it on the tv and start watching, it’s interesting and has some funny moments. Really impressive crew and set design, but the contestants were basic loud personalities so it turned us from interested to making fun of the show to make it more entertaining. We’re about halfway through season one after a couple days of watching a few episodes at a time, and she starts to touch me, feeling up my body, breathing in my ear. I go with it and start to enjoy it. I love when she turns into my cute little slut, so needy. I feel her behind me with my hands and find her neck. I gently squeeze it, she lets out small moans and starts to breathe faster. I turn around to face her, I watch her expression as I squeeze a little more. She feels her hands down my body and starts to rub my clit over my shorts. My hips start to grind against her hand feeling the intense warmth coming from the pleasure. “I need you inside me” I gasp out. She pulls my shorts and underwear down, and plays with my wetness. She rubs my clit directly for a few seconds before putting in two fingers. I rest my head on her shoulder as she pumps them in and out. I need more. “Fill me up! I want you to stretch me!” I beg. “Wait here for a second” she says as she moves me over to get up. I sit down and hear her go into the bedroom and open a drawer. She comes back with a towel and our medium size dildo, about seven inches in length and an average circumference, nothing huge but enough to satisfy me. She places the towel under me and starts to rub it on my slit, getting it wet and ready for me. I feel the head at my entrance. “Ready?” She asks. And I nod, I need this so bad. I feel her start to push it in with ease. I close my eyes and moan as I feel it go deep inside with ease. I love how tight it feels. She starts off with a slow rhythm, but speeds up quickly. Fast and rough, just how I wanted it. She tells me to breathe in. As I do she covers my nose and mouth, and my body to panic. It doesn’t take me long to start bucking and clawing for air. The thrusting starts feeling more intense as she goes harder and faster. “That’s it, you’re being such a good little whore.” She says softly to me. I feel my orgasm coming, she knows this is the quickest way for me to cum, it’s also the most intense. I start clawing her arm and back even harder. I’m going to cum! It rushes at me and I start to orgasm, feeling myself squeezing hard on the toy. If it wasn’t muffled it would sound like I was screaming in pleasure. I tap her arm and she releases, causing me to gasp for air. I feel her pull out and I can tell I made a mess by the sound of it. As I recover she gently cleans me up with the towel. After a few minutes I get new underwear and put my shorts back on. “Let’s rewind back.” I say still breathing heavily. We missed about ten minutes of the episode, but it wasn’t that interesting anyways.

[FM] My boyfriend finally tried cucking me

Hello there, maybe some who follow my stories know already that i kinda got into the idea of my boyfriend having a threesome with me and his absolutely sexy ex. Now i actually pitched him the idea and while he didnt seem to be against it he also kinda wasnt accepting it right away. But Friday he hit me up and told me he would like to try the cuckqueen kink with me (because i told him thats part of why i would like the threesome) Now he didnt wanted to involv his ex in this "experiment" to see if its something for him but i was happy he kinda opened up to the overall idea. He gave me the task to collect some pictures of other cosplayers and so i did (and asked here on reddit for some extra humiliation xD) In the end i collected quite a few with big names like SweetieFox, MollyRedWolf but also smaller ones from my social media or others send me. Also ofcourse this kind of kink requires a lot of communicating and aftercare.. that all happened no worries (and if you wanna try please dont skip these steps especially the first times) but i skip these parts because there borgin haha ​ When he finally arrived on Saturday i gave him my phone with the pictures and he told me to get nude and start sucking. i did while he scrolled tru them. He started to commenting on how sexy they are, how much he wanna do them and show me the pictures from time to time.. I was quite happythat he seemed to enjoy it until he found his favorite. It was an megumin cosplayer - he showed me the picture and told me to get into my megumin cosplay he will back soon.. i obeyed liking the idea of being dressed like this girl he's looking at and waited for him returning When he came back he had a paper in his hand .. he pushed me on my back and pressed it into my face - the paper was full of glue and sticked to my face before i was able to ask he already started to raise my hips and started fucking me.. He started to call me her name instead while doing me and i quickly realised it was her picture on my head. it didnt took him long to finish and that made me a little jealous .. even in the end it was me making him cum xd Even tho i asked him for it and its my kink it kinda left me with uexpected feelings of jealousy, guilt and shame - but i definetely would try it again :D

[Cm/Cf] My (20 f) Cousin wants to start an onlyfans (Update 9)

"It wasn't fair for only me to see the whole package, I hope I can return the favour well enough", followed by yet another photo. My heart decided to bump up my bpm by at least 500 bpm. I was near shaking on the sofa in Abbie's flat. The previous photo had furthered what I had seen in the initial encounter of seeing Hannah's fantastic figure. I assessed my surroundings, seeing where everyone was and trying to listen out to any sounds of the stairs creeking. I was in the clear, hopefully. I once again hovered over the image, but my confidence had suddenly taken a massive boost. I didn't hesitate with this message, opening it merely seconds after I was sure that the coast was clear. As with last time, It was a dark photo, but this time with alot more detail. Hannah's naked body was addressing me through my screen. This time, the photo wasn't dissapearing. I was able to zoom, increase brightness and really take my time. Maybe a bit too much time. I stared at Hannah's bare chest, her small breasts had a great shape to them, with small nipples. Her pussy seemed to be freshly shaved, although the photo was dark, increasing my brightness enabled me to get a better look. Hannah was on her knees, with her phone covering her face and her hand in her hair, looking into the mirror in my office space. After a good five minutes of looking at the photo, I had decided I had, had enough of looking at and analysing Hannah's incredible figure. I came off the photo, and saw those sacred three jumping bubbles. They dissapeared, re-appearing intermittendly. I decided it was my turn to return a quick note. I was quite simply lost for words at that point. All I could muster up was a simple, "Wow". It was at this point when I heard a door opening, followed by an eruption of giggling. "Aleeeeexxx", I heard Abbie shouting down the stairs. A bit stunned by what I had received on my phone, I took a little longer than anticipated. "uh, yeah?", I yelled back, staring at my phone, still in awe at what had just happened. "Come up here pleaseeee, bring the camera!", Abbie shouted down the stairs, followed by more giggling. I was pent up with anticipation as to what I could expect, we were leaving in about 1-2 hours and wondered what was going on. I grabbed my camera bag and strolled up the stairs, to see the door to Abbie's roomate's door close in my face, I was confused, but knocked on the door. Hearing yet again another chorus of giggles, "come in photographerrr!" I heard from the inside, I couldn't make out who's voice it was, I assumed one of Abbie's roomates. I opened the door to see a bountiful of well dressed women all sat on the bed, wearing some very delicately dressed makeup, alongside hair-do's and perfume. The smell was what hit me first, then the beautiful women in front of me. I have met Abbie's roomates countless times, I knew their names and pretty much their entire backstory. Abbie had grown up with them, and sometimes visited during family visits in the summer / christmas. I smiled at them, taking in the view slightly. They were all sat cross legged facing me, almost as if this was orchestrated. I reached for my camera bag and turned my camera on. "Is this the before everything goes wrong photo?", I asked, chuckling at my own joke. This received a scoff from my sister and a laugh from everyone else. At least some people find my jokes funny. I asked them what they wanted to do, where I should stand etc. Kind of like my "photo shoot" with Abbie, but with more clothes. If I had to run through everyone, Abbie's roomates were wearing all the same dresses, cut off at the kneck and high heels, a personal favourite of mine. Daisy was wearing a nice crop top, with some of her favourite jeans that she never appears that she ever takes off. She assures me that she has multiple pairs, i'll have to see it to believe it. Abbie was wearing a one-piece dress that accetuated her figure excellently. It didn't show any cleavage, but the shape was there, and appreciated it. Daisy doesn't do her hair up all that often, so it was nice to be able to see something different. Even though she is my sister, I complimented her. She looked incredible. Even if I remind her that she is ugly 24/7, since i'm such a loving and caring brother :D. The girls stood up and linked arms together, with Abbies roomates on either side and Daisy + Abbie in the middle. They all adjusted their clothes and slightly pushed their bodies out, I wasn't going to complain. I did take a particular interest in Abbie, and whilst I was taking some photos from different angles, I secretely zoomed in on Abbie's chest and ass, for later. Obviously. The girls wanted to get some more photos outside the house, in the kitchen, infront of the car - adjusting their hair / outfits every single time. This entire photo shoot took roughly, 45 minutes to an hour, with the girls wanting to analyse every photo and adjust themselves. They took this very seriously, and I definately did as well, not admiring my cousin at all. We got inside and started to pour a couple of pre-game drinks. Nothing strong, just a couple of warm up drinks before we got a taxi to the bar. We were socialising really nicely, talking about what we had missed out since me + Daisy last saw Abbie's roomates. Around T - 45 minutes before we had to leave Daisy and Abbie left too re-organise Abbie's makeup, as she had very smartly decided that attempting to shotugun a drink incorrectly. Me and Abbie's roomates were continuing on the pre-game, playing small drinking games and brightening outselves up. I was dressed in a smart / casual button up shirt, followed by my finest loafers and some Jeans. Yes, I know. Loafers are the coolest shoes known to man. If you don't know what they are, search them up. You wont regret it. Daisy re-appeard in the kitchen and we continued drinking. I asked where Abbie was, and Daisy replied saying that she was just trying some different outfits, because her current one was causing her some discomfort apparently. Thinking not much of this, we continued. It was now T - 30 minutes before we had to vacate when Abbie came down the stairs and came up behind me, tapping me on my shoulder. "Can you help zip this up for me?", she said. I turned around to see Abbie wearing the same dress, but with a cutout around the bottom, to make it shorter. Her full one piece dress had turned into half dress, and I wasn't complaining. It showed off her legs perfectly and still kept her physique in good view. I started to zip up the dress when I noticed that Abbie wasn't wearing a bra. I had noticed the straps under the fabric when we were doing the photo shoot, but they had magically disappeared this time, and no straps were going along the width of her back. I turned around to see Daisy pacing towards me, picking up pace. "no no no no, Alex, you're doing it wrong", Daisy said, calmly pushing me to the side and zipping it up in half the time it would've taken me. "How'd you-" I stoppped, "It's a girl thing, we have a nack for this", Daisy said. Abbie putting a thumbs up in agreement. I scoffed lightly, saying "sure sure", and looking back at Abbie's dress. Daisy turned back around and went to the lounge, were Abbie's roomates were gossiping about some boy they'd met. I had been involved in the conversation lightly, but couldn't get the jist of it, when three other boys were involved. I suck at discussing drama + tough relationships. Abbie looked over her shoulder at Daisy walking away then turned around, looking me dead in the eyes smirking slightly. I smiled back at her, but noticed a massive difference in her appearance. Her nipples were rock hard through the fabric. I couldn't help but stare, I was beyond the point of caring at that point. Abbie took her hand from her side and pulled my chin up slightly, making eye contact yet again. "It's only a temporary look, I wanted to see your reaction", she said, giving an evil look and turning around. This left me in the doorway of the kitchen, which lead out to the hallway and stairwell. I watched as Abbie's butt jiggled ever so slightly in the newley made dress and watched as she turned to go up the stairs. We made eye contact and Abbie paused, staring at me. Her glance went down to my jeans and stayed there. I broke the stare, and glanced down. My cock was yet again at a 45 degree angle, bulging straight out. I went crimson red in the face, and poorly covered myself up, looking back at Abbie, she was gone, like a flash. My breathing rate increased and I turned back to the lounge, I was just able to see Daisy getting in a heated discussion about whether Abbie's roomate should consider a second chance for her ex or not. She was pretty well vetted in helping people with breakups. I could not go back into the lounge supporting a full hard on, nor could I go to the kitchen, as it required going past a little opening to the lounge, and Daisy was sat facing the kitchen from where she was. I felt my phone vibrate in my right pocket and I went to grab it. "Can you help me chose a different dress? The one I have is way too revealing" - Ab's 14:32. My eyes widened at the text that I had just received, and chose not to waste any time, we had to leave in less than half an hour. It felt a little uncomfortable to walk with the boner I was supporting, and tried to adjust myself accordinly. Grabbing the camera bag on the way through the hallway where i'd left it, thinking I might be in luck with another photo shoot. Making my way up the stairs I heard an abundance of talking and raised voices, nothing harmful but my guess was that they were starting to get serious about their conversation. At the top of the stairs I took a couple steps to the left and I was at Abbie's door. My heart doing flips, legs weak and my dick attempting to breach the fabric of my Jeans. I reluctantly went to go knock when I stopped myself, thinking of a little entrance speech. Thankfully, this wasn't necessary, as the door flung open, with Abbie at the doorway, still bearing the dress she was wearing a couple of minutes ago. "get in here photo boy", Abbie demanded, grabbing me by the scruff of my shirt. She stood there infront of me and locked her door. My breathing intensified and I brought the camera bag around to the front of me. Abbie chuckled, holding her hand out, "Give", she commanded. Not really knowing what I was doing, I handed it over and stood there like a well trained dog. "Do you like my dress?", Abbie said, doing a slow 360, stopping slightly when she was facing me, pointing her ass out a little bit. I was once again stuck in a stare, affixed on her nipples poking through the plastic. "Yes, holy shit yes", I said, losing control over my speech, my dick taking over my brain. "It was a rhetorical question dumbo, I know you like it", she said, pointing at my jeans. I nervously looked down and nodded back at her. Abbie walked over to her bed, leaning back like we did in the photos, patting the area beside her, signalling me to join her. I did so with some hesitation, not knowing where this was going. Abbie sat up slightly, looking at me. "I really enjoyed our little shoot earlier, I didn't think I had it in me", she said, cocking her head to the side and looking at me. We held eye contact for a short while before we started to look up and down each others bodies. Nothing prompted this, it seemed like human nature, we couldn't stop it. Abbie snapped out of her stare and shook her head slightly, "Sorry, I uh need to change out of this dress, it's wayyy to small", she said, running her hands down the side of her stomach and her waist, stopping just before her ass. Me, being the gentleman that I was asked if she wanted me to leave, or turn around. I received no answer to this. Abbie stood up and stood directly infront of me, holding her hands ontop of her shoulders and slowly running her thumbs under the top part of her dress, pulling on it slightly. I sat up and watched in amazement as my cousin started to remove her dress, her perfect cleavage started to reveal itself from under the constraints of her clothing. She pulled her dress down slightly further, starting to reveal her breasts. She brought the dress down to her belly button, hiding her breasts with her forearm and then sitting down next to me. "We don't need to take photos this time", Abbie whispered to me, taking away her forearm from her chest area, fully revealing her breasts to me again. I had lost all control, my hand was rubbing my cock on top of my jeans without me even noticing. Abbie noticed this and bit her lip, looking back at me she smiled and said, "It's fine, I don't mind". I started to grasp my cock over the top of my jeans and picked up the pace slightly, staring at Abbie's tits, then making eye contact again. I looked back at Abbie's tits, and moaned slightly. "You can touch them, if you wanttt", Abbie said, biting her lip again and staring down at my pre-cum ridded jeans. I gasped to myself, and brought my free let hand to her stomach, her skin was so unbelievably smooth and warm, I slowly brought my hand up her chest. I could feel her heart racing. My hands reached the lower part of her breasts and she shuddered slightly. I stopped, but she grabbed my hand and planted it on her tits. She held her hand there ontop of mine and leaned her head back. "Nobody has touched me like this in months oh my", she whispered. I chuckled quietly and started to feel her breasts. Her nipples were rock solid, but her tits were soft and felt incredible. Abbie moaned softly as I started to squeeze her nipples slightly, twisting them slowly. Abbie shifted her body slightly and moved her dress lower, reaching a hand down her panties. She started softly playing with herself. I decided to take the next move, shifting my body onto my left side, I leant in and got a mouthful of my cousins perfect tits. "Hooooollyyy fuck alexx", she moaned, speeding up the pace of her masturbation, I could hear how wet she was. I started by licking around her nipples, then sucking on them, feeling the other breast, squeezing and playing with it. I felt her right hand rubbing up and down my jeans as she made her way to my cock, feeling it over my jeans. "Since when have you had a cock this big cousin", Abbie said through the moans. I chuckled and kept sucking on her tits, making circles with my tongue and spitting on them. Abbie's moaning got louder as she picked up the pace on my cock. I could barely feel my legs, I felt like I was going to cum at any second. I pulled off my cousins tits and took her hand off my cock, breathing heavily. She stopped masturbating and looked at me, smiling probably the widest grin i'd ever seen. Her hand visibly soaking wet. "You know, I can't see your other dresses if you're still wearing this", I said, pointing at Abbie's dress. She thought for a second and looked back at my jeans, nodding at them. "Wouldn't be fair if i'm the only one", she said, pulling her thumbs under her dress. I caught wind of what she wanted and stood up, before I could say anything her dress was dropped down to her ankles, and swiftly kicked away. I went to start taking my jeans off when I found myself frozen at the spot, staring at my stunning, naked cousin. She smirked at me and tapped on her wrist, signalling that we didn't have much time. I removed my belt, and like Abbie, slowly took my clothes off, removing my jeans, leaving me in just my boxers. The tip of my cock was pointing out the top and this caught Abbie's attention immediately. She sat up, mere inches from my cock and started to pull down my boxers. She stared at my cock slowly revealing itself, near frothing at the mouth she pulled them down in one swift motion and let it hang in it's rock solid, upright position. She stared for a moment, then brought her hand to the base of my cock. I moaned softly, feeling her warm, wet hands on my dick. She layed back down and signalled me to sit next to her. Wanting to return the favour, I said "You can touch it, if you want", smirking at her. She didn't waste any time in feeling my member, starting again at the base and rubbing slowly on my shaft. I moaned as Abbie started to jerk off my cock, her tits bouncing as she did so. I brought my hand to her waste and started doing circles around her belly button, making my way to her clean cut pussy. It was perfect, absolutely no hair, and looked tight as anything. I started softly running my hand over her clit and labia, receving a loud moan from Abbie, this stopped her from stroking my cock momentarily, as her free hand started to play with her breasts. I started to rub her pussy, feeling how soaked she was showed me how turned on she was. The noise it made was incredible, and the feeling of her small, warm hands on my rock solid cock was immense. I felt adventurous and started to slowly bring my fingers to her opening, slipping a finger in and out slowly, rubbing her clit with my thumb. This did it for Abbie, as she took her hand off my cock and covered her face with a throw pillow, near screaming into it. I kneeled up and put two fingers inside of her, feeling her tight walls convulsing around them. She was near. Her moans and screams were slightly muted by the pillow, and her pussy started to convulse even more. "Fuck fuck fuck Alex please don't stop, don't stop i'm gonna cum", she screamed into the pillow, arching her back and squeezing her tits. Her legs started shaking uncontrollably as she started squirting all over my hand, moaning uncontrollably in the pillow. Her body started spasming on my hand and arm as she pushed my hand away. She curled into a tiny little ball and slowly rubbed herself as her body shook uncontrollably. I stood there, slowly stroking my cock, as I watch the product of my actions orgasm uncontrollably. I smiled at her and licked her pussy juices that were left on my hand and arm, she tasted incredible. The warm salty taste was next to none, I had never tasted something, or someone that good in my life. As her orgasm subsided, I knelt next to her, stroking my cock. She looked at it and smirked, "Someone's not quite done yet", she said, slapping my hand and taking my cock. Wrapping two hands around it and spitting on it. I started moaning uncontrollably, the wetness acompanied by my cousins hands and incredible body started to push me to the edge, I my hamstrings tensed up as I felt an orgasm building in my lower body. "Shit, fuck oh my god Abbie please", I moaned, staring at her. "I want you to cum on my tits Alex, please cum on my tits cousin", she moaned removing one of her hands and cupping my balls, pointing my cock at her tits. She teased the head of my cock slightly before going for a finishing move. She squeezed my balls lightly and sped up her pace. I felt an immense build up and without any warning, ropes and ropes of cum shot out all over her tits. She gasped and I nearly collapsed on the spot. Giggling, she kept jerking me off until my tank was completely empty. Completely out of breath, I dropped to my back, and watched as my cum covered cousin looked back at me. Cum all over her tits and her hand. She looked down at her tits and squeezed them together. Noticing the cum on her hand, she looked back at me and stuck out her tongue. She slowly licked the cum off her hand, moaning slightly and tracing her finger over her tits, and dripping the cum over her lips and chin. She had absolute control over me, even though I had just came everywhere, I was still rock solid. The cum dripped down her chin and onto her chest. Taking more finger-fulls of cum and dropping it onto her tongue, swallowing every load. I found myself in an unbreakable stare when I heard a loud knock at the door, it was Abbie's roomate. "Abbie?!", Her roomate shouted from the other side of the door. Abbie's eyes widened and she sat up. I shot up and quickly wiped myself off with some wet wipes. "Uh yeah sorry i'm fine, just having some trouble putting a dress on", she said confidentely. "Do you need any help? We should be going soon", Her roomate replied back. "No no, i'm fine. I'll be out in a minute", Abbie replied. This seemed to satisfy her, as we heard her walking back down the stairs. I looked back at my cum sodden cousin, "That was incredible" I whispered to her, adjusting my belt on my jeans, my boner finally gone. She nodded, smiling back at me and started to clean herself up. I helped her wiping off my cum with some tissues and wet wipes, I had really done a number on her. Intentional or not. Turns out she already knew was she had picked dress wise, and got dressed into it, cleaning her makeup and hair. Turns out, if women want to, they can get ready quickly. Who'd have thought it?! We both walked up to her door, making final adjustments and checking in the mirror that we were all good to go downstairs when Abbie whispered in my ear, "I want to taste you next time", followed by a kiss on the cheek. I left her room with an incredibly broad smile on my face, and a pair of balls truly emptied. What had just happened was something that i'll never forget, my insanely hot cousin had jerked me off and I came on her tits. We had bounced past first, second and third base immediately, and I loved it. Trying to put on my best casual walk, I made my way downstairs and rejoined the group, joined by Abbie five minutes later. My excuse was that I had a phone call and I took it outside, which seemed to be sufficient enough for the girls in the kitchen. Abbie came downstairs and she looked incredible. I had seen the dress she'd put on, but seeing it in good lighting, was just incredible. She is just so incredibly pretty. She had re-done her hair, and was now wearing a James Bond girl esque dress, with her cleavage showing, and half of her legs showing on the right hand side, I couldn't believe no less than seven minutes ago I had just turned this girl into a orgasiming ball and she drank my cum. We all complimented her dress, saying that she looked so beautiful. Conversation drifted off as we realised that we would have to make a move soon. So the girls got their bags, phones, lipstick etc and we made our way to the door. Today couldn't have gone any better.

[FF] fun at summer camp

So I was at summer camp 18 at the time I was a CIT. I had a crush on one of the other girls in my bunk so did she so she asked me before going back to bunk if I wanted to do anything with her I said yes so that night she comes over to my bed and gets under my covers I was in the corner of the bunk and she started to play with my boobs over my shirt I played with hers till her nipples got hard then asks me to lift it up and she did the same with hers and I sucked her tits for a bit then she sucked mine and she want to do more so she got between my legs I was in booty shorts she had me take them off and ate me out till I came with a bunk almost fully with other girls(all 18). After she just cuddled for a bit then went back to her bed and acted like nothing happened the next day

[S/B] Im going on birth control now and were getting ready for sex

Hi again lol. I wasnt gonna keep posting stuff but i guess i could post this and ask a little about it from you guys because i just wanna make sure im doing it right. So yeah me and my brother have been touching each other and we do it now before bed like every day now. We talked and were both like yeah we wanna have sex but obv we need to use birth control so we talked about it and i asked about it and we think its best if i go on a pill and if he wears a condom too. We talked and were gonna wait until we are ready with the birth control and he said itd be really romantic if we did it on Valentines day and idk i really like that idea too so hopefully we can do it then. Um yeah so im just asking here because i wanna make sure im doing it right. Im pretty sure i have it all like figured out but obv i dont wanna mess it up. Me and my brother said we will walk to the family planning place tomorrow to grab the pills and ill start tomorrow. Thank you for help!

[M]y Girlfriend [F] (now ex) Kept Getting Pounded By Her Boss [M] And Ended Up Blowing His Roommate [M, BBC]

See my profile for prior DECADES OF PROMISCUOUS PARTNERS true stories. This is Part 9. For those who haven’t read my prior stories, my former girlfriend Gina was on a few year run of blowing and getting fucked by guys, with my permission. She was hot as hell, the kind of girl most every guy is interested in. She was 5’4, 115 lbs with a incredible, tight body. She had long black hair, a sexy face, tits on the small side but well-shaped and her ass brought joy to anyone who caught a glimpse. She had started a new job at a fancy bank’s office in the big city, where we’d recently moved. Aside from her having ongoing sex with one of my friends, her boss was fucking her and she’d also pleased a couple of his friends. It became a regular thing for her to spend an evening at his apartment on the weekend, getting repeatedly drilled by him before coming home to me, and getting re-drilled. One of these weekends, she came home glowing a bit more than the usual. I asked her what happened. She had arrived to her boss’s apartment around 6pm and was greeted by his roommate who she’d not met before, since he traveled a lot for work. He gave her a big smile, let her in and told her Luke (her boss) was still in the shower and would be out to meet her soon. He offered a drink and sat on the sofa with her. He was very friendly and asked her the usual pleasantry questions, including where she lived, asking if she had roommates. She told him she lives with her boyfriend which made him laugh. She assumed that Luke had told him that he was fucking her (turns out he had) and she got a bit of a thrill out of telling him that her boyfriend is ok with her being there. He was intrigued but before he could ask more, Luke walked in and gave her a big hug. They all made some small talk and after a few minutes, Luke asked Gina if she’s like to go to his room to “watch tv.” She told him yes and told his roommate that it was nice to meet him. Turns out his roommate is a well-built black guy who she found attractive. For a long while, I had been telling her how hot it would be if she had sex with a black guy. This came to her mind immediately when she was drinking him in. She headed into Luke’s bedroom and he closed the door behind them. He put on the tv, in attempt to cover the sounds that were about to be coming out of his room. Gina told me that knowing his roommate was on the other side of the wall, in earshot of everything they’d do, was a huge turn-on. After Luke put on the tv, he walked over to her, told her how hot she looked and starting making out with her. They liked sloppy kissing. With tongues swirling, he reached down the front of her skin tight yoga pants and slid his hand between her legs. She was absolutely dripping. He asked her why she was so turned on today. She just laughed and said, “no reason”, still thinking about his roommate sitting on the sofa, just outside the room. Her clothes were off in no time and she was on her knees, giving him sloppy head. She was being as loud as she could, making wet sucking sounds, hoping his roommate was enjoying her show. Luke couldn’t take it anymore and put her on her back, on his bed. She spread her legs wide, looked him in the eye and started playing with her wet pussy. He was standing there jerking off, staring at her. She claims he put a condom on. We had agreed years prior that she would always use a condom with other guys but I’m pretty sure she almost never followed the rule. I let it go because it was so hot, thinking about her getting barebacked. Anyway, Luke got on top of my girlfriend and slid into that pussy he’d become so familiar with over the last couple of months. She said his dick was about average length but much thicker than the norm, which she loves. He started fucking her hard and her mind was lost in the fact that not only was her boss fucking her, but his roommate could hear everything and she had a boyfriend sitting at home thinking about what she was doing. She started moaning loudly and saying dirty things to him. “Fuck me, hard. Ohhh fuck, oh my god!” He put her in all sorts of positions, fucking her every way you can imagine for a good forty minutes or so, her screaming with pleasure the entire time. She said at one point, he was fucking her so hard from behind that the bed was banging into the wall. Knowing the roommate could hear it all, she started telling Luke loudly to “cum in my pussy!” A minute later, he did just that. They rested for an hour or so and then round 2 started, with her making just as much noise as the first time. She said the sound of his body slamming against hers as he fucked her was turning her on immensely, knowing his roommate could here every thrust. When she finally emerged from his room a couple of hours later with 2 loads in her, the roommate was still sitting on the sofa, watching tv. As she walked by, she looked at him and smiled and he just said, “did you have fun?” She told him yes and that she needs to get home to her boyfriend but she hopes to see him again at some point. He agreed and she headed home to me. When she got home, she told me everything that happened and I could tell she was especially excited about Luke’s roommate. I fucked the hell out of her for an hour, unleashing yet another load into her dripping pussy. The following weekend, she was off to Luke’s again. Unfortunately she had her period and told me she would just blow him. When she got home about 4 hours later, she was once again glowing. I asked her what happened. She arrived to Luke’s and his roommate was there again. She sat on the sofa next to the roommate and Luke sat on a chair next to the sofa. They had several drinks and ended up putting on some music. Luke and her started dancing together with the roommate looking on and laughing. The second song that came on was kind of slow. As she slowly danced with Luke, he started making out with her. Doing this in front of his roommate was really turning her on. She threw caution to the wind and took off her shirt. The guys were blown away. Luke took it one step further and took off her bra. There was my girlfriend of many years, topless with 2 men, in her boss’s living room. His roommate commented about how hot she looked. Gina got down on her knees in front of Luke, unzipped his pants, took his dick out and started sucking it. Every now and then she would look over at his roommate, with her mouth totally full. Eventually he couldn’t stand to just watch anymore. He walked over, unzipped and pulled out his big black cock. She’d always fantasized about being with a black guy but it had never happened. She turned away from Luke and started slurping on his roommate’s cock. She said it was too long to deep throat but she tried her best. She went back and forth, blowing them for awhile and eventually let them know she was on her period so she would finishes them with her mouth. Luke was having trouble cumming, with his roommate watching so he took her in the hallway and after a few minutes, emptied himself down her throat. As soon as he finished, she made her way back to his roommate who was sitting on the sofa, stroking his cock. She got between his legs, spit all over his cock and started blowing him. It didn’t take too long before he unleashed down her throat. She felt such a sense of achievement getting guys off. Having two men cum down her throat had her feeling like a million bucks. She made her way out of their apartment shortly after. When she got home, she was excited to tell me everything. She went out of her way to let me know that if she hadn’t been on her period, she would have let both of them fuck her. All of this of course had me worked up. She went down on me and 20 minutes later, she had yet another load sliding down her throat. She never saw Luke’s roommate again after that unfortunately but her interludes with Luke continued for another few weekends. She would soon leave her job for a higher paid position at another company but not before pleasing one of her customers with that special mouth of hers. In my next story, I’ll go into how that all went down.

[cm/cf] mu cousin is pregnant and we haven’t told our family about our relationship.

Using another account to tell my story. So my cousin and I have been hiding our relationship for over 7 years now. She was a year younger than me but I was a hood rat kid in school so I was held back my sophomore year. We had the same group of friends in school, so her and I always went to the same parties. After a night at our friends house everyone there either went home or passed out. My cousin and I stayed up late and talked about our childhood together. (I’ll just say it wasn’t the best because of her mothers bf) I’ll never forget that night because we became even closer than ever. After that conversation we were more open. Talking about our ex’s and sex life to even changing in front of each other. By our senior year we knew something was different. We both went to the same community college and told our parents that we would be living together in an apartment because the school was an away from our home town. The cheapest option for us at the time was a studio apartment. And after the first night in bed I knew right then and there that she was the love of my life. We knew everything about each other. We understood each other like no one else would. Our relationship grew more and more throughout the years. We made love, we fought, we cuddled like every couple does. After college we both got decent jobs. We lived in our studio apartment for a while longer. We were able to afford a house and we told our parents that she would be living with me until she found a place of her own. By this time they still had no idea about our relationship. We were both too scared to tell them about us. We’re both so happy living with each other. And last week she gave me the big news. As happy as I was that I was able to have a family of my own with this beautiful woman, my heart sank because I knew that we would have to tell our family. I’m so scared. I just want to disappear with her and start our family with a clean slate. I don’t know what to do.

Titty-fucking my mom [M/S] [F50 M28] OC

My mom was getting up there, no doubt about it. She had just turned 50, and while she was still very good-looking, she was starting to show her age. Her face was wrinkled around the edges – some call it crows-feet. Her hair was no longer soft & silky, it was more rough looking. He skin tended to sag a little, especially on her arms and legs. Nothing gross, she just wasn’t as tight as she was in her 20s & 30s. All that was too be expected for a woman of her age, of course. Even with her imperfections, my mom was still a knockout. She got implants when she got married to my step-dad about 15 years ago. She wasn’t flat-chested before – so her B/C cups grew to DD’s when she went under the knife. My step-dad was a total asshole, and had recently left both of us for a younger model… But she knew how to accentuate her fake curves. Ever since she got her new tits, my mom would wear shirts that showed off the MAXIMUM amount of cleavage. I had obviously gotten used to seeing my mom’s big boobs over the years, but sometimes she would bend over without thinking, or lean back when I was standing over her, and I couldn’t help but get hard. Since they were fake, they were still very perky for her age, and most of the time she didn’t bother wearing a bra. It’s not like she intentionally popped them out for me, but when she did something without thinking – I would get way more than I bargained for. One time a few years back, she had on a shirt that was very loose and showed almost no cleavage. I think that gave her a false sense of confidence because when she was walking past me and dropped her cell phone, I nearly fell out of my chair. She absentmindedly bent at the waist to grab her phone, right in front of me. Her loose top hung low, and I got a clear view of both her bulbous breasts. Her nipples were surprisingly small – which I guess helped her to not have to worry about a bra. She looked up at me while bent down, and must’ve seen my reaction because she then looked down at herself and began to laugh. She quickly stood up and brushed the whole thing off as nothing I hadn’t probably seen before – but I had to excuse myself to take care of my raging hard-on within minutes. I couldn’t get her tits out of my head. Those breasts had fueled many masturbation sessions over the years. And now that my mom had moved back in with me since her split from our step-dad, it was even worse. It was almost every day that I would get some sort of peek down her blouse, or at her ass when she bent over. A few times over the last few weeks, I thought that she might have noticed my bulge. I couldn’t help it, I pretty much had a boner 24/7 now and as much as I tried to hide it, sometimes it was just impossible. All that takes me to last night. It was Sunday night – we had settled into a routine over the last few months of always watching a movie on Sunday nights. I had picked an action movie last week, so it was my mom’s turn. I figured that she would pick some rom-com, and I was right. What I didn’t know at the time was that it was rated R, and was quite raunchy. About 30 mins in, we had already watched 2 sex scenes and I was uncomfortably hard. Like a raging boner that was begging to be touched. We were both on the couch, but we were on either side – a cushion between us. I was just about to get up to excuse myself and jerk off when my mom started moving. First she stood up and stretched – giving me a fantastic side view of her tits, then she turned to me and plopped down on the couch sideways. I knew what she was angling for, a foot rub. I also knew that as soon as she put her feet on my lap, she would know I was hard. I was fucked. There wasn’t enough time to get up and leave, and my face started blushing even before her legs landed down on me. Her legs hit my lap, and were only there for a second before she lifted them and looked at me. She knew. I knew she knew. This was the worst possible scenario I could possibly imagine. My mom accidentally feeling my dick. But instead of saying a word, she put her legs back down and started to rub them back and forth. She turned her feet flat on my crotch and started stroking me up and down through the blanket that I had strategically placed on my lap. It felt amazing, but I had no idea what to do or say. Obviously, I wanted her to keep going, it felt amazing and I was so horny. But what should I do. I didn’t want to say the wrong thing and ruin the moment, but I also wanted to give her encouragement and tell her to keep going. I settled on started to buck my hips up and down slowly with her feet. Mom got the idea, because she kept it up and even quickened her pace. After a few minutes, she tossed her legs to the side and stood up, facing me. Again, without a word, she tossed off her t-shirt, showing off her fantastic tits. I couldn’t believe it. Me and my mom were totally gonna hook up! She grabbed the blanket and tossed it to the side, then got down on her knees right in front of me. Grabbing my shorts and puling down, I felt my cock spring out from the elastic waistband. Without hesitation, she started to stroke it. Long strokes from the base of my shaft all the way to the tip. She had begun to bite her lip, so I knew she was as excited as I am. Serendipitously, there was a bottle of hand lotion on the table beside the couch. While she kept stroking with one hand, she half-stood to reach the bottle and squirt some onto her palm. I thought she was going to work the lotion onto my cock to lube me up, she did not. Instead she began to work it into the cleft between her breasts. She leaned forward and angled my prick between those beautiful globes. The silicone kept them perky, but her sagging skin gave them enough movement to completely wrap them around my shaft. She bounced up and down on her knees, giving me the most glorious titty-fuck of my life. As she quickened the pace, I couldn’t hold it in any longer. I gave her the time-honored tap on the arm to let her know I was about to burst, and she let out the first words of this entire experience. “Give it to me son” With that, I exploded. Shooting hot cum up into the air. Obviously, I was pent up, so my first shot hit her in the chin and splattered upwards onto her cheek. The next landed onto her left breasts and the third hit her neck. After that, even more cum poured from my head, coating her tits in my sticky mess. She kept her tits bouncing until I was totally spent, and then stood up and walked to the kitchen. For a towel to clean up, I presume. \*\*More to Cum\*\*

NYC night with a stranger [FM]

I like writing these stories as a way to process my various feelings and/or personal victories in my sex journey. This week has been a hard one, but a pounding is good for stress relief. I was wearing a cute tanktop with colorful leggings. I'm small and petite, have been gaining a little weight, but it looks delicious on me. I have all my body hair, and a super short haircut that brings out my big eyes and smile. I had chatted with some guy briefly a few days ago to set up the date, we didn't exchange any pics, because I like to be surprised. I met him in the lobby of the hotel, and it was a good surprise! He seemed sweet and a little nervous, but that's okay. When we got to the room, I immediately made myself at home, stretching out on the couch. It was a sumptuous room, with multiple seating, gold framed mirror and mirror wall. I wish I could have done a photoshoot in that room. He sat down next to me, touching my feet, we talked for a few minutes, then he came on top of me to kiss. I like being smushed by big bodies and I loved grinding against each other. I turned over and told him to touch my back, he kissed and masssaged my back and ass, reached around to squeeze my tits. I kept thinking god these mirros must make us look amazing. He pulled down my panties and legging just a little bit, god thats so hot to be a little exposed, and I love love my ass being massaged and touched. I don't like oral that much, but I do love a tongue in my ass, and that's what he did. I took off the rest of my clothes and I felt very very deliciously naked. He was grinding on top of me fully clothed, until he decided to take everything but his underwear off. I loved feeling him behind and on top of me, and his arms next to my head. God he had gorgeous skin and body hair, and deliciously warm hands. Then I turned around and wanted to see what kind of package I was working with, and boy was I surprised. That was a holy moly ginormously thick dick. And I have seen many! It was the same lovely color as his skin. And I've never seen such a perfect set of balls in my life. They were a beautiful color, they were smooth and soft to touch, big and juicy, in perfect proportion to this giant dick, for some reason less hairy than others I've come across. I mean perfect, and I told him so. I wasn't planning to go down on him, cause I mostly have retired from that, but like oof I had to, those balls looked so appetizing. He stood up so I could reach them well while sitting on the couch, the mirror behind me. I was enjoying licking and kissing and sucking all over his balls and thick cock. Then I lay back down on the couch, spread my legs, and told him to watch me touch myself. I slowly touched my inner lips, up and down, circled the edges of my clit, watching his face, inching my way towards my opening. When I started fingering myself, it was obvious how wet I was by the slurping noises my finger and pussy were making. He loved that. Then he started fingering me, pumping them in and out, yum, while I touched my clit. We tried having penetrative sex, but ultimately it did not work because either he was nervous or the condom wasn't big enough (XL condom too!) He said he gets custom big ones back home but didn't bring those, darn. I enjoyed stroking him regardless, seeing this giant beautiful cock in my hands, tracing the thick veins. Because this is real life and I write realistic stories, neither of us came but I enjoyed myself and feeling hot, and getting some good touch and cuddles, feeling super safe and confident. Before I left, I took a few minutes to model poses around all the furniture, I've been experimenting with some photography/modeling for myself lately, and that room was inspiring! Wishing you all sexy times <3

[S/b] How shared trauma brought my brother and I together

I've been on reddit for several years now and have recently wandered into these subreddits because of my own experience. I've seen many stories posted here but none of them have resonated with me. I won't speak to the stories of others, but my life has not been some taboo porn flick. I saw someone comment recently that their experience was that people don't willingly get into incest - that trauma is often the root cause. That was the first comment I saw that I resonated with. I originally came here looking to see if others had a similar experience and that was the first time I felt like someone had. So, while I was kind of hoping I'd find other stories similar to mine, I figured it might be easier if I posted ours to see if anyone can relate. For those of you looking for some brother/sister FWB situation, this story is probably not for you. My brother - let's call him John - is a little over a year older than me. He's 24 now and I'm 23. We now live together and have for the past 5 years. We have sex regularly and neither of us are dating anyone else. We do not want to get married. We do not want to have children. I'm on birth control and we are in a state that still has abortion rights if it ever comes down to that. We know that what we're doing is wrong. We have both felt guilt on and off over the last 5 years. We've called it off more times than I can count. We are both in therapy, but neither of us has disclosed our relationship to our therapists. It's not healthy. It's fucked up. We both know we'll probably never have a meaningful relationship because of how messed up we are. Yet, for all the times we've tried to stop, we just can't. It only lasts for a week or so before our willpower gives out. I love my brother and I know he loves me. The sex is amazing. Is it amazing because of how wrong it is? I don't know. Maybe - but we don't think about it. We don't really talk about it anymore. It's just what we do. My brother is attractive but it's not that. I think I'm attractive, but it's not that for him either. It's not some physical attraction. It's ... complicated. It's comforting. I feel protected when I'm with him. As for how we got here - we had a fucked up childhood. Our father was/is a cop. He wasn't always violent. We both remember when he and our mom were happy. Something happened, though and he seemed to change overnight. John was around 11 when the change happened. That's when the beatings started. The beatings started for us and our mom. She regularly had bruises and welts all over her. She started drinking heavily. That eventually turned into drugs. She was in and out of rehab for years. Things would get better for short periods of time. Our dad would apologize. His "brothers" would talk to him, but it was always short lived. Something would happen. Someone would say something or have the wrong look on their face. The cycle would repeat. John got the worst of it but I wasn't immune. I was knocked out once. I ended up hitting my head on the wall and had a gash that required stitches. CPS came out after a teacher reported it at school. Our dad removed us from the school and demanded that mom homeschool us instead. John would wake up with nightmares. I had them as well. We didn't have any family or friends we could turn to. Our father made sure of it. He lorded over us and our mom was too fucked up to do anything either. We were trapped and we knew it. As John got older and bigger, he started to resist. That resulted in some pretty awful fights. I can still hear the noise of them slamming each other into walls. John once broke my dads nose and my dad knocked him out cold. John began to step between my dad and me. He would take the beatings for me. He protected me. I still burst into tears thinking about it. About what he did for me. We would cry together and I would patch up his wounds as best I could. It became a regular thing. Our mom was a zombie. Barely conscious. Always drunk or getting drunk. John and I talked about running away, but we knew they'd find us. When he was 17, John talked about moving out the minute he turned 18. And he did. That very day. He moved out and never stepped foot in that fucking house again. But he stayed in touch with me. He felt so guilty for leaving me. He was staying with friends going from couch to couch but he called me every day. I learned to stay quiet. I hid all the time from my dad. I got into a really dark headspace and ... you can fill in the rest. When I turned 18, I walked out of that house as well. I packed just some clothes and John picked me up. He had found a small basement apartment on the other side of town that he could afford. He had a decent job and he saved me. I wasn't going to last another day in that house. We were already really close and John felt so guilty for leaving me. I didn't want him to. I love him. I didn't want him to suffer anymore. He protected me for so long. He took so many beatings for me. He was my hero. No one could make me feel as loved as he does. We talked about dating but neither of us felt safe with other people. We knew we were fucked up and neither of us was sure how to show that to others. It's not like we tried. We did. But we'd always come back to each other. We didn't just start having sex. It's not like that. Not for us, anyways. We just spent so much time together. We would cuddle because we were all we had. I could feel him getting hard and it didn't bother me. I just wanted to be close to him. I didn't want him to be attracted to me. But I didn't mind it. Over time we just started to do a little more. He'd hug me and kiss my forehead when he got home. I remember how warm it made me feel. The forehead kiss moved down to my cheek. Then eventually my lips. Then it became a longer kiss. I still remember the first time I opened my mouth. We both did it and both freaked out. But we didn't stop. We talked about drawing boundaries but I didn't really care. I just wanted to be close to him. The boundaries never lasted. All of this happened over two years. It wasn't overnight. We just slipped into it because we're both fucked up. We can't be in normal relationships. We know that. I get anxious when he's not near me. I feel like my world is falling apart. When he comes home, it feels peaceful again. I know it's not normal or healthy but I don't care anymore. I'm never going to be normal. When I'm with him, I don't think about it. I love him but I don't want to marry him. We have sex and it's so good and we cuddle and kiss but we're still brother and sister. It's fucked up, but neither of us can stop and we've given up on ever trying to stop now after the past few years. So, there it is. I don't know if I'll post again. I just wanted to put this out there in case others had a similar experience.

She had a long meeting with her son's teacher (F/F)

Parent/Teacher meetings are great for finding out how well your kid is doing but otherwise mind numbingly boring, so when Anna asked me to attend her son's I went only because she asked me to and I couldn't think of a good excuse not to go. When we eventually met his teacher who was new to us, my jaw almost hit the floor "Johnny close your mouth" she said digging me in the ribs. I shook her hand and felt a rush go through my body, her eyes were beautiful, her figure stunning, her lips look so soft and moist and my cock was having a lot of trouble staying dormant. Anna then shook her hand they made eye contact, they spoke for a minute or two never letting go of each other's hands, In just a couple of minutes this tiny Latina had made such an impression on us both. On the drive home Anna new what was going through my brain. "You want to fuck her don't you, I saw you fucking her with your eyes" I told her that my mind was running wild. She grabbed my hand and placed it between her legs "Will you feed me Johnny" That was her way of telling me to put my fingers inside her and then let her suck the juices off my fingers. She was so wet. I went away on business and as I always did I called Anna to let her know I was OK and settled in to my hotel room. She sounded a little breathless when she answered the phone, "Great that you got there Johnny but I can't talk right now I have his teacher here at the moment". To say I had a boner when I got off the phone was an understatement. My mind wandered back to the gorgeous woman we had spoken to a few days earlier and then to what she would look like naked. I got home a few days later, Anna greeted me as she always did by jumping in my arms and wrapping her legs around my waist. She went and grabbed me a coffee and as she did she placed a pair of white panties on the table, this was our signal to say "Oops I did something I need to confess" We came up with the idea for those times if something happened and we couldn't let each other know, it meant that we were free to talk without either of us getting all pissed when we were told. I took a shower then joined her in the bedroom. "Johnny I know you will not be happy but the night his teacher came round she didn't come to talk about him, she came for me" Already my cock was beginning to get hard. She then told me about it. This is taken from her journal entry. *"Gladita, came tot he house, I was surprised she was there, I thought maybe there had been a problem at school. I let her in and we sat together on the sofa. I don't think I have ever had butterflies like it before from any woman even Dale who I love as much as Johnny has never made me feel the way she did. We only chatted for a few minutes when she suddenly grabbed my face and kissed me, her kiss took my breath away. We only stopped kissing because Johnny called, I have no clue if he could sense the excitement in my voice. As soon as I got off the phone all hell broke loose but in a good way. We began kissing again this time even harder than before, she pulled my tee shirt off, and went straight for my breasts, having no bra on was a good choice I think. The things she was doing to my nipples caused me to begin having small orgasms like little earthquakes running through my body. I took her top off, she too was braless, her nipples were pierced and what I couldn't see at the school I could see now, her body was like a canvass of fine art, the more clothes I took off her the more tattoos she had. To say she was perfect is not enough. Once we were fully naked we began to explore each other, it felt like a biology lesson. Her tongue was the amazing thing, it was pointed and she could roll her tongue in her mouth and when she found my clit with her tongue I felt I would pass out. Her tongue probed my pussy as her fingers played with my clit, wave after wave of gentle orgasms passing through me making me feel dizzy. I moved to the floor, and she climber on top of me so I was able to begin to eat her, her pussy was pretty and pierced and my tongue played with her piercing as I ate her, she was now punishing my pussy with fingers and tongue, I was licking her pussy and occasionally getting my tongue in her ass. When I came I could feel it beginning to happen, all those little orgasms now building to a major quake, I was breathless, I wanted to warn her but it wasn't possible I couldn't speak, I sprayed her face when I came but what was the big surprise was she did the same as me. As our orgasms subsided we kissed each other, our faces were soaked from when we squirted but the kiss was passionate. I remember rolling on my back after we recovered, my legs wouldn't let me stand, so I just lay there watching as she got dressed. She bent down to kiss me and I watched her walk out of the door with her promising we could do it again"* After she had told me, I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, "Johnny you can't fuck me, Gladita will be here soon, but I you will get to watch from the closet in the bedroom, maybe we will let you join us." Gladita arrived a while later, Anna lead me to the closet then closed the door and locked them. "Sorry hun, but I want her to myself this time" I kind of laughed, my sneaky bitch of a wife was going to take the prize we both wanted to share. I removed my pants and waited. They hadn't wasted any time getting naked because they were naked when they came into the room. Anna was right the tattoos on Gladita's body just made her sexier, her pierced nipples were long, probably the longest I had seen. Two things though surprised me, two things that Anna hadn't mentioned and probably another reason she hadn't wanted to get naked before Gladita came. Anna suddenly had pierced nipples and a tattoo on her shoulder which was still healing. My cock was now at full stretch, obviously watching through the slats was difficult to see the full picture but what I could see was wonderful. Anna must have prepared for this because usually her toys are kept in the closet I was in and now she was pulling them out from under the pillows on the bed. They wasted no time going down on each other the noise they were making making my cock strain, precum leaking from me like a hose had been turned on. Anna was grinding her pussy on Gladita's face, damn these girls were loud, I watched as they kept switching positions, every time one had an orgasm they switched so the other could. It was when I sore Anna squirt for the first time that I came hard, muffling my voice so as not to be heard. I then sore Anna take the double ended dildo and pushed one end in Gladita and the other into her self and they both began to ride it. They were riding for some time, even riding through their orgasms. My cock was hard again, I was stroking again, when they had enough of that dildo, Anna strapped the strap on to her and pushed straight into Gladita, she screamed as the full length was pushed in and Anna began to ride her hard, in some ways it looked violent, the harder she fucked her the louder Gladita screamed until I sore her body go into spasm and a jet of fluid left her pussy, Anna pushed in again, not letting Gladita come down of her high, Again she came, this happened too more times until Gladita yelled "Uncle". She had finally had enough, Anna fell on top of her and they began to kiss, I came for a second time. It had been an hour of pure hell for me, I wanted to be between the two of them but here I was stuck in the closet. Eventually and with me desperately needing to pee, the got up of the bed and hand in hand walked toward the door. They stopped at the door long enough for Gladita to say "You can play with us next time Johnny" Anna had planned this all along. She came into the bedroom to unlock the closet door, "Don't leave the bedroom until she has gone baby" she said as I raced by her for the toilet. When Anna finally came back into the room I just grabbed her and threw her on the bed, despite her cries of "No Johnny I am sore" I still fucked her until I put a load where it should have been, deep inside her. She admitted after we finished that fucking her was what she wanted but she was sore. They kept their promise for me to join them next time, I had seen Anna have sex with many women including her GF Dale but had never seen her this hard core when fucking a woman. When on one occasion Dale joined them in a three way it was different again, it was gentle. Women really are amazing how they can switch the way they make love to each other.

That one time I [M19] was used as a sex toy by my girlfriend [F18] and her best friend [F19] (Light Femdom) (Threesome FFM) (Light Bondage) (Name-Calling)

I’d never have thought the first story to ever be officially released under my name to be smut, but here we are. My girlfriend always said she really liked my writing style when I handed her the latest draft or short story I’d come up with. She is a long-time smut-fangirl and seemed to enjoy the way I dirty-talked as well. One time, she told me she was convinced that, if I were to write a kinky story, it would be appealing to a great amount of people. So let’s find out if she was right, I guess. It all began with us snuggled up on the couch at my place, watching TV. Jimmy McGill was furiously storming out of the courthouse as Erin’s phone buzzed on the table. Unenthusiastically, she grabbed for it and unlocked. After quickly running her eyes over the message, I heard an annoyed groan. “Hey, what’s wrong?”, I asked while driving my hand through her hair. “It’s Lilly. She’s bored and wants to go clubbing. I’ve brushed her off one too many times I think. Looks like I really have to go this weekend. I so don’t have time for this right now. Exams are closing in and I’d much rather spend the weekend just studying and cuddling.” I looked into her huge chestnut eyes and my mind drifted off for a second, only getting hold of my previous train of thought after some time again: “Doesn’t she have a boyfriend too nowadays? Why can’t she go clubbing with him?” Erin’s lip curled to the side in frustration: “Yeah, she does, But he’s not in town for the next weeks. Hence why…”, “…she’s bored”, I finished the sentence halfway through. “Okay, roger that.” I caressed her for some time, until she suddenly jolted her head away from the screen and towards me: “Hey, Lucky? Could you… come along please?”, Erin said with a weary, almost begging tone. More than anything, I was actually surprised. It must have been written to my face. “Oh, of course. Just didn’t expect to be invited to your Girl’s Night Out. How are you gonna justify it to Lilly though? Don’t think she’ll be to thrilled to hear about me tagging along with you guys.” “Oh, that’s easy”, Erin answered while embracing me for a hug. “She will simply have to be okay with it because otherwise she won’t get me out at all.” I had to chuckle. “Okay then”, I said and gave her a little peck on the forehead. She giggled happily. Flash forward some days and I am seated at a comfortable bar table with my girl and her best friend, loud music blaring from the speakers. Even though Lilly only reluctantly agreed to my presence, after some time and quite a few drinks, all three of us were having a pretty good night. Also, due to her disposition of always being the centre of attention, my previous fear of her feeling like a third wheel weakened more and more. In the end, I was really glad I came along. Not only was it more fun than I imagined, I didn’t have to worry about the girls getting home safely either. Call me old fashioned or whatever you may, but I felt very uncomfortable at the thought of my drunk girlfriend somehow trying to make her way through the dead of the night. And even though I guess by now, you have a pretty good picture of what I think about Lilly, I’d never want her to come into harm’s way either. Talking about Lilly, she was still going strong with her babbling, I began eying down Erin, who was listening intensely. At least she tried I guess, by this point we were all rather tipsy. What a cute girl she was… a shortstack, barely 1,60 tall, but such a bombshell. I loved her huge, chestnut eyes. I loved her golden-brown hair. Her pretty, round face. Her snub nose. She was just so beautiful to me. A bit chubby and very self-conscious about her weight, but I do my best to use every opportunity I get reassuring her I love her sexy body, like giving her kisses on her soft belly or snuggling my face into it. I mean, how couldn’t I? I must confess, her curves had made my mind race even before we started dating. She had a perfect, round bubble butt and thighs I’d gladly be buried in. I still remember vividly how her huge boobies bounced up and down that night when she laughed at one of Lilly’s jokes, her cheeks and nose red from booze. Quickly, almost unnoticed, I took my phone out of my pocket and sent her a text: “You look gorgeous tonight, darling.” What I didn’t expect was the response I got, mere 3 minutes later. While our friend Lilly, completely shitfaced by now, was lying with her head on the table, I watched Erin type. “Nawww. You’re the sweetest, Babe. Btw, I’m something else too: Completely soaked, that is. I can’t wait to get home!!!.” My eyes grew as they met Erin’s across the table. She glanced at me longingly and threw me a kiss. Soon enough, I found myself sitting in the middle of my girlfriend’s living room, playing cards with the two ladies. Honestly, how any of us were still able to comprehend the rules is beyond me to this day. Lilly sat opposed to me, on Erin’s cosy-looking sofa, legs spread wide apart like she owned the place, while my girl and I were placed on some ordinary-looking wooden chairs. Throughout the whole game, Erin and me were passionately playing footsie under the table, an omen of what was yet to come, apparently. “Oopsie! Well, I definitely have to pass that hand”, Erin blurted out. “You guys finish that round on your own, I have to take a quick break anyway.” She got up, kissed me on the lips and scuttled into the bathroom. “Your turn then”, I tried to speak to Lilly with a tone as neutral as possible. “Raise to twenty-five”, she pierced me with a fierce gaze. I hadn’t thought about it much before, but it would be unfair to say she wasn’t good looking. Not at all my type, but that was mostly a personality issue. Lilly had long, wavy, jet black hair, which seemed in tone with her rock-themed clothing style. She wore ridiculously short jeans hot pants, black knee boots, a loose, belly-free shirt with the Rolling Stones tongue logo on it, topped with a black leather jacket, matching the boots. The only thing seemingly clashing with her tough-girl look were her glasses. Thick, black-rimmed square glasses, that had almost a bit of a nerdy touch. Right under them, a bunch of freckles were strewn over her cheeks. She was curvy as well, not as much as Erin, but quite a bit taller, at least 15 centimetres. I kept rearranging my cards, ready to make a move, when she suddenly raised her voice to ask a question in slurred speech: “Say Lucky, have you ever thought about sleeping with another girl? Best friends tell each other everything, right? So I know that you once showed Erin some texts this one bitch from college sent you. You know, the flirty ones...” I nearly stood up because I was so angered by her accusations. The audacity of her! Yes, that girl sent me flirty texts, but the first thing I did was run straight to Erin, with a worried look on my face saying: “How do I tell her without making it awkward?” So what the actual fuck was that about now, I thought. “What the actual fuck was that about?”, I said. “You know I would never-“, she cut me off right there, switching some cards around in her hand, not even looking me in the eye: “She also told me you’re hung.” I kept getting more and more baffled. How fucking drunk was she? A sheepish grin began to build in Lilly’s lips. “Have you ever thought about… fucking me?” I dropped my cards. “What the hell, Lilly.” “Oh, come on!”, she teased. “Your girl’s best friend? Isn’t that what every guy secretly dreams about?” “No!”, I yelled. Suddenly, Lilly lifted her feet off the floor, with her legs still spread wide open. She popped her middle finger into her lips, sucking on it for a good thirty seconds, until she took it out of her mouth again and swiped it in a curvy line down her entire body, stopping at her crotch. There, she drove it over the surface of her hotpants a few times, right where her clit was. Apart from the obvious arousal and fear that built up inside me, I was also a bit weirded out. “Those are hotpants… do you even feel anything under that fabric?”, I thought to myself. Lilly started to blush, the reddish colour in her cheeks made the little brown dots on them even more poignant. “Do you… still not think about fucking me?” With a quick zipping sound, Lilly’s hotpants were open. Her hand wandered inside. She bit her lip as she slid into herself. A whispered “Fuck yeah”, escaped her mouth. All the while I was sitting there, overwhelmed with the situation, nervously sweating and lost for words, I could only think of one thing: What was taking Erin so long?!? I sighed with relief, when I heard her voice right that moment, as if she had read my mind: “Guys, I’m ready!”, she said in a bubbly, albeit drunk tone. The moment I saw her standing in the hallway though, my heart sank into my pants. She was wearing… close to nothing, actually. A white lace bra, transparent at exactly the right places, a white G-string bottom that did a terrible job at covering anything at all, and of course, my greatest weakness of all time: Erin’s juicy, dummy thick thighs, stuffed neatly in comfy-looking white knee socks. “Heya daddy”, she giggled seductively while stepping from one leg to another in excitement. She tried to gently sway over the living room floor but in her drunken state, this resulted in her clumsily bumbling around before taking a halt behind me. What. Was. Going. On. Erin took both my nervously twitching hands and placed them on her breasts. I started kneading, almost instinctively. In the meantime, Lilly must have drifted back to reality for a solid moment and noticed Erin returned. Because as soon as my girl showed up, her psycho friend slid her fingers out of her vagina and licked her own grool off of them. “Ugh, finally!”, she groaned, with the fingers still in her mouth. “I thought you bitch would let me wait here distracting your boyfriend until the end of days! Now let’s get down to bizz.” Faster than I could react, Erin had my hands cuffed together behind the chair. “What are you doing?”, I asked, panicking. “Don’t worry, boo, I promise you’re going to love this”, my girlfriend said in a foreboding tone. Lilly’s leg gave a kick into the living room table, to which it rolled off into the distance on its four small wheels. “Remember when I told you there are no secrets between girls?”, Lilly spoke with a mocking tone and placed herself right in front of me, with her hot pants still open. I could see some of her jet-black pubes curling inside. Just now had I realized she didn’t have any underwear on. “Hate to break it to you, but that also goes for your sex life. You see, Erin said you once told her about a deep, dark little fetish of yours she wanted to play out, but she needed a little help from someone more up to the task. I heard you can be surprisingly dommy in bed, considering your sunny boy attitude. Suddenly, she calls you daddy and wants to be treated like a fuckslut. To be honest, when Erin told me that, I almost couldn’t believe you had that in you, but apparently you can rest assured, I heard you’re doing a pretty good job at your role. Erin bit my hear from behind. “Yes, you’re amazing, Daddy”, she whispered in a sultry voice that made the hair on my arms stand up. Lilly continued: “But you were always curious how it would be if roles were reversed. Big daddy dreams about being the fucktoy for once. A girl using you to pleasure herself. And that’s what we’re gonna do righ now. Maybe normally, daddy is the boss, but tonight mommy is in the house.” Jesus Christ, that was campy. The entire thing was so obscurely hot and still totally surreal to me, but that line was just campy. “And mommy needs to blow off some steam real bad”, while talking, Lilly rested her hands on my thighs and dug her fingers in. “I’ve been running hot for a while now, Lucky. I would have loved to let it all out on a wild Girl’s Night, but no, you had to ruin everything. So now I’ve made up a new rule: If boys come along on our Girl’s Nights, they don’t get to play. They’ll get played with.” “Don’t you have a boyfriend?”, the sudden realization that she was basically about to cheat on that poor bastard with me made me reluctant again. “God, what are you, my marriage counsellor? Carl is a loser. That boy is twenty-one and had sex for the first time last week. He doesn’t know how to do shit, unsurprisingly. If you feel better about yourself, I already intended on leaving him soon anyway.” Ouch! That was mean. Poor Carl… At first I thought about protesting again, but then it came to my mind very quickly that I wasn’t really in the situation to do anything right now. Also, it was Lilly we’re talking about here. Everything I said would fall onto deaf ears. Especially now that she was horny. She was actually kinda scary when she was horny. Admittedly, the fact that I felt unable to fight against any of this was a huge turn-on for me. “So, I think we’ve had enough chit-chat. Let’s get dirty now. Erin, how about you move that fat, bouncy ass over here and get your boyfriend started. I wanna see if his cock can hold up to my expectations”. “With pleasure”, Erin grinned happily. I still couldn’t believe she would have agreed to something like this, let alone come up with it. Lilly drove her hands down my legs. As soon as she had ended up at my ankles, Erin handed her some thick rope to tie them to the chair as well. What else did she hide in the bathroom?!? Lilly took a step to the side and now Erin walked in front of me. She bowed to my waist and gently opened my belt, before unbuttoning and sliding down my jeans. “Hey, boo. I’m gonna get you ready for us to fuck now. And trust me, we will not hold back on you. Both Lilly and me are so fucking horny tonight. How about a proposal?”, Erin turned around slowly and bowed just a bit so her rear was fully in my view. She slapped both her hands on her butt and pulled it apart. The thong’s tiny string was in no way able to cover her asshole. “I know how much you love my thick ass. Maybe, if you’re a good boyfriend and make both of us cum enough, I’ll let you stick it inside there. But heads up, it’s really really tight. We’re gonna need a lot of lube. Deal?”, without me even being able to answer, she let herself fall onto my lap. I was so aroused the lust almost took my breath away. Slowly, as Erin grinded her body on mine, I could feel the bulge in my boxers growing. Our sharp, heavy breaths started picking up a rhythm and I tried moving my hips in the opposite direction to create more friction. I sucked on her throat. Apparently, it all worked really well together, because from time to time, my girl’s heavy breaths turned into little moans. “Please take it out… it’s getting too tight”, I looked at Erin, the lustful desperation clearly visible in my eyes. “Okay”, she said calmly and glided off of me. One quick shove of her hands into my underwear and suddenly my dick was out there, fully erect, for everyone to see. “Oh my, look what you’re doing to my body…!”, Erin playfully noted. Now that she was standing up again, I noticed her text before, at the bar, was no lie: A wet stain on the lower part of her panties started to grow continuously. For a quick moment, she pushed aside the G-string and revealed her cleanly shaven pussy. I watched how little droplets of her juice fell to the floor. “Lillz, for the love of God, please take over, because if I put it inside of me right now, you won’t get any of this dick for the rest of the night.” “Yeah, can do”, Lilly smirked. Erin walked backwards until she let herself fall onto the couch and started furiously masturbating as soon as she was seated. Sometimes over the thong, sometimes under it, switching back and forth between rubbing her clit and shoving her fingers deep into her insides. She made the wildest sounds. I thought I was going crazy listening to her. In the meantime, Lilly came up to me. “Not bad, mister!”, she noted smugly, looking down at my dick. With agonizingly slow strokes, she ran her hand around it. “Let’s see what else you’re hiding”, she roughly pulled apart the buttons of my shirt. “Oh yeah, I can work with that”, she smirked. Although I had nothing near a six-pack, some muscly outlines were visible along my ribs. Lilly traced her fingers over them. “Now I know how what you’re thinking. I bet you’re hellbent on shoving your thing inside my cunt, but I’ll tell you something, Lucky. You and my pussy, you don’t know each other too well. And if you really wanna keep up that gentleman attitude of yours, you don’t just stick your dick into a complete stranger. I think to get more familiar with each other, you guys should kiss. Preferably French, if I can make a recommendation. You get what I’m saying? I’m gonna give you a good, wet, sloppy face-fuck.” “Oh yeah”, I chuckled. “Come here, Lillz. How about you let that pussy decide if I’m a good kisser.” I realized too late what I brought upon myself by saying this. Because now, I had awakened a sleeping dragon. In what felt like less time than it took her pants to hit the floor, Lilly was standing to my side, one leg placed on the chair, pushing my face deep down into her crotch with one hand. Just the smell alone was enough to drive me insane. Such a sweaty, salty, horny, unhinged smell. I kept shoving my tongue deeper and deeper into her, grool and other juices running down my chin and her thighs. She used her other, still free hand to relentlessly rub herself all the while. And I thought Erin was horny… The sounds she made ranged from low groaning to high pitched screeches, with the occasional “Yes, suck my cunt, bitch boy” or “Fuck, right there” thrown in. Eventually, after what must’ve been like at least 8 minutes of complete sensory overstimulation for her private parts, Lilly seemed to be about to finish. “I’m gonna cum on your face now”, she almost wasn’t able to get the sentence out with all of the moaning and shouting in between. “Heads up, Lucky. I’m a bit of squirter”, not even a second after that, Lilly’s voice peaked in a series of louder and louder screams of pleasure. I felt her vagina pulsate around my tongue, ending in a hot, fast stream of liquid splashing at my face, in my mouth, everywhere. Heaven! Lilly stepped down while breathing out as loud and long as I’ve only seen it from morning TV Yoga instructors. “That was a fun ride”, she said. As soon as she got away, I finally saw Erin again, who was still going at it hard. By now, she had gotten her vibrator and it was stuffed deep inside her, thong pulled to the side. “My, my!”, Lilly cackled. “What a cuckqueen of a girlfriend you have. Jilling off while watching her beloved eat my pussy. Hey, Err, what do you think about switching toys for once?” Erin’s eyes widened in glee. “Finally! I thought you’d take forever. I’ve been dying to cum too, you slowpoke!” “Whatever”, Lilly groaned snarky and pulled out Erin’s vibrator from between her spread up legs, which made my girl let out a small moan. “Just get onto your boyfriend’s dick, it’s been all twitchy from the anticipation already. Bet it feels really good right now.” Without washing it, or hesitating even a single second, Lilly shoved the juice-covered, still vibrating love toy down into the depth of her pussy, where the droplets she sprayed out in climax now made her little bush twinkle. “Hehe, thanks for getting it lubed up, Erin.” God, she was filthy. It made all of this even more fun. “Oh, I’ve been dying to do this ever since we went out today!”, Erin groaned. While walking towards me, she rapidly slipped out of her soaked-through thong entirely. For a moment, I could still see strings of grool connecting her vulva with the piece of lingerie. “Where I’m going now, I won’t need that anymore”, she beamed happily and picked out a condom of her nightstand drawer, before swinging one of her legs over me. With no time to waste, she tore the package open and rolled the rubber onto my penis, then embracing a stern grip onto it, leading me inside of her. I must say, I was quite shocked with how she basically popped onto me without any lube. I slid into her instantly. And holy fuck, she felt good. Out of all the girls I had ever dated, sex with Erin was no doubt the best. She got very wet when she was horny, and she was horny fast and often. Also, she felt sooo tight. I believe it’s a degrading myth that there are girls who are “tight” or “loose”, but I do think for every dick, there’s a pussy that fits perfectly, and vice versa. And I was pretty sure I had found mine. Erin moved her hips fast and aggressively up and down, quick, short movements, which hit me with an almost continuously wavering pleasure. “This is so much better than the vibrator”, a thick, gleeful grin washed over her face. My baby was just the hottest. I wanted to touch her, fondle her so bad, but alas, my hands were still cuffed behind my back. She didn’t so much as to speak a single word, the only thing coming out of her mouth was a sexy little voice moaning in pleasure. With both hands she reached out to my face and pulled my forehead against hers. “I want to touch you”, I finally couldn’t hold back from saying it anymore. “I want to make you feel even better. Please uncuff me so I can be a better fuckslut.” “I thought you’d never ask”, she said, almost relieved, before reaching behind my back and opening the handcuffs with a button on the side. They fell to the floor with a loud “clink”. “Where were we, my love?”, Erin asked playfully as her body slowly thumped up and down on me, her wet insides tightening around my erect cock with each time she got down again. “I was tasked with making my darling cum”, I responded, directly before leaning in and kissing her passionately, grabbing at her thick thighs with both my hands. For a moment, I played around with her tongue in my mouth, before pulling back out again. “How about I release you too? Although it looks really hot on you, I don’t believe I can give you a proper orgasm with that stupid bra in the way.” I snapped it open with my fingers. My girlfriend’s huge breasts sprang into my face, her nipples already stiff and swollen from lust. After one of our more experimental playtimes, I had found Erin was quite receptive to getting them twisted or pinched. Just as usual, I started twirling them around a bit with my fingertips before I get to more drastic ways of handling her. It always drives her absolutely insane. I simply couldn’t get enough of the frenzied look in my girl’s eyes when I played with her nips. The speed at which she humped my dick increased drastically. I could feel myself getting harder and in return, her getting tighter, Erin’s moans growing louder. “Please cum on me, Baby Girl”, I whispered softly into her ear. “Oh my God, yes! Keep going!”, she almost screamed at me, sticking a hand between her legs to rub over her clit while I ploughed into her deeply. “Use me until you climax, Babe. I love to see my little Lady have so much fun. Right now, I’m your slave, you own this cock. It is only there for your–“, I was cut off in the middle of the sentence by my own moaning. I could not have said another word. For one second, her grip around me tightened infinitely. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I felt hot streams of cum shoot out, one after another. When I was finished, my cock still pulsating in afterglow, I was able to witness the end of Erin’s orgasm too. Shortly before releasing, she always started touching herself, and when she came, she’d suddenly stop because of sensory overload. Her eyes shut tightly and the loud moaning halted, yet her mouth still trembled, widely open. Seeing her like that made always made me feel so proud, so happy. As if we were absolutely complete in that moment, a unity. After cumming, she embraced me tightly, sweaty skin clinging to sweaty skin. Pure bliss. Erin slowly and carefully stepped off of me. I gave her a little peck and she untied my ankles. Just as I stood up from the chair I noticed my pants were still pulled down to my knees, to which I quickly stepped out of them. My dick had gone flaccid about halfway by now, I peeled the used condom off, tied it and threw it to the trash. Only after the haze of this intense, erotic experience had worn off, it dawned to my love-drunk mind that Lilly was still here… Waiting. She sat on the couch in a cross-legged pose, watching us this whole time. Erin’s vibrator was still stuffed in her, droning on the lowest setting. “Damn guys, what a show! Imma be frank with ya, I wouldn’t have thought that watching a couple fuck could turn me on that much, but like, just look at me. My cunt is drenched. I already wanted to compliment you for being significantly less boring than I would’ve thought. Too bad someone had to unbind her boyfriend after fucking him. That was such a bitch move, Erin. You were the one asking for my help with gangbanging your guy. And now I don’t get a ride? That’s selfish. But you know what? I’m gonna take what’s mine, whether you like it or not.” “Look, I’m really sorry Lilly”, I said, chuckling embarrassedly while scratching the back of my head, “But I don’t think I could go another round right now anyways. In five or ten minutes, I’m totally up to the task again and I promise, you can fuck me as hard as you want, but you know how it is with us guys, right? That takes… some time.” I was still so dizzy from before, unable walk two straight steps without stumbling. And I shouldn’t even have tried. Because she noticed. “How cute. Since when do you get to do the decision-making here, fuckboy?”, Lilly scoffed. She shot up from the couch and came so close our faces almost touched. “I’m gonna have my way with you, whether you like it or not.” My eyes blinked at her in confusion, trying to process if she just said that, and exactly when I least expected it, I felt a strong push into my side. Erin gasped in shock, watching me being pressed to the couch by her best friend. I wouldn’t even have dared to move. I am quite ashamed to confess this, but something like this really was one of my wildest dreams. The rough, forceful way she handled me created some sort of amazing rush my rarely-showing subordinate side had craved for some time. Even though I never felt aroused by pain or any masochistic practices for that matter, there was just something so thrilling to me about being taken advantage of. Lilly slipped out of the leather jacket and lifted up her shirt, revealing she didn’t wear a bra either. When she caught me staring at her round, luscious breasts, she stuck her tongue out at me. “Yeah, forget it. You’re not gonna get to play with my babies. But if you’re a good boy and do your job well, I’ll let you watch me rub them.” Then, she pulled the dildo out. “Thanks for letting me borrow that in the meantime, Erin. If you are as curious as your boyfriend about what my slit tastes like, you can give it a taste, I guess. You know what, it’s yours, for all I’m concerned, you can stick it up your ass just as well.” “Now, back to you, Mister”, Lilly glared at me with hungry eyes. “You know what you are?” “No”, I responded short of breath. She sat down on top of me. “You are a piece of fuckmeat. And that’s what I’m gonna use you for.” In an almost surprisingly soft way, she pushed my penis towards her vulva with a flat hand and slowly grinded her wet lips onto me. “And look who’s suddenly getting all big again, Mr. Wait-About-Ten-Minutes. You are such a slut for my hairy snatch.” My God, all her teasing was driving me insane. Lilly beamed a big smile. “This really does get you off your rocks, huh? Big, tough guy, getting exploited by a little girl.” Mhm”, I moaned shakily. Actually, at this point, I would have loved to say something like “Please be gentle with me”, but it simply felt awkward in my head. Truth be told, being scared was just unrealistic, in the end I still am a fit 1,90 guy and had probably like 30 kilos on Lilly. I could’ve easily shaken her off, if I hadn’t wanted that. Secondly, she wasn’t gonna go easy on me anyways, no matter what I would’ve said. “And no, you don’t need to get your little head all worried again, I’m on birth control. Sure as hell don’t wanna get knocked up by you or any other pathetic slut boy who had the pleasure of being rode by me.” Like that, she pushed my dick deep down inside her. I took quite some force and was even a bit painful – after all, I just had an orgasm and didn’t have any lube on me. The second time can be a bit irritating for me, especially in the beginning but Lilly wasn’t having any of it. She jumped on my cock like her primal instincts had gotten the better of her. I tried thrusting my hips against her as often as I could, but most of the time, I felt pushed back down by how quickly and volatile her movements were. Maybe I overestimated myself, I thought. If I wanted this to stop, maybe I really couldn’t have pushed her off so simply. For the love of God, I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but somehow, that thought made me enjoy it even more. Apparently, Lilly did too, because the next time I looked up at her during this frenzied rodeo, she was twisting her nipples with both hands, eyes closed. She just kept going and going, humping my dick like her life depended on it. The pain of sliding in and out of her receded with time, and because of my first orgasm, sensitivity on my cock had decreased, so I reckoned we would keep doing this for quite a while. It was only then that Erin stepped into my view again. Pressing her hand together in between her thighs, she stood before me, slowly grinding it back and forth. Her eyes were throwing the most desperate, aroused look humanly conceivable at me. “L-Lucky, I… I want another one! Another orgasm! Please, make me cum again!”, she seemed horny beyond her mind. “Seeing Lilly and you get this dirty is just… I can’t handle it anymore. I tried masturbating, but it’s not enough, I wanna be part of it!” “In the middle of aggressively hopping on my dick, Lilly said in a commanding voice: “Erin, when will you finally get it? If you want something, fucking take it already! Don’t ask him so nicely… shove your slit in his face and make him give it to you! You’ll never be taken seriously if you don’t show who’s boss!” “It’s okay, Err”, I assure her, while she’s staring me down anxiously. “Just like Lilly says… you can simply use me to your pleasure.” Finally, after a lot of contemplation, my sweet, beautiful girlfriend swings one leg over my chest, placing it gently on the couch. She twiddles with her fingers around my hair, before calmly whispering: “I love you, Lucky.” Kneeling above me, her legs spread apart and the image of her juicy pussy grows larger and larger hovering over my face. Again, strings of wet grool connected from the deep inside of her vagina to her thighs. Softly, she placed her heated, sticky labia on my mouth, waiting for my tongue to make its way inside her. As soon as she felt me inside, a pleasured sigh of relief ran all the way through her body and ever so slowly, she started grinding her pussy on my face. Erin picked up the pace real fast, and before I knew it, she was riding my face almost as fast as Lilly rode my dick. My baby’s voice trembled in sharp, moaning breaths, each one assuring me she was enjoying the ride as much as I did. In this moment, I thought to myself, would I die right now, I’d die a happy man. Not long after that, I came. The feeling was by far not as intense as the first time this night, yet still extremely powerful. Lilly had quite some dirty tricks up her sleeve, moving her hips in circles around me between mindlessly thumping up and down. And of course, with Erin’s sweet, musky taste in my mouth, my head cradled between her soft thighs, every pleasure was magnified by a tenfold. As soon as I felt the streams of cum shoot out of me, my mouth let out a single loud scream, followed by deep, heavy breathing. Lilly must have either felt the warm liquid inside of her or heard my muffled orgasm from below Erin’s crotch, because with every time I released into her, she moved her body almost perfectly in sync. God, she was good at this! I felt her slip off of me right after my cock started twitching. Then, she must’ve laid down on the couch as well, because I could feel her warm, sweating body right next to my legs. While my boo was apparently getting close as well, judging from the intensity she humped my face with, I heard Lilly moaning to my feet, apparently continuing what she had started on me by hand. I didn’t get much time to think about her anymore though, since my mind was occupied with making sure Erin would reach climax as nicely as possible. She finished on my face as soon as I started rotating my tongue inside of her, knowing how much she liked that, and did so in absolute silence as always, signifying I made her happy once again. My face was adorned with a gleeful smile as she crawled down and cuddled to my side, visibly satisfied with how the night went. Somewhere around that time, her best friend must’ve also made herself come, since I could recall feeling some liquid gushing at the hair on my legs. It is at that point, my memories get hazy though. Copious amounts of alcohol and all the excessive sexual acts had drained my body to its limit. The last thing I can clearly remember is Erin’s hand playing with my chest hair, then stroking along the line of my chin. All three of us apparently fell asleep during a timespan of ten minutes, curled up on Erin’s way too small living room couch. And the next morning, we woke in exactly this position, stark naked, drowsy from the lack of sleep and hung over as all hell. The air was humid and stuffy, with a distinct smell of sex clinging to it. A wet spot on the sofa’s fabric marked where I assume Lilly had her grand finale. Speaking of Lilly, she was actually the first of us to be on her feet, my dazed eyes opened to her figure in front me, clumsily hopping around while getting dressed. I felt her slapping my cheek lightheartedly as soon as her pants were on. “Rise and shine, Lucky-Boy! You know, Erin was right about you. At first I thought you’d be a massive party pooper, ruining my Girl’s Night, but in all actuality, you’re pretty chill. If anyone can handle Erin and me at the same time, they deserve some respect! And I for one had lots of fun last night. So, if you two love birds ever need to spice things up again, don’t forget about letting me know”, the last sentence she said in an especially sultry voice. Lilly threw over her leather jacket and made her way for the door, only stopping when she heard Erin’s voice yawn out from under my arm: “Bye, Lillz. Was nice having you!” “Bye bye, Err! Just so you know for the future, if I ever feel like I’ve got a craving, I might hit you up so we can talk about what leasing your boyfriend costs”, Lilly joked, with one foot already out the door. (She did joke, right?) I felt my girlfriend tighten her clasp around me, her face lovingly snuggling up to mine: “Good morning, Boo.” “Good morning, Babe”, I responded, still half asleep. “What a night, huh?” “What a night, indeed”, Erin repeated exhausted. She rubbed her forehead, groaning in pain: “So Lucky, did you come up with a plan of how we’re going to survive this hangover yet? Because I’d be really open for ideas right now.” “Hmmm”, I made a contemplative sound, before a slight grin suddenly rolled onto my headache-ridden face. An idea just came to me, and what an idea it was: “How about we fall asleep again, stay in bed until about one or two p.m. and then have Ben and Jerry’s for breakfast? And if we’re up to it afterwards, we could try to find out how Saul made it out of the desert alive.” “Yeah, that sounds great”, she smiled happily and did a little stretching motion. My head dived under the blanket to place a little kiss on her belly, to which I was greeted by giggling. I rolled back around and tightly held Erin in my arms. Please, nobody wake us now. So that was the story of my first threesome, but not only that, also had a long-desired wish come true for me. It felt really good living out this deep-seated, dark desire for once in real life. I learned a lot about myself and my sexual preferences through this experience. Because of that, I feel more in tune with my sex life today and would like to give a word of advice to you all: Try out being yourself. Discover and explore your kinks to your heart’s extent (as long as nobody else has to suffer because of it of course). Don’t be discouraged from trying out what interests you, just because it might be unusual. Don’t judge others for what they like, and most importantly: Don’t judge yourself. One more thing that just came to my mind, for those who were wondering: At some point in the story, Erin proposes trying out anal sex as well. Since we were both wayyy too tired after everything, it didn’t happen that night. That doesn’t mean it didn’t happen at all though. And trust me, it was also one hell of an experience! If you like my writing style and are interested in hearing more, it could be the topic of another sexy story in the future. With that, I conclude my message to you, dear readers. I hope you enjoyed my first attempt at erotica and if you want to share constructive criticism or tell me anything else, you're always welcome to do so in the comments. Have a great day, everyone!

My Girlfriend Got Extra Cock During Our Stay in a Hotel in London [MFM] [20s] [Cuckolding] [Threesome] [True Story]

This follows on over a year after our first threesome with James. Having driven from our university city that November morning we had left the car in a quiet side street in south west London before walking to the tube station to get the District Line into central London. Lauren and I were visiting London together to go out for a meal for my school friend Andrew's birthday. Taking the opportunity to stay in a hotel for the weekend. We arrived mid-afternoon at our hotel just east of the City of London and near to Brick Lane. We checked in before heading up to our room on one of the top floors. Lauren does her usual thing of looking round the room, checking everything out and settling in, unpacking some of her luggage and putting things neatly in their place. She then begins to give me a teasing look, taking off the hoodie she had been wearing and throwing it on the bed before pulling her top down with her tits out over it. She glances towards the glass fronted balcony which looks out over the roofs of lower buildings and towards other tall buildings a couple of streets away with the large towers of London further away again. The next thing I know Lauren is casually sliding the door open, I feel a stirring in my groin as I watch her heading out onto the balcony. She was playing one of her slutty games and was clearly hoping that people might see herself exposing her massive 32E tits. "You love me showing off my tits, baby, don't you?" she said. I nodded while she lingered on the balcony for a bit, exposing herself for longer while we had a little talk about what she wanted to do that weekend. It was poor planning that we had a hotel for the weekend and we had not lined up anyone for her to play with as we usually liked to. "Maybe a stranger?" she said suggestively, giving me a filthy look. "I want to be filled with someone's cum." Before heading back into the hotel room, leaving me on the balcony with a rock-hard cock straining against my trousers. We decided to use the last of the afternoon to head out for an explore of the area surrounding the hotel. As we walked along, Lauren kept rubbing herself up against me and whispering dirty things in my ear, teasing me, even grabbing my hand and trying to work it between her legs, so I could feel the wetness of her knickers. After we had a feel for the area, we went into a couple of stores towards Spitalfields and Lauren chose a few items of skimpy/thin clothing, which I was happy to pay for. We then returned to the hotel. While in the lift as we head back to our room Lauren gives me a knowing look, subtly motioning towards the only other occupant of the lift, a smartly dressed man in his 40s. I could not believe what I was about to do but after our conversation earlier I turned to the man and asked, “Would you like to join my girlfriend and me in our room?” He looks shocked and declines the offer, muttering something which we couldn’t make out as he got off at his floor. I probably could have approached and phrased it better. Disappointed Lauren and I go to our room to get ready to head out for my friend's birthday meal in Brick Lane. As I put my shirt on, Lauren came up behind me, pressing her body against mine and once again whispering filth to me about how much she wanted me to watch her get fucked by other men as she pleasured them with her body. Once again, I was massively turned on. As I had yet to put my trousers on, I removed my boxers and sat in a chair near the full height glass door to the balcony motioning for Lauren to come over and give me a blowjob. With the curtains open and the hotel slightly overlooked from other buildings, both of us were hoping that someone might see her head bobbing up and down. After a few minutes, as I am enjoying Lauren’s lips wrapped around my cock, I spot someone at a window of one of the tall buildings about 500 ft away who looks like they are doing something on a worktop or at a desk while they look towards our hotel. While I am unsure if they are watching us, the fact that they could be pushes me towards the edge and I cum in Lauren’s mouth with her swallowing it all. She looks up at me with a naughty grin, knowing that we have just gotten away with something naughty. We enjoyed our meal out with Andrew and I got to catch up with some other school friends who had also made the journey to London. After the meal we went to a bar as a group for some more drinks before heading back to the hotel. Lauren was still horny and in need of some extra cock, as we had been with Andrew and his friends for the evening, we had not had the opportunity to arrange anything for her. While we are having a last drink at the hotel bar, we realise that the guy manning the bar probably finishes for the evening soon. Having learnt from my mistake earlier in the lift I struck up a conversation with him which included asking him when his shift ends. He tells us that he should finish soon after midnight. As we are getting towards the end of our drinks. Lauren leans in towards him trying to expose as much of her cleavage as possible. While he is glancing at her tits, I ask him if he would like to see more of them. He appears a little unsure but he agrees to head up to our room after his shift ends. We left the bar at around 11.50pm and made our way back up to the hotel room. As I was finding the key-card for the door, Lauren whispers to me, "I'm so horny. I really need this guy to fuck me." I could already feel my cock throbbing at the thought of it. As we go into our room, Lauren is noticeably more excited and she strips off and lies on the bed with her legs spread open. She plays with herself, getting her pussy wet and ready. I told her not to make too much noise, knowing the slightly unsure bartender was on his way up. I was excited to see what was going to happen. The bartender arrived a few minutes later, just after midnight and we invited him in. Lauren excitedly stands to greet him. She takes his hand gently and leads him towards the bed. She sits on the bed and takes his cock out of his trousers, stroking it and licking it before taking him in her mouth. I watch her as she expertly pleasures him with her tongue and mouth, knowing how good she is. His eyes close as he enjoys the sensation, his nerves have gone away and he has found his courage. He moves Lauren onto the bed and pushes her onto her back. She plays with herself while he quickly loses his clothes. He grabbed her hips and pulled her up so he could bury his face between her legs. Lauren gasped as he began to devour her cunt. He moved to her huge breasts, teasing her nipples with his tongue as he licked around them. I watched as he moved back down between her legs, pushing his tongue deep inside Lauren as she moaned louder. He alternated between licking and fingering her, pushing Lauren closer and closer to orgasm. And before long she was there, gasping and pulling him onto her clit, the warmth intensifying with each stroke of his tongue and fingers. Finally, Lauren cannot take anymore and her whole-body shudders with pleasure as she cums hard and long. Having made her cum he pushes her legs apart and slides his cock inside her. Lauren gasps and cries out in pleasure as he fucks her. I sit and watch, aroused beyond belief as I watch the two of them together. He moved faster and faster, pounded her harder and harder until finally, he shouted out his orgasm as he released his load deep inside Lauren. He pulls out rolls off her, panting and sweating. Lauren lies there, glowing with satisfaction and looking down at her cum-soaked cunt. After he had caught his breath, he got up, collected his clothes and got dressed. We thanked him, he thanked us and said goodbye as he left, leaving Lauren and me alone in the room. "Well baby," she said, "you liked watching that didn't you? Tell me, how does it make you feel to watch a random guy fucking me?" I smiled at her talking dirty. "It makes me want you so fucking much," I replied. "So, what do you want to do about it?" she teased. I could not take it any longer. I quickly began to undress. "I want to have my turn," I said. She was so fucking hot, naked, slightly dishevelled and full of cum. I lay on the bed and watched as Lauren lowered herself on to my cock, riding me with her tight cunt. I moaned in pleasure as she increased her speed and started to moan herself. We were both lost in our own world, enjoying each other. Lauren then wanted to move into doggy style which she knew was a sure-fire way to make me cum quicker. I thrust into her harder and faster, deeper inside her, making her gasp in pleasure, moving in and out of her in a fast-paced rhythm, feeling the bartender's cum inside her. I could feel her tight wet walls gripping around me as I increased my speed. "Oh, fuck!" Lauren screamed as she came. I was close behind, and when I reached my climax, I let out one final thrust and we both fell onto each other. We lay there for a few moments, breathing heavily and recuperating. Then, Lauren looked back and smiled at me basking in the afterglow. Then, with a sly smile, Lauren budged over so I could feel her warm, wet pussy against me. "How about a round two?" she asked, mischievously knowing that I could not resist her now twice filled cunt. I smiled, knowing that I still could make her cum again. We started to kiss passionately, and I pulled her close. I explored her body with my hands, enjoying every inch of her massive tits before I slipped back into her cum filled cunt spooning her from behind. It was not long before I felt her orgasm building as I thrust harder and deeper into her, fucking more and more cum out of her, finally pushing her over the edge and taking me with her once again. Now we were finished, we lay there together, completely and utterly exhausted. I ran my hand gently over her body and kissed her forehead, feeling that amazing connection between us after we had just shared something incredibly naughty.

[B/S] I'm visiting my parents and I followed your advice regarding my sister.

Hey folks. As I type this I’m on the plane on the way home. There is quite a bit to catch you up with. I’ll have to apologize in advance if this feels rushed. But, for reasons we’ll discuss later, I’m trying to make these updates relatively quickly. Sorry I didn’t post for a week. I was trying to write these updates as the days went by, but I found myself worrying almost too much about coming back and documenting it, than actually just enjoying my last few days at home. So at some point halfway through the week I chose to give myself until this week to bring you up to speed. However, given the new circumstances I’ll try to just do it all in a 24hr period. So let’s jump in. After hooking up with my sister, I felt like I owned the moon. And, honestly, I couldn’t wait to do it again. The weekend after was going to be my last weekend home. So there were a lot of people to spend time with. Friends, extended family and, of course, my immediate family all had plans to do something at one point or another. Neither of these plans had me particularly thrilled. Surprisingly, not even the hangout with my parents. The only thing I wanted to do was to get a hotel room with my sister on Saturday morning and not come out of there until Wednesday. Sadly, my schedule wasn’t the only one involved. So after learning that my sister also had other things to do, I was forced to hang out with people I have not had sex with… yuck! Why even bother? Nah, it was nice. My sister popped in and out of all these social arrangements. And things were very normal when we interacted. But not good ‘normal.’ I guess if we mean ‘normal sibling relationship’... so Idk that’s good for us. Maybe it is? That’s confusing. Ok, let me clarify. We were acting like siblings that don’t venture inside each other's bodies from time to time. Which I guess in our case that’s bad. But it’s good and normal for other people. Hopefully that was more clear for you. This made me a little worried. If you’ve ever hooked up with an ex, then perhaps you’re familiar with the feeling. A certain awkwardness of not really knowing what to say about what had happened. We weren’t unhappy with the situation/. But it was almost like we didn’t know how to address it. In my case, I would even say I wasn’t sure how to approach her to do it again. Sunday came about and we had dinner at my parents’. We ordered food and hung out like a normal family. Dad and I sat outside for a while drinking and smoking cigars. Mom and my sister eventually joined us to chat and hang out. It was great. No one got naked. No one had sex with anyone else…. Shocker. Who knew we could still do it?! The tension with my sister was more obvious than ever when both my parents left alone. It was so clear neither of us really knew how to have a regular human conversation. Uncomfortably, we eventually sat in silence. “So…” I joked, doing my very best to break the ice, “do you think they’ll want to go into the hot tub?” My sister simply responded “um, Idk I’m in the mood for that tonight.” Then, I proceeded to do the most cool person thing to do in the world, and said “oh, no. I was only joking.” Which, of course, all the best comedians in the world say after a punchline. She made up an excuse and left me there. So now I had to sit and eat dessert alone like I’m fucking Steven Glansburg. I thanked every single god that exists when my parents came back. The end of the evening came with a general sense of relief. But also with an extremely confusing tone. Like, how is it that we've gone from having sex and it being this incredible, passionate moment to being unable to talk to each other after doing it? I went to bed just puzzled. On Monday I decided to not really approach the topic in any way. Maybe what we needed was just some space. At around 10 am, I was pleasantly surprised by a text from my sister. Just asking me about some logistical thing regarding my parents work. And a conversation was able to get kind of started then oh, thank God. But nothing really energetic. Just a regular conversation between siblings. Could it be that having sex, then dating for a year, then breaking up, then hitting each other, then having sex again is the cure for incest? On Tuesday morning I didn't leave for work. I stayed home, sitting on the couch, staring at the wall trying to figure out what it was that had happened, and how to fix it. The theory I landed on was that perhaps we both had put ourselves in very vulnerable positions and our brains just didn't really know how to address it. I assume that we were both trying not to make the other one uncomfortable. Sadly, we became extremely efficient and making the other one uncomfortable. Believe it or not, all the stuff that goes into the comments of these posts gets read. And I actually keep it somewhere in my brain, stored in a manila envelope titled ‘PERVERTS.’ Inside that envelope I found a general thought that many of you had mentioned regarding my habit of pretending life happened around me, rather than taking decisive action. At this particular moment it felt extremely accurate. I think part of the reason why I was so awkward was because I was waiting for my sister to be the one to take the initiative for something else to happen. But maybe she was doing the same. So I decided to take the reins of the situation and make a solid step forward. I texted her and asked her if you wanted to have dinner that night with me. She told me that, sadly, she had plans. But that she was available on wednesday for lunch. The rest of Tuesday was spent looking at the clock, waiting for time to pass by. That evening at home I groomed my body as if I was about to go to the Olympics for swimming. Okay, maybe that's an exaggeration. It would be more accurate to say that my dick was ready to swim at the Olympics. Lunch on Wednesday had a rusty start with the same awkwardness of the previous conversations we’d had. But I made the decision to not act like there was any awkwardness. My goal for that sit-down was to just have a normal conversation and have a little fun with my sister. Sure enough, as soon as I stopped making a big deal out of things, she did the same. It's like her body transformed in front of me. I could see the awkwardness coming out of her the way that I wanted my jizz to come out of myself later on that day. It wasn't much more than an hour and a half later that we were both driving to a hotel to spend the night there. As soon as we got there, I threw her on the bed. She fell on it sitting down, and extended her hands out to undo my pants. As if she needed more room to work, once my dick was out of my pants she got on her knees in front of me and shoved it as far back into her throat as it could possibly go. My Olympic Swimmer cock met the end of her mouth, getting a loud gagging noise out of her. The sound was probably not the most attractive. But each one made me harder than the last one. The few pauses she would take to breathe came with a messy strip of spit hanging from my penis. Her hand spread it every time she jerked me off. Getting impatient, I grabbed her hand and stood her up before I basically ripped her clothes off her body. Surprisingly, even in that rush, my brain forced me to take a moment to run my hands all over her body. Squeezing her tits, then slowly moving to her sides, down to her hip and eventually to her ass. The palm of my hands enjoying how soft and cool her skin felt. With a very cute smile on her face, she helped me take my shirt and the rest of my clothes off, and slowly directed me to lay down on the bed, facing up. my dick, hard as a goddamn diamond, twitched in anticipation of what was coming. Assertively she climbed on top of the bed, then myself and placed herself in position to sit on my face. Her asshole, tight and tiny as ever, looked at me for a moment before it descended into my mouth. Just before her pussy made contact with me, the tip of my nose could feel the heat and wetness coming off it. It was absolutely soaked. So much so, in fact oh, but I felt like I was drowning when it finally landed on me. I ate, and I ate, and I ate. Like my life depended on it. After all, I had been starving for it for the last 4 days. Her legs squeezed my head tightly every time my tongue pushed against her clit and held it for a moment. Her hand surprised me by gently cupping/caressing my balls, a second before she put my dick back into her mouth. Just like before, each gag came with an increase of arousal. But this time, I could feel it on her pussy. Every time I moved my dick higher into her mouth, I could feel a small twitch on her lips. Sadly, this wouldn’t last. Getting her pussy eaten was too much for her to continue sucking me off. She had to raise her body and grind against me. Her pussy and her asshole took turns at my mouth. Leaving my ABSOLUTELY covered in her juices. I’m sure that If I had seen myself I would look like Gianna Michaels after a bukake. I would’ve been glistening. In between gulps, I sucked on her clit before she grinded it off my face. A certain rhythm developed and it was apparent this was getting her somewhere. Little by little, her legs began to tighten up around my head. Her hips vibrated from deep within and soon, the rest of her body did as well. With my head being squeezed so hard that my eyes could pop out, and her incredibly wet pussy pushing against my nose and mouth and all the shaking, I felt like I was having a seizure. Or maybe I was actually having one. There is no way to know. What I do know is that, even under those conditions, I knew what the job was and how to finish it. This visceral grunt came out of my sister’s chest. Like a suuuper unsexy grunt. Liquid rushed out of her pussy onto my face. Not quite a squirt. But holy shit… very close. Her nails dug themselves deep into my skin as the rest of her body shivered. Finally, without any warning, she simply stopped and collapsed on top of me. As her soul fought its way back into her body, she had sudden shivers from time to time. I lifted her and laid her down with her head on the pillows. Once she was comfortable, I threw myself to lay next to her, trying to attach my jaw back onto my face. “What are you doing?” she asked. A little confused, I responded “Well… I don’t know… I’m resting?’ Assertively, she said, “Get up, we’re not done.” Then she threw the pillow her head rested on to the floor. I laughed and let her do whatever it is she was doing. She turned her body so she laid on her stomach and poked her ass up, propping it with another pillow. “I can’t use my legs at this point. But please baby, use my pussy. Make yourself cum with me.” She said in a begging tone with the little breath she could muster. Putting myself in the right position behind her, I stopped for a second to just admire her pussy and asshole. Both completely - but like, COMPLETELY - covered in her juices. My dick begged me to not wait a second longer and dove right in. She felt extremely tight. Maybe from how sensitive she still was. Although her lips tried gripping on to my dick as hard as they could, her wetness forced my dick inside with no resistance whatsoever. Little crying moans came out of her with every thrust. She reached out her right hand to hold mine. And as we held them together, she asked “can you finger my bum gently please?” The cute voice took a little break to say “very gently” in a serious-ish tone. The tip of my left index finger spread all the wetness around the rim of her asshole and slowly began making its way. My sister gasped for air like she was suffocating. It wasn't until my finger was all the way in that my sister finally took a breath. I kept it still, while I continued fucking her. I don’t know if I’ve come to this realization here before. But I’m definitely an ass guy. Like, I just want it all. I just want it in a sandwich. Her bum tightened around my finger every time my dick reached the end of her pussy. Not only that, but I could also feel my dick from inside her asshole. I came inside her within 20 seconds. And I cannot tell you how hard I tried to last longer. But alas, I could not resist. That was about the end of the night. Sincerely, I would love to tell you we got up and cleaned up then went to bed. But the journey our bodies had gone on was too much. I collapsed and fell asleep with an asshole-smelling finger immediately after. Sorry. If it makes it any better, I did wake up about an hour later and washed my hands. The next day came and we started it with another round of sex. We went down for breakfast and came back up to the room to go down on each other one last time before checking out. Ok. I’ll end this post here. I will continue writing until I’m done so I can do the thing I want to do and tell you about. That’ll make sense later, I promise. Thursday night was going to be my going-away party at my parents. My flight was scheduled for Friday.

I was a haram guy and lost my virginity to a milf from Craiglist [FM]

circa 2017 when craiglist was still around kicking, and we didn't know it would be going away. I had recently moved across country and was living on my own. Coming from a muslim religious family, I never had any dating or relationship experience, or any intimate experience of any kind. I was in my mid twenties and attending university for law school when everyone around me had already been in long relationships or would brag about the experiences they've had. I felt like I was missing out on something so one night, when I was feeling lonely and horny, I thought I'd post an ad on craiglist just to see what's out there. I made it very simply and straightforward. I said I was a virgin who wanted to meet someone to loose my virginity and hopefully learn some things. For the first 2 days, I only got dudes and scam emails to reply. However, I came back home from class on the third day and checked my messages and saw there was a message from an anonymous person with just a phone number to text. I was extremely scared because it could have been a random guy trying to rob me. Eventually I got enough courage to text the number and surprisingly they replied back. We got to know a little bit about each other and she asked me some basic details. I sent some sfw pictures but she only said she'll verify herself on the phone - not send any pictures. I figured that would be okay and after 3 or so months of constantly talking, being turned on and sexting, we set a date to finally meet. I finally arrive and I find out she has 4 dogs and 5 cats. More than that though, she was absolutely gorgeous and lovely. She was 6'0, blonde hair, blue eyes, athletic figure, and an amazing ass. Her dogs and cats were really friendly though and I remember she said that her dogs aren't normally this friendly with strangers so that kind of calmed me down a little. We just sat in her kitchen and had some tea and talked for a little bit about her work and life and then she invited me to show the house. I genuinely thought I was getting a tour of the house but it turned it she lead me to her bedroom and said okay, let's get naked. I was extremely nervous and I think she realized that as well. She asked me if I ever eat pussy before and I said I hadn't. She said, let's start with that so I called upon all of my memories of /r/sex and the stories I had read on here about going down on a women and give more effort than I had to anything else in my life. I think she really enjoyed it because she lifted her hips, grabbed my hair and moaned really loudly throughout. Afterwards, she asked if I was ready to have sex. I said it was the only thing on my mind. I lost my virginity in missionary and she was very supportive and encouraging the whole way. I will never forget it. After we had been in missionary for a while, we tried some other positions until finally I came inside her. We then spent 2 hours or so just cuddling in the bed and laughing and talking and sharing the experience. Overall, I'd say it was my most memorable night with her. I was really lucky to have found someone who was understanding, open minded, and extremely beautiful. We still keep in touch to this day even though I moved from that country 5 years ago. I definitely learned so much from her. So yeah, that's pretty much it. I'm more than happy to talk about some of our other times together but that was essentially my one and only craiglist experience and it was the best I could ever ask for.

A Series of Letters: Brynn 1 - [29F, 31M, 30F, 33M, 33M][Infidelity, Dom/Sub, Punishment, Chastity]

{This is the second chapter in a series of erotic shorts. For a full list of the chapters, and other original Reddit posts, check out the pinned post on my profile u/rvaanonguy1} Dear Andy, Andy, Andy, Andy, Andy. Wow. Writing your name instead of your nickname doesn't make you tougher or intimidating. Let me tell you: that letter is not what you want to write to keep a woman. Look, Manny is boring. But he holds doors open. He's sweet. He is a bit try-hard macho at times, but it's not toxic like you can be. He's respectful. If that's boring, then boring is fucking hot. Boring can fuck me any time he wants. That said, it isn't Manny you need to worry about. Worry about Scott. It's Scott's thick, dark cock you've been jacking off to all these years, jealous that it fucked your wife before you could, as you said, "lock that down." Oh... Wait... She's fucking Manny. I guess you never really "locked that down." I guess I should have mentioned two things: 1. This isn't Tamara. 2. That you left with your letter box isn't empty. Anyway, you shouldn't worry about Scott because he gave her the last thigh-thundering orgasms she had in the last few years. You should worry about him because he's a divorce lawyer. I mean, she has seen him recently, but he hasn't been bending her over his desk if you know what I mean. (Bet you'd like it if he was, huh? Bet your cock just got a little hard from that one sentence too. Don't get too hard though.) She's a big girl; I don't think she's worried about a messy divorce. However, I always liked you. That's why I showed you the videos in the first place. That's why I "accidentally" sent you nudes during your wedding reception. That's why we've been sporadically hooking up ever since. I don't just let anyone fuck my ass, coat me in cum, call me his "side-slut," and am still able to keep a straight face when his wife asks me to come by and feed her cat. But, you aren't perfect. You need discipline. You need to learn some fucking respect. And I'm going to teach you. Now, Andrew, put that cock cage on. Then come to the bedroom. It's time you stopped worrying about Tamara and started learning to respect your new girlfriend. Your New Love, Brynn

[S/S] The Sisters Grimm: Our Weird Post-Sex Conversations (Update 24)

As per usual, I'm announcing that the little Q+A side project's coming along nicely, I'll let you all know when that's up and running on the next available update. Like most updates I publish, this one will be abridged as well because I feel like most people probably wouldn't read just a giant-ass wall of text from a 15-minute conversation between two women talking about the most random shit. Could be wring, though. Disclaimer: Our names are Marina (31 - Author, narrator) and Alexa (30 - Farted once during a threesome when the guy was banging her doggy-style and I never let her live it down). Yes, we are actual sisters. No, we do **not** accept dick pics. **All complete non-sequitor conversations were engaged by fully-consenting adults age 18+. Remember, consent is sexy.** \--- For the same of condensing, we'll just skip right to the good stuff again, how's that? The Magic Wand between our pussies was starting to overheat, I think, but it'd certainly last long enough to get the job done for today. "Oh God yes, yes! I'm cumming!" my sister announced and I obliged her by feeding that gorgeous pussy of hers the whole head. She practically sucked it right out of my hand as her pussy contracted before spraying me like a goddamn fire hose. Normally we're not super loud when we cum. We don't really scream and we tend to moan pretty quietly. It's a bit of a pet peeve of ours when people are obnoxiously loud. But a Hitachi Magic Wand, yeah, that'll make us get *plenty* excited. I pulled it out of her pussy and scrunched up against her, and literally as soon as the Magic Wand made contact with my clit, my pussy trembled and violently exploded entirely on its own accord. Our legs were so close together that it looked like a little swimming pool between us by the time we finished cumming. After I regained enough motor functions to operate the controls, I shut off the Magic Wand and leaned back on the pillow, joined quickly by Alexa to my left. "Ohh... oh God..." Alexa sighed, "Oh Jesus Christ..." She was absolutely out of breath, as was I, admittedly. That said, I did manage to find enough energy to roll over and twirl my tongue around and inside her mouth -- still by far our favorite thing to do. We can skip many things in both foreplay and post-sex, but one thing we will almost never skip is tickling each other's fully-extended tongues. After a few minutes of making out and swallowing each other's juices, we each grabbed some of the towels we placed on the bed and tossed them in the hamper (towels are an absolute must if you're a squirter, let alone if both you and your sister/girlfriend are squirters). And, at last, we both collapsed back onto the bed, still reeking of sex, with a couple toys still littered around the place. "Ahh..." Alexa breathed out as she rested her head, "Actually that's kind of a good point..." "What is?" "Well you know how you always say like 'oh God' or 'oh Jesus' when you cum?" she continued. "Sure, why?" I feel like I know where this is going. "I kinda wonder what they said *before* Christianity, like what would a Hellenist say?" (author's note: Hellenism = Ancient Greek religion) "Uh," I considered, "I dunno, 'Oh yes, Zeus' or something?" "Yeah but like, Zeus isn't exactly well-known for being the nicest guy in bed, so..." Alexa kept pondering, "Hm... what if it's like, 'Oh, Aphrodite' because she's the goddess of love?" "Or, bear with me here," I grinned, "What if you were to call upon a god for a specific thing, like you shout, 'Ah, Poseidon!' and it makes you squirt harder?" "Oh, yeees!" Alexa giggled, "Or like 'Yes, Apollo, yes!' and it makes the guy fuck you really really fast." "Hah, that's Hermes, you moron," I laughed, "And besides, I don't think that'd be a good thing." "Oh whatever, you know what I mean," my sister shook her head, "No no, like you say 'Oh yes, Mercury' or Hermes or whatever just when the guy's about to cum and it gives him like a second wind." "Oooohh, so wait," I stopped her, "What if you, like, had different gods supervise different sex acts? You know, like you call upon, I dunno..." "Oh, so like Aphrodite to initiate..." "Yeah yeah! And then, uh," I pondered, "Oh, and then Poseidon to make her really wet... and-and then... I dunno, maybe what's her face... uh, who's the wisdom goddess..." "*Wooow*," Alexa teased me, "How much have we played God of War back in the day and you forgot Athena, jeez." "*Fuck!* God, that's right," I cursed in frustration. "But yeah, she'll help you find your partner's G-spot." "*Hah*, considering how many people missed mine, I think I'll be calling on her a lot." "Dude, true that," I chuckled and gave her a nice fistbump before we laughed a little more and got settled down again. At this point we were properly just chuckling and talking about random bullshit for like a solid 10 minutes. "Man, I'm hungry," Alexa pouted. "What? You literally *just* had food," I scorned her. We'd had a pie of Domino's like a half-hour before getting in bed. Although admittedly we did promptly burn off all those calories with the help of Mr. Hitachi and a lot of scissoring but that's beside the point. "Yeah but like, I want some chips or some ice cream or something." I just paused for about 5 or 6 seconds before finally answering her, "...Yeah, honestly that doesn't sound too bad." That served as our motivation to finally get our asses out of bed and put on at least a couple T-shirts and boyshorts. We already had fuzzy socks on because socks stay on during sex, we're not cavemen who like feet, I'm sorry. We headed out into the kitchen and started blaming one another for "not stocking up." "But we literally eat the same fucking things," I groaned, "Look, I told you to go grocery shopping and you get a box of fucking pasta and some bread, come on." "Hey, don't pin that on me," she retorted, "You *literally* said to me before we left, 'Oh, don't bother getting a ton of food, we're running out of room in the cabinet.'" "I was being sarcastic! It's like a fucking echo chamber in here," I shouted, opening the cabinet for effect, "*Look*, where is the food?" Meanwhile there's stacks of canned soup and pasta and spaghetti and sauces and condiments and other shit but *that doesn't count, okay*? Shut up. Stop laughing at me. Eventually we relented and just took the whole fucking pail of our pre-mixed ice cream (see another update, forget which, concerning how we mix our Magic Shell and ice cream to make our wondrous creation). At this point, we both sat on the couch, sharing our absolutely revolting meal between each other, the ice cream pail sat between our crossed legs as my sister and I hot-seated Fallout 4. No, we don't think it's a good RPG title but it's fun to mod so whatever. Currently we're doing our best to RP, however; we made a character as tall as a super mutant and are RPing as someone who was injected with a prototype modified FEV and turned into a giantess as a result. She only uses heavy guns and melee weapons, and is using the excuse of a "child" to avoid talking about her past, but still forward her agenda of getting revenge against the people who ruined her. Meanwhile she's huge so no one dares speak against her. I dunno, it's weird but it's really hard to RP in Fallout 4 so we have to make up these dumbass patchwork stories. What? I thought I told you to stop laughing at me, it's rude. About 15 minutes later, we each took our last spoonful of the pail and I get up and go to toss it in the garbage. Although I couldn't help but notice someone following me. As soon as I closed the lower cabinet door housing the garbage, a wild Alexa came up behind me and turned me around and tried to kiss me. Emphasis on *tried*. "Oh my God, kiss me," she begged. "Hey now," I stopped her, "What makes you think I'm horny again all of a sudden?" "Because it's a lovely night and you're literally always horny," she correctly deduced, "Now quit pretending." "Bitch what makes you think I am?" I retorted with a light slap to her shoulder. "Well for starters, I can see your nipples poking through your shirt." "...Okay, so first of all, it's really cold in here, and we just had ice cream so-" She interrupted by jumping forward and planting a kiss on me straight-away with no hesitation. "Yeah, yeah, shush, sissy," she whispered as our lips parted. Unfortunately, my sister again intercepted my mouth before more absolute bullshit could come out of it. Instead, my tongue went flying out and she eagerly sucked on it, slurping and tugging at it, using my piercing as leverage. I love it when she does that, and helped her a bit by leaning away from it just a little until she finally let go. As erotic moans escaped our mouths when they weren't busy getting tangled together, my sister grabbed my tits and squeezed firm and hard, immediately perking me back up. It's amazing, we literally just got done with sex like an hour or so ago. I guess that's what you get for being hypersexual. Just Mom's good genes, I suppose. We actually didn't fuck in the kitchen, this time electing to go for a shower since we were still a bit sticky from earlier. That didn't stop us from getting all messy again, mind you. Once we heated the water enough to broil a turkey (we like our showers to be Satan's piss-hot), we climbed in and just immediately started rubbing each other and kissing each other's tits and furiously making out and such. We sucked each other to orgasm, the water from the shower no match for our juices, before getting back to scissoring (again), this time placing the shower head between us. We orgasmed like 4 or 5 times in the span of about 2 hours, basically, which left us thoroughly spent and sore since we do cum really hard. And after all was said and done, we both sat down on the bathtub, laughing and out of breath, gently and sensually scratching each other's legs. Five minutes of pure, absolute Heaven as I stared at this beautiful woman who might as well been a Greek goddess, herself. ...Wait, that thought got me thinking. "Say Alexa," I asked, "Do you think Zeus's face was the same when he turned into like a swan or a snake or whatever?" "Oh God, what?!" she sat there, stunned, "What, like whats-his-face in Beetlejuice?" "Oh, uh, Michael Keaton?" I think back. "Yeah, probably, whatever," she shook her head, our pussies still touching each other as the shower head continued providing static noise in the background, "God, that'd be so gross, like 'oh yeah, I'd *totally* sleep with that." "Yeah, I guess that makes sense," I sighed, content with that answer, "God, you know, I'm surprised the Olympians aren't like the patron saints of incest or something." "Hah! You'd think," Alexa laughed, "Like I bet the Greeks are just like 'Yeah, well it was fine when *they* did it, I'm just following their example. They're gods, *surely* they know better than us mortals, right?'" "As if they don't still use that excuse, you *know* there's probably a whole bunch of them since it's like a population of 3 million or something and they're all on these little sequestered islands..." I droned on and on. This conversation went on literally until the water went cold. This is just the sort of shit that we do / say after sex. I tend to skip over these little conversations but they happen an awful lot and I felt like sharing one or two would be a funny little insight into our weird and wacky adventures. So yeah, hope you guys enjoyed, coming up next is Update 25 so I'm thinking of doing something special to commemorate, if you have any thoughts then do let us know, and thanks for reading this far!

[B/s] Sister modeling for me goes further

Me(23) and my sister,Kim(19), have been really flirty lately. It's been a couple weeks with increased flirting, and one morning we made out in my bed for like 30 seconds. I've had a crush on her for a while but I didn't know how she felt about me until she made it obvious. My sisters are all more sheltered than me, I think I was given more freedom growing up cause I'm a dude. Her birthday just happened and she showed me what she wanted me to get her on her ipad. She showed me a pic from my own likes on twitter of a petite asian chick in a bikini that looked just like her. She said she thought she would look really hot in that too. We couldn't find the exact one but something very similar and I ordered it. We're a pretty open family but I still thought it might be weird for my sister to open a skimpy bikini from me in front of our parents, so I held onto it and gave it to her before dinner after she'd opened her other gifts. She hugged me and thanked me. The next night she sent me a pic of the bikini on her bed and asked me to come to her room. I was down the hall in a few seconds and tapped on her door, she let me in and she had one of my old XL workout shirts on. Kim is my half sister and she looks just like a younger version of her mom. Petite asian girl with long black hair, dimple on her left cheek, small tits and a cute butt. She closed the door and told me to sit in the chair in the corner of her room. She let out a sigh and said she wanted my opinion on how she looked in her new bikini and peeled the shirt over her head. My dick was already mostly hard and seeing her in that bikini made me need to adjust. I'd been imagining what my sister would look like in that bikini all week and what I saw exceeded all expectations. I guess I was gawking cause she looked embarrassed. I calmed down a little and told her she looked amazing. She thanked me and twirled. She modeled it for me and got more comfortable with me watching her, until she saw my dick. I only had sweats on so she could see how much I liked what I was seeing and she stopped modeling. She sat on the edge of her bed and her flat tummy looked so sexy up close. She sounded nervous while we chatted, she was talking really fast and all over the place and kept looking at the bulge in my pants. We were close enough I could see the goosebumps on her skin. There was an awkward pause and she got up without a word and turned the lights off. I took that as to mean I should make a move so I stood. She heard the chair creak and she told me no, I asked if I should go, hoping she would ask me to stay. She told me I could take care of myself as long as I stayed in the chair and she crawled onto the bed. I dropped my pants and sat back down. My eyes weren't adjusted to the dark yet so I couldn't see her but I could hear Kim squirming around on the bed. I started jacking off slow and felt I already had precum leaking out. I could hear my sister starting to breathe hard and my eyes adjusted to the dark. I think her eyes adjusted enough to and she realized she could see me. She moved under her blanket and I saw her tight ass disappear under there. I was focused trying not to cum too fast, the situation all night had me really worked up. Hearing my sister moan was too much and I shot on my chest, I grunted quietly and jerked until I was drained. Kim had paused to listen to me then started again. She only went a few more minutes, I couldn't tell when she came but she told me she did. Neither of us said anything for a while. I made a joke about thanking her for giving me such a great present for her birthday. She giggled but didn't say anything else, so I said goodnight and went to the bathroom to clean up the mess I'd made. The next morning she apologized for being so awkward and that she really enjoyed hearing me "do all that." It feels normal between us, maybe she is a little more smiley and warm towards me. Or maybe that's just in my head. If anything more happens I'll let you all know.