Well Friday comes and I go down the hall to start my first babysitting job. In fact being only 14 years old this is actually my first job period. Mrs. Brown gives me her cell phone number, shows me where everything is and gives me a list of instructions. In particular Brad is to have a bath before bedtime.

Brad's bedtime is eight o'clock so about eight thirty I start to get after him to have his bath. Twenty minutes later he is in the tub. After watching TV for half an hour I decide Brad has been in the tub long enough. On the way I looked in Mrs. Brown's bedroom and imagined her laying on her bed in a see-through nightie. I wondered if she actually has such a thing. Then I saw her dresser bureau and thought why not find out. Brad is going to be busy for a while yet so I started to search in the drawers. Beginning at the bottom and working my way up I didn't find any nighties but in the wide top drawer were all her bras and panties.

Not wanting to disturb anything I reached out and lightly touched then softly stroked a bra with a trembling hand. It was a plain white nylon one smooth to the touch. Almost instantly I had a hardon When I moved on to touching Mrs. Brown's panties I began to rub myself through my jeans. I picked it up and stroked the panties over my face. I loved the silky smooth feel of it. They had a laundry clean smell which disappointed me since I wanted a whiff of Mrs. Brown's scent. Placing the panties back I realized I had better get Brad out of the tub and to bed. Besides, I could come back when he goes to sleep and not worry about him finding me whacking off to his mother's underwear.

The bathroom door was closed but not completely shut so I pushed it open slight just to peep in on Brad before calling him. To my surprise he was already out of the tub but that is not why I was surprised. Perhaps a better word would be to say I was shocked. Brad was standing naked, facing sideways to the huge wall mirror over the vanity. He was looking at himself while he slowly rubbed his hands down his chest, over the belly, down around to his bum then up to his chest again. What really jolted me was that he obviously was staring at his own hardon Each time his hands came down to his hips they would get closer and closer to his cock. He was teasing himself. For a ten-year-old kid he seemed rather experienced at getting himself aroused.

Finally he began to lightly touch, stroke and fondle his cock with his finger tips. The other hand gently stroked one cheek of his bum. He stroked his ass, gradually doing it harder and harder until finally he grabbed himself hard. When he repeated this pattern I could see red finger marks on his pale white ass. I could see in the mirror that now Brad's eyes were closed and he was holding but not stroking his dick.

It was at this point that I realized to my utter horror that I have a raging hardon I couldn't believe myself. Watching a ten-year-old kid masturbate had me so hard that my balls began to mildly ache. Kept saying to myself "I'm not gay! This has never happened before. Not gay! I don't believe this. NOT!" Yet there was no denying that I was nearly ready to cream myself. While I was feeling the confusion and guilt of the my arousal Brad did something that pushed me over the edge of self control.

He began to run his middle finger up and down the crack of his ass. He would wiggle the finger making it go deeper into his crack. Then his hand stopped moving but his finger was still moving rhythmically. I couldn't see most of the finger but I just knew that he was fingering his asshole. That is a totally awesome, strange thing to do to yourself.

Suddenly Brad stops and turns to see me in the mirror. Must have made some sound to get his attention. I was certainly trembling with sexual excitement. He steps back a few feet as I come into the bathroom saying, "It's cool man." He is obviously scared, and afraid he is in some kind of trouble. Trying to reassure him that nothing is wrong and to calm him I tell him, "I like to jerk off too. Often. Every guy in the world masturbates. So don't worry you are not in any sort of trouble. You're cool." While I am saying all this I stripped off my T-shirt, shorts and underwear. "See I got a hardon too. I was actually planning on whacking off myself, after you went to bed."

Now we are both staring at each other's cock. Despite his anxiety with the situation Brad still had a hardon His dick was standing straight up, I mean vertically. His balls were two little marbles at the base of his shaft. There was not a hint of pubic hair on his pale white crotch. Brad's eyes are wide open and totally focused on my cock. "Have you ever seen another guys cock hard before?" I ask him. He nods yes. I don't really pay any attention to his respond because I’m completely confused about my own feelings. After all here I am naked with a hardon in front of a ten year old boy. This is a whole new situation than I have ever experienced before.

On the one hand, I want in the worst way to bang my cock against his tiny body. But then on the other it is absolutely the wrong thing to do for all kinds of reasons. For one thing I am not gay and have never done anything sexual with a guy ever. Two, he is only a little kid with not a clue as to what is really going on here. Being the older one, in fact the babysitter, I should know and do the right thing. But the self control of a 14-year-old boy is not enough to overcome being aroused twice in five minutes. Once with Mrs. Brown's underwear then again while watching Brad feel himself up and masturbate.

The next thing I know instinct is taking over. I don’t want to but I step toward Brad and reach out to take hold of the sides of his chest. He puts his hands on my chest but I ignore it. Stepping still closer I spread my feet apart and bend me knees to lower myself so I can touch his cock with mine. He tries to push me away but I’m too strong for him.

Shoving my hips forward does me no good because he arches his back to move his hips away from me. I encircle him in my arms but still I can’t make satisfying contact. Leaning my weight forward, I shove Brad up against the wall. Now I can press on him but he won’t stay still. Clearly not liking this he starts to whimper but I can’t stop myself. My body is literally in control while I'm thinking “No. Shouldn't do this. Can't do it.” We are basically wrestling on our feet with Brad twisting and wiggling all over the place. In an effort to stop his convoluting hips I slip my hands down to his hips. He is so small that my finger tips are at the crack of his ass and the heel of my hands are on his hips.

Suddenly Brad is motionless not resisting me at all. Even his whimpering has stopped. Puzzled by this I’m none-the-less glad to be able to rub my cock on his for more than a second. Then Brad startles me by tentatively putting his arms around me. This makes me pause. What is going on with him? He stopped fighting me as soon as I took a hold of his ass. Now it dawns on me how he fondled his bum more than his cock when I watched him earlier. The kid has a weird buttocks fetish of some kind.

“If that’s what turns you on.” I thought, “That’s fine by me.” So I began to stroke his ass with both hands, up and down, in circles and tracing his crack with my finger tips. I found myself rather enjoying the sensation of his perfectly smooth skin. When I began fondling his bum Brad remained absolutely still but now his hips began to undulate slowly, tentatively at first. In less than a minute he was humping me like a dog. The next thing I know Brad’s thrusting has turned into a full body spasm. This scared me until I came to the shocking realization that he was having an orgasm. I never thought a ten-year-old boy could cum so hard or at all for that matter.

As soon as I understood he was having an orgasm I started to cum too. I could feel his little dick rubbing on the side of my cock. We were both so hard our cocks couldn’t move sideways. Pulling on his ass hard I could not press him against me any more. In seconds I felt a warm, wet sensation spreading on my tummy and cock. My cum was lubricating us, making him feel slippery smooth. I came so hard, for so long I could feel spunk running down the inside of my leg.

Gradually my frantic thrusting subsided enough that I became aware of the world again. Brad had finished his orgasm but each time I squeezed his bum he would do another quick spasm. This would cause me to have a short shuddering spasm as well. Finally, we were both completely spent, breathing heavy and drenched in sweat. We let go of each other and stepped back. I reached down and fondled his little pecker, rubbing and spreading my cum all over his balls and cock until he shrank to almost nothing in size.

While I’m doing this I say, “That was sooo cool! I really liked that. I hope your Mom asks me to babysit you again.”

“Me too!” he says.

Sure enough a month later Mrs. Brown has me babysitting Brad again. Over the next few months she began dating regularly three or four times a month. During this time Brad and I got more into having sex with each other. Oddly enough, despite the considerable pleasure I got with Brad I had no desire to seek sex with other boys. In fact, I still had a major crush on Mrs. Brown and liked girls in general.

So the next time was a repeat of the first time. I played with Mrs. B's underwear while waiting for Brad to finish his bath. When I peeked in on him this time he was doing the same thing to himself. He knew I was there but pretended to not notice. I stepped into the bathroom and began to undress slowly while he continued to caress himself. The rest was the same as the first time except Brad did not resist me.

Each time I babysat Brad we did something a little differently. One night I began undressing in Mrs. B's bedroom before fondling her underwear. Then there was the first time we didn't do it cock to cock. I was staring at Brad's bum, really enjoying watching rub his ass, leaving red marks it. There is something about his pale white skin and the round firmness of his bum that I found rather arousing. As I approached him he began to turn around but I grabbed his hips and stopped him. Stepping up to him I spread my feet apart and bent my knees to lower myself. Then I touched his ass with my stiff cock. Softly stroking my cock all over his ass I got so aroused I actually felt light headed. Reaching around I took hold of Brad's little dick and began to whack him off as I pressed my dick against his ass. He started cumming almost right away. His jerking spasms thrust his ass against my cock and in no time I was shooting spunk on his back.

This was our favourite thing for awhile. Brad would spread his cheeks and I would finger his asshole with the tip of my cock. Then I humped him with my cock between his cheeks. I never did have anal sex with him but I did finger fuck his hole when we had frontal sex. Brad loved anal stimulation. So much so that he sometimes bent over and asked me to finger fuck his hole but not touch him in any other way. In the beginning it would hurt him but he would not let that stop me. In a weird way he actually liked the pain. It was not long before I learnt to make circles with my finger as I pushed it in. In this was I could get my finger all the way into him. Eventually we used my cum or baby oil as a lubricant.

This “ass” thing Brad struck me as rather weird. So one day I asked him about it, “You seem to get off with your ass more than your dick. What's that all about? When or how did it start?”

He looked down at the floor and after a moment or two said in a soft voice, “It started when I was seven and stopped a couple of years later when my Father left us.” This did not make a whole lot of sense to me. He saw the confused look on my face and explained further. It turns out his Father liked to feel his ass and would sometimes press his cock somewhere on his body as he did it. He even liked to have a pee while Brad was naked in the bathtub. Brad said he could see his Father getting an erection as he looked him over. Apparently this was the only way Brad ever got his Dad's full attention. It made him feel creepy and some how dirty but it was the price he reluctantly paid for his Dad's affection.

About six months before he disappeared his Father began to do just what Brad and I did the very first time. That is he would grab Brad by the ass and grind his hard cock on Brad's tiny dick until he came. He never had any intention of this being a pleasant experience for Brad too. It was just about him getting his rocks off. Brad's Father would do this once or twice a week, always with their clothes on. Sometimes his Father pulled him on top of him when they were in pyjamas watching TV, in the pool or in the garage. Where and when ever it happened his Father always held and stroked his buttocks as he pumped his cock on him.

Seems to me Brad was being raped rather frequently with impunity. So I asked, “Did you ever tell your Mom about this?”

“No.”

“Why not?”, I asked.

“Because she knew all about it. She saw my Dad and I doing it. Often.”

“Oh.” was all I could think to say. Brad's story seem to explain a lot of things but it raised a few other questions for me but I did not want to pursue them.

Anyway, our sexual activity continue to evolve over time. One night Brad catch me in his Mom's underwear drawer. That's when I got him to put on a pair of his Mom's panties. He did not want to a first but I persuaded him it would be fun. Then I got him to lay on the floor and got on top of him. The fact that we were in Mrs. B's bedroom really turned me on. As odd as this may sound, what gave me a massive orgasm was the thought that I was fucking Mrs. Brown's panties.

Next time I got Brad to wear his Mom's bra as well. It was a padded one so it felt like he actually had breasts. This time we got on Mrs. B's bed. Before mounting Brad I ran my hand all over his body. Slowly stroking his soft skin, feeling his “cunt” and “breasts”. I even licked his “breasts”. By the time I got on top of him I was completely into the fantasy of fucking his Mother. I swear I lost consciousness of a while.

By the third time we did this Brad was beginning to enjoy wearing his Mom's underwear. It certainly was a major turn on for me. I kissed Brad (Mrs. B) this time. Odd as it seems this was our first kiss but it certainly wasn't the last one. At some point I started to put my cock between Brad's legs and had him squeeze them together so I could pretend to fuck his Mother's “cunt”. Of course I never told Brad I was fantasizing having sex with his Mom.

Two years later it is my sixteenth birthday, Brad is almost twelve. In all that time we never once sucked each other's cock. We humped, banged, whacked each other, fingered, fondled and groped but never did blow jobs. Since it was my birthday I thought it would be a nice present for me and I figured it was about time we did it anyway. Brad absolutely refused to put my cock in his mouth yet alone suck it. Nothing I said or did could get him to consent.

So I asked him for the second half of my birthday present, to suck him off. He was starting to produce some spunk and I wanted to find out what it tasted like. Again he refused. He gave no reason, just something that didn't turn him on. In fact, he said it was a dirty, disgusting idea. Well by now I am a little peeved and randy as hell. So I pushed him onto his bed, sat on his chest and leaned on his legs with my forearms. He was trying hard to buck me off but my weight and strength kept him pinned down.

His cock was limp and tiny when I started to lick it. Usually any kind of fondling would get him hard in a matter of seconds but not this time. So took hold of his dick and balls with my lips and without sucking, pulled on them. While doing this I flicked his pecker back and forth with my tongue. Still no response so I finally started sucking him, dick and balls at the same time. I rather liked the feel of his small, soft cock on my tongue. As I pushed bean sized testicles around he began to stiffen up. Slowly it grew further and further into my mouth until it started to enter my throat. I had a small gag reflex but controlled it. Breathing like that was not easy so I pulled back a bit and let his balls drop out of my mouth. After this it was a straight ahead suck with my tongue licking and pushing on a hard penis.

Then I got my birthday surprise. Brad began to lick my balls. A few seconds of this and I was shooting cum all over his chest and belly. I held his cock in one long hard suck. Essentially I stopped breathing as the orgasm took over. Next thing I'm conscious of is Brad thrusting his cock into my throat. It was spitting cum directly down my throat. I swallowed it but never tasted it that time. No matter, it was great to at last feel a hard cock in my mouth as Brad's body spasmed out of control.

When I finally rolled off of Brad I got another birthday surprise. Actually, it was more like the shock of a lifetime. Mrs. Brown was standing beside the bed and what' more .... Well that's a whole other story by itself to be told another time. I will tell you however that neither of our lives were ever the same after that.

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The silence was interrupted by Anna’s soft giggle. I looked at her. "What is it?" She lifted her head off of my chest and looked at me.

"We’re all sweaty and gross, aren’t we?" she said, giggling again. I looked us over. It was true, we were very sweaty. Though I couldn’t see it from my vantage point, I’m sure we were covered with a different sort of wetness lower down.

"I don’t know," I replied. "It’s all a matter of how you look at it. I think you’re all sweaty and beautiful... and yeah, maybe a little gross. Nothing that a shower couldn’t fix." She sniffed at the air.

"I think maybe you need one too," she said, grinning.

"No kidding." I was finally realizing how sweaty we had gotten. We would probably have to wash the sheets too. But definitely a shower, for starters. "Who goes first?"

She looked at me quizzically, with a lascivious twinkle in her eye. "You’re coming in with me, silly." She kissed the tip of my nose and got up off of the bed. I moved to a sitting position and watched her naked form walking across the room. She was truly gorgeous, and looked very satisfied; she had the classic "just been fucked" look. Her hair was tousled into disarray, but it still looked cute as hell. She arched her back out, stretching.

"I guess it’s true, sex is good exercise," she said, rolling her neck. "I’m all sore. That shower is going to feel sooo good..." She turned and looked at me, grinning from ear to ear. "Not as good as you made me feel, though." She lifted her palm to right below her chin and blew me a kiss, and my heart melted.

"You are just about the cutest thing in the world." She blushed at my remark, then realized that I was still sitting on the bed.

"Aren’t you coming with me, Joe?"

"Sorry. I was just enjoying watching you. You’re very watchable." She smiled, and I got up and followed her into the bathroom. I stopped at the linen closet for a second, grabbed a set of bedsheets, and put them by her doorway. I met her back at the bathroom.

"Did you get lost?" she asked, closing the door behind me.

"I was just setting out some clean sheets for your bed," I explained. She smiled at me, and motioned for me to get into the shower. I noticed that her soaking wet (and cum stained) shirt was still in the sink. "One second, Anna. Get the water running so that it can warm up." As she did so, I grabbed the drenched shirt and wrung out as much water as I could, before hanging it up on the towel rack. She held her hand out into the shower to test the water, then nodded at me. She stepped in and I followed.

The streams of warm water felt wonderful on my skin. For a moment, I just stood there, watching the drops of water cascading down Anna’s body. She looked so beautiful, so young and clean. There was something else as well. Seeing her naked with the water running over her evoked feelings of something deep and primal. The juxtaposition of that with her innocent face and loving eyes brought out a sexuality that was so strong it was almost tangible. I watched, spellbound, my eyes following a small rivulet of water snake its way down her neck, around her breast, and down her belly. I was completely overcome with love for this beautiful young creature that stood before me, completely vulnerable and yet so powerful in her innate sensuality. Reaching forward, I placed my arms around her waist and drew her toward me. I kissed her.

Kissed her? That barely even begins to describe it. Never in my dreams could I have imagined such a kiss! She put her hands behind my neck and pressed her firm beautiful body against mine. I could feel millions of volts of passion passing through our lips. The water rushed over us, massaging our bodies. Heaven.

We finally broke the kiss after a minute or two, and looked into each other’s eyes. We did not make love while in the shower, at least not that time, but the experience was still overwhelmingly sexual. She picked up the bar of soap, and rubbed her hands around it until it began to lather. The soap we used was Dove brand, which has lotion in it, so it quickly formed a layer of cool white foam. Reaching up, she began to rub the bar against my chest, sliding her hands against me. Her palms ran across my chest and belly, spreading the soapy foam and then rinsing it off. I looked into her deep brown eyes; I could see so much love there.

Her hands moved all over my body, caressing my arms and shoulders, my upper and lower back, my ass, exploring the landscape of my body in a way that had been impossible earlier, during the heat of passion. Then, silently, she handed me the soap, looking at me with big, hopeful eyes. I could get lost forever in those eyes.

I took the soap into my hands and rubbed it between them. Once I had built up a little foam, I brought my hands to her shoulders, rubbing my hand across them, and sliding up to her slender neck. I worked my way down her front, gently massaging her breasts and belly, paying special attention to her nipples. She sighed loudly, happily. I bent down and my hands explored further, sliding down the warm curves of her hips and waist, and then her thighs and legs. Her skin was so smooth and beautiful. Standing up, I moved behind her, and massaged her upper back, and then slid my fingertips down her backbone. Slowly, I rubbed the soap into her lower back, and then the firm curves of her perfect behind. I gently kneaded her cute little rear for a moment, then traced a line down the back of one of her legs with my forefinger. She shivered at the touch. I felt a little self-conscious. She was a much hotter girl than I was an attractive guy. I was pretty good-looking, but she was a perfect specimen. Still, she didn’t seem to have any complaint, so I thanked god for small favors and decided to just let it be.

I got up and kissed her lightly on the lips, and then just held her for a minute, her head resting against me. The shower washed off any of the soap that was still on us, and it was time to get out. Soon the hot water would run out and that would ruin the entire experience. I realized that we’d forgotten to wash our hair with shampoo, but didn’t bother mentioning it. Reaching over to the knob, I caught her eye to let her know what I was doing, and turned off the water. During the entire shower, neither of us had said a single word. We hadn’t needed to.

When I slid the shower door to the side to grab towels, we saw to our dismay that there was only one. We looked at each other and laughed.

"Here," I said, grabbing the towel and handing it to her. "You take it first. I’ll just be drippy for a minute." She started to say no, but I could see her beginning to shiver. I draped the towel around her back and started to dry her. I dried her back, neck, and shoulders, her arms and chest, and then her ass and legs. Although I was getting cold, I couldn’t resist the temptation. Her cute little pussy was staring me in the face. I rubbed it with the towel, and she cooed softly. I increased the speed of my rubbing, creating more friction, and she moaned a little. Her hand reached down to stop me and I looked up, worried, but she was smiling.

"You keep that up and I’ll need another shower." I smiled back. She handed me the towel and took the hair dryer off of the wall. I did my best to dry myself off with the damp cloth and then went to my room to get dressed. Halfway through throwing on jeans and a plain white tee I heard an urgent message from my stomach, demanding to be fed. I looked at the clock. Well, no wonder I was hungry; it was almost noon. I figured Anna was probably hungry too, so when I finished dressing I went to the kitchen to make us breakfast. I decided a real breakfast was in order, and not just some microwave burritos or frozen waffles. I got out a pan and started getting the ingredients for some pancakes.

Ten minutes later, the pancakes were almost done, and more importantly, Anna was done dressing and doing her hair. I heard her calling my name, so I yelled out that I was in the kitchen. She walked in and saw what I was doing.

"Oh, you made breakfast!" She ran up to me and kissed me on the cheek.

"Watch out!" I shouted. I had been flipping the last of the pancakes when she kissed me, and in my distraction on of them landed on its side. Now it was more of a pan-lump. "Whatever, I’ll eat that one, I guess," said to her.

"I love you, Joe," she said, beaming at me. I looked at her for a moment. She was wearing a little pink tank-top with the little "spaghetti straps" that show off the neck and shoulders, and a pair of the smallest, tightest little grey shorts you could ever imagine. I considered leaving the pancakes to burn and just having her for breakfast instead, but my body needed real food too.

"I love you too, Anna," I replied, "and you look great. But right now I’m busy cooking. Or aren’t you hungry?"

"Starving." She kissed my cheek again, and then set out plates and utensils while I finished making the pancakes. Once they were done, I served out several to each of us, with maple syrup. We were both ravenous, and we wolfed them down in no time flat. One thing I can say about really energetic sex on an empty stomach: it sure makes you hungry. We finished off our breakfast with twin glasses of grapefruit juice, and as I was about to clear the table, we were both shocked at what we suddenly saw through the kitchen window: our mom’s car pulling into the driveway.

Anna and I exchanged worried glances. I knew exactly what she was thinking, because I was thinking it too. It might as well have been written on our faces in big neon letters: "What if she’d come home an hour earlier?" The good thing was, she hadn’t, and the only evidence of anything was Anna’s wet shirt hanging up in the bathroom. That and, of course, the feelings we now had between us.

Our mom came into the house with a shout of "Hey guys! I’m home early!" before she realized that we were right there in the kitchen next to the door. She proceeded to explain to us that our aunt hadn’t been feeling well, so she had only stayed over for breakfast and a brief conversation (which for her meant an hour or more) before coming home.

"I hope you aren’t too disappointed," she said. "I know you guys were looking forward to a day without me here to bother you." She had no idea how right she was. I winked at Anna and she grinned.

"Well, you guys certainly are cheerful this morning," she continued. "I’ll try to stay out of your hair. I’ll be in my room doing some reading, maybe a little paperwork." She headed off to her room. Anna and I both cocked our heads up, listening for the sound of her bedroom door closing. The moment it did, we both breathed a huge sigh of relief. I don’t know what we were expecting, but I think at some level we both thought she would somehow be able to tell what had happened. Anna looked very disappointed by the latest turn of events, and I’m sure I did too. She made a cute little pouting face, sticking out her lower lip.

"No fair... I wanted to spend the day with my new secret boyfriend."

"Is that what I am?" I smiled at her.

"Of course. And I’m your secret girlfriend." She nuzzled her head against my shoulder. "And we’re so happy, and in loooove," she said, sounding for all the world like a lovestruck little schoolgirl, which I suppose is what she was. She tilted her head up to look up at my face and batted her eyes. I leaned down and kissed her lips, noting that she had put on some lip gloss. It tasted like raspberries. She suddenly broke off the kiss.

"We can’t be doing this right now," she said. She quickly kissed me on the lips, completely ignoring her own advice, then she leaned her head back on my shoulder. "Even though I really want to." I put my arm around her and we sat there for a while. She might have been relaxing, but I was thinking hard.

"I have an idea." She looked up at me. "Go downstairs and pick out a movie you’d like to watch. Well, sort of. Not something that you’d really pay a lot of attention to, just something that you wouldn’t mind seeing. I’ll meet you downstairs in a minute; I need to get something."

"What?" she asked, confused.

"Trust me on this one," I said, grinning. She went downstairs, and I walked over to the linen closet and found a lightweight but opaque blanket. As I came downstairs, she was just putting the video into the VCR (yes, we still have one). I closed the door behind me and told her to sit down on the couch. Picking up the remote, I went and sat next to her.

"What’s the blanket for?" she asked.

"You’ll see." I pressed the play button on the remote and the movie started. It was something by Disney, but I didn’t catch exactly which one it was, and frankly, I didn’t care. I pulled the blanked over us. We were completely covered from the shoulders down. We wouldn’t get too hot under it (well, not from the temperature, at least), because it was a very thin blanket, more of a sheet really. Also, the basement was always five to ten degrees cooler than the rest of the house.

"No one can see anything under the blanket," I explained.

"Yeah, I’d figured that out," she replied. "Cool idea, though. You think of everything." She kissed me lightly on the ear, but I stopped her from going any further.

"Nope. No kissing. We’ve got to stay under the blanket." I was only partly teasing. In the back of my mind I was worried sick about what might happen if our mom came in, but I just blocked that out, and promised myself to be careful.

"Fine," she said, playing at being grumpy. She stuck out her tongue out at me. "You do something."

"You’d better believe I will." I smiled at her. Under the blanket, my hand slid over to her thigh, and I rubbed it lightly. I ran my fingertips over her inner thigh and heard her breathe in sharply. Moving my hand up her leg and onto her tight little shorts, I cupped her sweet little pussy through the fabric and squeezed ever so lightly. This time she gasped more loudly. She leaned her head back against the couch pillow and just enjoyed herself. I think she might have been rubbing her nipples, but I couldn’t really tell, because the blanket was in the way. Which, of course, was the whole point. I slowly but surely snuck my hand beneath the elastic waistbands of her shorts and panties. Once again, my fingers touched the soft and tender flesh of her sweet sex. I ran a finger down the length of the slit.

"Ooooh!" she moaned, squirming against the seat. "I bet the guys at school don’t know how to do this." I was intrigued. What had she tried with the guys at school?

"Why would you say that?" I asked, never stopping my smooth caresses.

"Well, Julie’s boyfriend is pretty hot, and everything, but Julie–" she gasped as my fingers slid over her clit. "Julie says that he can’t make her feel good. She says that when they have sex it hurts, and he doesn’t last very long. He never gave her an orgasm."

She looked at "That’s not surprising," I said, rubbing her a little harder. "Younger guys don’t really know what they’re doing. Sex is about being tender, even when the act itself is very rough and energetic. That’s something that most girls seem to know, but that most guys have to learn." She nodded, understanding perfectly. "Young guys with no experience only care about themselves. The trick to good lovemaking is for each person to focus on giving the other one pleasure." At the word ‘pleasure’ I slipped a finger into her up to the first knuckle, and she squealed. She gazed at me with those big beautiful eyes.

"More, please," she murmured. I grinned, and slipped the finger in deeper. I started slowly fucking her with it, sliding it in and out, feeling the walls of her pussy gripping at it. At the same time, I used my thumb to manipulate her hard little clit. By now she was panting heavily with each thrust of my fingers, rocking her little body against my hand. I leaned over and whispered into her ear.

"Anna, I want you to know something. I’ve been in love with you for a very long time. Since I was your age, I think. I wanted you so badly that it hurt."

"Really?" she managed to say between gasps.

"Really and truly," I whispered back. "It was never about sex. It was about love. I wanted you so much, but I never told you, and I never tried anything. I didn’t want to hurt you."

"I know, you’d never hurt me," she said, moaning a little now.

"But now that we’re together," I continued, "I can show you how I feel. There’s so much I want to show you. I love you so much." I’d like to say that she came right then, but no one has timing that good. But she was moaning louder now, and I began to worry that our mom might hear, if she happened to walk past the stairs. I decided the best way to keep her quiet was to kiss her, and so I did. She kissed me back, moaning into my mouth, her tongue teasing mine.

She tensed up and cried out as her orgasm began. Her cry was mostly muffled by our kiss, but it was still louder than was probably safe. I didn’t care. I was here with my beautiful little sister. I loved her and she loved me, and I was going to make her feel good. That was all that mattered.

When it was over, I stopped kissing her and she lay back against the couch. I removed my hand from her pants and placed it on my lap. If anyone had come downstairs while I’d been kissing her, everything would have been over. All the same, I was in bliss, and she was somewhere far beyond that. She cuddled up against me and sighed happily.

"You’re the best big brother and the best secret boyfriend." I put an arm around her shoulder. It was a beautiful moment, one that I’ll never forget. But I needed to get a few things straight with her. I shut off the movie and turned to face her.

"You know that we can never tell anyone about this," I said to her.

"Of course not," she said to me. "You would go to jail, and I’d never see you again. No one would believe me if I said that I wanted you to do it..." She was silent for a moment. "But I did. And I still do. It’s not fair. I love you, Joe. I never want this to end." I was moved nearly to tears.

"I don’t either. I want to love you and love you and never stop. But sometimes we have to stop."

"Why?" She looked very sad, as if I’d said I didn’t like her anymore.

"Because it’s not safe. We could have easily been caught just now. We need a rule that we can’t do anything except when no one else is in the house." She nodded. "Of course, I’ll still love you all the time, I just won’t be able to show you how much I love you when other people are around."

"I know. It’s probably a good idea. But it doesn’t seem like we’d get much time together. By the time you get home from work, either Mom or Dad is usually home." She was right. My summer job ended at six, and the rush hour commute meant I got home at about seven. Our only chance to be together would be brief periods on the weekend, and the occasional night when both parents were out of the house. It didn’t sound like enough to me either. Of course, 24 hours a day for thirty years also didn’t sound like enough, but realism and love are not great bedfellows. Still, it seemed like a compromise was in order.

"Well, I suppose a kiss behind closed doors would still be safe." She smiled. "And sometimes I could take you out, someplace where no one would recognize us, or where we could be alone together."

She practically squealed with happiness. "You’d do that? Take me out somewhere? Like a date?"

"Of course," I said kissing her on the cheek. "You’re my secret girlfriend." We sat there on the couch together, quiet but happy, until she noticed what time it was. She gave me a quick kiss on the lips, and told me that she had to go over to a classmate’s house to work on a school project. She went upstairs to remind our mother that it was time to leave, and I was left sitting there, stunned by the events of the day.

I spent the rest of the day eagerly awaiting her return. Unfortunately, she had to stay late, and didn’t end up getting home until after dinner. There was really no chance for us to do anything that night, but I was aching to be with her again. I knocked on her bedroom door.

"Don’t come in!" she shouted. That had been her standard knee-jerk response to a knock on the door since she had turned 14. All teenagers like their privacy, I guess.

"It’s me, Anna," I said softly. Before I’d even finished speaking, the door opened. Had she been waiting for me to come by? The eager grin on her face told me that, yes, she had. I stepped in quickly, and she shut the door behind me, twisting the latch.

"I’ve been thinking about you all day," she said, taking the words out of my mouth. She giggled. "That’s why I had to spend so long working at Charlotte’s house. I was a little distracted."

"I know what you mean. I haven’t gotten anything done today... Except for you." She giggled again, and then we just stood and stared at each other, grinning like idiots. I suddenly noticed that she was only wearing her bra and panties. They were a matching set in pale blue, and oh-so-tight against her body. I remembered having seen them in the laundry basket on my laundry days, wondering what they would look like on her. Or off her.

"I have a confession to make," I said to her, taking her hands into mine. "Earlier, when I said that it was only about love, and not about sex... That wasn’t completely true." She looked at me, concerned, but I smiled at her. "It was maybe a little bit about sex." I pulled her body against mine and kissed her with a ferocious force of passion that I didn’t know I possessed. "You are just soooo fucking hot." She breathed a sigh of relief.

"You had me scared there for a minute. I thought you were going to say that you didn’t want to be with me after all."

"Don’t you ever think that, baby. I want to be with you all the time. Forever and ever." We kissed again. We both knew that there was no way for us to take it any further that night, so we parted ways and went to our rooms to go to sleep.

Although I usually masturbated before going to sleep (often thinking of her as I came), I did not touch myself that evening. It would have ruined the experience, made it seem just like another jack-off fantasy. But I had trouble getting to sleep. I was afraid that I would wake up and it would all have been a fantastic dream. Or that she would wake up the next morning with second thoughts, and call it off. Or worse, call the police. Eventually, though, my exhaustion caught up with me, and I drifted off into a deep sleep.

I awoke the next morning to find a wriggling naked goddess under my covers with me. She was caressing my chest with one delicate little hand, and with the other she was slowly jerking my already hard cock. I noticed that she had pulled my boxers off, and wondered how long she’d been in the bed. I can be a pretty heavy sleeper – I need three alarm clocks to wake me up. Or one sexy sister.

"Anna, what are you doing?" I hissed at her. I knew exactly what she was doing, and I was enjoying it immensely, but not so much the prospect of being caught and sent to prison. "Mom could walk in any time." She shushed me with a finger to my lips.

"Don’t worry. She went out for an errand. We have at least half an hour. There won’t be any time for this during the week, so I need this now, while we still have the chance." I thanked god for this extra little favor that had been bestowed on me, and ran a hand down Anna’s side, feeling the soft curves of her body.

"Does this mean that you’re still cool with all this?" I asked breathlessly.

"Cool with this, but hot for you," she whispered, and then smirked self-consciously at her cliche pun. "Please, make love to me again. I need you. I need to feel you inside of me." Our lips met in a soft embrace, and my hand found its way down to the soft opening of her little pussy. I ran my finger against the tender folds of flesh and she moaned into my mouth. She was already soaking. "Please," she whimpered again. I needed no further persuasion.

Laying on my back, I positioned her body over mine, and she guided my jutting cock to the entrance of her wet opening. She gasped as the head slipped in; she was just as tight as she had been the day before. Looking directly into my eyes, she suddenly sat down on my cock, taking the whole length into her pussy all at once. She winced, still not used to the feeling, but enjoying it. I put my arms around her and drew her to me, kissing her gently as I began to pump myself in and out of her. She rocked her hips back against me, twisting and grinding with tender force, and I suddenly didn’t mind all those times that I’d had to drive her to dance lessons.

Neither of us lasted long that morning. Her pussy was grabbing at my cock relentlessly, and I soon lost it, shooting my cum deep into her. This drove her over the edge, and suddenly she was cumming too. She cried out my name at the final moment, and then collapsed against me. We would have liked to stay in bed together, but our mom would be home soon, and we needed to get cleaned up. She got up off of me and stood up next to the bed. Her pussy was leaking from our fluids. Kissing me on the cheek, she said

"Thanks. That should last me until next time." She left the room, humming happily to herself, her cute little butt swaying in time with the tune. I stared, incredulously. What a fox. She had me: heart, soul, and body. Next time. Until next time. My god, I thought. I hope it’s soon.

 

As for me, I was in the best shape of my life. I’d finally achieved the six-pack I was after, and had the pecs and arms I’d worked so hard for. I wasn’t huge, but I was fit and defined. She had prepared an amazing dinner. After we ate, Bianca led me upstairs to the bedroom.

 

We sat down on the bed and started making out. As we kissed, she started unbuttoning my shirt. I stopped and looked over at the bedroom door.

 

“Did you hear something?” I asked.

 

She replied. “No. Relax. It’s your birthday.”

 

She started unbuttoning the rest of my shirt and pulled it out of my pants. She pulled it off me, firmly. She started kissing down my neck and shoulders, down to my chest, and nipples. I lay down on the bed, and she leaned over me, her long silky hair brushed against my naked torso.

 

She quickly unbuckled my belt and opened up my pants. I lifted my hips up as she yanked my pants and underwear down to my ankles. I quickly kicked them off and lay completely naked on the bed.

 

She stood up and slowly slipped out of her dress. As I suspected she wasn’t wearing any underwear. My cock was already semi-hard at the thought of what was going to happen next. Bianca leaned over and started licking the head of my growing dick.

 

“Yeah!” I heard a male voice howl in the doorway. I quickly turned to the door to see a group of naked people watching me. Beth and Julie, and Amy and Tom. Tom was already hard and stroking his dick. Amy’s hands were all over him.

 

“Happy birthday, Bobby!” Amy said.

 

Beth had long straight brown hair and piercing blue eyes. She could easily be a model or porn star, if she wanted to. Julie had long dirty blonde hair and pouty lips. Both women had perfect tits and hard nipples.

 

Bianca looked up from my penis and let the engorged head pop out of her mouth.

“Come on in, guys”, she said. She turned to me with a mischievous grin. “Happy Birthday, Honey.”

 

Tom and Amy stepped into the room and started making out, pressing their naked bodies against each other.

 

Beth and Julie came right up to the bed beside me as Bianca resumed sucking and licking my throbbing cock.

 

“Hey girls.” I said.

 

Julie leaned over and kissed me passionately. She smelled great.

“Hey Birthday Boy”, she said as she slipped down to her knees by the bed.

 

Beth ran her hands over my chest and nipples and up and down my abs, sending chills down my body. Beth leaned over and started licking and sucking on my nipples. I had no idea just how sensitive they were until she went at them with her tongue.

 

Bianca traded places with Julie, who started jerking me off hard, before going down on my stiff erection. “Aaaahhh…” I let out as she bobbed her head on my shaft. As I looked over, I saw Tom and Amy. They were watching. Amy was jerking Tom’s cock and they both had smiles on their faces. I smiled back, then closed my eyes and lay my head back.

 

The sucking stopped and I opened my eyes to see Beth take Julie’s place. Julie and Bianca both kneeled by the bed. Bianca kissed me and my neck and shoulders while Julie ran her hands across my tensing body.

 

I reached over and cupped Julie’s breasts. I gently squeezed and rolled them around in my palm. Then I pinched her nipples. Julie licked her way up my abs, between my pecs, and up to my mouth. We kissed deeply. Then Julie stepped back.

 

Beth straddled me and pushed her warm moist pussy down on my hard cock. As I slipped deeper into her pussy, she squealed. Then she slowly rode me. I reached over and grabbed her by the waist, guiding her up and down.

 

“Yeah, ride him, baby”, Bianca encouraged.

 

“How’s that feel, man?” Tom asked.

 

“Fuckin’ awesome,” I replied.

 

Julie and Bianca both took their turns riding me. They wouldn’t let me get on top, saying it was my birthday, and I shouldn’t have to do any of the work.

 

“It’s all about you, tonight, baby.” Julie said. The three of them started sucking on my cock and balls. They jerked me off and licked the head and shaft, down to my scrotum. Just looking down my body at these three hot girls going down on me was pushing me over the edge. Julie and Beth moved over beside me and just watched as Bianca continued her sucking. I grabbed the base of my dick. She did the same as she took most of it down her throat.

 

“Let it out, Bobby…” Beth said gently.

 

“Come on” Julie added “Cum all over her face.”

 

“Ah” I grunted as I grabbed my dick and started jerking off, slapping it against Bianca’s tongue and lips.

 

“Yeah!” Tom said as he and Amy looked on.

 

I looked around at the orgy in our own bedroom, then looked down at my loving wife as she waited for my cum. As I pumped my penis, every muscle in my body flexed and contracted.

 

I wrapped my hand around the base of my cock and balls. Bianca did the same.

 

“Oh…. fuck! Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, yeah!” I yelled out as I shot my load up into her mouth and all over her face. I was jerking so frantically, I shot cum up onto my abs and a stream slowly dribbled down my shaft. Bianca went to work, licking it all up.

 

I looked over to see Tom humping Amy against the wall. They were breathing heavily and I could tell he was cumming, too.

 

I lay down completely spent.

 

“Great party, Rob!” Tom said as he took Amy by the hand and left the room.

 

“Happy Birthday” Amy called out as they started down the stairs.

 

Beth and Julie each gave me a kiss as they stood up. They each ran a finger over my abs to swipe up drops of cum and sucked my juice off their fingers.

 

“Mmmm” they said as they left.

 

“Thanks girls, see you tomorrow.” Bianca said. She turned to me with a smile, then crawled up on top of me and just lay on top of me kissing me.

 

“Thank you…” I said.

 

“Your welcome, sweetie.” She said as she lay her head down on my chest, running her hands across my pecs.

 

It was a birthday I will never forget.

 

 

 

 

Daddy had told me to wear a cotton dress and no bra or panties, so I pulled it off over my head and stood there in my sandals. The doctor licked his lips. “I understand you’re not a virgin, so I won’t need to be careful with how I conduct your examination, will I? Not the way I am with young ladies. Your father tells me that you have significant sexual experience. He described it as active. So I don’t imagine having the instruments inserted will be disturbing.” He motioned toward the table.

“Take off your shoes and lie down there.” I did, and he reached for my hips, slid his hands under my buttocks, and pulled me toward him until my behind was right at the edge. Then he quickly swung the stirrups around and put my feet in them. I didn’t know what was supposed to happen under ‘normal’ circumstances, but the doctor wanted me to know this was different. He quickly wrapped my wrists in nylon straps attached to the underside of the table, then more straps around each ankle so my feet couldn’t come out of the stirrups. “I don’t do that as a rule either,” he said, “but I enjoy it when possible, and it makes my job so much easierm and rather more fun.” Then he pushed the stirrups back so far I didn’t think my legs could open any wider.” He stared at my exposed crotch for a long moment, smiling again. “Quite a nice picture when it's fully open.”

He got up and picked up the phone and rang his receptionist. “Will you send in Linda’s father,” he said. In less than a minute, my dad came into the room. His eyes lit up when he saw me spread open. “She looks better than I thought, Dan. Nice setup you have here. I’ve often thought about getting something like this. Makes a pussy so accessible, doesn’t it?”

“Yes,” said Dr. Field, moving to stand between my legs. “There still isn’t a lot of pubic hair. Thinking of keeping it shaved?”

“Possibly. A smooth, hairless cunt is always a nice change from the usual.”

“How long have you been using it?”

“A few months now. But she’s still tight. See for yourself.”

I realized my face was on fire. It was so incredibly embarrassing the way they stood there and talked about my pussy. Dr. Field snapped on a pair of rubber gloves and stood between my legs and parted my labia, none too gently. “Hmm, they look puffy. You’ve had her this morning, or a little punishment?”

“Both,” my Dad said. I find it’s important to alternate pain and pleasure so that the two become completely connected. They need a little pain to get to the pleasure. . . . basic submissive personality.”

The doctor nodded and suddenly inserted his fingers. I gasped and they both laughed. “You’re quite right,” said the doctor. “And it’s still nice and snug.” He wiped his gloved fingers on my thigh, and walked around the table, and grabbed a breast in each hand and mashed them against my chest, squeezed them hard, then tweaked the nipples between his rubber-covered fingers until I made a slight sound.  “Seem healthy. I think these tits will get quite a bit larger. Her mother’s are impressive as I recall.”

“Cow udders,” said my Dad. “And very entertaining. I know you enjoyed them.”

“I certainly did. Your wife takes to tit discipline very well.” Dr. Field continued to roughly massage my breasts. The feel of the rubber gloves was making my nipples get hard. “We might even try some hormone therapies I’ve been working on. Has excellent results on tit size and libido. Makes the girls very hot. I take it you like the tits fairly large.”

Daddy chuckled. “I don’t think this little slut needs much encouragement in the libido department, but I wouldn’t mind if her titties were bigger. There’s not enough to really grab and slap around. And I like tying them off at the base, making them bulge out. Of course, there’s always breast enlargement. We’ll see when they’re fully grown. Test the nipple length, will you?”

“Of course. The doctor opened a drawer and took out two tiny rubber bands. He grabbed a nipple and pulled it taut, then wrapped the rubber band around it several times until it was really tight. Then he treated the other one the same way. They immediately became swollen and tingly. The doctor took a tiny ruler from his pocket, measured, and then made a note on the chart. “Not very long, but you can work on those, too. With that and some augmentation you can have a customized model.” He  went back to his spot between my legs. “I wonder how such a young fresh pussy tastes.”

“Be my guest,” said Dad. “Anything you want, it’s yours.”

Dr. Field sat on his stool, leaned in and I felt his hot tongue ramming into my slit. My dad went around to the head of the table. “Doesn’t this have that special attachment,” he asked, "I've got a stiff one here." The doctor nodded, then stopped tongue-fucking my pussy for a moment.

“That lever on your right, just pull it to one side.” When my father did that, the top half of the table suddenly lowered until my head was hanging down. Daddy instantly pulled out his cock and stuck it in my mouth. “Yes,” he said, I’m going to have to get myself one of these.”

“And I’m going to get myself one of these,” said the doctor, indicating my pussy. “Perhaps if you run across the right sort in your practice.”

“I’ll keep an eye out.” Dad stroked himself in and out of my mouth without paying attention to me at all. “But surely you get a few sluts through the office door.”

“True, but it’s more trouble than it’s worth. Watching them for signs of whether they’re enjoying the exam, and slipping them a little injection so they won’t remember. Thanks for that pharmaceutical you gave me by the way. Works wonders. But they’re so out of it, it’s really not that much fun violating them. On the other hand, when they get the antidote and find themselves lying on the table with a nurse sitting beside them, they always assume their cunts are sore because of the speculum.” He went back to licking my pussy, driving his long tongue inside me. Then I felt his gloved finger at my asshole.

“The backdoor still virgin?” he asked Dad, who was casually stroking himself in my mouth. Not once had either of them spoken to me directly and it was such an odd sensation. I might have been part of the table itself for all they paid attention to me.

“I’ve been holding off on that for a special treat,” he said. “But a finger is fine. When I fuck a pussy, I like feeling it from the other side with my finger.”

“Well first we’ll do the exam, and then explore a little further.” He picked up a metal object off the table. “I’m afraid it’s bit a cold,” he said, “bit I imagine she’s hot enough on the inside already. And we don’t need any lubrication. There’s already enough present” He spread my cunt lips and pressed this cold, hard thing into me, and began cranking it open. Then he looked inside me, and stuck something in there for some kind of test. “Looks healthy, and she’ll make a good breeder. Any plans in that direction?”

My stepfather said, “No, too many complications. Maybe when she’s older. For now I want her on birth control. I like cumming in her mouth, but filling her cunt is good, too. I’ve been careful, but I don’t want to have be bothered about dates on the calendar.”

“I’ll give you samples when you leave so you can get her started right away, but it takes a little time be effective.” He pulled the metal instrument out.

“Stretched a bit now. You don’t mind if I . . .” the doctor motioned toward my spread cunt.

“No, I meant it. Enjoy yourself.

Dr. Field stood up, and unzipped his pants. I felt the unmistakable sensation of a cock against my pussy.

“I’ll use a different sort of ‘instrument’ for this part of the exam,” he chuckled. “I call this the cock suitability test.”

“Believe me, that’s one suitable pussy. And having it firmly secured in place makes it even better. I take it she’s wet.”

“Dripping,” said the doctor. And he rammed himself in without any further earning. I was stunned and almost choked on Daddy’s thick cock in my throat. But they quickly worked out a rhythm between them.

“So, doctor. How many of your patients ask for the special treatment?”

“A small selective group, very submissive, usually they’re sexually frustrated. I make sure to schedule at least one of those sort every day or so for my convenience. And I have a specific nurse who sits in on those sessions. That way they can’t go back on their consent to having the special treatment.”

“You bind the tits, and what else?”

“Oh, it depends,” replied Dr. Field, ramming his dick deeper and deeper into me. I tell them what nasty whores they are while they suck me, and if it seems appropriate they get to eat my nurse’s pussy, too. The ones who like getting ass-fucked are especially enjoyable. I can adjust the table and tie them face down so it’s very accessible.” The doctor was stroking harder and faster. He reached his fingers into a jar of cream on the stand next to the table, and rudely inserted his thumb in my ass. It felt weird, but good. I felt so full. Then the doctor flicked started flicking my clit and I couldn't help but moan with pleasure. My dad picked up his pace and squeezed the base of his cock. I knew he’d fill my mouth any minute. They both blew their cum into me at about the same time.”

“Hmm,” said the doctor. “Not bad at all. And I think I’ll give her a good syringing and some spermicide just to be on the safe side.” He inserted a thin tube in my pussy and turned on a valve. Cold water poured into me, and I arched off the table. “Oh, a little chilly is it?” the adjusted it and then it was too hot, but I didn’t dare complain. He took a bottle from a shelf with a narrow neck, like a ketchup squeeze bottle at the diner, and squired something inside that stung a little. “That ought to do it,” and he came around to the head of the table. “Clean off my dick,” he said. “We’ll see how your tonsils are,” and he laughed at his own joke. Once I’d performed to his satisfaction, he said something to my stepfather I couldn’t quite here. Dad nodded and the doctor pressed a button on his intercom. Moments later the door opened and the nurse walked in. I was mortified as she looked me over like a piece of meat.

“Having a pleasant time, doctor,” she asked, smiling at him.

“Indeed. Our new patient is quite satisfactory.” The nurse walked between my legs and to my shock, began fingering me. She looked at my stepfather. “When you think the time is right, I’d be happy to expand her education.”

“Why not now,” he said, obviously pleased with the idea.

“How would you like me to do it?” she asked.

“I think if you straddle her face, I’ll fuck your lovely cunt and she can lick my cock and your pussy at the same time.”

So I got my first taste of pussy. I was truly mortified. It was also the first time I’d been treated so completely impersonally. And still I have to admit it made me so very hot inside. She lowered her shaved pussy over my mouth and I licked it, a bit tentatively at first, but she told me to get my fuckin tongue up her snatch and get it wet for my Dad. Then he stood on a stool or something and slid his dick into her. I could easily lick both, and I did. When he was ready to come he pulled out of her and shot his load down my throat. Then she ground her pussy and clit into my mouth until she came, too.

The last humiliation is that they left me there tied to the table for maybe half an hour while they all left the room. The doctor took a battery operated dildo from a cabinet, stuck it in me, and turned it on before they left.

It wasn’t until a few years later that I discovered the doctor had his exam rooms wired with surveillance cameras, and sold the resulting films on various porn networks. So everything I’d done was on film, especially me writhing around on the table trying to cum from the vibrator in me. My Dad finally came back, and walked over to the table. He reached for my clit. “You want to cum, bitch? You want to cum really bad, don’t you?”

“Yes, Daddy, Please.”

He stared at me for a moment. “I suppose, since you’ve behaved yourself.” And he roughly pinched and rubbed my clit. By then I was so hot I didn’t car how hard he did it. And I came, out loud. He kept it up, fucking me with the dildo and rubbing my clit, making me cum in wave after wave, until I thought I would faint.

“Very good.” He unfastened the straps. “now put your dress back on, and leave those bands on your nipples. I like how they stick out.”

I was pretty embarrassed walking out of the office and down the street with these pointy nipples bulging out my thin cotton dress, but Dad enjoyed it obviously. It also explained why we’d taken the train instead of driving. He made sure every man on the train got a good look at my bulging nipples and even raised my skirt so this one gangbanger sort of black guy in the seat across from us could get a good shot of my pussy. He lowered his sunglasses and stared between my legs. Then he licked his lips and lewdly rubbed the bulge in his jeans. “You sellin’ that?” he asked my stepfather.

“Just showing it off for now,” he replied. “But if you’d like to give me your cell number, I’d be happy to let you know when you can have some. . . free, of course. She’s such a slut, she’d fuck any cock I put in front of her.”

Again my face was on fire. There I was standing by my stepfather while he fingered me in front of a total stranger. This obviously was what he meant by continuing my training. The black guy stood up, looked around to see that no one else in the car was close enough to see, and joined us. He gave my father a business card. “Piece like this worth some serious cash,” he said. “You wanna do business, lemme know. But I’ll be happy just to give her a taste of hard black meat.” He tweaked my distended nipples. “nice,” he said. “Maybe some little gold rings. All my ho’s got little rings. Down there,too,” he added, cupping my pussy and squeezing it hard in his enormous hand. “You let me know, business or pleasure. . . . anytime. I’ll do the bitch.”

He got off at the next stop and I sat there blushing furiously.

My stepfather was obviously having a very good time. “Linda, my little fuckslut,” he whispered. “I know you’re embarrassed, but I also know your hot fuckhole is dripping pussy juice. You see, that’s just what you like. Born to be a fucktoy, girl.”

“Would you really let him have me,” I asked nervously.

“Well, not permanently,” he said. “But yes, I’d let him use you, for my own amusement of course. He seems very well endowed, and you’ll have to learn to take any size dick in that sweet snatch. That’s your job.”

When we got home, he spanked me hard for enjoying my doctor’s exam so much, and then told my brother all about it, in front of me. He finished the story by showing Derek my wrapped nipples. He pulled on them while I sucked his cock.

“You know, Dad,” he said. “I’m fuckin’ glad mom married you.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

If my life were a film it would be pretty boring through most of it so I’ll just fast forward to when things changed. At the age of 21 I moved into a house round the corner from Hannah and her family so I spent more time with the family as they were about the only people that I knew in the area. I still didn’t take a lot of notice of Hannah herself though I grew to detest her half sister who was a complete bitch. When their older brother moved out I continued to go round to see the family and play with their dogs as I wasn’t allowed one of my own. By the time Hannah was 13 I was 28 and a trusted friend of the family, with my own key to let myself in if no one was home. It was around then that I started taking a bit more notice of Hannah, I was out of work again and suffering with depression so I spent a lot of time playing with the dogs because they cheered me up.

As I spent time round the house I saw a lot of Hannah and began to realise that she was quite lonely and very shy though we both had a passion for the dogs which gradually began to get us talking. She was very hard work to talk to. She often stopped conversations dead and never started a conversation. I had to do most of the talking to start with. Slowly she began to open up to me though and we became friends. Shortly after Hannah’s fourteenth birthday her grandmother was taken ill and died quite suddenly. Being the kind of soft hearted guy I am and being her best friend I rushed round to comfort her as soon as I found out. For the first time I enfolded her in a hug as I let her cry without saying anything.

Holding such a perfect young woman in my arms had the same effect on me as it has on most men, I got an erection though I had never thought of Hannah in that way. I knew that she couldn’t fail to notice my problem though it embarrassed me. I was careful to try and hide it though I knew that she stopped breathing for a moment or two before she gave a huge shuddering sigh and snuggled into me more. That night I couldn’t sleep for thinking of that sigh and how good it had felt to hold her, it was the first time that I had ever thought of her in any kind of way other than just my sweet little Hannah, the young woman who was more like a sister to me than a friend.

The more I thought about her tall thin body against mine the harder I got. I tossed and turned in bed both trying to ease my hardon and trying not to think of Hannah. In the end I gave in and jerked myself off as I fantasised about what it would be like to have her in my bed. In the morning of course I was disgusted with myself, after all it wasn’t like anything could come of it, she was still underage and probably wouldn’t be interested in me anyway.

I first began to wonder if I was wrong at the funeral, Hannah had saved me a seat in the family section at the crematorium. My seat somehow ended up being next to hers and although she was careful about not getting caught by anyone else, her hand often brushed mine, especially when we were sharing a hymn book. After the service at the crematorium there was one of those strange tense party things for the family to which I was also invited. I was trying to convince myself that the brief touches and little coy looks out of the corner of her eye had been in my head and all innocent. The excuse for my invite to go back to theirs after the funeral had been that they needed someone to look after the dogs and keep them quiet while everyone was there but Hannah spent very little time with her family, opting instead to spend her time with me and the dogs in the back room.

I was just succeeding in convincing myself that I was wrong about the things that Hannah had been doing when she stood behind me and I could swear I could feel her touching the scar on my arm. I turned quickly and just caught the movement of her hand as she snatched it away from its contact with me. In my head my eyebrows rose and I added another note to the growing mental list of subtleties she was putting out.

Nothing else happened that day and I was beginning to convince myself that I had been wrong again when I was round to dog sit while Jean (Hannah’s mother) was covering an extra shift at work. I came out of the bathroom and walked smack into Hannah, nearly bowling her down the stairs, I hadn’t really expected her to be home from school but it was just because I hadn’t thought about it. As I walked into her and she unbalanced I automatically grabbed hold of her to stop her from falling down the stairs. She grabbed onto me too and although it restored her balance neither of us let go. It took me a moment to realise that my hand was just under her arm, almost touching her breast and she was making no move to get it away. She was flushed and I felt awkward as she looked me in the eye and smiled so sweetly I would swear I could see a halo round her head.

“Thanks.” She said and let go of me. I gently let go of her making sure that she wasn’t going to fall and then she giggled, blushed, and darted into her room.

She was downstairs again soon after this to make herself a cup of tea. The dogs were both snoring in their boxes and there was very little for me to do so I sat and watched the TV while Hannah sat at the dining room table and pretended to do her homework. My eyes were half on her and half on the TV when I realised that from where I was sitting I could see right up her short school dress all the way to the crotch of her purple panties. She must have caught me looking because she suddenly asked if I could help her with her homework. I leant over her and explained the sum to her as she leant her head on my shoulder and without thinking I leant my hand on her opposite shoulder. I stood there as she did the next sum and then I massaged her shoulders a little as she did the third. Satisfied that she had got the idea of how to do the sums I left her to it and returned to the TV deliberately putting myself in such a position that the distracting sight of her panties wasn’t in my line of view.

Ten minutes went by before Hannah suddenly threw down her pencil and announced that she was bored.

“What you don’t finish today you’ll have to do in the morning though.” I told her and she just smiled at me.

“Its ok, I’ll finish it later but I want you to talk to me for a bit.”

“What do you want to talk about then?” I agreed, flicking the TV off with the remote control.

“We haven’t played the question game for a while.” She said after thinking for a moment. The question game was a form of truth or dare that I had played with her from time to time it had never been all that thrilling a game having no real bite to it as it was basically truth or dare without the dare but I was happy to play along, I always found it harder to come up with dares that I could give her than it was to come up with truth questions.

Ok, I’ll start. Let me see…” I pretended to think while I ordered a row of questions in my mind. “If you could go anywhere in the world for one day where would you go?” I asked.

“The sea side.” She replied as quickly as she could. I raised an eyebrow and she laughed. “I just like the sea ok?” She justified her answer.

“Ok. I didn’t say anything.” I smiled holding up my hands as though I were surrendering “Your question.”

“Ummm, where’s your favourite place in your house?”

“My bed.” I told her with a little hesitation. I wasn’t lying to her but I was wondering if it was a wise answer.

“Mmm, mine too, it’s the most comfy place.” I saw the child in her for a moment and I berated myself for thinking there was anything more to the question.

“If you were offered a cigarette would you have a go at it?” I asked knowing what schools were like and trying to ask questions that she wouldn’t think anything of rather than the ones I half wanted to ask.

“Nope.” She answered flatly and went on to her question, “Who was your last girlfriend?”

“Lucy. We broke up just after I got fired… Have you ever had a boyfriend?”

“No. Have you kissed anyone since you were going out with Lucy?” I got the impression that she didn’t want to answer questions so much as work up to something that she wanted to ask so wondering where she was heading with the game I continued to play along.

“No. Well not like that anyway, I’m guessing that kissing my granny goodbye doesn’t really count.” She giggled a girly giggle and shook her head. So I turned the question back on her. “Have you ever thought of kissing someone?” She flushed a little and bit her lip slightly as she nodded once. She gave me no time to wonder though as she blurted out her next question.

“Would you kiss me?” I wasn’t sure if it was a request or a question but I thought it was probably what she had been building up to.

“Would you like me to?”

“No fair, you can’t answer a question with another question.” She complained and sprang across the room to hit me on the arm. As she hit me I grabbed her arm, spun her a little so that she landed in my lap and I kissed her forehead lightly.

“That enough answer for you?” I demanded.

“Nope. I meant a real kiss.” She whispered with a soft look in her eyes. So I kissed her on the lips softly but fully. She put her arm around my neck and wriggled a little to get more comfortable as though she wanted to stay like that forever. I broke the kiss and expected her to get off my lap but instead she snuggled into my shoulder smiling.

“Why did you want me to kiss you?” I asked, rapidly doing complicated math in my head to try and stop my erection which I know she had to feel already.

“Coz.” She replied though it was no answer really. “Do you really like me?”

“You know I do. You’re my boo. Where did that come from?”

“I just wondered. Have you ever had sex?”

“Yes.” I was cautious not sure what was coming next but beginning to realise that the kiss hadn’t been what she was working up to at all but she was still working up to something more. “Why does that matter though?”

“My friend told me that a couple of months ago her and her boyfriend did it for the first time and that she was surprised I hadn’t because she said that after funerals every one does.”

“Well it doesn’t quite work like that.” I told her. “Not every one does have sex after a funeral.”

“But your whatsit got hard so you wanted to.”

“Mmmm, not quite. Sometimes when they have a pretty woman in their arms a bloke can’t help it.”

“Like now?” She demanded and blushed a little realising that I had been trying not to let it be obvious.

“Yea kind of.” I told her.

“At school they said that when a guy puts it in a woman, she’ll have a baby. Is that true? Katie doesn’t seem to be pregnant.” I laughed a little before I explained.

“Its not quite that simple. It has to be at the right time of the month and things like that.”

“So if you put your whatsit in me then I wouldn’t get pregnant?” I was a bit surprised by the wording of her question but I knew that I would have to finish what I had started and more than half of me wanted to see where this was leading.

“No. There are ways to stop you from getting pregnant.”

“And it feels good right? At school they told us it would hurt and that it was wrong but Katie said it was the best thing ever.”

“Errm.” I was somewhat annoyed with the school for not teaching properly so they were scaring the kids but I was also a bit flustered that I was having to explain it all properly whilst having her thin frame curled up on my lap which was definitely distracting. “I believe that the first time can hurt but after that it’s better than anything you have ever felt before. But you don’t need to have sex to feel that.” I tried to edge round the subject knowing that if this went on much longer then I would end up showing her rather than just telling her.

“Katie told me about that too, she said that sometimes instead of having sex her boyfriend just licks her. I don’t really understand that but she said it’s as good as sex.” I smiled at her realising that she didn’t understand what her friend had told her. “I don’t really know what’s so good about someone’s tongue on you, I tried licking my arm and it didn’t feel good at all.”

“She meant that he licks her pussy.” I corrected her knowing that things were getting out of hand. Her hand instinctively covered her crotch for a second as she thought about it.

She was sliding off my knee slowly and I had been waiting for her to get off my lap again but now it got to the point where I had to do something or she’d suddenly end up on the floor. I slid one arm under her legs and hoisted her further onto my lap. The only problem with that was that she was then pinning both my arms down, one under her back and one suspiciously close to her butt. I couldn’t move either arm but could move my fingers which I used to tickle her bare leg a little in a random pattern. She shivered a little but didn’t stop me as my fingers roamed in their random pattern occasionally touching the very edge of her knickers.

“Why are you asking me about all of this anyway?” I asked her, filling up a silence that threatened to settle.

“They said at school that it was something that you do with people that you love. And there’s no one else really that I can ask too many things about. If I ask at school, they’ll make fun of me for being naïve, if I ask my parents they will get all mad with me. Who else can I ask?”

“You’re trying not to ask me something else aren’t you?” I said, knowing where she was heading with all this talk but being mean and making her ask outright. She looked scared for a moment and then blushed and looked away. Before she finally spoke.

“Well Katie says they’re teaching us all wrong at school and that I’m missing out, so I need to learn properly. I thought that you are my best friend so if you knew about it then perhaps you could teach me properly.”

“You know that you’re asking me to break the law don’t you?”

“Why?”

“The law says that you can’t have sex until you are 16. So if I were to help you I could get into a lot of trouble.”

“I want you to teach me though and you’ve broken the law before.”

“Aye I have but not when there was so much at stake. If I help you then you need to promise me a few things.”

“Go on, I’ll promise anything.”

“First of all, you can’t go round telling everyone. If anyone says anything to the authorities then I’ll never get to see you again and I’ll be locked up for a long time.”

“I promise I won’t tell, what else?”

“You have to promise me that you will tell me when you’re having your period so that we can make sure you don’t get pregnant.”

“Ok. Anything else?”

“You have to think carefully about it one more time, if you have even the slightest doubts then you have to tell me because once we start you won’t be bale to take it back.”

“I have thought about it lots. I’m sure it’s what I want.” She smiled and I knew that I was caught like a fish on a hook, I couldn’t back out now. I leaned in and kissed her lips softly again.

“If you’re really sure then I’ll have to help you.” I offered when we broke the kiss not really knowing what else to say. She yipped with joy and hugged me tight around my neck.

“What’s first?” She demanded.

“First you have to understand that different men like different things, I can only teach you what I like.”

“Ok, tell me what you like then.”

“I like things to be slow and romantic, so perhaps I should show you how to kiss first.”

“But I know how to kiss, we already kissed.” I smiled at her and shook my head, I moved in for another kiss and she eagerly met my lips. It took her a moment to realise that although our lips were meeting I was also licking her lips slightly, pushing my tongue out to probe her lips and seek an opening. Her lips parted slightly as she moved to renew the kiss and my tongue darted into her mouth to slide over her teeth. She caught on quickly and opened her mouth to let my tongue in and tentatively she used her own tongue to wrestle with mine. To say that she was a natural kisser would be an understatement. She was amazing, her tongue wrestled with mine in a frenetic dance that thrilled us both. I had kissed girls before but none had taken to French kissing the way Hannah did, I didn’t want to stop kissing her.

The kiss finally ended and I stared into her pale blue eyes completely hooked. I had known that I would do anything for her but I had thought that there might be limits to what I would do. Now I knew that she was like a drug to me and I had to have more. She smiled and gave me an expectant look, clearly asking what the next lesson was but not using words. I think it was then that I decided to use every trick I could possibly think of and take her to the highest height of pleasure I could possibly get her to. I leaned in to kiss her again and she tried to meet my lips but I avoided hers and planted small kisses over her cheek and down to her neck where I nuzzled her, kissing her softly, tracing the contour of her jaw with the very tip of my tongue and very gently nipping her with my teeth. I could feel her rapid little breaths on my own neck as I explored the hollow of her neck. I wriggled my hand out from underneath her legs and traced delicate patterns on her thigh for a while as I unhurriedly explored her throat, neck and face with my lips, from time to time returning to her lips and stealing another taste of her mobile tongue.

I took my time with her and didn’t hurry things, taking no account of time, I knew I had plenty of time, Jean wouldn’t finish her shift till 6pm. It seemed to take forever before I started to move my hand up her body, at fist to her arm and then her chin where I traced the line of her throat, barely touching her but with the lightest of feather light touches tracing her neck, her collar bones and the edge of her shirt. It took her a moment or two to realise that although I was still kissing her I had stopped trailing my fingers over her and started to undo the buttons on her shirt, I had the first one undone and was moving onto the second by the time she realised what I was doing and tried to lean back and help.

She found that she couldn’t lean back and maintain our kiss at the same time which frustrated her so she broke the kiss and leaned back, undoing her own buttons as fast as she could so that she could rejoin our kiss. I was amused by her urgency and though I didn’t intend to rush things didn’t stop her. The same instant the last button on her shirt was undone she put her hands behind my head and brought us together for another kiss where she attacked my mouth with her own with a ferocity that I hadn’t expected. My hand roamed freely over her belly and ribs which made her shiver and squirm slightly as it tickled, I avoided her breasts for a while though I traced my fingers up near them often, keeping her guessing as to where they would go next. When I eventually closed my hand over one of the small, bra clad, breasts she sighed and renewed the urgency of her kisses.

Her breast was a little less than a handful and firm, the material of her bra not stopping me from manipulating it but still holding it. I traced the edges of her bra with my fingers and softly massaged her breast as best I could through her bra. She murmured small little moans of approval as I massaged her breast and covered my hand with hers to indicate that I should continue when I stopped. I had other plans though and slid my hand out from under hers and slipped it back under her legs. She thought that I was stopping and made a noise of complaint as she continued to kiss my neck. Instead of stopping though I heaved us both up out of the chair and softly as I could sank us both down to the floor. I sat her down on the carpet and knelt next to her as I allowed my hand to travel up her body from her legs again, this time as I got to her belly though I allowed it to run around her back and join my other hand at her back where I quickly unsnapped her bra clasp. I laid her back and with one arm propping myself up lay on my side next to her.

I took my time gliding my fingers up her torso again and teased her slightly making my caresses aproach her breasts again and then leave the area, gradually getting closer. When I moved my hand up under her now loose bra and closed my hand around the flesh dome of her breast for the first time I thought that I was in heaven. Her skin was so smooth and soft, her nipples erect and hard. I massaged her breast for a moment before tickling her nipples with the edge of a nail, she almost stopped breathing for a moment before she panted for breath as though she’d been running. I couldn’t help myself, as I switched my hand to her other breast I started kissing my way across her collar bone and down. I hooked her bra down with my thumb and kissed between her breasts before trailing up one with my tongue and clamping my lips around her nipple. She moaned aloud for the first time and clasped my head to her breast so hard that it dug my teeth in the insides of my lips and hurt a little though I didn’t mind. I flicked her nipple with my tongue and she began to wriggle, squirming around as her body was assaulted by new sensations. I pushed back against her hands and moved to the other breast, sucking it into my mouth as though I were a hungry baby.

I alternated between her breasts making sure that neither was neglected, enjoying the taste of her young flesh, attending both as thoroughly as I knew how. The next move I knew was going to be a big one and I was half afraid that it would put an end to the fantasy but when I stopped attending her breasts she made a noise of disappointment which encouraged me. I let go of her bra and carefully began to pull the sleeves of her shirt as I returned to her lips for another of the electric kisses that she was so natural at.. She broke the kiss and sat up, I thought that the fantasy was over and that she was bringing everything to a shuddering halt. Instead she feverishly tore off her shirt and bra, throwing them aside and clasping my head to guide me back to her breasts as she lay back again.

I gladly returned to teasing her pencil end sized nipples as my finger tips began to glide over her skin again, tweaking and massaging one breast while my lips teased and sucked on the other. Then gliding lightly over her stomach in random little patterns which weren’t quite so random as they seemed. Gradually my fingers got lower and lower down her belly, past her beautiful belly-button and on untill I was playing around the edge of her grey school skirt.

I intended to tease her and continue to arouse her before I did anything near her love box but she couldn’t wait. She let go of my head with one hand and grabbed my hand, guiding it squarely onto her crotch where she held it and rubbed herself against it with small little thrusts of her hips. I was pleased she knew what she wanted even if she didn’t know how really to go about it yet. I massaged her crotch as she began to thrust against my hand more, the material of her skirt gliding over the material of her panties smoothly. I wanted to arouse her more but I knew I would have to move at her pace rather than the pace I set so I let up on her breasts and pulled away from her, looking at all of her half naked body for the first time.

She didn’t understand why I had stopped, she looked as though she thought she had something wrong but I didn’t let her wonder for long. I pulled my tee-shirt over my head and cast it aside to where her shirt and bra were heaped, then using both my hands I lifted her butt slightly so that I could find the zipper on her skirt, I undid it and whipped the skirt down in one movement leaving her clad only in her panties. The dark patch of damp on the gusset of her panties was already quite large and glistening with her juices. Dumping her skirt on the pile of other clothes I gripped her legs and dragged her into a new position, where I was between her legs but her knees were in the air. I wasted only a little time looking at her before I stretched out again and lay with my head between her legs, in just the right position for my mouth to connect with the source of her damp panties.

She was surprised and delighted when I started to kiss her inner thighs and soon closed my lips on the damp part of her panties, sucking, licking and kissing all I could. She seemed to be having trouble catching her breath, and her hips thrust into my face uncontrollably. She had no idea what I was doing but that it was the best thing she had ever felt. As her thrusts became almost feverish I pulled aside the material of her panties and for the first time saw the brush of soft, light brown hair that surrounded her pussy, I didn’t wait or take much of a look though the sight of her hair matted with her own juice and my saliva is something that I’ll never forget. I dove in and made contact with her pussy lips directly, nothing between us at all as I kissed, caressed and slurped at them, pushing my tongue between them from time to time.

I was going all out to make it the best experience for her as I lapped at her pussy and found her clit. I treated it as I had her nipples, flicking it, sucking it and generally doing my damnedest to arouse her more. I soon got what I was waiting for. She suddenly started telling me to stop and when I asked why she told me that she felt like I was going to make her wet herself. I stopped briefly and used the time to take her panties off then I told her that it didn’t matter and dove back in. She writhed, wriggled and squirmed about making it hard to keep contact with her clit though I did my best until she let out a small scream and came for the first time in her life. She stiffened as she came, every muscle in her body taught and rigid, her back arched and she stopped breathing as pleasure she had never known could exist washed through her senses.

I held her at her high by lapping up everything I could from her pussy and then I let her come down. As she was coming down I moved up next to her again, her muscles went loose again and she collapsed into my arms, melting in body and soul as I kissed her softly. She began to breathe again in short little gasps, sweat beading her brow and top lip. Eventually she responded to my embrace and my kisses, softly kissing me back and holding me close to her.

“That was amazing.” She finally breathed. “I never knew how it would feel. I feel so good, thank you.” I kissed her forehead and smiled.

“That’s just part one.” I whispered back to her and she looked at me with surprise, her gorgeous pale blue eyes wide.

“You mean it gets better?” She squeaked, not sure that she could believe me.

“Yes, much better.” I smiled back “You sure you want to go on? We can always leave it till another time.”

“I want it now.” She demanded which suited me because I would have been very frustrated to have had to leave things there.

My hand glided down her back and around to my belt. She caught on quickly and moved to help me undo my jeans. She giggled a little nervously as she saw her first “adult” dick with hair spiked all over the balls and a large blue vein running its length.

“I’ve never seen one like that before. I saw a boy from my class once but it wasn’t like that. Can I touch it?” I didn’t reply but I took her hand and placed it on my dick, gently curling her fingers around it in my hand and holding her hand around it as I showed her how to move her hand against it. With her hand in mine I rubbed my solid member for a moment. She marvelled at the soft yet hard feel of it.

“Mmmm, that’s great baby.” I said feeling her get the rhythm of it “Its not what I actually wanted to show you though.”

“I saw in one of Danny’s mags a woman with it in her mouth, is that what you want me to do?” She asked.

“What were you doing reading Danny’s mags?” I demanded with mock severity and the hint of a laugh in my voice.

“It was on the floor open at that page, I just saw it.” She said innocently though I didn’t quite believe her.

“No sweetie, I was to show you what it was made for.” I didn’t give her a chance to ask anything else, I took her hand off my dick and rolled her onto her back so I was above her though I was careful not to actually lay on her. Then I carefully placed the tip of my cock on her pussy which was still slick with my spit and her juices. I allowed my hips to put pressure on my dick and watched it nuzzle into her pussy lips, slowly spreading them open.

It took a supreme effort of willpower not to just plunge straight in but I allowed it to go slowly and let her get used to the intruder. I stopped for a long moment when the tip of my dick was just inside her pussy lips, barely in her hole. She seemed to be a little uncomfortable but not in pain and she said it felt good. I allowed her to get used to the feeling of something extra inside her while I asked her if she was sure she wanted what was coming. She nodded and I pushed in further, feeling her tight pussy clamp around me. I pulled back and pushed in again going in millimetres extra each time untill I hit her barrier, I could feel it at the end of my dick and I paused again, pulled almost completely out and then leaned forward and kissed her lips as I dropped the weight of my hips. My dick shot into her like a bolt being run home, It ripped through her hymen and I was in half way before she could say anything.

She bit my lip so hard that she drew blood as I ripped through her hymen and she held her breath as she tried to get used to the pain. Tears ran down her cheeks freely but she didn’t make a sound. It seemed like an age that we lay there like that but eventually she took a deep shuddery breath and looked up at me with sparkly wet eyes.

“I love you.” She whispered “ I can manage now, go on.” It was perhaps a little callous but I didn’t wait to be asked twice or to check that she was sure, I Was glad to move again, pulling almost out of her and pushing back in a slow rhythm. Her muscles slowly relaxed and allowed me to bury my cock in her completely. When I was fully inside her she looked down to where we were joined and laughed to see a lump in her belly which was the end of my dick.

As I moved in and out of her she began to forget the pain and the pleasure began to return to her, stronger this time. As I speeded up she began to moan aloud and then call out for me to go faster and harder. She soon wrapped her legs around me finding it gave me deeper access and she clung to my shoulders with her hands. She bounced around as I smacked into her at full speed. As she made incomprehensible noises that indicated her enjoyment and pleasure she felt the beginnings of something building deep within her she felt as though she might wet herself again and she tried to find the breath to tell me to stop but she couldn’t form the words in her head let alone find the breath to talk, instead she just moaned more. Whatever it was that had been building inside her suddenly burst like a bubble and washed her over with an incredible feeling, even better than when I had made her cum before. She squirmed and writhed in almost apoplectic fits as her muscles spasmed without control. She still clung to me as best she could trying to keep control.

I continued to plough into her as hard as I could though with the strength of her climax I knew I couldn’t hold out long and mine would quickly follow. As her pussy muscles sucked on my member and slid over it, as though they were part of a milking machine and my dick the cows udder, I felt the beginnings of my own climax. I loved every thrust into her tight pussy, it was even tighter as she had her climax and I was half amused to think that maybe my spunk wouldn’t be able to get through my dick because of how tight she felt.

In the midst of her own climax she felt mine as I jerked against her and suddenly stopped, buried as deep inside her as I could possibly get. My climax boiled through my dick and fountained from the end to pulse into her. I collapsed, totally spent. Exhausted and exhilarated as she was, for a little while she continued to squirm around and have paroxysms which slowly faded into little shivering fits. I kissed her forehead and hugged her close to me, basking in the glow as my dick softened inside her.

She clung to me and gave me tiny soft kisses as we lay together, I held her close, just revelling in her proximity to me and the feeling of her skin against mine. I could also feel my depression melting away. We didn’t speak for a long time, it seemed as though words were no longer needed between us. It was me who saw the time though as I moved to make her more comfortable. It was ten past six already and Jean would be home any minute. I swore and leapt up, leaving Hannah in a bewildered heap on the floor. It took longer to explain to her that her mother would be home soon than I cared to take but eventually I got the message through to her and hurried her up the stairs.

I flicked the TV on again as the dogs pricked up their ears and I heard Jeans car pull up outside. I calmed my racing nerves and opened the door for her as I would have normally. Jean collapsed in the arm chair that I had been sitting in earlier and I asked her if I could get her a drink. While I was making her coffee Hannah slunk into the kitchen walking like she had just gotten off a horse.

“You better not let your mum catch you walking like that.” I whispered to her.

“I’m bleeding though.” She hissed back concerned.

“That’s normal, you’re a bit sore too?” She nodded and I continued “That’s normal too, sit in a warm bath for ten or twenty minutes, it will help.”

“Ok, you staying?”

“No I better not.” She pouted and I had to smile. “I’ll see you again soon.” I promised.

“I know you will, I want more.” She smiled and kissed me softly before she slipped back up the stairs.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 I feel him get his hand inside the waistband of my briefs. He tears them off pulling them down around my knees. I’m now almost completely faced down on the bed. He has mounted up on top of me and has me in a choke hold. I am Writhing around doing anything I can to keep him off of me.  He collapses down on top of me using all of his weight. I tense up as I feel his hardening cock slip down the crack of my ass and between my thighs. He lets out a guttural grunt and thrusts his dick up between legs brushing against my ass. “Is this what you want?” He asks. I try to clench my muscles to keep him from pushing into my ass. He thrusts towards me again pushing and trying to work his way in.

 I tighten my muscles and squeeze his dick hoping to prevent him from going any further. “Oh fuck yea boy! Try to fight of my rod.” He screamed before plunging back in for more. I start to feel his dick sliding more freely between the cracks of my ass. My last defensive maneuver did more good to him than me. I can feel him throbbing as he leaks pre cum down my backside. He repositions himself on top of me still holding his arm tightly around my head and neck. He is getting as wet as he is hard. I try to tune him out while I think of a way out. I look around for something or anything I could grab a hold of to pull myself away. I glance over to the lamp on the nightstand just out of reach. I stretch out and reach for it when I feel him arch back. Before I can react, the tip of his swollen cock slides up firmly against my asshole and continues to push its way in. He clinches me tightly as he pushes deeper into me.

“Give me that ass boy! How do you feel with my dick in your ass? Huh?” I try to slide away and push him off, but the more I move the more excited he gets. “I’m gonna ride your ass like a bull. Squeeze my dick with that fine ass of yours boy.” I attempted to push my hips back at him hoping to push him out. I relax for a second and prepare to buck him off. Just as I begin to raise my hips he plunges all the way into my ass. “Ahh fuck!” I scream in pain. And again anything I do to resist turns him on more. I collapse down on to the bed. All I can feel is his thick hard cock pounding my ass. I bite my lip to keep from screaming. His stroke is getting faster and longer as my ass opens up to let him in deeper. He lifts one of his arms up from my shoulder before bring it swiftly down and smacking my ass. I couldn’t help but to let out a deep moan. Hearing me moan and groan prompted him to step up his pace. I can feel his balls slapping against my ass as he is ravishing my asshole. The strokes are getting longer, deeper and much more forceful. “Take it you slut!” he yells. “Take that dick like a man.”

I feel my body going limp under all this punishment.  He is on his knees thrusting into my and holding me tightly around the waist to gain leverage.  The momentum builds o the point the whole bed is rocking beneath me. The strokes are getting deeper and longer. He is fucking me so hard I am beginning to moan every time his dick thrusts back into me.  I he now lays back down on top of me getting at better angle to violate me. His dick is pulsing and throbbing inside of me. He reaches his hand around me caressing my stomach and moving closer down to my crotch. His had wraps around the shaft of my semi-hard cock.  I do my best to put it out of my head, but I can’t help noticing how hard I am getting too. He begins to stroke me to the motion of the bed.

All of a sudden he lets go of my dick reaches both of his arms around my chest and starts to tighten up. His ever hardening dick takes faster and more aggressive strokes.  I think to myself, there is no way he can hold out much longer. With that in mind I buried my head in pillow stifling my deep moans. He is getting louder and more rambunctious with every stroke. I feel his dick tightening up inside me. His arms are around me so tightly I can’t even squirm. His strokes get fast, short and more brisk. “Ohhhh here it is whore! I know you’ve been waiting for this all might.” He lets out another guttural moan as his body tenses up, squeezing me close and ramming all the way into my ass. “Oh shit that ass is good! I’m gonna fill you up boy.” He screams like a wild beast.

My head is buried and getting pushed deeper into the bed with his final strokes. His dick is throbbing so hard in my ass; I can feel it with every pulse. He wraps his arms around my neck and chest tighter. I’ve lost control of any strength I had left. I feel him bite down on the back of my neck. Although it wasn’t enough to distract me, He began to violently thrust hastily almost losing control. He bites down harder, but all I can feel is his immense cock as it began to pump and fill my ass with cum. It’s buried all the way down in my ass with no signs of letting up. I can feel every stream of hot thick cum shooting from his balls. One last final stroke before he collapses on me. His dick is slowly sliding of my well lubricated hole. The head of his cock pops out followed by a thick stream of sticky white cum. running down between my legs and over my dick. I roll over on to my side. Still in shock over what just happened.

I kept my eyes closed hoping he would grab his things and leave. I jump as I feel his hand sliding down the cracks of my ass collecting his fresh jism. I try not to react to him, but he doesn’t stop. My dick is covered and glistening with second hand sperm. This was too irresistible to him. I rolled over onto my back and closed my eyes tight. IT wasn’t long before he had my dick at attention and in full stroke. I did everything to keep my mind off it and my eyes closed. The feeling of his hand gliding up and down my fully erect shaft aided by his cum turned me on in the most erotic way. It was too good to resist and why fight him now? Holding my dick tighter he jerks me faster while he slides a finger into my ass searching for more cum. I can’t hold back any longer. I am about to explode. Clenching the sheets for dear life I feel a rocketing burst of cum shoot out of my dick. He is stroking me harder as I cum. He aims my dick up at me. I shoot another stream of cum landing  on my chest. He pulls and squeezes harder. A third jet of thick white goo cascades out of my shaft and lands across my face. He looks at me, glaring at the wet cum running down my cheek. I let out a few more streams, landing on my stomach and chest before I’m done.

He continues to rub and massage my cum soaked cock. I close my eyes when I feel more cum land on my face. He sucked it off of my stomach and into his mouth before letting it fall across my cheek and lips. I see his dick filling up again. He steadily rubs my swollen sticky cock, and stares at the cum on my face. It’s dripping down across my lips and I can’t help but get a small mouthful. The sight of my cum on my face was more than enough to have him fully aroused.  I stuck out my tongue and slowly circled it around my lips. My cum had a warm salty taste and a creamy texture.

 Without even thinking I use my finger to collect the rest of the cum on my cheek and guide it into my mouth.  He looks at me with dropped jaw and his eyes wide open. “You really are a little slut aren’t you?” He asked. I responded by licking my lips and sucking every last drop of my cum from my finger. I am startled by how turned on I’m getting from licking up cum. I lie back on the bed and take a breath. Cum is still leaking out of my ass and down my leg. My admirer is sitting on the edge of the bed gazing at my shimmering silky butt. Our eyes connected for a moment and I can see the lust deep in his soul. He crawls over towards me, grabs me by the ankles, one in each hand, and lifts them up over my head. All I can muster is a shy mischievous smile. He hardly notices and continues to focus on my sticky sperm covered thighs. His dick couldn’t have gotten hard any faster.

Without holding back for another second he slides closer, holds my legs high in the air and pushes his re-hardened shaft against my asshole. “Ahhhh yea!” I moan as he slides back into me.  His ridged tool feels so powerful gliding in and out of my ass. He starts to pick up the pace and I am aroused more than ever. My dick is starting to flop back and forth as he rocks me into the bed with every thrust. He is spreading my legs wide and pushing the up in the air. “You’ve been holding out on me slut!” he moans. I feel my ass opening wider and wanting more of want I feared just minutes ago. “Let me feel that tight asshole of yours.” He grunts between thrusts.  The rhythm of his pole pumping and grinding inside me was putting me into a trance. My legs are now almost over my head with his dick lost inside me.

I tighten my muscles around his dick causing him to moan and dive deeper for more.  “You’ve been holding out on me slut! Squeeze that man meat.” I clinch up again tighter and harder than before. We both let out groans of pleasure. I have never been in such ecstatic full body pleasure. I grab onto my legs pulling them higher and closer to me allowing him to occupy every inch of my hole. Its lot long before his hand is back around my cock tugging on it with every stroke. A wave of heat flushes over my body. I call out to ask for more, but the only thing that comes out is a whimper.

This man is really fucking my brains out in every sense of the term. I let out another unintelligible moan. The pressure is building up in my balls greater than ever. His strokes are getting more erratic in the moment. I can see it in his face. This is going to be earthshaking. “You aren’t ready for this boy.” He exclaims. Looking in awe at my dick, he strokes with more determination than ever. Ravishing my moist asshole, he uncontrollably stabs his sausage into my ass. “More, I want more” I sputter out. I can’t take this much longer. Moaning and screaming with every stroke. My screams get higher and louder. “Scream like the little bitch you are!” I can’t hold back. The feeling of being filled so wholly while simultaneously being jerked off. I cry out “Oh wow! Here it comes!” The first shot of cum catches him off guard and hits him on the chest.  Two more spray out and land across my sweaty body. He reaches down with a free hand and spreads my cum around my chest. His hands slide up to my nipples pinching them as hard as he can with is slippery hands. I almost pass out in ecstasy. Now using every ounce of muscle he has to stuff me with cock I know it’s not over.

Cum continues leak from my cock like a fountain. Using it as a lubricant he continues to stoke my dick. Another big stream jets out and lands right across my open mouth. He couldn’t take his eyes away from my lips now dripping with my own juices. One more burst of hot creamy liquid dumps on my stomach. I look at him running my fingers across my stomach soaking up every drop. I let the cum drip from my fingers into my open wanting mouth. Seeing my face smeared with goo was enough to put him over the edge. Once again I can feel his engorged throbbing rod pumping deep in my ass. Thrusting with all his strength and trying to hold back his wave of goo. He fits in two or three spine tingling thrusts before pulling out and holding his dick tight. He gets up on the bed and kneels over me holding his dick above my face. I am shivering in pleasure and anticipation. He throws his head back and grunts still holding and stroking his cock tight. I lean in closer and wrap my lips around the head of his swollen dick.

 Gush after gush of hot sweet cum fills my throat. I suck harder taking him deep down my throat. “He moans and shivers with is cock being pampered in my mouth. A third and fourth burst of cum fill my mouth to the top. I suck and swallow down every drop I can, but there was just too much. He pulls back for a second thinking he was finished. His cock pulses and leaps again shooting me across the face. I take his dick and rub it all over my face. He takes it and smacks me across the cheek “you better not waste a single drop slut!” he remarks. His erection finally subsides, but not without him sliding it back into my well worked ass. He lies down on top of me. Pushing his semi-hard dick into my slick ass continuing to drip with cum. I wrap my legs around him pulling him deeper inside me. I keep most of his cum still in my mouth. Savoring it and running it over my tongue.  I let a drop leak out the corner of my mouth just so I can run my tongue over my lips to lick it back up.  We lay in the bed spooning with the head of his cock keeping me full. Still covered in sticky warm cum I begin to fall asleep with him inside me.

I kept pulling on the cover now knowing what I wanted I exposed her to the night air. Coming in closer to her I could feel her body heat I stopped a second to look her over again. Lora’s blonde hair was spread out on the pillow making her look so innocent. Her tits rose and fell with each of her breaths the tan skin contrasted perfectly with her mocha aleora and nipple. I noticed one difference in our bodies then. I had a very small tan line from my bikini top and bottoms. Lora on the other hand was tan from head to toe. She looked like a bronze goddess resting there in my bed.

Lora was murmuring in her sleep now I could tell she was dreaming. I reached out ever so gently stroking her right nipple with the pad of my finger and thumb. Slowly her nipple began to harden for my fingers it was so sexy. Lora began to moan but was still sleeping next I began to part her thighs wanting to see her beautiful pussy up close again. As I spread her legs I began to smell her cum from earlier mixing with a fresher scent. I moaned at the smell it was like a drug to me, my pussy began to leak as I looked on my sisters for the second time this evening.

I finally had her legs open I moved forward placing my lips to her pussy kissing it. I was kissing her pussy like you would kiss your lover smashing her hot lips with my own. My hands slid under her ass lifting so her angle was better giving my tongue much better range. I began to suck as my tongue slid deep between her outer lips. I was in a frenzy, now the taste of my sister was overpowering to me. I felt Lora shake herself awake as I invaded her pussy.

I began to lick slowly from bottom to top pausing to linger around her hole for long moments at a time. Each time I spend a long second on her clit sucking on it like a small cock. Lora gasped in pleasure then said something that I had hoped for. “Turn around let me eat you Lisa.” Lora’s tone was like the purr of a cat full of lust right now. I would not let go of her pussy I turned awkwardly as I tried to stay in contact with her.

After several moments of struggle I was straddling my sister’s face. At first I didn’t feel anything, then I felt her breathing on my pussy she was aiming each puff at my lips. I was moaning and thrashing over her face wanting her to eat me. I heard her laugh softly as I wiggled desperately above her mouth. What seemed like months later I felt Lora’s tongue part my wet lips. I pressed down forgetting her pussy for a long time wanting to enjoy this moment. When her tongue struck my clit she kept it there lapping at it like a small lollipop.

I felt Lora’s hands grip my ass holding me still as she began to toy with my clit. I moaned at the pleasure she sent coursing thru my body. I knew I was a novice unlike Lora but I wanted her to cum again for me. Looking back at her pussy again I saw her lips parted invitingly. I slid two fingers into her hole as my tongue went to work on her clit once more. I could hear Lora moaning into my pussy as I fucked her with my fingers and tongue.

I felt her body responding to my fingers and tongue I was in awe that I could do this to another woman. The woman being my sister made it even more exciting to me. Slowly I began to work my fingers in and out of her pussy. Each stroke I slid them into the knuckle then spread them as I drew them out. My tongue was moving over her clit which I had captured between my lips. I kept Lora’s clit pinned as I stroked it over and over with my tongue applying suction when I could.

As I began to suck on her clit I felt her stomach rippling that told me she was getting close to cumming. I increased my pace trying to make her cum before I did. I added a third finger to her stretched slit making her moan again. Lora wasn’t slacking off as she moaned she devoured my clit with her tongue. Her fingers on my ass cheeks were kneading them like dough. I kept up my pace on her clit trying to distract her. Lora tried to continue on my clit and ass but my tongue was too much for her soon she surrendered to my fingers and tongue.

Lora began nipping my thigh, whimpering in pleasure. “YES LISA YES YES YYYEEEEESSSSSS” I had to bite her clit with my teeth to keep her from shaking me loose as I felt her pussy rippling over my spread fingers. Her contractions were so powerful they forced my fingers back together gripping them painfully tight. I just held on as I kept working her clit wanting her to be pleased with my efforts. I could feel her finger nails raking over my ass leaving welts behind them as she lost control. Her cum was delicious sweet, musky, and warm. I was in heaven at that moment proud of myself once more making a woman cum was still novel to me.

Lora lay there under me gasping for air as the next series of convulsions hit home. I slowly withdrew my fingers from her slit wanting to change positions I had spied something I had to try out. It took me several more seconds to slip free of Lora’s grip. I slid off to her right where I had been laying as we slept. I reached down into the tangle of sheets gathering her toy I had totally forgotten about. Lora was busy trying to find earth so I had plenty of time to move into position once more. I picked up the double headed dildo smiling wickedly.

I slid one end into my waiting pussy feeling it filling me made me moan as I fed it deeper. I felt the center guard I had managed to take eight inches into my aching slit. I moved to Lora’s pussy spreading her legs I scooted forward till I was almost on top of her pussy. I draped my legs over hers as my hands fumbled with the dildo. Lora seemed to know what I was trying to do she reached down grabbing the end not in me. With a moan she fed it to her wet slit as she pulled more into her pussy part of it left my own.

I bet we would have looked funny had there been a mirror for us to look in. Both of us began to hump our hips trying to get more of the dildo into our hungry slits. I would buck forward feeling it slide into Lora more, and then she would press forward driving more into my slit. Both of us were moaning in need now. Lora began to move with more rhythm then me. I was going insane it felt like my sister was fucking me with this eight inch monster. I looked across to see my sister was fondling her nipples with her hands while she rode the dildo. I reached down spreading my lips I found my clit beginning to stroke it feverishly.

The feelings of having my sister fucking me while I fingered myself was to much I began to whimper. My sister sensed I was close she chose to surprise me once more her voice coming out between pants. “Cum for me ..... cum for me Lisa.....cum for your little sister.....please.” Each time she spoke she would thrust into me with that cock we were sharing. I thrust in a frenzy now her words pulling at me dragging me helplessly to the edge. We were riding that cock so hard we could feel our slits kissing frequently.

My body starting coming apart as I starting howling, my sister had ignited a fire in my loins. My stomach started to ripple which was swiftly followed by my slit. I couldn’t breathe my body went rigid as my pussy gripped the cock trying to peel the rubber from it. I couldn’t even scream a moaning whimper was the best I could manage. My finger on my clit had a mind of its own though. I couldn’t stop it as it continued to pinch, roll, and stroke my poor clit. What I had thought were waves of my orgasm were not. Each wave became a powerful climax all its own. Distantly I heard Lora ohhing and ahhing as she watched me cum.

I was seeing spots I was climaxing so hard. I heard Lora speaking and slowly focused on her words. “Lisa... Lisa damn girl breathe” Her words sounded urgent and commanding so I obeyed them. Gasping I realized I hadn’t took a breath in a while the spots started to fade. I moaned softly as my mind regained control of my finger. I stopped stroking myself as I lay there gasping my breasts were bouncing from the force of my breathing it felt like I had just run a mile. I could still feel small aftershocks reverberating thru my tight pussy.

Feeling Lora thrusting desperately against the dildo I humped my hips back at her to given her some penetration. I reached out finding her legs with my hands I gripped her by the knees. Using the leverage I kept on the attack now wanting her to cum for me. I humped harder as my breathing slowed a bit I knew what would set my sister off. She was whimpering and groaning her eyes were closed as she thrashed her head from side to side. I could feel her trying to get more inside her as if eight inches were not enough for her.

My voice was full of passion and lust. “I need you to cum little sis. Cum for me so I can lick you clean. I want to feel you ride my face like I did yours.” The words seemed to egg Lora on as they fucked the dildo in a frenzy. “Play with your clit Lora. I need you to cum.” Lora released her nipple with her right hand even as I watched. She reached down finding her clit she stroked it gently. After a few strokes she began to pinch it. I could see her face turning a lovely shade of red as her stomach began to ripple.

Gasping she exploded I could feel the dildo shiver as she clamped down on it. I slowly slid off it as she came I got loose from the dildo. I spun around quick like a cat brushing her hand aside I began to flick my tongue over her overheated clit. Her hands shot out capturing my head as she screamed in climax. I slid my hands up to her tits and caught her nipples pulling on them as she shuddered anew for me. I could feel her convulsions I released her nipple and caught the dildo. I pulled slowly as the head drew even with her lips I dove in replacing the dildo with my lips. I drank in all her nectar wanting to miss none of her sweet mixture. I lapped as each tremor pushed a bit more of her cum into my waiting mouth.

Slowly she came down from her climax I could tell because instead of gripping my hair she was stroking it. I lifted my head looking into her eyes her face was covered in my cum it was sexy looking. I moved next to my sister turning on my side. I reached out as she turned looking at me with a smile hers searching my own. I didn’t want to ruin the moment with words so I kissed her softly. I could smell my pussy on her face. I kissed those lips finding my taste almost identical to hers. Mine was a little tarter then hers but both were delicious. My lips pressed into hers as her tongue began to caress mine. We dueled softly for several minutes as my arms drug her in close to me.

I held her close I could hear her breathing slowly return to normal. I was happy for the first time since we had moved out. Softly I spoke in the silence it sounded like a gun shot. “Lora I love you” Lora smiled and kissed me again this was different. She was kissing me with passion but the lust was gone. It had been replaced with love It was like a kiss I would have given a lover finally she broke the kiss. “I love you to sis. Relax I want to do this again I have never cum so hard.” She seemed able to read my mind thru my eyes. Her words had a calming effect on me as my fears were put to rest.

I snuggled into her arms as I held her within my own arms. I couldn’t believe it I was falling in love with my sister. I sighed not trusting my voice I reached up and stroked her face softly. I looked into her eyes seeing all the love. She smiled to me and leaned in kissing my nose. “I love you Lisa I didn’t know this would happen.” I saw her eyes look past my shoulder to the clock on the night stand. “We need to sleep sis we got class it five hours.” I still was afraid to speak so I leaned in timidly and kissed her lips. Breaking the kiss I simply closed my eyes and held her. My mind was reeling from what had happened but soon enough I feel asleep.

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