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Emily at home Pt.1

miked42393 5602 days ago on Incest Stories

Emily had just moved to a new town after her father had passed away from cancer.Ã‚Â Emily was 13 years old about 5Ã¢â‚¬â„¢2Ã¢â‚¬Â and just budding breasts. Ã‚Â She lived with her older sister Julie who was 17 about 5Ã¢â‚¬â„¢8Ã¢â‚¬Â and had good C sized breasts.Ã‚Â They also lived with their mom she was 40 and was still pretty good looking with large D sized breasts.Ã‚Â

Emily noticed weird noises coming from her momÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s room one night after the

y were fully moved in.Ã‚Â Her room had a door that led out side so she snuck out side to look in her momÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s window.Ã‚Â When she got to the window she saw her mom completely naked rubbing and sticking her fingers in her vagina.Ã‚Â She had taken a sex ed class but it had only talked about the changes that happen during puberty and the reproductive organs.Ã‚Â Seeing her mom naked doing this made Emily feel weird and then she noticed he panties and pajama bottoms were wet.Ã‚Â

The next morning her mom left for work Emily and Julie were off from school so they were home alone.Ã‚Â When Julie woke up Emily was waiting in the kitchen for her.

Ã¢â‚¬Å“I wanted to aske you some thingÃ¢â‚¬Â Emily said as Julie walked in.

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Ã¢â‚¬Å“What is it EmilyÃ¢â‚¬Â answered Julie.

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Ã¢â‚¬Å“Well last night I herd strange noises coming from moms room so I snuck out side and looked in her windowÃ¢â‚¬Â Emily stops for a second Ã¢â‚¬Å“and I saw mom naked rubbing her breasts and vagina and sticking her finger inside herself and after I saw this I started to get a wet spot on my pajamas and I felt really weird I just want to know what was going onÃ¢â‚¬Â

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Ã¢â‚¬Å“Mom was masturbating she did this because she really misses dad because know he canÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t give her sex so she has to pleasure herself and you got et because you were hornyÃ¢â‚¬Â answered Julie Ã¢â‚¬Å“do you have any more questions.Ã¢â‚¬Â

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Ã¢â‚¬Å“NoÃ¢â‚¬Â answered Emily confusingly.

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Ã¢â‚¬Å“Do you want feel really goodÃ¢â‚¬Â asked Julie.

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Ã¢â‚¬Å“UmmÃ¢â‚¬Â¦.sure I guessÃ¢â‚¬Â answered Emily

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Ã¢â‚¬Å“Then take you cloths off and sit on the table with you legs spreadÃ¢â‚¬Â demanded Julie.

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Emily strips down and sits on the table and watches her sister undress this makes her feel weird again and she notices the table is wet below her.Ã‚Â Julie walks over and starts to touch her still developing breast Emily moans quietly in pleasure as Julie start to suck on her nipple and work her way down to her vagina. When she get to her vagina she stops and tell her sister to call it her pussy instead.Ã‚Â Then she starts to suck on her pussy moving her toung up and down over the slit then she pulled her pussy lips apart and licked clit this made Emily almost jump with pleasure.Ã‚Â Julie kept licking until Emily felt really weird and shot a stream of white liquid in JulieÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s mouth Julie swallowed it and explained to her what an orgasm is.

Then she told Emily to stand up then she sat down and told Emily to lick her pussy Emily did until Julie came and shot cum all over EmilyÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s face then she kissed Emily and licked it all off as she finished licking it off they heard the front door open and noticed it was the time their mom usually got home.

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Photo Shoot Pt2

Ardunt1 5602 days ago on Incest Stories

Chapter 2 (The Results)

I went through the photos looking them over in great detail using my software discarding half of them due to shadows and other things I did not feel like messing with then I took the one of her in her gown and fixed her highlights in her hair, removed her stretch marks on her thighs and breasts and darkened her nipple a little bit.

Of course as I rubbed the mouse pointer over the nipple I wondered just how those nipples would feel under my thumb getting hard again! Once I was done, I downloaded them to my thumbdrive and called her telling her I had her prints ready to review.

Can, I come over there she asked sounding a little apprehensive. Yes, you know you can. I told her and she responded without mom being there. Of course, tell her you need her to watch the kids tonight while you run an errand. I said so smoothly I worried that maybe I was thinking something else and felt a flush of guilt! I kissed my wife goodbye as she left and half an hour later my daughter arrived.

We went up to my studio and I put the thumbdrive in watching her as they opened one by one. She just watched the show turning to me red-faced saying, I bet you think I am terrible. No, not at all I said, you want to please your husband. Are you afraid he will not approve? We can take some tamer ones if you would feel better about that. Oh no, he will like them, I am sure. We know we can trust each other so that is why I chose to take them for you I reminded her.

So, she said looking up at me with a flushed face, you would take more if I asked you too?

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Of course if that is what you want I said.

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I want she said.

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Did you want some tonight? I asked wondering how we could do that.

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You did not let me finish she put in real quickly, I want to feel your hardness again. I cannot believe how hard you are! My husband is not that hard it was really a big turn on! Oh was all I could say as I felt certain this would ruin things for sure. I mean her and me; there was so much at stake. My wife, grandkids, her husband so much to think about!

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Maybe, what you need I said finally as I looked back down at her sitting there. Maybe, you need to get a full release. I know how to massage things just the right way which may help you with that.

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Okay she said perking up now.

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Go and get naked, lay down on the sofa and cover yourself with the blanket there. I told her.

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She got up and went down the hall to the bathroom, then I heard the door open and she called me from the spare room. I went in and there she was, covered with the blanket.

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I told her to spread her legs which she did and the blanket slid down to her waist leaving her top half covered but not her bottom which was now exposed as well as her thick lipped slit.

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I knelt down between her legs and said, I am going to touch you now.

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She just kind of shook there watching like a schoolgirl on her first date. I slid my thumb up and down her pussy slit several times enjoying the feel of her until I pushed my thumb up inside her in one quick thrust.

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She moaned and her eyes closed her lips parted and she sighed. Then I started moving my thumb back and forth pressing down, and then moving in a slow circular motion massaged her vagina with my thumb. I watched as her butt cheeks clenched then her thighs started to shake, then her stomach started to ripple. Soon she was moaning low then she was gripping her legs as her body came hard shaking as each ripple of sensation spread through her body.

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I pulled my wet thumb from her and watched her continue to shake and moan and groan as the pulses slowed down. I sat down and patted her thigh until she finally looked at me and she said, you never touched my clit did you?

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No, I said. It was not necessary.

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She tried to sit up but she was rocked again once her legs clamped together. How long is this gonna last she cried out as she fell back.

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Long enough, you will sleep very well tonight I am sure, I told her patting her quivering thigh again and watching her moan as pleasures rocked up through her body once more.

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After several more minutes she finally got composure. She looked at me and asked can I feel your hardness?

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I guess so, you can feel it, I replied to her request.

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I leaned back and she undid my zipper and then my belt and top button on my pants tugging them open and down then my underwear and stared at my cock.

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It is so hard! It points up! She exclaimed.

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Of course it does, I said.

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But my husbands points straight out not up, she said looking at it in awe.

Then I watched her hand reach out and touch me with just her fingertips. Gliding up and down the shaft before she took it in her hand and squeezed it making the head swell and go purple.

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I could feel my cock twitch and I worried that maybe we could not stop as she milked her hand in the most gentle of motions up and down my shaft a soft hum coming from her as she did this, just like her mother!

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Here, I said taking her free hand and moved it to just below the crown of my cock. Squeeze me there tightly so that you close me off from front to back. She did and the head grew even darker in color. Now stroke me as you keep me squeezed I informed her.

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She started moving her hand up and down the head grew and she squeezed harder then I was moaning as she continued, now! Let it go I ordered her as I felt my cocks flow being held back as it raced to shoot forward but barely oozed out so white against the dark purple head of my cock.

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She let it go and it flew out of me hard and steady! I was like a fountain as I shot again and again into the air, the cum hitting her neck so hard you could hear it slap her skin when it landed.

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Once I got my breath I just said WOW!

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Yeah, she said, that was incredible to watch and feel.

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We sat there together, her half covered with the blanket, me with my cock out holding hands for some time before she finally said, I best get back. I will call you when I am ready for another shoot and the touched up one is perfect if you want to get that printed for me.

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I smiled standing and kissed her on the cheek as she passed me.

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Then I cleaned up before my wife got home to include washing myself.

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Moms new little girl

b_ray1964 5602 days ago on Incest Stories

Ok I donÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t really know how to start this, but I guess the only way is to jump right in.

When I was 13 my mom and dad got a divorce and it was not a smooth one, if there is such a thing. My father took of and basically left my mom and me with nothing. I never saw him again and I never wanted to. The problem was that it made my mom in to a man hater. I think that if at that time she could, she would have wiped the planet cl

ean of all men.

Ã‚ Being a young male it did not go well for me. Shortly after my dad left I was told we where moving back to my mothers home town. It was a little out of the way town in North Carolina. That was not to bad but then she told me that she no longer wanted a son because I would just grow up to be a man. I was a little confused. Then she said she was throwing away every thing of mine and I would only dress as a girl and she would teach me to act like a girl. Now at 13 I was not the manliest of guys to start with. I am 5Ã¢â‚¬â„¢ tall, weigh in at 95 pounds, green eyes and shoulder length red hair. I look nothing like my mother she is 5Ã¢â‚¬â„¢ 9Ã¢â‚¬Â about 135 pounds with long black hair down to here waist. She is 38C-28-36 and flat out beautiful. I know it is wrong but I have had many fantasies about things I would love to do to her.

Ã‚ I really did not know what to say, I must admit that dressing like a girl did excite me a little but at the same time I did not think I was gay. My mom let me know that I had no choice in this. The next day we went shopping. We got an entire new wardrobe for me. Including panties training braw makeup you name it we got it. When we got home my mom took me to the bath room and told me to take off my pants and shirt. I was a little nerves but I did what she said. She started a bath then turned back to see me standing there in just my underwear. I could not help it but my dick was getting hard thinking about being naked in front of my mom.Ã‚ Off with the underwear she said. It is ok I have seen you naked many times. Yes I said but it has been a long time ago and things have changed. It is ok baby you are my little girl now and it is ok for girls to se each other naked.Ã‚ With that I slipped off my underwear and stood there with my dick hard a rock. I saw my mom looking at my now fully erect cock pointing straight up 5Ã¢â‚¬Â long. Get in the tub baby she said never taking here eyes off my cock.Ã‚ Mom started washing me with some really nice smelling bath gel; it felt so good having her hands on me. As she was washing me she told me that from now on I would be her little girl, when I wrote my name it would be Bobbie not Bobby. She said that when we moved to North Carolina she would introduce me to every one as her daughter Bobbie. As she washed between my legs she sent shocks all over my body. Her hand on my dick was out of this world. As she washed my dick she said that this was my clit that I no longer had a dick. All of this was spinning around in my head and all I could do was say yes mother.Ã‚ Mom finished up washing me and had me lean back and she washed my hair this also felt so nice. She just kept talking about how happy she was to have a little girl and all of the things we could do together. Ã‚ After my bath she showed me how to shave my entire body she said that a little girl should be nice and smooth. I did not have many pubes to start with but she shaved me clean. The whole time my dick was hard, drops of precum dripping all over. Mom just kept looking at my cock and from time to time I caught her licking her lips. Bobbie you big clit is leaking all over mommyÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s hand she said and she leaned over and licked the precum from the hand holding my cock. Her tongue just slid over the head of my swollen dick and I about shot a load right then and there.

Ã‚ When I was done with the bathe she showed me how to wrap my hair up and put my towel around me. We went in to her room because my room was no place for a little girl. She said that when the movers came tomorrow she would have them just throw out all that nasty old boy stuff. I really did not care at this point. My mom had never showed me this much attention in my life, and I was loving every minuet of it. She sat me down at her vanity and dried and brushed my hair than pulled it back in to a short pony tail. I think you should let you hair grow out Bobbie, you have such pretty hair. I agreed and said that I would like that. When she was done with my hair she got out a pair of new pink panties and a night gown for me. When she was done dressing me she told me to sit on the bed while she got ready for bed. As she undressed my dick started getting hard again it never really did get soft in the first place. It seemed like it had been hard for hours. When she took her top off my mouth just dropped open. He big tanned boobs had long hard brown nipples.Ã‚ All I could think of was how much I would love to suck on them. She did not try to hide them at all. I guess as she said it is ok for girls to see each other naked. When she pulled off her panties I was shocked to see that her pussy was shaven clean just like mine.

Ã‚ When she turned and looked at me I know she could see that my dick was hard as a rock, I mean shit it was sticking out the top of my panties. She walked over to me naked and kneeled in front of me. Baby I can see that you get exited by looking at mommyÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s body. That is ok. Some times girls like to look at other girls. There have been times in the past when mommy has been with other girls. Would you like to touch my breasts? I should not believe this. It was like a dream come true. I reached over and started rubbing her tits and playing with her nipples when she pulled my head over and said for me to suck on them. Oh this was just too good. Her tits where so firm, I just kissed and licked all over them. She pusher me back up on the bed, pushed up my gown and pulled my hard cock out of my panties. She took my dick in her hand and let her tongue run around the head before putting it in to her hot wet mouth. Slowly she took all of my 5 inch rock hard cock in to her mouth then she licks her tongue across my balls. I almost could not breathe. She moved her head faster and faster and my hips started bucking I know I was going to com and shouted Ã¢â‚¬Å“mommy I am cummingÃ¢â‚¬Â just as I let lose a huge load of hot cum down her throat. I shot load after load in to her and she took every drop. She sucked me until I started to get soft then she pulled up my panties and pulled down my gown. She slid up to me and kissed me deep on the mouth, I opened my mouth and I felt her tongue and tasted my cum.Ã‚ She told me to clime under the covers while she put on her night gown. Then she slid in next to me gave me a good night kiss. She told me that it was ok for girls to make other girls feel good and that she would teach me every thing about it. Then she told me again how much she loved having a little girl and turned out the lights.

Ã‚ I just lay there thinking about the days events and I decided that I really did like being mommies little girl. I canÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t wait to see what tomorrow brings.

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Ok this it my first try. I am no weightier and I know it but is the story good enough to keep weighting?

B_ray1964@yahoo.com

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My cousin

dusty1318 5602 days ago on Incest Stories

The first day off from school was exciting. My parents told me that my cousin would be staying with us for about 6 week while my aunt and uncle went to a cruse. I had a crush on her and when I heard the news i was planning on what we could do together. She was 14 and i was `15.

she walked in the door the next day and she stayed looking at me for a while after her parents left. i asked her whats wrong . she said " noithing just thinking". a couple of days later my parents said they will be going out of town for the week end and I was in charge. I immedaitly look at my cousin and she had a smile and a sparkle in her eye.

she was about 5\\\\\\\'6. Light brown hair, Smooth legs, and B size petite tits.

when my paretens left at around 6 am. We staye

d in the house alone and I Told her " I\\\\\\\'m going to bed for while If u need anything wake me up" she said ok. Avout an hour passed and I woke up. I think she was taking a shower and had fisnish because I Didnt hear the water. I guess she forgot to lock the door and I walked in. She was completely naked I imedialtly said I\\\\\\\'m sorry and closed the door. A short while later she walkes down stairs. And i say that I\\\\\\\'m sorry again and she sayd dont worry I didnt mind. Shw was wrapped in a towel. I Said I thought you were going to be mad or something. She said no. To tell u the truth I wanted u to see me like that . I asked her why? Because I have a crush on u.

She said. I think we should get to know each other a little more and thats when she dropped her towel. There were beads of water shinning off of her. She had not a single hair on or near her vagina. I told her but its wrong to do this. She said So and she got close to me and started kissing. We kissed for about 30 min when she started to take my clothes off. When we got naked I carried her up to my room and placed her on the bed. I started to finger and kiss her at the same time.

after a while I said " Can I take your virginity" She said " yes and I\\\\\\\'ll take yours". I slid my penis inside of her and she lead out a long mone of satisfaction. I started to hump her and feeling her haymen. I said " its going to hurt abit" I pushed as Hard as I could and broke though it . She started screaming and monaing in pain and in plessure. I started to hump her again wihe her starting to reach her climax. We had an orgasam at the same time. She was takiing BC so I couldnt get her pregrant.

A while passed and we got dressed and went downstairs. After aboiut an hour we started to fuck again. After we were done a second time she said lets have sex until we both cant move and until ur parents comeback. We had a sex about 25 time those two days,

After my parents came home she told me in my ear that we would be secret lovers. WE had sex all summer long and my parents never knew what was going on

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Maeghan Wrist: C05

enchrine 5622 days ago on Incest Stories

Maeghan Wrist

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My subconscious had never engineered a wiser decision in my life than to set it up so I would cry myself into nothingness. I slept for twelve hours and never wanted to wake up again.

I woke at dinner time. Mom though hadn’t started it yet as she wanted to at least wait until I was awake first.
What I’m sure would have been a great reunion feast at some delicious buffet restaurant was now a private night in with a modest home cooked dinner.

Walking in the kitchen to see what was going on in the rest of the house, I just retreated back to my room and laid lifelessly on my bed as the smell of food starting to cook began filling the atmosphere. W

hat wasn’t long enough later, mom came through my door to tell me dinner was ready.

Everything was dull to me. It barely felt as if I was in my own body. Still in my nightgown, I moped into the dining area and sat down at the table. The food was bland, the air was stiff. My whole body felt greasy with my hair strewn about and silence was all around me. Nobody spoke.

I finished my plate and wasn’t hungry anymore. I set the fork down and just waited for something.

“Well mom, can I talk about the topic at hand now,” Ean said fiercely.

“Ean,” mom snarled at him.

“I’m taking the rest of the year off and next year I’m transferring to the community college here. I’m going to take care of Maeghan and be here to raise my own child. I’ll never leave her.”

Though his words were so incredibly fantastic to my ears, they were still filtered through the impossibly thick screen that was me being pregnant. All I could do was smile slightly and push out my chair to bring my dishes to the sink. Walking back from the sink toward my room, mom spoke.

“Maeghan, I think it’s only appropriate that a girl should be able to sleep with the father of her child any night she wishes, no matter what her mother thinks about it.”

I turned around with a faint yet slightly bigger smile on my face.

“But under her mother’s roof, it’s only appropriate that she wear some clothing to bed.”

I retreated my slightly grinning face back away from her and headed to my room. I laid back down on my bed and just thought. That was what I did best. I hated being depressed because that meant I was only making my family depressed. I tried everything to make myself happier but it barely worked. The only thing I had going for me was when somehow, my mind became derailed and I grew lost in random thoughts before Ean wondered into my room and I realized it was bedtime.

He walked to the side of my bed and leaned over. Scooting his arms under me, he rolled me toward him and lifted my body up.

“You’re sleeping with me tonight,” he said in a straining voice under my weight. Walking past mom as she headed up back to her room, we curved into his doorway where he carried and set me onto his bed. Pulling the covers over my body, he went to turn out the light and close the door.

Just before the door shut, mom pushed it back ajar and let out a single laugh in Ean’s face.

“I’m not that nice,” she scoffed.

“It’s not like she can get pregnant again.”

“Ean!” her voice sparked.

“Not tonight of course, but still, I like my privacy.”

“If you can’t do it while I’m watching, then you probably shouldn’t be doing it in the first place.”

“Fine then, be a voyeur,” he finish turning away and walking to the bed.

“Don’t forget you have two other beds to sleep in at any time honey,” mom said to me through the doorway.

“I know,” I said uncomfortably.

Living a life in the shadows made it so much worse when I became the center of attention. I didn’t even want to think about school.

Ean climbed in next to me and quickly embraced me into his arms.

“I would have never imagined in all my life that my little sister would be the girl to fulfill every last one of my sexual desires.”

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“Having sex with a pregnant girl was about the only thing I hadn’t checked off my list so far.”

“Let me guess,” I surprisingly joked, “rape and being caught by the girl’s mom was fulfilled yesterday morning.”

“Well, they’re certainly on my list now and have been already checked.” He rubbed his hand over my belly.

“Don’t think that I’ll be turned off by a bulging tummy either. That’s only more of you that I’m going to take pleasure in satisfying. I can’t wait to molest your body so much when you seven, eight months pregnant. I could start test driving your breasts for milk.”

In all his words, I could very well gather that pretty much no matter what happened to my body, my big brother would always be there to stick his penis in me. And for some strange reason, I liked that idea very much.

As Ean became sleepier and sleepier, he tried kissing me more and more. Eventually though, he fell asleep as my tongue played with his. I wasn’t as tired so I kept on playing with it. Slowly, I moved to his lips and then outside of those.

I pushed him over and climbed on top of him. I started kissing and licking his entire face. I wanted to take him all in; I loved him so much. The more I did it, the more I wanted to go on. It was incredibly funny and amazingly pleasurable to feel his unconscious face being coated in my saliva. Kisses and licks.

I pressed my lips around pieces of his skin and pulled back until I lost grip. Then I licked his mouth, below his eye. I kissed his cheek, then his chin, and his forehead. Over and over I continued as I grew more and more tired. I loved him so much.

My kisses began dying down as my muscles started relaxing. I was making out with his cheek. My make out session became small soft licks which eventually grew into me just drooling onto him. Soon enough, I was fast asleep straddling him and coating half his face with my spit.

I woke up on my own in the morning. Ean was out cold. Both out faces were looking in the same direction, both our jaws were open and drooling. Unlucky for Ean though, I was on top so my slobber was dripping into his mouth.

Wiping my lips up his dry cheek, I pushed my body off of him. Crawling from the bed, I headed to my room to gather my clothes and take a shower. I took a long, hot, and very relaxing shower, washing away all that nasty grease my body had built up over two days. Coming from the bathroom I met Ean’s miserable looking expression.

“What did you do to my face while I was asleep,” he moaned as if in agony.

“I licked it,” I smiled, walking past him into my room.

“What?” he responded in confused disbelief. At that, I shut my bedroom door.

It turned out that they weren’t really expecting me to go to school that day but I decided to anyways as I figured sitting around the house all day would be boring. I also figured Ean could use a little more time alone with the mother of the fourteen year old girl he impregnated.

I was silent in thought through most of school, just observing everyone around me. Taking in as much details as I could on how all the students treated each other based on physical appearance or their group status. I didn’t think Montana and I had a very high status as a group. We both may have looked good, but kids weren’t necessarily that shallow. We were only outcasts based on our outstanding introverted weirdness.

Montana peered at me strangely as I sat down to the lunch table.

“What’s wrong?” she asked. Hearing that so familiar voice with what wouldn’t leave my mind drove to the surface what she said to me not a month prior. To my own surprise, I accidently repeated it.

“Lots of girls have sex. But how many do you see that are pregnant?”

That one line that she just had to have said to me in order to persuade me to have unsafe sex with Ean. I didn’t really understand myself why I was doing what I was getting ready to do. I wanted it but I knew I’d end up regretting it.

“What?” she asked.

“How many girls here are pregnant?” I asked her. She looked around.

“None,” she responded a bit hesitantly.

“You said lots of girls have sex,” I couldn’t keep the tear from dripping out of my eye.

“Umm…” Montana’s face was becoming increasingly uneasy.

“One girl, out of the loads of these, and it’s me.”

Montana was speechless.

As so incredibly selfish as it was, that’s all I wanted from her. I left it at that and ate silently with her. She didn’t say anything back. She wouldn’t dare. That was what she told me in order for me to have sex with my brother in the first place. She was the one that pressured me so much into having sex with him that one final night with her in the bed. That one night where I was beyond certain was the night I conceived. I was so selfish right then and I thought I deserved every right to be. I finished my lunch and left the table.

I would apologize the next day. I just wanted her to feel one day though of what she caused. She was my best friend in the whole world and I loved her beyond any other living human besides my mom and Ean, but deep down at the root, she was why I was pregnant right then.

e.l. hanes

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ClintonB 5602 days ago on Incest Stories

I woke up having sensed someone had entered my bedroom. I lifted my head, opened one eye and saw that the alarm clock only showed 5.30am. I put my head back on the pillow, face down and groaned softly.

“Hey Nikki, you asleep?” I heard my 16-year-old brother whisper.

“Yes.” I muttered into the pillow.

I felt the sheets lift up and his naked body slide into my bed. He snuggled up to me, his hard-on pressed up against my back. He must have just had a shower, as I could smell the shampoo in his hair.

“I’m 14, I need my sleep Jess. Later.”

“I’ve got that party today Nikki; remember? Mom, Dad and I will be leaving for the day. We won&r

squo;t be home until six.”

His hand slid up from my hip to my right breast and started to massage it, rubbing my nipple.

“Just a quickie, please I’m really horny. I’ll do all the work.”

He didn’t wait for my response and the weight of his body settled on my back. His knee pushed apart my thighs and his cock rubbed up against the opening of my pussy. He knew not to try to enter me then, but started to dry hump me to get me wet, his cock slipping between my pussy lips.

I could his hard abdomen pressing down on me, and then his hands gripping my butt cheeks. He shifted position and the tip of his manhood searched out my secret entrance. His precum must have been oozing out like crazy because he easily slipped the first inch inside of me. Not trying to penetrate me fully, he started with very short strokes until like a cork coming out of a bottle he pushed into my vagina.

“Ohh.” I gasped.

“You okay?”

“Yeah, go easy.”

The dryness and tightness of my pussy must be making his cock feel huge I thought, it will be a quickie. From his breathing, I could tell he was very close to a climax.

“Jess are you getting ready?” I heard our Mom call.

“Coming Mom.” He yelled back.

I couldn’t help chuckling at the dual meaning of his response and at that moment he did cum, hot spurts of his seed shooting inside of me. Although I didn’t orgasm, the feeling of satisfying my lover gave me a warm glow inside.

“Gotta go sis, thanks. I’ll make it up to you later.”

He withdrew his softening cock, kissed me on the cheek and left my bedroom. I dozed off, lying there as his cum seeped out of me. I vaguely heard them leave and slept through to around 10am before getting up and having a shower. That brief encounter had left me a little horny, but I resisted the temptation to pleasure myself, pulled on a pair of panties and an old cotton dress and went downstairs.

Although the sun was shining outside, I was as 14-year-olds often are, loathed to leave the house. I supposed I could have got into some decent clothes and gone to the mall, but I didn’t have any money.

I was just about to go up to Jess’s room and play some of his games when the doorbell rang. I sauntered over expecting some sales person, but it was Steve and Jon, twin brothers who lived down the street. I opened the door and they came in and stood in the hall.

“Hi Nikki.”

“Hi guys, Jess is away until around six with Mom and Dad.”

“Oh. What are you doing this morning then?” Jon asked as he moved forward and put his hands on my hips.

I knew where this was heading; I had sex with Jon and Steve before, but both times when my brother was present. I have to admit that I found it very exciting being serviced by two identical boys.

Steve moved up behind me, slid his hands around my front and squeezed my B cup breasts. I wasn’t wearing a bra and he savored my unrestricted firm young flesh.

I didn’t say a word, but pushed past them, walked into the downstairs guest bedroom and lay on the bed, my arms above my head. The twins followed me eagerly and standing either side of me starting pulling off their clothes.

“No double penetration this time guys, it was good, but I felt so stretched for a week.” I warned.

“Sure.” They chimed together as they pulled off the last of their clothes, cocks springing up like flagpoles.

They lay on the bed either side of me and I closed my eyes, letting them do all the work. Jon started softly kissing me, running his tongue over my lips while Steve nibbled at my earlobe. His fingers moved in circles over the top of my dress, but never touched my breasts.

Jon’s hand moved down to my leg and did the same, a teasing tickle up one thigh and down the other. This continued for what seemed an eternity, making me quiver and moan at every accidental touch of a cotton-covered nipple or my now moist panties.

“Will one of you just fuck me pleeezzzee?” I begged.

Jon’s fingers rubbed hard against the front of my panties and I lifted my hips up to grind myself against him. Steve’s hand cupped my left tit and squeezed it sending an electric jolt across to my right as Jon’s mouth circled the erect nipple through my cotton dress.

I began to ache with desire, squirming as I tensed the muscles in my bottom in anticipation.

The brothers started to pull off my dress, but they were having trouble with the fasteners.

“Just rip it off.”

They grabbed at the hem and my dress tore off my body. The sound of the cotton tearing excited them and I felt fingers grasp the front of my light green string bikini panties. Before I could say no, there was a couple of tugs and the waistband gave way.

Jon and Steve were getting into rape role-playing so I played along pretending to resist and wriggle.

“Get off me you thugs.” I cried.

“Shut up you tease, you’re going to get it this time.” Jon growled.

They dragged me width ways across the bed. Jon pinned my wrists to the bed as Steve pulled my hips towards him. He forcefully pushed my thighs up and apart, exposing my fleshy pink folds below my thin strip of black pubic hair.

“No please, no, I’m a virgin.” I pretended.

“Not for much longer.” Steve hissed and positioned the purple tip of his cock at the entrance of my vagina.

“Please stop.” I pretended to beg.

“You’re gonna get well fucked, you little tease.”

“No I didn’t mean to tease, I’ll do anything.”

“I hope you’re wet, ‘cause I can’t wait.”

With that, he pushed hard into me. This game had certainly got them worked up, even in spite of me being wet with excitement, he felt bigger and more erect.

The rhythmic pounding of my pussy stirred familiar feelings deep inside of me, releasing my pent up ache of frustration. My orgasm got stronger as I tried to move my arms but Jon still had me pinned down.

“Squeeze my tits.” I knew that would set me over the edge. Jon released my arms and pulled hard on my nipples stretching my pert mounds of flesh upwards. I gasped at the delectable feeling and my breathing came in ragged bursts.

“Oh yes, oh yes, fuck me harder Stevie, harder, I’m so close to cumming.”

The tip of Jon’s cock brushed my cheek and I felt the wet of his precum smear on my face. I grabbed it by the shaft and pumped him hard, swirling my tongue around the tip. Jon groaned and shifted position so he could get deeper in my mouth. I sucked like crazy, my intensity driven by Steve’s merciless thrusting.

I reached out to cup Jon’s balls, and I noticed they were retracting signaling he was going to cum very shortly.

My muffled yelling and bucking pushed Steve over the edge and he thrust slower but stronger, savoring each spurt of his cum as he emptied himself inside me. Steve’s cries of pleasure drove Jon to his peak and I greedily swallowed his hot jiz as he ejaculated into my mouth. I continued to suck him, milking every last drop from his beautiful cock before letting go and slumping onto the bed.

“Oh shit that was intense guys, I so needed that.” I murmured.

They lay down on either on the bed beside me, both of them continuing to eye my spent body. I rolled over onto my tummy.

“How long can you stay for?” I asked. “I want to do that again later.”

To my great disappointment, they started getting dressed.

“Mom’s taking us shopping to get our school stuff soon; we only really came round to see if Jess had got anything cool.”

“Love me and leave me?”

“Sorry Nikki, hate to do this. Thanks!”

With that parting gift, they got up and left the house. I lay on the bed and I guessed I must have dozed off until the doorbell rang again. I got off the bed and wrapped a silk dressing gown we kept in the wardrobe for guests around me. I hoped the twins had returned and my pussy tingled in anticipation as I approached the door.

I glanced through the peephole and saw their father standing there. As soon as I opened the door to him, he pushed past me.

“I want to speak to both your parents young lady.” He demanded.

“Mr. Peters, they are out for the rest of the day. What’s wrong?”

“You know exactly what it is about Nikki. I heard my boys talking and I have the whole story.”

“The whole story?” I asked worriedly.

“You having sex with my sons.”

“So what if I’m having sex with them?”

“I don’t want you perverting them, you little slut.”

“You’re just jealous that they’re getting laid and you’re not.” I spat back.

“I am not.” He shouted.

“Yes you are, that tired old wife of yours isn’t giving you any is she? How often does she let you? Once a month?”

“It’s none of your business.”

“Yeah and me screwing your sons is none of yours.” I started to walk away, but he grabbed my shoulder and pulled me round to face him. I felt the dressing gown loosen.

“You won’t be so smug when I tell your parents about your brother Jess.”

My tummy flipped and my mind raced. I turned away again trying to buy some time, but he spun me round again. This time the dressing gown slipped off my right shoulder and exposed my breast. His eyes stared at my perky mound of flesh. It gave me an idea, if I could get something to blackmail him, he would have to keep quiet.

“See, this is what your sons get to play with, not like your wife’s saggy breasts. Yes, you like the look of my firm perky tits don’t you. I’ve seen you staring at me in my bikini.”

I opened up my dressing gown so he got an eyeful of both of them. He reached forward to cover me up, but accidently grabbed my left breast.

I pushed forward against him and held his hand in place against me.

“Ummmm it’s nice, firm but supple flesh. Go on fondle me, I won’t tell.”

He pushed me back against the wall and my gown opened fully. His eyes immediately fastened on my dark triangle between my legs.

“Ohhh, you want to see more I see.” I put my hands on my hips keeping the gown open and walked back towards him.

“Your sons like my tight little pussy. They put their hard cocks into me and pound away while squeezing my little titties. I let them fuck me whenever they want. It irks you doesn’t it, your boys getting pussy and you not getting any.” I tormented.

He was speechless, so I continued.

“They are over here all the while, banging away at my body, time after time after time. My snatch is still full of their cum from this morning. All you get to do is sink your little cock once a month into your wife’s loose cunt.”

“I am not little.” He said firmly.

I reached down and put my hand between his legs. What I felt shocked me and I quickly withdrew my hand and stepped back. He was huge.

“Surprised are you, just been whoring with little boys right? You’ve never been with a real man.”

He pushed me and I staggered backwards into the guest room.

“No smart words now then you little bitch? I have a deal where I will keep quiet. You in?”

He pushed me again and I fell backwards onto the bed with my legs parted.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” He unbuttoned his shorts and out sprang his huge erect manhood.

I remained speechless, still in a state of shock and before I knew it he was between my thighs, the swollen head of his penis up against my pussy.

“Wet and excited are we?”

I tried to struggle but his big male body dwarfed my little frame.

“Please stop.”

“Oh you are right, you do have a tight little pussy.” He thrust in repeatedly. I could feel myself stretching as his hot flesh pushed deeper into my body.

“Oh God, please I’m too small for you, you’re pulling me apart.”

He squeezed my hips, and pulled me backwards and forwards against him, my little body sliding up and down the bed. Eventually he was completely inside of me. I have never felt so full.

He grabbed my leg, lifted it up, twisting me sideways and continued to pound away. The initial pain now replaced by the first threads of pleasure, spurred by the feeling of total helplessness and abuse. My body was completely in his power and he switched positions repeatedly, tossing me around like a rag doll until I ended up on my stomach.

With a growl, he penetrated me from behind, grabbing both my wrists and pulling them over my back. In doggie style, he seemed to go even deeper inside of me and I could feel his cock hitting me internally. I could hold back no longer and I started to scream from the very depths of my soul, wave after wave of intense pleasure racking my body. Never had I experienced a peak like this before, I could not move and I swear everything started to move in slow motion. I was vaguely aware of him cumming, his boiling hot fluid squirting out, hitting my internal organs with a force I would have thought impossible.

His thrusts slowly subsided and he pulled out of me. I was so spent I could not move.

“I’ll keep my mouth shut; you keep your mouth shut. You’re actually not a bad fuck; we might have to do this again sometime.”

He left the room and I heard the front door close. My pussy was still twitching and I lay there, wondering if an orgasm could ever get more intense than that.

I had long, hot shower, wincing a little at the soreness as I cleaned myself up. I didn’t really do much the rest of the day. After microwaving some dinner, I went to bed early, and fell into a deep sleep.

I heard my bedroom door open much later and my brother come in.

“Hi sis, we had car trouble, that’s why we are late. Mom wanted me to check in on you. Be back in a moment.”

20 minutes later, he re-entered my room wearing a pair of pajama bottoms.

“So what did you do today?”

“Jon and Steve came around looking for you.”

“And?”

“They were horny, so we fucked.” I didn’t mention Mr. Peters.

“I’m still really horny, even after this morning.” He declared pulling off his pj bottoms, his cock springing to attention. He climbed into my bed and snuggled up against me.

“You know my pussy’s really sore from this afternoon.” I said as he slid his body up and down against my ass.

“Oh, but I need you so bad.”

I felt his cock against my asshole.

“Is your ass sore?” He asked.

“The lube is in the nightstand, go easy.”

I heard a rustling and then the cold liquid squirt up my ass. He used his finger to work it inside of me and then after liberally applying it to his cock, slowly pushed into me. I was glad that my brother wasn’t as big as Mr. Peters. Jess’s slender dick gradually eased all the way in. He paused for a minute before gently rocking back and forward, relishing my tight flesh.

”Oh that’s it bro, fuck my ass, squeeze my hips together.” I encouraged, knowing dirty talk got him to cum quicker. It wasn’t unpleasant but I was still a little sore and I didn’t want him in there longer than possible.

He increased his pace, thrusting harder, his hips slapping against my butt.

“Oh God, this is good, I’m not going to last much longer sis.”

“Fill me up with your cum, I want to feel it deep inside of me bro.”

He groaned and shot deep into my anal passage, stream after stream before he slumped spent against my back.

“I love you sis, you’re the best.”

“I love you too bro.”

Comments email me at clintonbeverly@yahoo.com and reference "All Holes"

Mommy, Sonny And a Voyeur IV

Gora 5602 days ago on Incest Stories

Blake squinted through the eyepiece of his Nikon, which was perched on a tripod on the railing of his cabin. He scanned the beach in front of Meg's cottage, twisting the lens until the beach was in sharp focus. He saw Justin through the powerful zoom lens first, clad only in his tight little red swim trunks and building an impressively large sand castle at the water's edge. He nudged the camera with his fingertip, up the beach, and was immediately rewarded with the sight of Meg sprawled face down on her beach towel, basking in the already hot rays of the late morning sunshine. He was momentarily disappointed to see that she was lying in profile to him - he had been hoping for a shot of her gorgeous, rounded ass. Ah well, he could be patient.
He took a sip from his cold beer, thankful

for the shade of the overhanging porch roof. Not for the first time, he mourned the fact that he would no longer be able to ogle her spectacular tits as she lay topless. No, not with Justin around. But you couldn't have everything. Watching her masturbate through her bedroom window, jacking off together with Justin, and especially sucking the boy's tasty little cock, had more than made up for it. He licked his lips as he relished the memory. This was already a summer to remember.
He thought back to Justin's description of his and Meg's boat trip out on the lake, and he felt his cock twitch with arousal. The thought of that babe and her son watching each other piss was so fucking erotic! And Justin was obviously aroused by what he had seen. And the thong! He was amazed at her boldness - she apparently had no qualms about parading around in front of Justin half-nude. He allowed himself to briefly fantasize about wicked mom and horny son falling into a perverted sexual relationship, then chuckled at his own folly. That shit only happens in porno stories, he told himself.
He squinted through the eyepiece again, and his eyebrows arched with interest. Meg had adjusted her towel to follow the sun's movement across the sky, and was now lying diagonally to him, still on her stomach, and facing slightly away from him. He gazed upon the sculptured beauty of the rounded globes of her ass. Shit, that bathing suit was skimpy! In fact, from this angle, it appeared that she was completely naked. The gentle flare of her hips hid the waistband of the suit, and the narrow string of the thong was completely buried between her ass cheeks. He simply *had* to go over there and sunbathe with her again. He zoomed in as far as the lens would allow, until her prone body completely filled the viewfinder. He snapped off a half-dozen photographs at varying shutter speeds and lens apertures. He wanted to be sure at least one of the photos was a keeper.
Man, she was hot! His unblinking eyes traveled up and down her body, beginning with her slim ankles, up her rounded calves, up the tanned shapely thighs, pausing at her round ass. He noted that her cheeks were much paler than the rest of her body, compliments of the new, more revealing suit. He knew a good ass when he saw one, and this one was damn good. A bit wider and fuller than most men liked, but he liked larger butts.
Her whole body was covered with a shiny layer of perspiration and suntan oil, and Blake licked his lips with his wet tongue. How could Justin resist this? He eased the camera back to where the boy had been crouching in the sand, and chuckled. Well, it turned out that Justin *couldn't* resist. He was half-heartedly building his sand castle, true, but Blake could clearly see that Justin's eyes were trained elsewhere, watching his mother sunbathe. Blake imagined Justin's erection growing, as he gazed with lust at his sexy mom. But he couldn't tell with certainty if Justin really did have a hardon. He was facing away from him, and besides, that amount of detail was probably beyond the capability of the zoom lens.
Blake swiveled the camera on its tripod mount back at Meg. He continued his lusty gaze, starting this time at her ass, then roaming up her tanned, muscular back...wait a minute! He rubbed his eyes and tweaked the focus. "Holy shit," he muttered out loud. "Is she topless?" There definitely wasn't a bra strap interrupting the sleek lines of her back. He squinted into the viewfinder. Yes, she had loosened her straps - he could just barely make them out lying on the towel next to her, and he could see the creamy, smooth sides of her unadorned tits as they pressed into her beach blanket. Blake shook his head in amazement. He couldn't believe she was doing this in front of her horny son. She apparently was clueless about the hormones that rage through the bodies of thirteen-year old boys!
His view was briefly obscured, and then the tanned thin form of Justin filled the viewfinder. He had obviously tired of his sand castle construction, and Blake watched as he sat next to his mother, his gangly legs stretched out in front of him. Now *this* was getting interesting.
*****
Meg put her book aside and stretched her lithe body facedown along the towel, soaking up the warm rays. She wished she could lie topless, but Justin's presence obviously made that impossible. Maybe, though, she could at least loosen the bra straps? She *hated* tan lines.
She glanced over her shoulder at Justin building his sand castle at the water's edge. She noted gratefully that he didn't seem to be paying too much attention to her nearly nude butt...maybe she had been silly to be worried about it. She untied the bra straps, let them fall to her side, and buried her face in the luxurious softness of the beach towel.
She was so relaxed, drifting lazily away in the warm sunshine, and more than a little horny. She fantasized about what she had read in the last chapter of her novel. She imagined herself as the heroine of the story, being taken by the Latin stud. Unconsciously, she pushed her hips into the towel beneath her, stimulating herself.
Through her semi-sleep state, she gradually became aware of a ticklish sensation on her calf. Thinking a fly had landed on her, she flicked her leg absent-mindedly in her dream-like state. But she felt it again, this time higher up her leg, behind her knee. This time, she lifted her head and looked behind her, squinting into the dazzling sunlight. It was Justin. He was kneeling next to her, grasping a large blade of grass in his little fingers, and sliding it along her bare leg.
"Watcha doin' you little stinker?"
Justin began to giggle. "Oh nothin'," he said innocently. "Ticklish?"
"You *know* I am...you used to tickle me all the time."
"I remember." Justin tossed aside the blade of grass and fluttered his fingers along her hip, up toward her waist.
Meg jerked away spasmodically and giggled. "Now you stop that!" she reproached him playfully. She was vaguely aware of the fact that she was wearing a skimpy thong, and of how close his hands were to her naked butt cheeks.
"NO!" laughed Justin, at the same time playful and defiant. And he more insistently fluttered his fingers along the small of her waist. Meg yelped and scooted her hips sideways, giggling and laughing. Almost too late, she remembered she had loosed her bra straps. She clutched the bathing suit top to her loosely hanging breasts.
Justin was half-laying on top of her now, pinning her down on her towel. His insistent fingers were fluttering along her sides, and in her armpits, as she laughed hysterically. "No...NO..." she plead with Justin to stop, but she was out of breath with laughter, and she writhed her body to and fro, trying to escape the tickling fingers.
Justin hooted with laughter, and his mother squirmed as he tickled her mercilessly, laughing and gasping for breath. Justin climbed on top of her, pinning her down. He weighed much less than she did, and Meg could have flipped him off if she had really wanted, but she was enjoying the fun and bonding with her adolescent son.
But through her and Justin's giggles, she was becoming keenly aware of a new sensation. Justin was stretched out on top of her, pressing almost the full weight of his nearly nude body into her sticky, perspiring skin. His crotch was pressed against her naked buttocks, and she could feel the satiny fabric of his swim trunks, still wet from the lake, against her bare skin.
This didn't seem right. "Stop...Stop it Justin!"
But her son was insistent as he pushed down against her. He was fully sprawled along her back, and his legs were pinning hers to the beach towel. Meg could only buck half-heartedly. She was out of breath, and suddenly didn't seem to have the strength to push him off of her. He was still tickling her lightly along her sides, but it was almost more of a caress...his hands moved up to the sides of her breasts, touching her...
She bucked her hips off of the towel, trying to push him away, but he pressed back against her. She could feel something...something not right...pushing against her buttocks. It was a firmness, a hard...Oh God...
A tingle coursed through her groin as Justin humped rapidly against her. But this wasn't right! "STOP IT JUSTIN!" she yelled, and with supreme force of will, she bucked her rear end into the air, and Justin fell away to her side. Mother and son's eyes met briefly, and then he clambered to his feet and ran toward the cabin.
Blake snapped the last photo on the roll of film, dumbfounded by what he had watched and photographed. He sat back and exhaled loudly, and realized that he had been holding his breath for probably two minutes. His heart was pounding violently in his chest. He had just watched little innocent Justin humping his mother, poking his little prick against her round full ass.
He wouldn't have believed it if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes. It looked as if it had started innocently enough - a little light-hearted fun between mother and child - tickling and giggling. But with Justin it had started to turn into something much more. What, Blake wondered, did Meg think of what had happened? She had let the game go on a long time - had she been aroused by it?
Blake peered through the viewfinder. Meg was hastily tying her swimsuit top behind her. Justin was nowhere to be seen. He couldn't really tell what had happened or, obviously, what was said between them. All he knew for sure was that Justin had made a hasty retreat. Had Meg scolded him, admonished him? He looked carefully at her. She was still on her stomach, but she seemed generally composed and in control of herself. After a few minutes, she sat up, her arms wrapped around her knees, and gazed absently out across the water. Although she almost appeared to be looking directly at him, he knew that was an illusion of the zoom lens.
Blake began to settle down after the erotic scene he had just witnessed. His pulse had lessened and his breathing had eased. His cock, though, was still stiffly erect beneath his shorts. He continued to gaze at Meg, but the distance between them was increasingly frustrating him. He wanted to see her up close, see her behavior, talk to her. What he really wanted to do was fuck her senseless but he figured that was out of the question.
*****
Meg quickly refastened her swimsuit top, tying it behind her. She laid on her stomach, propped up on her elbows, stunned at what had just happened. She was breathing heavily, whether from shock or excitement or what, she didn't know. Beads of sweat rolled down her forehead and stung her eyes.
What had just happened? She had been dreamily lying in the sun, and then Justin was playing a tickling game with her. But before she knew it he was on top of her, pressing his...Was it just a natural extension of the game, or something more? She didn't dare want to think that Justin was sexually aroused by her, and was acting out his fantasy. But she couldn't deny that he was sexually aroused. There was no mistaking the feel of his erection through his shorts, poking against her rear end, her crotch.
And where did he learn that from anyway? His adulthood was approaching at great speed, and she seemed so unprepared for it. Her mind wandered over her own physical response to what Justin had done. She had felt his fingers tickling her waist, the side of her breasts. There was a fine line between tickling and sexual touching, and she had a growing feeling of dread that Justin had crossed the line, that she had let him do it. And when he had climbed on top of her and pushed himself against her, had she pushed back? She desperately wanted to believe that she hadn't, but she knew in the dark recesses of her mind that wasn't true. She had flexed her buttocks and pushed back against him.
Even now, she was semi-conscious of a tingling feeling in her groin. She knew from long experience that her vagina was probably slick with the juices of arousal. "Oh God," she sighed, and she hung her head. What had she done? But even as she mourned her lost control, and Justin's lost innocence, and told herself that nothing like that would ever happen again, she flexed her thigh muscles together and pushed her twitchy groin into the beach towel beneath her.
"Stop it!" she whispered to herself fiercely. And she rolled over and sat up on the towel.
*****
With a determined set in his jaw, Blake stowed his camera equipment, locked his front door, and strode briskly down the lane toward Meg's cabin. He had no idea what he was intending to do, but he hoped and prayed that she was still on the beach when he got there. He was uncertain where Justin was, but wasn't concerned about that. He emerged from the thicket demarcating the yard from the lakeshore, and soon spotted Meg, still sitting on her towel.
He hummed an aimless tune as he approached her. "Well, Hi Meg!" he said in the friendliest voice he could muster. "I was out for a walk and thought I'd stop by," he lied. "Didn't get an answer when I knocked on your door, and thought you might be on the beach."
She smiled half-heartedly, torn between her dark thoughts and the joy at seeing her handsome neighbor again. She squinted into the sunlight, her straight white teeth glinting. "I'm glad you stopped by. How are you?"
"Doing fine. Another hot one, huh?"
"Yep. Everyday it seems."
He crouched in the sand next to her, but not so close as to seem threatening. As he did so, he casually let his eyes wander toward her crotch. She remained in her sitting position, her legs pulled up to her chin, knees together. Blake caught a quick flash of her crotch. The general outline of her pussy lips was clearly evident through the thin tight fabric. Blake wasn't certain, but he thought he caught a fleeting image of a few dark, wiry pussy hairs peeking enticingly out. Lower, the triangle of material narrowed, and the thin strand of her thong disappeared in the crack of her ass. But the view was fleeting; Meg had either seen him looking, or she became self-conscious of her exposed position. She closed her knees and lowered her legs.
*****
It took a superhuman effort for Blake not to ogle Meg as he sat there next to her. Her tanned skin was slick and shiny, and the smell of coconut oil and perspiration filled his nostrils. "So, where's Justin?" Blake saw a flash cross Meg's pretty eyes. Was it anger? Fright?
"Um, he's...I think maybe he's up in the cabin. He was...here a little while ago."
"Oh," Blake paused. "You know, Meg," he said idly, "He sure is a good little kid. I mean, I enjoy having him at the house. It's fun."
Meg smiled uncertainly. "I'm...glad you like him. He talks about you all the time it seems."
"Oh?" Blake hoped he hadn't said that too eagerly.
"Yeah." He says you have a nice computer and tell him funny stories and things." Blake chuckled, a bit too loudly perhaps. 'If only she knew,' he thought. Apparently Justin was covering up their little games nicely, but he didn't like the direction the conversation was taking.
But Meg saved the day. "I was just about to take a dip," she announced. "Care to join me?"
Blake looked ruefully down at his clothes. "Well, these aren't swim trunks." He was wearing a pair of short faded gray track shorts. "Plus, I don't have a towel."
"Shorts are shorts. What does it matter?" Meg teased. "And you can use my towel." And without waiting for an answer, she jumped gracefully to her feet and walked briskly to the water's edge, kicking up little sprays of beach sand as she went. Blake watched admiringly, as her firm ass cheeks flexed gracefully underneath her thong.
Soon, both of them were paddling in neck deep water, chatting and laughing about nothing in particular, exhilarated by the cool water. Meg was thankful for the company. Blake took her mind off of Justin and the nasty thoughts that lurked there. Occasionally she glanced toward the cabin as she and Blake splashed in the lake. But she didn't see Justin. A twinge of concern came over her, but Blake diverted her worries.
He seemed like an old friend. She had always felt an attraction toward him. But years ago, he had seemed aloof and distant. Now, he seemed friendly, pleasant. But Meg was coming to a growing awareness that it might be something a bit more than friendship burning in their rediscovered relationship. She had felt it the other day when he had visited her in this very spot, and she felt in now, the flirty glances, the easy laugh, and the shared experiences. That, and Blake's handsome features, the somewhat weatherworn, yet still attractive face, the laugh wrinkles around his eyes, the strong jaw. Meg shivered. "I'm getting a little chilled," she stuttered through gently chattering teeth. "Want to go sit on the beach for awhile?"
"Sure."
Meg waded back through the shallows and onto the sandy beach, water cascading off her body. Blake followed, leering at her seductively flexing ass cheeks, just as he had a few days before. Shiny rivulets of water streamed down her back and ran into the dark, hidden crevice.
A shudder of equal parts embarrassment and arousal coursed through Meg's body as she realized what kind of show she was giving Blake. And now, as she reached for her towel to dry off, she realized that he was probably at that very moment ogling her nearly naked ass.
Meg rubbed her face with the terry cloth towel, and turned around to face Blake. "Oh, I guess I promised I would share my towel," she giggled.
"No problem. I guess I don't really need one. The sun will dry me quickly." He paused. "Um, I *would* like to use a little corner of your beach towel to sit on though."
His blue eyes were boring into hers. "Okay...sure," she stammered. The two of them sat down side by side on the towel, and Meg was acutely aware of the fact that she wasn't the only one who was half-naked. Their thighs brushed together briefly and lightly as they settled into position. Meg had her hands clenched in a protective ball over her groin, trying to hide the shadow of her pubic hair through the thin, wet fabric. Blake though, leaned back on his hands.
They sat side by side in silence, listening to the sound of the waves gently lapping around the wooden pilings of the dock. Meg glanced at Blake out of the corner of her eye, smitten by his tall muscular body. His thin shorts were plastered to his groin. The outline of his penis was plainly evident - she could see the size, the shape...her eyes widened. She could swear she saw it twitch.
"You should maybe put some sun tan lotion on Meg."
She started at the sound of his deep voice. "Mmm hmm. In a bit."
"You know..." and he turned slightly to look pointedly at her. "I could help you put it on."
Meg smiled shyly. "Yes...you could..." Her eyes were drawn once again to the wet bulge in his groin - she couldn't help herself! When she looked up again, he was staring at her, a funny little smile playing on his lips. Their eyes locked.
"Here, hand me the suntan lotion."
Meg looked away, in a moment of indecision. She knew where this was heading, but seemed powerless to stop it. She handed him the bottle.
"Back or front?"
In reply, Meg grinned crookedly, and flipped over on her stomach. Blake paused to revel in the sight of this sexy woman, laying so close to him, nearly naked. He focused momentarily on her beautiful ass, fully exposed to his delighted gaze...the thong hid nothing. It was exactly the kind of butt he loved. It was firm...the butt cheeks strong and smoothly curved, pointed pertly upward toward him. He felt his cock stir in his shorts. Within seconds he was fully erect. He could have mounted her right then and there, just like he had seen Justin do, but he knew he had to proceed carefully.
Blake squeezed a dollop of lotion onto his fingertips. He knelt next to Meg, casually readjusting his cock inside his shorts, and then began rubbing the lotion on her back and shoulders.
"Mustn't get burned, you know. This sun is very strong." Meg didn't answer...her face was buried in the towel.
Blake's strong hands smeared the lotion into the clear, supple skin of her shoulders. As he began to draw his hands downward, toward the small of her back, a movement from the bushes up near the cabin caught his eye. He squinted, and soon spied Justin standing there, about thirty feet away, half-hidden in the dense shrubbery. Blake smiled at him, and put his finger to his lips in warning. Then he winked and continued massaging the lotion into Meg's glowing skin.
"You have a tan line here," and his index finger traced along the line at her waist, separating the dark bronze of her back from the lighter tan of her ass cheeks.
"Mmm hmm. I just bought this suit."
"I think I'd better get a little extra lotion here so you don't get burned."
Blake glanced up the beach toward the cabin. He couldn't see Justin, but he knew he was there, watching, and his cock jerked at the thought. He shifted position, straddling Meg's left thigh with his knees, and casually, seemingly accidentally, eased her legs further apart as he did so. He squirted some lotion onto each of her magnificent round butt cheeks, placed his hands on her ass, and began working the lotion into her soft skin. The crack of her ass opened and closed invitingly as he kneaded her with his strong fingers, and he could see the thin yellow string of her thong barely covering her asshole. He desperately wanted to kiss and lick her butt, her asshole, but he grit his teeth and suppressed the urge.
But Meg grew suddenly reticent. She tried to close her legs, but Blake's knee prevented it. She lifted her head from the towel and looked at him over her shoulder. "Blake...I shouldn't..." she said softly, shaking her head.
"Meg, I want to make you feel good."
She closed her eyes and buried her face again in the towel, as Blake ran his fingertip down the crack of her ass. But Meg squirmed forward, pulling away, and flipped over onto her back. "No...not here. What if Justin comes down?"
Blake tried a new tactic. He stretched out on his side next to her. "He isn't around...don't worry," he said soothingly. "He won't see." She was looking away from him, uncertain. He didn't wait for a response. He lowered his head to hers, and kissed her softly on the lips. He pulled back to watch her expression, and she opened her eyes...he saw that they were bright and shining with passion. He kissed her again, and tentatively poked his tongue against her lips. To his delight, she opened her mouth to his, and he slid his tongue into her warm, inviting mouth.
Meg moaned with desire. It had been so long since she had a man. Warmth coursed through her entire body as Blake kissed her passionately. She encircled his neck with her arms, and pulled him to her. They kissed each other fiercely, their hot tongues probing each other's mouths. Blake cupped her right breast in his strong hand, and began to softly caress it through the thin fabric of her swimsuit. He pushed his groin into her hip, knowing that she could easily feel his erection through his shorts.
"Mmm," Meg sighed. Her hands wandered over Blake's strong back as they kissed each other with heated passion. She arched her back, pushing her chest into Blake's caressing hand. She could feel his erect penis against her, and knew where this was going. She thought about Justin, but it was a fleeting thought. She wanted - needed - to be taken by this man. She wriggled her hand downward, between their bodies, and touched her fingertips to the bulge in his groin.
Blake yanked roughly on Meg's top, pulling it up and exposing her firm, round breasts. They were richly tanned, a bit paler where her swimsuit covered them, and the dark brown nipples pointed skyward. He had seen these nipples before, but now he was finally going to have his chance at them, and he relished the thought. He plucked at them lightly with his fingertips as he kissed her. Meg moaned into his mouth. Encouraged by her reaction, he lowered his head to her tits, and began to suckle them gently with his lips and tongue.
But a flash of uncertainty came over Meg. Despite her molten lust, she felt self-conscious, nude and about to be taken out in the open. And where was Justin? "Blake..." she whispered hoarsely. "Maybe...somewhere else." But at that moment, he took a rubbery nipple into his warm mouth and sucked fiercely. "Ohh God..." she groaned with pleasure, and pushed her heaving breast into his eager mouth.
Blake was in heaven, as he suckled Meg's lolling tit until it was shiny with saliva, glowing in the bright sunlight. He had fantasized about this moment for weeks now, and to have his fantasy come true was almost more than he could bear. His prick was swollen and aching with desire. He could feel her fingers dancing lightly over the bulge in his shorts, driving him mad...he pushed his shorts down his thighs with his free hand, exposing his turgid cock, and was instantly rewarded with the sensation of her delicate fingers wrapping around it, stroking him slowly.
Meg felt a twinge in her loins at her first direct touch of Blake's powerful penis. She could feel the raw sexual energy of it as it jerked in her fingers. She gave it a gentle squeeze, and was rewarded by a deep moan from her lover. The touch of his manhood added to the feel of his mouth working over her breasts was delicious, and her body was working toward a fever pitch. As if reading her mind, Blake began to slowly dance his strong fingers down her belly, then lower toward her groin. His fingers touched the top of her bikini, sliding partly underneath, brushing the top of her wiry pubic hair.
She thought she would go insane from the unbearable teasing. "Oh God Blake! Touch me," she moaned. Blake smiled as he licked the underside of her heaving tit. At that moment, he knew he had conquered her. He watched as she threw her head back, full lips parted. He inserted his fingers beneath her swimsuit and ran them through her cunt hair. With agonizing slowness, he pushed lower, until the tip of his index finger brushed against her soft wet cunt.
"Oh yesss," Meg hissed through clenched teeth. "Please touch me there!" She spread her legs in invitation to his probing fingers.
As he ran his tongue along the salty cleavage between her lolling tits, and his hand groped her, a slight movement toward Meg's cottage caught his attention. He looked up discreetly, and there, sitting on the topmost of the short flight of wooden steps leading to the beach, was Justin. The boy was staring at them, eyes wide with fascination. Blake could see that his hand was in his crotch, squeezing his hard little prick. Blake smiled slightly and winked, but he couldn't tell if Justin saw him.
Blake didn't think he could stand it any longer...the thought of the boy watching him take his mother...he wedged his hand further into her bikini, and slowly brushed the tip of his finger over her protruding clit.
"Uhh...yess," sighed Meg. She spread her legs wide, trapping his hand beneath the taut bikini. With some effort, he worked his hand lower, and brushed against her pussy lips. He could feel the heat and slippery wetness there, and he rubbed his finger up and down her cunt, smearing her pussy juice along the lips, then upward, lubricating her swollen clit.
Meg groaned and involuntarily bucked her hips sharply upward. She was in heaven, being masturbated by this hot, virile man. His strong fingers stroked her with agonizing slowness. She alternately arched her back, thrusting her breasts into his licking mouth, and humped her groin into his hand. The dual sensation of his warm mouth on her nipples along with his expert hand at her crotch was indescribable. She moaned softly when she felt a new sensation, lower. Blake's finger was wedged into her vaginal opening, swirling around the entrance.
Blake hooked his middle finger, and began to slowly insert it into her oozing cunt hole. At the same time, he brushed his thumb back and forth over her clit. "Oh God YES!" she cried out sharply, as she bucked her hips powerfully upward. Blake knew that he could easily bring her to orgasm, but he wanted to make her come by fucking her, if only he could hold out long enough. He stopped fingering her pussy, and slowly pulled his hand out of her now soaking wet swimsuit. Meg whimpered in protest.

He lifted his mouth from her shiny tits and brought his lips next to her ear. "I can do more than touch you Meg," he whispered. Would you like me to fuck you?"
She looked at him with glazed, lust-filled eyes. "Yesss...do it!"
He kissed her lightly on the forehead, tasting the saltiness of the droplets of sweat that had formed there, and then lifted himself to hands and knees. He crawled between her spread legs and paused to admire her body, laid out before him. She was lost in a haze of sexual excitement. Her pretty face was flushed, and her dark hair was strewn carelessly on the beach towel beneath her head. Her eyes were tightly closed, and her sensuous lips were parted. She was breathing heavily, making her gorgeous tits rise and fall seductively, as they peeked beneath the pushed-up top of her yellow bikini top. Her tanned legs were splayed out invitingly on either side of him, and between her legs her tight bikini was pulled tightly over her hot mound. The fabric was darkened from her copious juices, and the indentation between her pussy lips was clearly visible.
He grabbed the waistband of the bikini on either side of her hips and roughly pulled it down her hips and past her knees. With an assisting kick from Meg, the garment was off, leaving her hot pussy fully exposed to his delighted gaze. Her swollen clit peeked out from between her pussy lips.
Meg opened her eyes, and watched as Blake stared at her exposed womanhood. A fleeting moment of uncertainty crossed her mind - she was totally nude and exposed on the beach, about to be taken. Where was Justin? What if he saw? But before the thought could completely form, Blake lowered himself onto her.
Blake took one last look up toward the cabin. Justin was still sitting on the steps, watching them intently. Oh fuck! Blake nearly shot his load when he noticed that the boy had lowered his shorts, and was pumping his erection. He turned his attention to Meg. He lowered himself carefully on top of her sweaty, heaving body. He wedged the tip of his cock against her sopping pussy, and she humped against him. He pulled away slightly, and she looked up at him imploringly through glazed eyes.
"Would you like me to fuck you Meg?"
"Yes," she panted. "Please."
He smiled down at her, and swiveled his hips in a circle, brushing his cock against his clit. "Maybe I should just tease you like this?"
"No..." she moaned. "I need it...Please!" She heaved against him.
"Need what?"
"For you to fuck me...please..."
He kissed her, probing his tongue against her lips. Her greedy mouth opened for him, and his tongue danced against hers as he once again wedged his cockhead against her gaping pussy.
"Oh yes..." she moaned into his mouth. "Fuck me..."
And with that, Blake pushed slowly but steadily into her tight wet cunt.
"OH GOD! YES! OH GOD!" Meg cried out in ecstasy as Blake's penis pushed into her clingy wet cunt. His hot manhood filled her completely. He began to piston in and out, and she wrapped her legs around his firm buttocks, pulling him into her. Blake thrust against her groin, swiveling his hips in a circular motion, stimulating her clitoris with the base of his penis.
"OH GOD YES!" she moaned. She arched her back and humped against him like a savage beast as their sweaty bodies writhed together, his muscular chest smashing her lolling breasts flat against her. Blake kissed the side of her neck, tasting the salty sweaty skin, and then nuzzled her ear lobe as he thrust back and forth in her vise-like cunt. Meg groaned loudly and threw her head back, offering the side of her neck to his dancing tongue.
The world was an upside-down blur through her half-lidded, glazed eyes...but she saw something...something that wasn't right. She blinked the dripping sweat from her eyes, trying to focus as Blake took her with heightened urgency. She opened her eyes wider...Oh God! Justin! He was watching them!
"Blake...Justin...Justin is watching us." She turned her head slightly, trying to see more clearly. Yes, it was Justin...and he was... he was masturbating - watching them. Panic consumed her. This was wrong! He shouldn't be watching them! She clutched at Blake's shoulders, trying to push him away. "Blake...stop." But her protest was weak - she didn't have the energy or the desire to put an end to the rapidly building lust flowing through her body, and Blake ignored her.
"Oh God...OH...No...," she moaned. "Blake...don't...".
Meg's face was contorted, frozen into a mask of molten lust, and Blake knew that she was close to coming. As she clawed his back with her fingernails, he looked up, and stared at Justin, who was feverishly stroking his erection. The excitement of fucking this slut in front of her son was too much, and he knew that he was going to come soon. He picked up the pace of his thrusting to an impossibly fast pace, savagely plunging his swollen cock into her hot pulsating cunt. His cock entered her pussy to the hilt, allowing him to apply pressure to her swollen clit as he did so.
"UH...UH...UH" Meg grunted each time he thrust into her. "Oh God...OH GOD...YES! YES! YES! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!" And Meg was coming violently - Blake felt her silky hot pussy clenching and unclenching around his hard cock. She bucked her body powerfully against him, as she cried out with pleasure. Blake felt his orgasm hit him in a violent spasm, and he groaned loudly as the first powerful spurt of his sperm shot deeply into her pulsating cunt. They humped against each other like savage beasts as they came together in a molten frenzy, their climax washing over them.
Gradually, the euphoria of their mutual orgasm subsided, and Blake slowed his thrusting, slowly coming to a stop, but leaving his still hard prick buried in her sopping wet pussy. Their sweaty bodies were glued together, and Meg held onto him tightly, legs still wrapped around him in a vice-like grip. Her eyes were tightly closed as she struggled to catch her breath.
The emotion of the moment was powerful to Meg. NEVER had she experienced anything like this. The raw sexual energy of their love-making was completely outside her experience, and she gripped Blake tightly, unwilling to let go. Powerful, conflicting emotions filled her mind - the raw passion of the moment...the feeling of Blake's powerful body against hers...and...and Justin. Oh God, she couldn't believe that she had let herself go with wanton abandon in front of her own son. She didn't know what to think - she was lost in her feelings, and tears welled in her eyes. "Oh God, what have I done?" she moaned forlornly.
"Shush," whispered Blake. Her tears streaked down her cheeks, and he kissed them away. He knew that this was a critical moment, which he had to play just right.
"We shouldn't have...not in front of him."
"Don't say that Meg," he replied softly. "It happened, but there's nothing to do about it now." He pushed a dark strand of hair away from her eyes. "This was special for me...let's just enjoy it."
She opened her eyes, shiny and filled with tears. Blake smiled down at her, cooing softly to her. He ran his fingers along her cheek. "Okay?"
She nodded hesitantly, and then smiled. She grasped the back of his head and pulled him down to her. They exchanged a long, passionate kiss, as Meg ran her fingers up and down his strong back. He was still hard inside her, and the kiss was getting him excited again. He began to slowly thrust inside her pussy.
Meg broke the kiss, and giggled softly. "Not...now...Blake."
Blake chuckled softly. "But another time?"
Meg smiled. "Absolutely. Like maybe, tomorrow?"
Blake chuckled. "Why you little devil! I would if I could, but I've got to go out of town for a few days. Gotta keep the clients happy. But I'll be back Thursday. See you then?"
"You can count on it."

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