Little by little, law by gradual law, the role of women in society had completely changed. It started out small: strict, gendered dress codes implemented in schools and workplaces; a drop in funding for women’s scholarships; an ever increasing pay gap between Men and women. Then it escalated: women were forbidden from laws in teaching, medicine, law, and more, and forbidden from attending university; women could not own property or initiate divorces; married women were no longer allowed outside without their Husbands. Today, it was finally made official: women were property.
Married women were the property of their Husbands, their Owners. Unmarried (unowned) women were the property of their Fathers. women could no longer hold any job other than public service, which was designated for any unowned woman. Unattended women in public were free to be groped, degraded, used, and humiliated as any Men around them pleased. girls were no longer sent to the same schools as Boys. Instead, special schools had opened up to train girls for their future role in life.
It was a bit of an adjustment at first. When you had first been told you could no longer finish university, you weren’t sure what to do with yourself. you called your mother to ask if she still had her job as a computer technician. she said she had been fired, and told she should be at home making more babies. you managed to find a job as a secretary, hired for your big tits and pretty face. The dress code had you wearing tight shirts, short skirts, high heels, and no underwear. It was demeaning, but you did it anyway. you knew you needed the job.
When the final property laws were passed, you were fired, your apartment was repossessed, and you had to move back in with your parents. your Father owned you now.
He had taken no time at all in taking full control of your mother. When you first arrived back home, she was wearing the sluttiest clothes you had ever seen on her, with a pink leather collar around her neck. It was like He had just been waiting for the chance to Own her without her being able to resist. you didn’t think a Man you had known so well and trusted your whole life would actually support these laws, but you were proven very wrong.
your younger sister had been moved from high school to a training school, and you could often hear her soft moans as she studied in her bedroom. you yourself were placed in the public service program. Every day, you would make your way to the service station for your shift, often having to leave hours early in case you were stopped and raped on the way. When you arrived, you would be stripped, gagged, bent over, and locked in to your service stall for your shift.
your exposed holes were on full display for all the Men passing by on the street to see. your arms were locked uselessly in the pillory you had been placed in, and your feet were secured to the floor by cuffs around your ankles, leaving you no way to escape the humiliating predicament. you couldn’t even close your legs at all to hide your cunt. you were embarrassingly turned on by it all, even though you hated feeling so objectified.
your stall was side by side with several others that also contained women, bent over with cunts ready to accept whatever the Men behind them were offering. Some women were already being pounded, their tits swinging below them with every thrust. From somewhere down the line, you could hear the muffled moans of one woman who was getting a particularly good fucking. you don’t know how she could find any enjoyment in this at all.
“Oh, what a hot piece of ass this one is,” you heard a Man say behind you. It was followed by a sharp slap on your right asscheek that had you yelping in surprise. “Stupid slut…” the Man muttered. “Hey, wait, I know you,” He said, stepping around to get a better look at your face. “you’re that bitch from My chemistry lab!” He laughed. “Glad to see you know your place now.”
Craning your neck to get a glimpse of His face, you did indeed recognize Him from some of your university classes. He had always been rather nice to you. you would even have considered Him a friend. He didn’t seem to care about that now, as He groped your tits with one hand and fondled your ass with the other.
He moved back behind you and you could feel Him slip a couple fingers across your slit, barely dipping into your hole. “Filthy slut. you’re dripping wet already. It’s like you were made for this.”
His cock slid into your cunt with barely a hint of resistance. you couldn’t help but moan as He quickly filled you as full as He could. The head of His cock just barely brushed your cervix, and you had to stop yourself from instinctively rocking back onto Him, craving more sensation.
He slowly pulled out, only to slam back into you, and He quickly settled into a rhythm of absolutely drilling your hole. you squeezed your eyes shut and willed yourself not to make any noises, even with the absolutely delicious feeling you got at the height of every thrust. you could feel shameful tears gathering on your eyelashes.
Each thrust shook your entire body in your stall. your tits swung violently below you. Every now and then He would land a slap across your ass that you were sure would leave a mark. Finally, mercifully, He stuttered in His movements, and with a low grunt, you could feel the warmth of His seed spilling against your cervix. He pulled out, gave your ass one final squeeze, and left without a word.
you weren’t sure if you could make it through the rest of your shift.
When you finally made it home, you found your Father speaking to a Man you had never met. your mother was quietly bouncing on her Owner’s cock while the two Men spoke, and she gave you a tight smile as you walked in.
“Ah, the slut is home!” your Father exclaimed when he saw you. “Go get that bitch sister of yours from upstairs. This Man is offering Me a lot of money for you two.”
you did as you were told. you knew better than to talk back to Father these days. He had been bad enough to argue with in the before days. Since the laws passed, upsetting Him would just get you beaten and fucked senseless.
you walked up to the doorway of your sister’s room (Father had long since taken the door itself off its hinges) to find her on the floor, in only her cropped school shirt, bouncing on a dildo, with one of her school’s training videos playing on the laptop in front of her. she was quietly repeating along with the video: “good sluts take cock, good sluts take cock.” you knocked on the doorframe to get her attention, and she looked towards you without stopping her riding or her mantra.
“Father needs us,” you said. “i think we’re getting sold.
she huffed in annoyance as she finally stopped fucking herself and let out a soft whine as she stood up off the dildo with a slick, wet noise. As she was being trained to do, she knelt over the dildo and proceeded to lick and suck every bit of her own juices off of it. you hated that the sight sent some small spark of arousal down to your cunt.
The two of you walked back downstairs together, your sister not even bothering to redress her bottom half. It would probably be coming off soon again anyways.
I moved to Los Angeles with my dad for his new job. It was my first day at a new high school in a new city. At my old school I had to wear a ratty gray uniform but here I could wear whatever I wanted. I didn’t own own any bras because I was too shy to ask my dad for the money. I was already embarrassed enough of how big my breasts had gotten.
I wore a yellow strapless sundress, it was a little too small but it hugged so tight around my breasts I figured it might hide the fact that I didn’t have anything under. I walked the block and a half to school and met with the principal, Mr. George. He was a middle aged balding man with an angular face and intense eyes. He looked me up and down with a hungry smile and asked me to sit down as he proceeded to brag about himself. “So Leila White, you’re a freshman?” he asked.
“Yes.” I responded tucking my hair behind my ear.
“You look a lot more..” he struggled for the words, “mature.” His gaze made it’s way to my breasts before he caught himself.
He came around his desk and stood towering over me as I sat. He put his big hand on my naked shoulder and rubbed slowly and licked his lips at me. “Our dress code here doesn’t allow strapless shoulders,” he warned. “But since it’s your first day I’ll just let it slide.” He bent over slightly to speak into my ear, “I’m really enjoying the view.” I looked down and gasped realizing my top had slid down a few inches.
Mr. George swiftly looped one arm around me and slid both of his thumbs into the material covering my tits. He pulled it up over my mountainous breasts and let his fingers brush back up my shoulders and through my hair. “Nonetheless, if I catch you showing those tits off to the whole school, you’ll have me to deal with. Do you understand?”
“Yes sir.” I responded quickly.
Every night he'd gotten closer and closer to violating her. She was so attached to her daddy, she didn't want to sleep alone. He loved having his baby in his bed so he indulged her. She was so soft and warm cuddled up to his chest at night.
But things changed the night before her first day at a new school. She slept fitfully that night, and kept squirming in her sleep, rubbing up against her daddy's dick. He tried to shift away from her but every time he moved she'd start to wake up and cry, and he couldn't bear it. And he knew she'd have an easier time tomorrow if she was well rested. He really didn't want to wake her up. So he tried to be a good dad and ignore how good it felt. He told himself he shouldn't be feeling that way. And then he got hard, and he was stuck. No way was he going to move now, and risk his kid waking up to her dad's hard cock rubbing against her. He laid awake all night, staying so still, panting and holding her a little too tight to him.
Since that night, it's only gotten worse. He's grown more and more obsessed with her body and how good it feels. She's so soft, so warm. It takes everything he has not to let his hands wander too far when she sleeps. He rubs her body soothingly, his hands getting so close to places he should never touch, but he's never crossed that line. He knew it would hurt her if he did, and he couldn't stand that. So he endured it until he just couldn't anymore.
Tonight is the night he's finally going to get what he's been waiting so long for. He portioned out the drug so carefully, weighing it on two different scales to be extra sure. He could never be too careful when it came to his baby. And then he mixed it into her drink.
Now she's wearing her pjs and sitting in his lap watching tv. He's focusing so hard trying not to think about what he's about to do so he doesn't get hard while she's conscious enough to remember. She starts to doze off in his arms, and he pets her hair and rocks her gently until she falls asleep completely. Then he picks her up and carries her to his bed.
He lays her down gently and just stares for a moment. She looks so perfect in her little night gown. So beautiful..and innocent. Like an angel. He's so in love with her. He bites his lip and leans down over her. He tenderly brushes a little bit of hair out of her face and leans down to press the lightest, gentlest kiss to her lips. Then he hovers over her for a second with his eyes closed, just breathing and collecting himself. And then he kisses her again.
She's completely unconscious, her face is limp as he forces kisses that get more and more desperate on her. He's holding her cheek cupped delicately in his hand when he pushes his thumb between her lips and opens her mouth. He pushes it deeper in and runs it across her tongue. God it's so soft. He needs to feel it more. He leans down and forces his big tongue inside her little mouth and moans.
Fuck every part of her is just so soft.
As he makes out with his daughter's unconscious body he starts to rock his hips, rubbing his hard cock against her. This is what he's been wanting for so long. Fuck, finally. He can feel precum starting to soak through his boxers. He reaches down to stroke himself over his sweatpants while he kisses her and moans into her mouth.
Then he lets his hand wander up from his cock over her belly towards her chest. He cups her soft developing breast in his hand and squeezes gently. His thumb glides over her nipple and he can feel it stiffen a little through her nightgown. It makes him so hungry for her. He reaches down and slowly, so slowly, lifts her nightgown up to expose her cute little panties and her small soft tits. He lets out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding.
He explores her body with his mouth and hands. At first he's gentle, taking his time worshipping every inch of her. But he starts to get desperate. And he gets faster, rougher. He takes his cock out of his pants and grinds it against her soft thighs while he roughly tugs on her nipples and forces his tongue down her throat. Not having to hold back is amazing. He's like an animal.
With all his precum lubing up her thighs he slips between them suddenly and moans as he feels how wet she is through her underwear. Fuck. He didn't know kids could get wet like that. As he starts to fuck her thighs she gets wetter, completely soaking through her panties. He needs that cunt.
He'd planned to take his time, and he'd tried, but not having to stop for anything, finally getting to act on every desire without regret, was making him lose control. He tried to take his time and worship her cunt through her panties first, but when he spread her legs and got close all he could manage to do was press his tongue as deep into her cunt through her underwear as he could before he tore them off and started to eat her out desperately.
She was still completely out cold. He explores her cunt with his tongue, reveling in every fold and worshipping her hole. He sucks on her clit and fucks her hole with his tongue. He can't believe how wet she is, how much is gushing out onto his tongue. He's addicted.
He jacks himself off fast, desperate, while he eats her out. Then he can't take it anymore. He climbs up and presses the tip of his cock against her cunt. He lets out a deep throaty groan as he grinds against her. He starts to fuck against her cunt like an animal, humping her tiny helpless body ferally. It makes him crazy. He's lost his mind completely with how good it feels. Every time his cock catches a little on her hole he tries to resist the urge to push it inside. Finally, he can't resist anymore.
He's not going to fuck her. He's just going to see how much of the tip he can fit inside her and jack himself off. He pushes against her tiny hole. It's not going in at all, she's just too small. But he's past the point of stopping. He desperately rubs her clit while pressing against her hole jacking himself off. Her hole starts to give, just a little, but he's too impatient to wait for it to let him in slowly. He forces his way inside her. He doesn't stop at the tip. He groans the whole time he slowly pushes inside until he bottoms out, shoving her cervix up a little. She's going to be so sore in the morning but he isn't capable of thinking about that right now. His mind is gone. All he can do is pound into her tiny body like an animal. He fucks her at a brutal pace, shoving in deep enough to pound her cervix every time.
Finally he cums inside her, bottomed out with the tip of his cock pressing against her cervix. Every drop flows inside of her womb, there's so much her belly starts to bulge. He just can't stop cumming. There's so much that it starts flowing out while he's still inside, barely escaping with how tight she is around his giant cock.
He collapses on top of her and breathes heavy for a long time before he picks her up and carries her to the tub. He washes her off thoroughly, gently, remorsefully. He takes his time. Then he puts her in clean pjs and carries her back to bed. He spends the rest of the night holding her close and guiltily googling on his phone trying to find home remedies for soreness sex.
This post was supposed to be a long story but I got impatient and posted it. Now we have the full story. Hope y’all like it as much as I do. <3
Orc professor
Orc x chubby fem!reader || power dynamics, dom/sub undertones, exhibitionism, voyeurism, cum play, breeding, size kink, age gap, degradation, praise kink
It was your third failed mini-test when you thought enough was enough. Your hot orc professor was too attractive for your sanity. He was so hot with his cardigans and whatever he wore that you were always distracted, unable to take notes. It was his fault, and you needed to remedy that before you failed the whole class. You just needed to talk to him and see what could you do to pass. You’ll do some extra homework, maybe write a few more papers. Anything. A naughty part of you wanted to offer him sex favors, but you knew he wasn’t that kind of orc. Maybe.
You knocked on his office door and heard the muffled “come in”. You opened the door and your breath was taken away because how fucking attractive he was. The black framed glasses and salt and pepper hair just accentuating his green skin. Your panties got wet instantly. Fuck. Why had he to be so fucking hot? It would be a lot easier if he was just an old wrinkly dude.
“What do you need from me?” He looked up from the papers he was grading and that look combined with that phrase made your pussy tingle. Fuck, you were so turned on by everything he did.
He could be talking about the condensation of the trees in the desert and you’ll be panting in the back of the class, panties wet. And right now, you were worried your arousal was going to form a wet patch in your pants. This needed to be fast before you embarrassed yourself.
“I- I want to know if I can do some extra activities to improve my performance in your class.” You told him as fast as you could, sitting down in front of him and trying really hard not to rub your thighs together.
The frantic pulse of your heart was mirrored on your clit, and it was driving you completely crazy. Being so close to him was like an aphrodisiac in itself.
“What kind of activities do you suggest?” He seemed uninterested. Some part inside of you got mad at him, you were clearly trying to improve and he looked like an asshole who didn’t care if his students passed or not. And for some reason that only made him hotter. You needed to get laid soon before you humped his leg or something.
“I- I don’t know. I just need to pass your class. Please, I’ll do anything,” you begged. You were sure it was too much, but he looked at you, a spark of interest in his dark pupils.
You realized how bad it sounded when you thought about it. You tried to take it back, say you didn’t mean it like that, but then he surprised you asking back: “Anything?” His smirk was enough to send lighting down your pussy, your panties soaking through your clothes. Good Goddess, how was he so fucking hot?
Contrary to your better judgment, and probably thinking just with your southern parts, you matched his teasing tone as you answered: “Yes, yes. Anything.” You leaned closer to his table, showing more tits than you knew you should. But fuck it. If you couldn’t pass this class, at least you could fuck the hottest professor on campus.
He leaned back on his chair, his eyes flickering to your almost exposed breasts. He hummed and finally said: “Okay, little human, we’ll make a deal.” You nodded eagerly, so ready to do whatever he asked.
If he asked you to get naked and suck his cock right there, you would fall to your knees so fast he wouldn’t even see you moving. You were more than ready, so wet and needy you could feel the wetness pooling inside your thighs, probably through your pants. The walk home was going to be so uncomfortable. Ugh.
But you weren’t expecting his offer to be so filthy, so nasty. “Each morning, you’ll arrive a bit early, and you will handle me your panties. Used panties. And I want you to take them off in front of me, so I suggest you start wearing those slutty skirts you love so much.” You were bamboozled by his words.
Did he notice you? Did he like your skirts, too? He must like them if he noticed you wearing them so often. And he though they were slutty (they were, and you might or might not wear them to see if he reacted). A part of you wanted to be offended, but the other part of you was ready to say yes. Yes to that, yes to anything.
He interpreted your silence as agreement and kept talking. “If you do that, you will pass my class. That works for you?” He was back to looking uninterested, but you saw right through his facade.
His hand was resting suspiciously close to his groin, and you could almost make the outline of a dick. A huge dick, but you weren’t sure. You wanted to lean closer to inspect it, but you refrained, your head spinning with everything that just happened.
“Yes. Yes. Perfect. I’ll do it. Thank you, thank you, thank you…” You repeated a dozen times before he dismissed you. There was a big grin on his face when you left. You could feel his eyes fixed on your ass as you walked out. Point for you.
The first couple days it went without a hitch. You arrived early, and he was always there, expecting you with a knowing smirk. You usually made a show of pushing your panties down your legs and grabbing them, never actually showing him anything, but making it obvious that you were enjoying yourself with the game you two were playing. He always smelled them and hummed appreciatively, making your clit get excited instantly. You loved when men were vocal in bed. In his case, when monster’s were.
Where all monsters more vocal than humans? You never slept with a monster before. You always wanted to try, but never knew someone who excited you as much as your orc professor. The first time you saw him you tripped on your feet and almost hit the ground. He was so much older than you, he could probably be your father, but good lord if you wouldn’t love to call him daddy.
After the fourth day giving him your panties, you got a bit bolder. You turned around and bent down, making sure he was seeing your naked pussy and fat ass as you did so. The red lacy panties barely covered your wet pussy as you pushed them down your legs. He growled loudly at you when he saw them, you groaned softly. When you handled the panties to him, his eyes were as dark as a storm and you could see the outline of his dick perfectly. You gasped, he was so big, so much bigger than anyone you’d been with before. How would that feel inside of you? Would it even fit?
That day, you left feeling elated because of his reaction, a plan starting to form in your mind. You were going to be really, really bad. You spent the rest of the class rubbing your thighs together and trying not to touch yourself. You could still see the outline of his dick if you focused on his groin, and it was making you insane. You almost ran out of the class to jerk off in the bathroom.
On the fifth day, you wore your shortest skirt, the one that barely covered your ass. You walked in and waited until he gave you a once over. Your body was burning by the time he ended his staring. He arched a brow, expecting you to do what you were instructed before. You turned around and repeated the same actions as the day before, showing him your wet pussy as you bent down. He growled again and you smirked.
You handed them the black lacy panties and grinned. “Here you have them, sir.” You pronounced the last word with all your intent, being as flirty as possible as you walked away, sitting in the first row. You never did that before, you were forever a last row girly, but today you had plans. You felt his eyes lingering on your half exposed ass. The walk home was going to be a bit sketchy with that skirt, but it was worth it.
The class started and he looked at you. You smiled innocently as he started to explain about the life circle of some plant. You didn’t care, you were a girl on a mission.
When he turned around and started asking questions, you opened your legs.
The girl sitting next to you wasn’t paying any attention to your actions, but his gaze zeroed on you. You open your legs slightly more, knowing full well your big thighs must cover your pussy most of the time. But if you open them far enough… Yes. You realized the second he saw your pussy because he dropped the pen he was using to write down some stuff on the board.
And then you saw it: the outline of his monster cock noticeable against his dark pants, making you drool and do it again. You parted your legs and bit down on a pen, trying to be as slutty as possible. He coughed to cover what you guessed was a groan. He sat down and ordered everyone to write some stuff for him.
Before you left the class, he grabbed your arm and told you: “Remember we have a meeting after class, I’ll be expecting you in my office.” His tone is harsh and final, you nodded, blushing. Suddenly you feel very embarrassed about your performance in class, but your slutty side is more than happy to comply.
After all your classes, you rushed to his office and knocked softly. He opened the door before you could ask, grabbing your wrist and pulling you inside. He closed the door behind you and pressed your back against it. He was over you instantly, his big mouth kissing you as his tusks framed your jaw. You kissed him back with equal passion, grabbing his hair and pressing your whole body against his. You moaned against his mouth when he pulled back.
“You were a very naughty girl. And naughty girls need to be punished.” His voice had an edge of danger to it that had you panting. You nodded, eagerly. “Bend down over the desk. Now.” You had to press against him to get to it, but you complied.
“What about the papers?” You asked, trying to move them around but he grunted. He put a hand on the middle of your back and pushed down, plastering your head against the papers and pulling your skirt up at the same time. You felt the cold air against your backside and shivered.
“Such a slutty girl, offering me his panties for a pass. Showing me her wet pussy like a slut. Parting her legs for me in the middle of class.” He punctuated each one of your actions with a caress to your ass. You were panting against the papers, pushing your ass up to get him to touch you more. “You need to be punished for all of that. You were a very, very naughty girl. Such a slut.” And then his big hand made contact with your right ass cheek. You screamed and he stopped. “That won’t do. You need to be quiet.” You looked at him over your shoulder and watched as he took your panties out of his pocket. “Open.” You complied, and he shoved them in your mouth. “Good girl. I’m going to spank your little slutty ass and then fuck your pussy, do you want that?” You nodded eagerly.
He hit your ass ten times, one after the other, not letting you catch your breath before he was hitting you again. You cried out around the panties in your mouth, but you only got them wet with saliva. Tears fell from your eyes and landed on the papers on the desk, making a mess. He didn’t care about it. When he finished spanking you, your pussy was so wet you were sure it was dripping.
“Such a good girl taking the spanking she deserves. Are you on the pill?” His question took you by surprise and when you nodded again he smirked. “Good, I’m going to breed you so deeply you are going to feel me for days.” You groaned at his words. He lowered his pants enough to get his dick out. When you saw it, you whimpered. “Don’t worry, it will fit.” You weren’t so sure about it, but he was already pushing the tip against your gaping hole.
By the time he bottomed out you were breathless. His dick so big you could feel it in the back of your throat. You were spread so wide you felt like you were going to tear in two. But it felt so fucking good. His dick hit every single good point inside of you, rubbing against your G-spot and parts of your pussy you didn’t even know could feel that good. He breathed hard over you as you adapted to his size. He was being so careful with you it was a shock from the way he acted when you entered his office.
After a few minutes you started moving your hips back. He grabbed your hips and pulled back, controlled. You groaned and he chuckled, pushing into you again. The scream you let out wasn’t muffled by the panties. And then the carefulness stopped. He fucked your pussy restlessly, until you were drooling around the panties and over papers on the desk. You could feel the bruises forming on your hips, where his green hands were holding you.
He fucked you like a machine, grabbing you like a toy and fucking your body like you weren’t more than a fleshlight to him. You moaned and groaned around your gag every time he thrusted inside. The pleasure so high it was maddening. His hand went around your body and he started rubbing your clit frantically. You came less than three seconds later and he rapidly followed. His cum was scalding hot in your insides, so deep and so much of it you could feel it slipping out around his dick.
When he finished cumming, he draped himself over you and hugged you close. “You did good, you were perfect.” He took the panties out of your mouth and kissed you softly, moving your limp body until your back was on the desk and he was sitting on his chair in front of you. “Now, take out my cum and eat it.”
You pushed your torso off the table, leaning on your elbows. “Wha- what?” Did he really wanted you to do that? That felt forbidden, like a step too far, but it made you so hot to think about it...
“Finger yourself for me and eat out mixed essence like a good girl for me,” he repeated. As soon as he praised you, you were ready to do whatever he asked you to.
So you complied. “Ye- yes, sir.”
You proceeded to do exactly what he told you, slowly scooping his cum from inside you with your fingers and putting it in your mouth. You moaned at the first taste, feeling naughtier than ever, feeling like the slut he called you earlier. His eyes were focused on your pussy and it felt so good to have all his attention over you that you wanted to scream again, your pussy tingling.
“Come here.” He pulled you off the table and to a kneeling position between his legs. You looked up at him adoringly, your brain, blind with pleasure. “You are going to show me those beautiful breasts of yours and I’m going to come again over you. Then you’ll put the shirt back on and walk to your house like that. Pussy dripping cum, tits marked by me,” he growled the last part. You nodded, already taking your shirt off. “Good girl.”
He jerked his monster cock over your tits, his green fist contrasted with his red tip and darker dick. It was beautiful to see. It took him less than three minutes to be groaning over you as he painted your boobs with his release. He spread it all over your tits, pinching your nipples as he did so. You groaned, your clit pulsing again. You couldn’t understand how much his actions turned you on.
He helped you put back your shirt, and he put you over his lap. You made out for a few more minutes as you melted against him.
“Tomorrow morning I expect you to be early for class.” You arched an eyebrow at him, confused. “If you want to show me your pussy, my cum better be leaking out of it. Do you understand?” You nodded, unable to form words after such risky order. “Good.” He kissed you again before sending you home.
Anticipation filled your inside as you walked home feeling his cum drying over your tits and leaking out of your bare pussy.
You were going to get an A+ in his class.
Don’t forget you can comission me for something like this if you want.
“Daddy?” Rebecca asked a third time. She watched his hand raise, and the fingers of his glove reach up, and using the red claws that were painted red to imitate blood, he poked at her nipple through her top. Her breath was shaking as she watched him flick her nipple, rubbing it through her top and then quickly grabbing her top and yanking it down hard, Rebecca heard a rip in the fabric. She gasped and moved back further on the bed to get away.
“Daddy what are you doing?!” She shrieked and turned over to crawl over to the other side of the bed, and he grabbed her ankles pulling her hard , landing her flat on her stomach and pulling her back towards him, her legs wiggling as she tried to crawl.
“Daddy! I’m sorry!” Rebecca cried as she felt two glove covered hands grab her hips and pull her to the edge of the bed, her feet now on he floor, but her feet still kicking backwards as he reached down pushed one of the rubber fingers of his glove into her.
“Daddy no!” Rebecca screamed and jolted upwards, crawling across the bed. He grabbed her ankles again, yanking her back and shoving the finger back inside her. He watched the rubber finger disappear inside of her over and over as she laid squirming on the bed, he couldnt help but ram his finger up into her harder, the finger of he glove extending deeper inside her than his own finger ever could. He watched it come out covered in her juice and pushed it back in with a growl, fucking her hard with his finger as she begged him to stop.
As he quickly undid his pants, Rebecca watching in horror as his pants fell to the floor, watching her fathers hard prick free itself, his belly protruding over it, and her father get up onto of the bed quickly, and on top of her.
“Daddy, No!” Rebecca screamed. “Daddy stop!” she said pushing against his hairy chest, trying to push a a man more than twice her weight off of her.
“Stop it!” she said as she felt his cock grind against her pussy, , his hands holding her forcefully at her waist as he tried to put himself inside her.
“STOP!” Rebecca screamed again, her legs kicking, her eyes bugging as her fathers hand reached up and she felt the glove grip her throat and squeeze. Her hand flying to his forearm as he held her throat , he watched her eyes bulge as he thrust himself into her.
Rebecca choked on her screams, and he lifted his hand from her throat as he started to fuck her hard and fast.
“Daddy no!” she said pushing at his chest again, her palms pressed flat against his chest as his body hovered over hers, his big belly rubbing againt the corset of her costume.
“YES” he growled.
“No daddy!” she screamed as he continued to violate her, and take exactly what he wanted. He’d been thinking about it all night, after catching her on the hood of his car, taking dick like a whore. And as he drank more and more that night during the party, he found it harder and harder to understand why he couldn’t take advantage of her too. Why should he not be able to fuck his daughter if she was such the little whore. Especially after seeing her plump cunt lips between her thighs when she had bent over in front him.
“YES” he growled again and leaned down, sticking his tongue through the mouth hole in his mask he dragged his tongue over one of her nipples. Rebecca pushed his head away and grabbed his mask ripping it off his head. And she wished she hadnt because the face beneath it was far scarier than the mask. She looked at her father who’d looked like hed been possesed as he grinned at her , he looked evil, as his dick filled her pussy, harder, faster. He laughed maniacally and ripped the gloves from his hands.
“You little fucking slut.” he growled. “I know you want to share your naughty little cunt with Daddy.” he snarled as he kept fucking her.
Rebecca was scared now, watching her fathers face as he fucked her. Her hand pressed against his sweaty, and hairy chest, as the sweat began to drip from his face onto her.
Rebecca laid still, letting her body be used, and felt him jolt her body each time he thrust into her. Her tits shaking on her chest, his mouth sunk into the flesh of her breast, he bit her nipple hard and pulled it. Rebecca snapped out of it and shrieked.
“Daddy!” she yelled.
“You like that baby?” “You like the big bad wolf biting on your hard little nipples?” he groaned and did it again. Rebecca yelped as she looked at him. His face had softened, even though it was still grinning, it wasnt as scary now.
“No Daddy, stop” Rebecca said, pushing her hands hard against him.
“You dont want the big bad wolf to stop baby.. I know you dont. ” he said as his cock pushed deep up into her cunt. “You want the big bad wolf to mate with you.” he smiled devilishly and his belly bounced on her each time he thrust into her. “Spread your little legs, red riding hood, let the big bad wolf fuck your little pink pussy, let him breed your little cunt.”
Rebeccas legs spread wider and her father groaned at her compliance to his request and moaned. “Yes baby, yes…I know you like it…daddys big bad dick inside you.” he said his face over hers, and the smell of beer on his breath being pushed up through her nose.
“Daddy..” Rebecca moaned slightly, as she looked into his eyes, his were filled with a wild lust for his little girl, and a grin on his face that refused to go away, her eyes filled with fear, no longer fear for of him, but fear of herself enjoying it. Which, she was, whether she could admit it or not.
“Mmmm you belong to the big bad wolf now baby.” he said and he felt her fingers push up through his chest hair. “You like the big bad hairy wolf dont you little girl?” he snarled as he leaned forward, and he sunk his teeth into her neck, biting her, Rebecca moaned and her arms wrapped around him beneath his arms and around his back where her fingers gripped his back, her nails dragging over his back through his shirt, her nails scratching through his shirt. He groaned and looked at her, her mouth gasping, and panting now as she moaned.
“Do you like the big bad wolf now baby?” he said, his dick still stretching her open everytime he thrust into her. Rebecca nodded as she moaned.
“Say it. Say you love the big bad wolf fucking that little pussy.” he groaned.
Rebecca looked him in the eyes , her eyes filled with desire now, filled with wanting. “ I love the big bad wolf fucking my pussy.” she moaned and her father smiled as he stopped and held himself inside her, leaning down, his mouth against her.
“Tell the big bad wolf how much you want his cum inside you.” he said.
Rebeccas legs wrapped around him as much as they could and her arms around his neck, looking into his eyes, her lips brushing his slightly as he pumped his cock into her, his body smothering hers, her tits pressed against his hairy chest, she gasped and then talked against his mouth telling him exactly what he wanted to hear.
“I want your cum inside me.” she whimpered.
“How bad?” he growled.
“Bad. Really really bad. Put your cum in my pussy Daddy. I want the big bad wolf to cum inside his little red riding whore.” she said and he groaned, listening to her talk like a slut.
“Do you want the big bad wolf to breed you?” he groaned.
“Breed me, breed me right now.” she moaned. “Cum inside me, please, oh please Mr.Wolf!” she moaned loudly. “Fuck me…cum inside me..please…cum….do it….cum inside me Daddy….cum inside your little girl….you dirty old wolf…fucking breed me!” she yelled and laid there, her body rocking on the bed as he leaned up and began to let his cum fill her, slamming his cock into her, letting out a loud grown, his head falling back and jaw dropping open. Rebecca smiled slightly to herself as she realized how wolf like he actually looked, groaning upwards at the ceiling, as if he were howling at the moon like an actual werewolf.
“Fuuuuuuck.” he groaned and he looked down at her with his cock held inside her, he could feel the last of his cum pumping into her.
“Mmmmmmm” Rebecca moaned. “Did the big bad wolf fill my little pussy and breed me like a little whore?” she asked with a smile.
HE smiled and slid his cock out slowly, leaving all of his cum buried inside of her, and exhaled as he laid himself down beside her.
“Jesus..fucking…christ.” he said as Rebecca sat up and staddled him and leaned down and kissed him, her body bending over his belly, her hands pressed into his chest hair, curling it in her fingers.
“When the big bad wolf is ready..” she said with a smirk.
“I’d like to show him why they call her “Riding Hood.”
It had been difficult for the whole group to get together like this. Between work and class schedules, it was nearly impossible to get more than three of us in the same room. I hadn't been back to our home town in months, the drive was long and I'd been enjoying city life. But I'd missed this, it was simple and my brain really needed the break.
The dingy basement room was exactly the same as it had been before we'd all gone off trying to build our adult lives. The same old couches, stained from the years of drink spills and burns where loose embers had fallen. The old blanket that covered the doorframe stained yellow in the way only years of smoke can cause. Same strings of Christmas lights twinkling softly in the haze.
Benny's house had always been our favorite spot. His dad wasn't exactly an attentive parent and we'd been more than happy to take advantage of that, filling our weekends with that giggly fog we'd all grown to love.
We were all massively crossfaded by now. I'd brought a bottle of whiskey, something that I'd acquired a taste for at college, and the guys had all pitched in to secure us an ounce. The last round of shots had finished out the bottle and was settling in nicely as I sprawled out on the couch, feeling the sludgy metal that blared from the speakers rattle my bones.
A large plume of smoke shoots across the room followed by some choked coughing. "Marco" Ryan chokes out as he holds the bong out in front of him. "Polo!" I sit up and reach my hands out, grabbing for someone to place it in them. A series of groans from around me, "Dude I thought we agreed not to play that anymore today" Mitch whines and throws a plastic bottle at him as he crosses the room with the bong. "She always wins, she doesn't even need more. Look at her!"
He's not wrong. I can feel how sloppy I must be starting to look, and hear my words slurring together. "Yes, but I want more." I give him what I hope is a defiant look as Ryan presses the lighter into my hand. "And what the lady wants, the lady gets of course." The smoke hits my throat and I hold it for just a moment, before exhaling with spuddering gasps. "Marco," I barely get the word out before the coughing starts. I'd let Ryan be in charge of pulling out the bowl, and he's always thought it was funny to see just how big of a hit he could get me to take. I lean back down on the couch trying to get control of my breath as I see him clear what was left then hand it off to Jules; who had rooted himself infront of the small tv on the floor, paying more attention to whatever game he was playing than anything that was happening in the room around him.
Benny was sitting next me and I leaned my head into his shoulder. "Give me ciggy?" I don't usually smoke them. But I'd always liked the smell, and a little but of alcohol always pushed me right over that edge into indulgence. He pulled one out of the pack, "What do we say?" I put on an exaggerated pout and batted my eyes. "Pweeease?" I whine out in a high pitch before breaking down into a little giggle and opening my mouth just a bit. His face briefly flushes red as he places it between my lips and lights it.
A few puffs in and I feel that gentle buzz of nicotine settling into the mess already in my brain. I settle down on my back with my head on his lap, occasionally taking small puffs while my free arm hangs limply off the side of the couch. Ryan lifts my legs to sit down next to us and rests them across his lap. He grabs the cigarette out of my hand, taking a few deep drags before handing it back. Another large cloud crosses the room with more coughing. Sounds like someone finally gave Mitch the bong.
Ryan's hands had been resting on my legs and one began to move, slowly rubbing up and down, creeping higher up my thigh with every pass. Usually right now I would be peeling his hand off and telling him to keep it to himself, I liked to flirt but had always been clear that I wasn't being serious. Guys were so easy to get a bit flustered after all, it was fun. But my skin felt so good. His hand slipped up beneath the soft shorts I was wearing, and began to gently pet me through my underwear. I let out a small gasp and covered my face with my hand, hoping it would just look like I was taking another puff of the cigarette I was holding.
I feel another hand, this one rests on my chest, slowly tracing over my collarbone and up my neck. Benny, his fingertips are calloused from years of playing guitar and the way they feel on my skin makes me shudder. He makes his way further down, slipping under my shirt and lightly rubbing one of my nipples. He takes the cigarette that's dangling dangerously loose from my fingers and blows a small puff of smoke into my face.
"No way. That got her wet" Ryan's voice made me snap back to reality for a moment. Taking in that it had actually been happening, and wasn't just some drug fueled daydream. I make a move to get up but get stopped, Benny grabbing my arms and using one hand to pull them up above my head. Ryan's hands grab my hips, using my attempted escape to set me down on his lap. Benny leans down to my ear, "We were all having so much fun though. This will be better for you if you choose to keep enjoying it."
Ryan presses down on my stomach, using his free hand to yank my shorts and underwear off. I struggle a bit, but the room is spinning and my legs aren't really working how I want them to, so he doesn't really struggle. Benny presses a hand down over my mouth and releases my arms. I try to pry his hand off my face but he's not budging at all.
My eyes shoot around the room. Jules still has his eyes locked on the screen and headset on, useless. My eyes lock on Mitch, staring back at me with his mouth hanging open. My focus breaks as I feel one of Ryan's fingers slid into me. "Guys, I don't think you should be..." Mitch is cut of by the sound of my muffled moan into Benny's hand as Ryan starts to curl his finger inside me, pressing against my walls as he slowly slides it in and out. "Don't be a bitch. See? She likes it. Call it.. group bonding." He sticks another finger in and spreads them apart, bringing another muffled moan to my lips. I meet Mitch's eyes again. They've changed, now filled with a dark hunger.
Maybe Benny had been right, I let my body relax and hands drop. He releases his grip on my face and smiles down at me smuggly. "You can't tell me there's nothing you've thought about doing to her," one of his hands winds into my hair and wrenches my head back making me let out a small cry. "We all know what a fucking tease she is," his other hand wrapping around my neck. "She definitely liked that," Ryan's helpful commentary as he slid a third finger in, still pressing them around, feeling my insides. My shuddering moan is cut off by Benny's hand tightening around my throat, "I knew she was the type to like it rough" he lets go of my hair and I hear a smack, then feel a stinging on my cheek. "You can do anything you want and she'll probably like it."
He roughly shoves his thumb in my mouth, pressing on my tongue to force it wider open. His hand slides over to force two fingers in, rubbing them up and down on my tongue, occasionally pressing them in far enough to make me gag. I can't breathe, my vision is starting to go spotty, I can feel my body starting to limp. He releases his grasp on my neck and pulls his fingers out. Leaving me gasping, desperately trying catch my breath.
More hands. Any hesitation Mitch had been feeling must have passed as he shoves up my shirt and bra to expose my breasts, beginning to grab at them roughly. Benny's fingers find their way back into my throat, roughly pushing in and out. Ryan has started to press and rub circles on my clit with his thumb, sending shudders through my body. I feel Mitch's mouth latch on to one of my nipples, biting down while roughly yanking the other one. I yelp, and thrash trying to push him away from me. His head jolts and releases as Benny smacks down on his head. "No man, you've gotta ease bitches into it." Shoving Mitch's hand off, he begins to pinch and rub. My body relaxes again, starting to quietly whimper. "See? As long as you get each part ready, it will let you do anything." Another sharp yank, but this time I felt myself let out a moan.
Mitch's mouth locks back on, tracing circles with his tongue and gently sucking. He slowly gains intensity, giving small gentle nibbles before eventually roughly biting again. I can hear myself squeal. The different sensations from everyone's hands are so intense. My body shakes and clenches, "Guys I think she just came." Ryan's fingers pull out of me and are held out in front of my face, dripping with sticky liquid. "Did you just cum on my hand?" One of my hands shoots up to cover my eyes as I let out a whine. Benny pulls his fingers out of my mouth and roughly yanks my hand up above my head. "That sounded like a yes to me. Help me get it upright."
Hands pull and manuver me so that I'm straddled over Benny's lap, securing my arms behind my back and pulling them to his chest with a hand. I feel his other hand beneath me, messing with the closure on his pants and eventually getting them down enough that I felt his skin press on mine. With a jolt he was inside me and I made another squeal. I hear him groan as he begins to pull me up and down on him.
Ryan stands in front of me, undoing his pants and pushing them down his hips. One hand grabbed a fist of my hair as the other positioned himself in front of my lips. He immediately shoved all the way into my throat, both hands pulling my head to his body. I gag and sputter, trying to breath around him as he begins to violently pull me back and forth. I fall forward slightly and grab onto his hips, trying to hold myself up. The aggressive pounding into my face keeps pressing me down onto Benny, forcing him deeper and deeper. My inability to breathe doesn't stop me from whimpering and moaning onto Ryan as he uses my face, only stopping and pulling out as my vision starts to spot and hands loosen their grip.
"Is that fucking virgin really not hearing this? Jules. HEY JULES" Ryan launches a plastic bottle across the room, hitting him solidly on the back. Jules pushes the headset off his ear and whips around, "What the fuck do you want. I'm about to...Oh. Shit." A look of shock flashes across his face briefly as he takes in the scene in front of him. I can't even begin to imagine how I looked right now. I could feel my mouth still hanging open, drool dripping from my tongue, every peice of my body on display. I'm sure the pleading look in my eyes was no longer begging for rescue. Ryan grabs my nipple and roughly pulls it up before releasing, making my breast bounce. I can barely hear him over the noise I make, "Come on, try it. Pop that cherry boy!" He lets out an exaggerated whooping noise as he slaps my other breast, making me yelp.
I hear the sound of the headset and controller clattering to the floor, and the click of a belt being undone. Ryan grabs into my hair and steps the the side as Jules stands before me, taking out his slowly stiffening cock. "Stop calling me a virgin." He rests himself on my tongue and slowly pushes in. "I've told you before, I'm probably the most experienced person here." Ryan laughs, "Yeah, and you're a fucking liar." He roughly shoves my face up to Jules' body, making me choke and gag as he was forced down my throat. Jules smacks his hand away and grabs both sides of my face to begin slowly guiding my head up and down. The rhythm he has is nice after the violent pounding my throat had endured from Ryan, and without thinking my lips locked down as I started to suck and lick. "Oh fuck. Why didn't she do that for me?"Jules' hands loosen their grip, and rest on my head as I greedily sucked. "If the way you just shoved her on me is any indication, you were being too rough. If she can't breath, she can't perform." His words came out in soft gasps as I swirled my tongue around him, exploring his ridges.
Benny had fallen silent apart from his groans and gentle panting. My body had started to move on its own, and he released his guiding grip on my hips as I ground onto him. His hand slides down and I feel a finger against my ass, letting out a whine as it presses in. My body doesn't stop moving, and every rock of my hips pushes it deeper. I hear him groan behind me, the pitch of his voice dropping almost impossibly low, as he started to slide it in and out. I begin whimper as he picks up speed before removing it completely. I feel him pull out of me and position himself at the entrance to my ass, slowly pushing into me. A feverish moan rips though me. Muffled by Jules still gently thrusting into my mouth.
"Fuck, that's tight." Benny clamps my arms to my sides and aggressively yanks my back to his chest, pulling me off Jules with a pop. He lets go of my arms and plants his hands on the insides of my thighs, wrenching them wide open. "Its front hole is free now, if you want it." I feel Jules drop down over me, using one hand to support himself on the back of the couch and the other to guide himself to my swollen entrance before pushing in. I hear a chorus of moaning escape my lips as they both start moving, pounding into me, not bothering to match their rhythms. There is movement next to us as Ryan propped up a leg and grabbed into my hair. He forced himself back into my open mouth and started to brutally fuck into my face again.
I feel another hand wander in, grabbing at my chest. "Wait your fucking turn man. Can't you see it's busy?" Benny is almost growling as he slaps the hand away, "You guys are being really fucking selfish." Mitch whines but I see him sit down on the other couch anyway, slowly stroking himself with his eyes locked onto us. Benny picks up the pace again, slamming into me and pushing my hips down onto him and Jules. He lets out a guttural moan as he makes one last deep thrust and I feel the warmth of his cum spill into me. He pushes me forward, "Okay, I'm done. Get it off me."
Jules wraps his hands under me and I feel myself hoisted up into the air, I wrap my arms around his neck for balance. He lays me down on the floor and I feel the cold concrete against my back as he leans over me and keeps thrusting. "Come on man. No one else can use her like that!" I feel Ryan's hands trying to pull me out from under Jules, who lets out a frustrated sigh and rolls onto his back. Ryan grabs my hair again, yanking me to my feet and walking my body a few steps over, positioning me over Jules before dropping me back down on top of him. Jules wrapped an arm around my shoulders, pulling my chest to his. His other hand guiding himself back inside me. Ryan's hand starts running up and down my back, occasionally stopping to land a firm slap on my ass. I feel the weight of his chest on my back and the press of his cock against my ass. It goes in so easily. His hands clamp down on my shoulders, holding me in place as he begins to pound into me. He's being even rougher than he'd been with my face, and ramming in so deeply. My noises are all running together, a mix of whines, whimpers, and moans as my body feels stretched and brutalized. Jules lets out a gasp as I feel him shoot into me. He makes a few more gentle pumps, then I feel Ryan slam in as deep as possible before also releasing into me. They both stay there, bodies shaking for a moment before Ryan picks himself up and Jules pushes me off of him.
"Hey bitch boy, it's your turn." The usual aggressive tone in Ryan's voice had subsided as he sat down, sprawled out on the couch. Mitch sprang up and was on top of me in seconds. He presses my face against the floor and pulls my hips up into the air. Rubbing himself against me, soaking himself in the mix of liquids seeping out of me before slowly pushing in. He starts to gain speed and force, letting out small whines with each thrust. It's hard to move my body, all of my muscles feel like they've locked up. I just let him thrust into me, feeling my body pulled around like a ragdoll.
My mind was so clouded, barely even processing the sensation of him inside me anymore. I feel him shudder as he finishes, his hands desperately grabbing into my skin and pulling me closer. As he lets go I feel my body tumble to the floor, twitching slightly as I lay there. I hear them talking around me, but can't process the words as my consciousness starts to slip away.
As I start to fade back in, I'm sprawled on the couch. Still naked, but now alone in the basement room. My whole body aches, covered with red welts and bruises. I sit up and feel an unfamiliar weight around my neck, my hands reach up and feel stiff leather and metal. I try to wrench it off but find a small lock, clamped down. Attaching the collar to a leash that appeared to be newly mounted to the ceiling. I hear the sound of someone coming down the stairs and light floods in as the blanket door is pushed to the side. It's Benny, with a cup of water and a small plate with toast. "Good morning pet." He places them down in front of me and pats my head.
"You didn't really think we were going to let you leave again, did you?"
She’s been my roommate for over three months now and I’m nearing the end of my patience. Everything about her drives me insane, from the smell of her shampoo permeating through the bathroom after her long showers to the way she prances around the living room and kitchen wearing her tiny little pajamas. I’ve learned every single detail about her since she moved in and every day I fall in love with her a little more but she has no idea. She’s been etched into every atom of my soul and I need her to be mine.
She’d moved into my place after responding to an ad I’d placed about needing a roommate. She told me she’d broken up with her boyfriend and moved out of their shared apartment so it never felt right for me to make a move. I didn’t want her to treat me like a rebound, not when I have every intention of making her mine forever. But, last week, she’d put on a fucking red dress and heels fully done up to go on a date with some loser. I almost lost my mind when I saw her on her way out the door. How dare she go spend time with some loser guy when I’m right here for her?
That night, while I waited up all night for her to come home (she didn’t and I almost left the house to hunt her down and drag her back here), I made up my mind. If she can’t see what’s right in front of her, I’ll make her see. I’ll force her to. Plus, she deserves a punishment for whoring herself out to some random guy and I plan to teach her a hard-earned lesson.
It wasn’t very difficult to get my hands on what I needed, the internet really does provide all. A few searches, a couple hundred dollars, and a week’s wait for expedited shipping later, I was equipped with a fast-acting roofie and a powerful aphrodisiac, both of which dissolved nicely and undetectably into any beverage of choice.
It’s Friday night now and I’m jittery with a combination of nerves, excitement, and a feeling of finality. I’m finally getting a taste of what I want. She’ll wake up the next morning, maybe a little sore and tired but none the wiser of the events of tonight. And once I clear my head a little, I’ll figure out a long term plan to make her mine forever.
Really, I’m doing her a favor. I could be rough, be violent, hold a knife to her throat and force her to take my cock. Make her cry and scream and traumatize her to really punish her. But no, I’m too good to her to put her through that. Instead, she gets the easy way out, the nice drugs that make her pliant, relaxed, and needy. She gets to wake up the next morning and still feel safe around me, because she is. And eventually, she’ll learn to love me.
She’s curled up on the couch when I come out of my room, dressed in another one of her tiny pajama sets, her eyes leaving her Kindle to meet mine before she shoots me a beautiful smile. “Hey you! Where’ve you been? I feel like I’ve hardly seen you all week?”
I flash her a grin, “Been busy with work, I took on a new project and there’s been a lot of prep work involved.”
She nods, “Well I hope it goes well, I can’t imagine it not, you seem really good at your job!” If only she knew.
I smile at her before heading into the kitchen, calling out behind me, “You want something to drink?”
“Yes please! Can you grab me a can of seltzer, please?”
My smile widens when I hear that and I grab a can of her favorite flavor from the fridge before cracking it open and pouring the fizzy water into a cup. Both drugs dissolve immediately into the drink and I smirk before grabbing a can for myself.
I step back into the living room and settle onto the other side of the couch, handing over her drink. She smiles in thanks before taking a long sip. I hide my smile behind a drink of my own.
“Whatcha up to?” I ask, nodding towards her Kindle.
She shrugs, tossing her hair over her shoulder, the smell of her shampoo wafting into my face. My fist clenches. Fuck, she smells so good. “I’m just reading, nothing exciting,” she says. “What about you? Any fun plans tonight?”
I can’t hold back the smirk that lights up my face, “Nah, just spending a night in.”
She takes another sip of her drink and blinks her eyes tiredly. “Mhm, that sounds nice, getting to bed early sounds like a good plan.”
I nod, eyes fixed on her drink as she takes another swallow. My heart is beating hard in my chest as I try to restrain myself from showing my dark excitement for where tonight is headed.
I watch as she sets her Kindle down on the coffee table and rubs her eyes. “I think I’m going to head into my room…” her voice is softer now, slower as the drugs start to take effect. I nod at her drink, “You should finish that before you head in.”
She nods a little and drinks the last little bit, setting her cup onto the table and moving to stand. She barely manages to get herself up before she stumbles and her knees buckle, her body folding like a puppet.
I’m ready for her and I pull her into my lap, making sure she doesn’t hurt herself.
“Hey, hey, what’s wrong, you okay?” My voice betrays my excitement but she’s too far gone to notice. Her body melts into mine as she lets out a soft whine, “Mm really tired… and everything feels so hot…”
She leans her head against my shoulder and I let out a groan, the feeling of her soft body in my lap is almost enough to make me lose control. I laugh incredulously, “Fuck, those drugs really do work fast.”
I tap her cheek gently and look into her dazed eyes, “Hey. Hey, focus on me. You still with me?”
Her eyes blink slowly at me but she’s too delirious to respond. I’m so fucking hard now, the reality of what’s going to happen fully hitting me. I cup her cheek and lean my forehead against hers, groaning with desire.
“You’re all mine now, huh? Drugged out of your mind and completely vulnerable. You look so pretty like this, not a single thought in that gorgeous head of yours, isn’t that right?”
My lips meet hers and I moan into her mouth as I claim our first kiss. First of many. She’s soft and pliant underneath me, her lips clumsily moving against mine. I run my hand through her soft hair as my lips work feverishly against hers. My breath comes out in harsh pants when I finally pull away, the taste of her lips making my head spin.
“Fuck, you’re so perfect like this. So obedient, so good for me. Not like last week, when you whored yourself out to some fucking guy, huh?” My voice turns mean as I recall the red hot fury that governed my every thought the night she went out. My hands get rougher as I move her around in my lap, pulling her back to my chest and spreading her legs so they splayed open for me.
“If you’d just been a good girl, tonight wouldn’t have needed to happen like this. But no, you betrayed me. You went and fucked some other guy and now I need to cleanse him from you before I can make you mine. Because that’s what you are, my perfect girl, isn’t that right?”
Her eyes have fluttered shut now but it doesn’t matter to me because when my hand trails down her stomach to her clothed pussy, I can feel the burning heat. The aphrodisiac’s doing its job too.
I chuckle and grab a fistful of her pathetically tiny shorts and jerk them hard off her legs. She lets out a soft whimper from my harsh treatment and I coo softly at her, “It’s okay, darling, this is what you want.”
My fingers press against her bare cunt and she’s soaked.
“Fuck, you’re fucking dripping. Look at you, drugged out of your mind and this pretty pussy is weeping for me.”
I run my fingers gently across her pulsing clit and her legs twitch, a soft whine escaping from her lips. I start to rub her sensitive little clit in circles, spreading her own wetness all over her pussy.
“So messy for me, huh? I know you like this, I can feel your cunt pulsing. Only I can make you feel this way, you’ll learn that soon.”
She’s letting out little desperate whimpers and a glance at her face tells me she’s so out of it that I have nothing to worry about. I slide a finger into her pussy and groan at how tight she is.
“Fuck, your pretty pussy feels so good wrapped around my finger. God, you’re so nasty, getting all drugged up and turning into a little mindless toy. You’re leaking all over my lap and I’ve barely done anything. What a filthy little whore.”
I thrust my fingers into her and curl them upwards, letting my thumb keep rubbing her little clit. I almost wish she were more lucid so she could hear all the dirty things I’m telling her.
“Fuck, I can tell you’re close, huh? You gonna cum for me, all drugged up and making a mess all over my fingers?”
Her soft whimpers have turned into louder moans and I can tell by her little hip thrusts that she’s close. My fingers don’t stop and I feel her shudder in my arms, a soft mewling cry erupting from her as she cums for me. I groan softly and work her through her orgasm, my fingers rubbing mercilessly against her little clit as she trembles.
“That’s it, baby, feel good for me. I’m the only one who can make you feel like this, isn’t that right? You’re fucking mine.” I pull my fingers away from her and taste her wetness, moaning at how good she is.
I scoop her up and carry her into my room, laying her gently down on my bed, her head lolling in her drugged state of semi-consciousness. I brush her hair away from her pretty face, admiring her.
“I love you, pretty girl, do you know that? I love you so much and I’ll prove that to you. You won’t remember any of this tomorrow, but I promise you’ll never doubt how much I love you for the rest of our lives.”
I crawl over her, pining her body down onto the bed with my own, my hands running everywhere over her body. I trail soft kisses over her skin, licking gently down her neck and into the valley of her pretty, pretty tits. Her nipples are so hard and a gentle flick from my fingers makes her let out a soft, sleepy whine.
I draw a hard peak into my mouth and let my tongue play with her sensitive flesh, scrapping my teeth gently against her. Another whimper from her. I want nothing more than to leave love bites and marks all over her skin, proving that she belongs to me for anyone to see but I control myself. Leaving marks would mean leaving evidence and I can’t have that, not yet.
I spend another few moments gently playing with her sensitive tits before I get too impatient to wait any longer. My cock has been straining against my sweatpants since I saw her take her first sip of her drugged drink and I can’t hold back anymore. I make quick work of my own clothes before I finally press my naked body against hers, every single bit of her form fitting perfectly against mine, like we were made for each other.
Her pretty cunt is still weeping, making a mess all over my bed. “I wish you were awake for this so you could see how fucking perfect we are for each other. But it’s okay, your mind might not remember this but your body well. Your body will know it belongs to me.” I groan as I swipe a finger through her wetness, making sure to nudge her little clit, savoring the hitch in her breathing that follows.
I smirk as I grip my throbbing cock and run the head gently across her dripping folds, moaning at the feel of her. “Fuck, such a desperate little cunt for me. You like this, huh? Like the feeling of my cock rubbing your cunt? Fuck, you’re so good like this.”
I slowly start to press into her, the tight, wet heat of her pussy making my head spin from pleasure. She lets out tiny little moans as I bottom out inside of her, her cunt clenching around me so tightly I would’ve thought she was awake if I didn’t know better.
“Fuck, that’s right. I own this pussy, this tight fucking cunt gripping my cock. Fuck, you’re all mine.” I’m panting as I start to thrust into her, every single movement making her limp body jerk.
She’s so good for me, so obedient as I take exactly what I want from her. Her eyes are still shut but the sounds she makes while unconscious are almost enough to make me worry she’s actually awake. I thrust deep and she lets out a delicious little whine.
“Fuck yes, you’re so sensitive like this, huh? The drugs making you so needy for me and my cock. Is that little clitty feeling neglected?” I groan as my fingers rub harshly against her clit, the movement making her cunt tighten even further around me. It doesn’t take long before I hear her little whimpers escalate and her hips jerk. Her soft, relaxed body is driving me insane and I start to loose my rhythm as she milks me.
“You getting close again, love? All drugged up, stuffed full, and about to cum again for me? There you go, you like that huh? I know you can’t answer me but your body tells me enough.” I rub her clit faster and shudder when I feel her orgasm hit her hard. Her pussy milks me hard and it pushes me over the edge.
I fuck her through both our orgasms and I collapse onto the bed next to her, taking care not to crush her underneath me. My heart is pounding as the pleasure ebbs out of my body, leaving me satiated and content. I pull her into my arms and press my lips to her temple, my eyes taking in her flushed face, closed eyes, and trembling body. My pretty girl is all tired out from tonight’s activities.
“You did so good, love. I’m so fucking good to you, aren’t I? I made sure you’d enjoy this, made sure you would cum over and over again. I treated you so well, I didn’t leave a single bruise on your soft skin. You should be so grateful, baby. I made sure to be gentle, to be so good to you. Made sure to buy you the good drugs so you wake up tomorrow nice and easy. You won’t remember any of this but it’s okay. I’ll remember and I’ll know that our first time together was perfect.”
I press my lips to her skin again and pull her tighter into my grasp, my own eyes closing as I drift off to sleep with her.
I wake up several hours later, her body still tucked into my own, her soft breaths tickling my skin. I take in the vision of her curled up in my bed and it almost makes me want to fuck her again. But I can’t, her drugs are going to wear off soon and I need to make sure she opens her eyes in her own room, dressed in her pajamas so she has no clue what happened.
I groan softly as I extricate myself from the bed, my body already missing hers. It’s easy enough to redress her in her pajamas and carry her into her room. I tuck her into bed and press a soft kiss to her forehead before heading out of her bedroom.
I’m too restless to go back to sleep so I throw on a pair of sweatpants and go to sit out in the living room, replaying the events of last night in my head. As time passes, there’s a sinking feeling of dread building in my stomach. What if the drugs didn’t work as expected and she wakes up remembering everything that happened? If that happens, everything falls apart. I’m wracking my brain to come up with a contingency plan and wanting to punch myself for not thinking this through earlier when I hear the door of her bedroom open.
My eyes immediately find hers and part of my relaxes when I see no anger, fear, or revulsion in her face. Just sleepiness and a look of contentment.
“Hey, how’d you sleep?” My voice sounds thick and croaky and I cough awkwardly to cover it up. She smiles at me and walks in my direction.
“Good, really good.”
She comes to the couch and settles next to me. Closer than normal. A lot closer, she’s basically pressed right up against me. I blink at her.
She smirks and her hand comes to rest against my chest. My bare chest. My breath stutters and I look at her with wide eyes. “What- what are you doing?”
She giggles, “What? You spend all night doing unspeakable things to me and now a little hand on your chest has you freaking out?”
My mind short-circuits as my stomach drops. “What?” My voice comes out in a croak and panic seizes my entire body.
I hear her laugh again but everything feels like a haze. I watch, frozen, as she tucks herself against me and leans into my chest.
I clear my throat and stutter a little when I speak again, “What- what do you think happened last night?”
She smiles at me. “You mean before or after you drugged me?”
Fuck, I’m screwed. I fucked up. It’s over. My heart is pounding as I struggle to process what’s happening. “What?” If I had higher brain capacity right now, I’d be desperately coming up with some excuse but nothing comes to mind. She laughs again and cups my cheek in one hand.
“Stop freaking out, you didn’t do anything that I didn’t already want,” her voice punches through the confusion in my head and I stare at her.
“What?” That seems to be my favorite word right now.
She pats my cheek. “Okay, fine, I’ll explain, I’m done messing with you. I’ve been into you since I moved in. And I know you’ve been into me too. It’s really hard to miss all the signs, you’re always doing little things for me, buying me the snacks I like, making excuses to spend weekends together, staring at me when you think I’m not paying attention.”
I blush a little at that, I guess I haven’t been subtle.
“I kept waiting for you to do something about it but you never did. So I ‘went on a date’ last week to try to provoke something out of you.” I blink dumbly at her air quotes.
“What? It wasn’t a real date?” There’s so much for my brain to work through right now and I can’t focus properly because she keeps stroking my chest.
She laughs and rolls her eyes good-naturedly, “No, it wasn’t a real date, I got dressed up and went to a friend’s place to stay over to make you jealous so you’d do something. And you did. Only I thought you’d ask me out finally, not concoct this insane plan of yours.”
I blink slowly at her, she continues, seeing that I’m incapable of stringing together coherent words right now.
“You left your laptop out last week and I saw the shipping confirmation of the drugs in your email. It wasn’t hard to put together what you intended to do. I didn’t think you had it in you,” she teased. I’m still dumbfounded.
“It wasn’t that hard to get to the packages before you when they came in,” she shrugs. “The roofie I swapped for a sugar pill but I kept the aphrodisiac intact because it sounded fun. And when you drugged me last night, I just pretended that the roofie worked. Honestly, it was so much harder than I thought it would be to stay still through everything but so fucking worth it.” She smiles at me before kissing my cheek.
My mind is racing as I put all the pieces together and all the panic and fear from earlier is replaced with awe. I let out a choked, incredulous laugh. “What the fuck? You’re fucking crazy,” my voice is reverential as I grab her and pull her onto my lap. My lips find hers and I feel her melt into the kiss, every single fiber of my being relaxing with her.
I pull away and look into her eyes, “I love you, you’re perfect.”
She smiles, “I love you too.” She winks at me, “I can match your freak.”
Note: Hi friends, I'm baaack! I'm so into the "crazy obsessed lover x willing recipient" dynamic so hope y'all enjoyed this one!
The basement’s a dank, concrete hole, lit by a single flickering bulb swinging from a frayed cord. The air’s heavy with mildew and rust, the kind of stench that clings to your skin. She’s down here, wrists bound tight with coarse rope, tied to a rusted pipe jutting from the wall. She’s a curvy little thing—thick thighs, heavy tits spilling out of a ripped tank top, dark hair matted with sweat and dirt. Her denim shorts are shredded at the seams, barely clinging to her hips, and her bare feet scrape the grimy floor as she twists against the restraints. She’s been mouthing off all night, calling me a sick fuck, a psycho, but her voice is hoarse now, cracking with every curse.
I’ve had her locked down here for hours, ever since I dragged her in from that shady bar where she was shaking her ass for tips. She’s the type—loud, bratty, the kind of desperate whore who flaunts it like she’s untouchable, secretly craving someone to break her. I’m leaning against a rickety table, shirtless, jeans low on my hips, a belt coiled in my hand like a snake ready to strike. My cock’s already twitching, straining against the denim, just from watching her squirm.
“Keep pulling, bitch,” I growl, stepping closer, boots thudding on the concrete. “You’re not going anywhere.” Her hazel eyes flash with defiance, but there’s something else there—fear, yeah, but also that flicker of heat, that fucked-up spark that says she’s wired for this. I grab her jaw, hard, forcing her to look up at me, my fingers digging into her soft cheeks. “You think you’re tough? I’m gonna fuck that attitude right out of you.”
She spits in my face, a weak glob that lands on my chin, and I laugh—dark, low, wiping it off with a smirk. “Oh, you’re gonna regret that.” I swing the belt, the leather cracking against her thigh with a sharpthwack. She yelps, body jerking, a red welt blooming fast on her pale skin. I don’t give her time to recover—grabbing her tank top, I rip it down the front, letting her tits bounce free. They’re heavy, nipples stiff despite her snarling, and I slap one, watching it jiggle as she gasps through gritted teeth.
“Fucking asshole!” she snaps, voice trembling, but her legs shift, thighs rubbing together like she can’t help it. I drop the belt, unzipping my jeans, and pull out my cock—thick, veined, leaking precum in a fat bead. Her eyes widen, locked on it, and I see that hunger flash again, even as she tugs at the ropes. “Don’t you fucking dare,” she hisses, but it’s weak, breaking into a whimper as I yank her shorts down, tearing them off her ankles. No panties—just her pussy, plump and glistening, lips swollen like she’s been thinking about this all along.
“Shut up,” I snarl, grabbing her hips and flipping her around, forcing her ass up against the pipe. The ropes twist her arms back, shoulders straining, and I kick her legs apart, exposing her dripping cunt. She’s soaked—fucking drenched—and I don’t bother with prep, just slam into her with one brutal thrust. She screams, raw and ragged, walls clenching tight around me, so hot and wet it’s like she’s sucking me in. “Yeah, you wanted this, you desperate slut,” I grunt, pounding her harder, my balls slapping her clit with every shove.
Her cries turn to moans, involuntary, spilling out as I grip her hair, yanking her head back. “No—no—fuck you!” she chokes, but her hips rock back against me, greedy, betraying her. I feel her tighten, that telltale pulse, and I pull out, leaving her gasping, empty. “Not yet, whore.” I spit on her ass, smearing it over her puckered hole, and shove in—no warning, no mercy. She bucks, a guttural wail tearing from her throat, ass so tight it’s choking my cock. Blood slicks the way, mixing with her sweat, and I ram deeper, feeling her stretch and tear.
“Look at you, taking it like a good little bitch,” I taunt, slapping her ass hard, leaving a handprint. Her body shakes, tits swinging, and I reach around, pinching her clit—hard. She convulses, a muffled “fuck!” slipping out as she cums, pussy gushing down her thighs, soaking the floor. I don’t stop, fucking her ass raw, the wet squelch of cum and blood filling the room until I’m unloading, pumping her full, thick spurts dripping out as I pull back.
She slumps against the pipe, panting, wrecked, ropes biting into her wrists. Her ass is a mess—red, gaping, leaking my cum—and her eyes are glazed, that bratty fire dimmed but still smoldering. I crouch down, grabbing her chin again, forcing her to meet my gaze. “Say it,” I growl. “Say you fucking loved it.”
Her lips tremble, voice a broken whisper. “I… loved it.” I smirk, standing, leaving her there, bound and dripping, knowing she’ll stay until I decide otherwise.
Hi Nonny.
It didn’t turn out that animalistic, I think. Still hope you enjoy it.
Truly savage
Tags: Tarzan/Jane, disney porn, defloration
The momemt he understands that they are one kind is magical. His hand is pressed against hers and he looks first at them with great wonder, then at her. Jane smiles.
But then, good heavens, a flash of lightning shoots through her body when the ape man, Tarzan, presses his face between her breasts. Instinctively her arms are moved out of the way and her back is arched. The warmth of his face seeps through her wet dress which clings to her perky little tits. His nose pokes into the side of one mound and his hot breath stiffens her nipple.
Jane pants at the sensation and her heartbeat drums in her chest.
When Tarzan pulls back, her breasts tingle with longing. Jane feels dizzy. Even more so when he cups her face with his large hands and pulls her against this hot, wet and firm chest of his.
He smells like jungle and wind. His skin is incredibly smooth. Her eyes focus on his nipple and she shudders when she sees it stiff, making her mouth water.
Even though her insides are in uproar, Jane keeps her composure. She is British, after all.
The gunshot distracts both Tarzan and her. And before she knows what is happening, Jane is flying.
Oh, what a magnificent feeling. It is beyond compare. Not just the wind and the thrill, but also Tarzan’s muscular body against her, his big arm wrapped around her waist. He’s so strong – what a mysterious, fascinating man.
But then, Lord help her, the air is knocked out of her and she is ripped out of Tarzan’s arm.
Falling, falling, the wind rushing past her ears, deafening her scream.
The ground is coming closer so fast. She’s going to die. She’s going to die!
Her face is only inches away from the mossed ground when Tarzan catches her. Once again the wind is knocked out of her.
While her head is still spinning Tarzan puts her in his lap and cradles her like a baby. Much later she will wonder if this was an instinctive act.
But now she is too confused and frightened to think. The world is still upside down and Jane pants.
She can’t breathe, the high neck of her dress suffocating her. With desperate fingers she opens the buttons and tears the white blouse open as far as possible.
In her panic she misses how Tarzan’s eyes widen and how he stares down her blouse, noticing a tiny brown spot on that awkward mound on her chest.
When her dress is pulled down her shoulders, Jane comes to her senses again.
“No! Tarzan, no!”
She tries to push him away, but Tarzan only grins and puts his face between her naked mounds.
Jane gasps at the sensation. It feels wonderful. It paralyzes her, giving Tarzan enough time to push her dress down with one strong move, trapping her arms in an awkward angle behind her back.
Now she can only watch with wide eyes how the ape man brushes her white linen blouse to the side and uncovers her perky breasts.
She really should have worn a corset. Then Tarzans’s eyes wouldn’t widen like that. He wouldn’t see her brown nipples standing up, begging for attention. But he does.
Jane blushes furiously.
“No Tarzan! You mustn’t look!”
She struggles to move her arms. Big mistake.
Her little tits jiggle and only draw more attention to them.
His big green eyes fixate them. Then he stares at his own chest, it being flat while hers is so wonderfully swollen.
Of course.
He doesn’t know the difference between male and female. So he really is the only man in this unexplored world.
“Your chest is flat because you are a man, Tarzan. I am a woman. My breasts are there to nurse a child. Men don’t do that…which makes me realizes that it makes no sense for you to have nipples. How odd…”
Jane is about to drift into scientific musings when she sees how Tarzan begins feeling his breast.
She bites her lip not to laugh.
And she won’t.
A second later, when his hand cups her right breast, she squeals.
Tarzan doesn’t mind, though.
This mound feels soft and warm. He squishes is again and again.
Jane is close to fainting. She protests weakly, yet she arches her back. Shiver after shiver runs over her body, pooling between her thighs.
“Oh no, Tarzan, you mustn’t do that! Men and women aren’t allowed to touch each other like that outside marriage!”
He reaches over and starts squishing the other one.
“God, if I could explain to you what social boundaries are!”
A moan bursts out of her when Tarzan’s finger accidentally brushes her nipple. This he understands, damn him.
Looking at her with those curious, open eyes, he pushes against it again.
Jane gasps involuntarily, looking back at him through hooded eyes.
Something changes in his expression. He lets out a little ‘hoo’ and begins attacking her nipples with his fingers. Within a minute, Jane’s entire body is aflame. Moaning in gasping she sits in his lap, her body writhing, her legs having opened on their own account.
Over and over does she hoarsely beg him to stop, but he simply doesn’t want to understand the word.
There is a fire burning between her legs, although she can feel wetness. Her underskirt is sticking to her labia and it feels so good that her hips start rolling, making the cloth stroke her sex. Once again Jane’s head is spinning, the stranger’s soft hands and strong presence and her burning body erasing every logical thought from her mind. Never had she felt like this before, so in contact with her body. Her mind had always commanded her actions, but not now. Now her body is in complete control, writhing and offering herself to the wild man holding her.
Eventually, her moving legs and rolling hips distract Tarzan from her beautiful tits. Due to Jane’s movements her skirt has hiked up to her knees, so it only needs one pull to make it fall into her lap. Her pale, slender legs attract him and he sniffs curiously. When his nose touches her thigh Jane moans and spreads them wider.
That’s when Tarzan catches the first whiff of her drooling virgin pussy.
A jolt rushes through him, right to his cock, and he puts her upper body down on the ground and pulls her ass on his kneeling legs. Jane’s legs lift off the ground and Tarzan takes and bends them until the source of this intoxicating smell lies in front of him.
Now that her feet are dangling in the air and the cool breeze – which it’s really not since they are in Africa, but the air still feels not as hot as her sex- hits Jane’s hot pussy, her head clears up a bit.
“No, no! Tarzan no!”
Horrendously ashamed that he is staring at her cunt, Jane begins squirming and tries to close her legs. She manages to scooch off his lap and away from him, freeing her arms in the movement. Her torso now completely exposed, she hastily rolls onto her belly to make her escape, but not a second later his big hand pulls at her foot and turns her around again.
They struggle and she tries to push him away, her little breasts bouncing.
As if to soothe her Tarzan squeezes one mound and then the hard little nipple.
“No, no, no! Oh, Tarzan, please stop!”
While she protests, Tarzan gently pushes her back on the ground.
“Jane”, he says and pushes against her chest, motioning her to stay.
The smile he gives her is so friendly and cheerful. This in combination with his gentle fingers is just irresistible.
“Fine. But only for a second”, she breathes in the end, her skin tingling with desire.
When she stays down, Tarzan lets out an excited ‘hoo hoo’ and nuzzles her neck. Jane giggles. It’s just too adorable.
With a hop Tarzan is between her legs. Casually he lifts and spreads them. Then he pushes up her skirt so he can look at her wet pussy.
While Jane tries to convince herself that this is nothing sexual, just natural curiosity, the scent of her cunt fills Tarzan’s head.
He feels something rise inside him as he stares at and sniffs that weird slit. He’s not scared. Mostly confused. But he doesn’t hesitate to follow the wishes of his body.
When he touches her wet folds, Jane wails. She wants to close her legs again, but Tarzan pushes them apart firmly. Then he touches her again, his fingers sliding through the wetness, scooping up the juice of her virgin cunt.
He looks at it for a long moment. Next, he sniffs it. Then he puts his fingers into his mouth.
Jane watches his eyes roll back into his head and his nostrils flare. A jolt rushes through her. She knows what will happen next, but she doesn’t seize the moment to close her legs.
Her eyes flutter shut every time Tarzan rubs his fingers on her slit to get more of her juice. And it feels so fantastic.
“Oh Tarzan”, she hums now as he pulls her outer lips apart. On his own he finds her hole. Without hesitation he pushes a finger inside.
Jane lets out a squeal as the first orgasm ever explodes within her. The wild man stares at her while her body is shaking, his finger still inside her, feeling the muscles of her pussy clench around it.
Funny enough, now he finally understands everything.
She is a female.
She needs to be bread.
Of course he knows how to mate. He’s seen Kerchak do it often enough. Technically, he would have the right to breed this female first.
But it’s not his kind, Tarzan muses. She is like him. Jane. Delicious, beautiful Jane.
He rolls her on her belly with a swift movement. His loincloth is gone a second later, his veiny cock hard and ready to satisfy the needy female. Jane, he reminds himself.
Grunting like an ape he climbs on top of her, his nose sniffing and brushing over her spine, while his knees push her thighs apart.
Jane’s head is spinning, her body still twitching from that life-changing orgasm. No one has told her that it would feel so bloody amazing to climax. After all these years wondering what the big deal about sex was, she finally understands. Tarzan’s innocent touch has taught her something very important about her own nature. And now he’s caressing her back so tenderly, causing goose bumps to spread on her back. Voluntarily she tilts her head and exposes her throat when he has reached it, momentarily forgetting that he is not a gentleman but an uncivilized, instinct driven male.
His soft lips brush over the sensitive skin on her neck and instinctively Jane pushes out her white little ass. Like a wench does she moan when he licks her throat. She still doesn’t suspect what’s about to happen when begins biting her. This in combination with his low growls only makes her hornier and she pants in excitement.
Only when Tarzan’s hot dick pushes against her unprotected pussy does she realize the fatality of her innocence. But before she can react his strong hand pushes her upper body into the thick grass, trapping her. Desperately she shouts at him to let her go as he grabs his cock and pokes around her wet hot flesh, trying to find her opening. He pushes against her clit and Jane’s protest is interrupted with a high-pitched moan. Arousal sets her skin on fire and switches off her head.
Even though she will deny it for the next few weeks, it is her how adjusts her hips so the tip of his fat cock finds her entrance. And she will insist that it hurt horribly when he shoved his cock into her like he does now with one hard thrust, even though all she feels is pleasure.
Dear Lord, so much pleasure.
Jane only wails and screams because society expects it from her. That veiny cock slamming into her over and over again is heaven. While she screams some more she widens her stand to allow him to fuck her even deeper. And Tarzan immediately does. He is hovering over her, his grunts so close to her ear, his hot breath hitting her neck. The wet noises of her drooling deflowered pussy mix into the music of their mating and Jane soon squeals with her second orgasm, this one making her eyes roll back into her head.
Tarzan loses his rhythm as the tight hole starts milking him fast and hard and he lets out a desperate moan, grabbing Jane’s bare ass. Erratically he thrusts into her a few more times, then he pushes his throbbing cock into her to the hilt. Something primal tells him to do this. And then Tarzan sees black spots. He moans and growls as his sperm is pumped out of his full balls and shot into that hungry pussy.
He clings to his female, overwhelmed with the sensation of his first mating. When he is all spent, an unknown feeling of peace spreads in his chest. Tarzan nuzzles her neck before he straightens and pulls his cock out of his female’s cunt. With wonder and curiosity he looks at the fluids sticking to his dick and running out of the stretched hole.
Jane is panting desperately, her mind still foggy from the rapture of her first sexual encounter and her ass still up in the air. She feels so empty now with Tarzan’s penis gone, feels horribly stretched out. She clenches her inner muscles and gasps when a gush of seed and pussy juice runs out of her fucked hole and down her slit and abdomen. Her vagina is sore and burning, still it is still buzzing from all the pleasure.
Oh, such pleasures!
Pleasure she was not meant to know yet.
Her head shoots up. Reality clashes over her, social as well as medical consequences attacking her poor mind.
She has been deflowered. Her social status as a maiden has been ruined. No gentleman would marry her now. But worst of all, she could be pregnant from this…this savage.
Just as anger and hatred are about to overtake her, Tarzan’s tongue plows through her sore slit.
Jane squeals.
Her entire body flinches.
And then, dear Lord, then it is back to heaven.
That savage is licking her pussy. He spreads her ass with his big hands and presses his face into her wet flesh, his tongue thrusting into her hole.
“Oh, Tarzan! Tarzan!”
While Tarzan just wants to clean her up, Jane is getting excited again. Innocent Tarzan doesn’t understand.
But he gets it when Jane rolls onto her back and lifts her legs into the air. His female wants to mate again. She manages to grab his hand and pulls him on top of her, Tarzan co-operating with pleasure.
He’s a bit surprised when Jane pulls his face between her breasts. Apparently, she wants to show him her heartbeat. Tarzan is listening to her rapid heartbeat and smiles up at her.
Jane shakes her head.
“No, no. Kiss ‘em, Tarzan. Here.”
Taking one breast in her hand she guides Tarzan’s head to it and rubs her hard nipple against his lips. He knows that infants suck on their mother’s breasts for milk. So he gives her nipple an experimental suck. He flinches when Jane throws back her head and arches her back.
She doesn’t have any milk. Why is she so excited?
“Yes, yes, Tarzan. Oh, you wonderful, wild man. Take me. Take me, my savage darling.”
The more he sucks, the brighter her smile gets. Her breast tastes rather wonderful.
His cock is fully erect and throbbing again.
Letting out a growl as passion takes him anew, he grabs both her breasts and starts sucking them hard as he thrusts his hips forward. Eventually, his cock finds her entrance and with a loud moan against his female’s breast he slams it into that tight little hole.
He loves that hole.
And he loves the sounds she makes.
She is so…wild.
He likes that the most.
Two more times they mate before Jane’s pussy is too sore to enjoy. She has no regrets as she rearranges her clothes after Tarzan licked her clean like the wild gentleman he was. She wonders about that. She should feel shame, at least. But nothing. Her entire body is buzzing with satisfaction. Maybe the shame will come later. Maybe not. Whatever it may be, she wraps her arms around him with a happy smile on her face and lets out an excited squeal as he jumps at the first liana.
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The Rules:
* The first two rules of fight club apply. No exceptions.
* If this is your first time you must announce your arrival and intent by knocking on the bedroom door with the agreed upon knock (five rhythmic knocks) and await the answering knock (two knocks) before entering.
* If your knock is not answered, or for return visits if the door is locked: better luck next time; you may rest in any available guest bedroom but unless prior arrangements exist (already a house guest) you must leave before dawn.
* Lights stay off
* Stay quiet, no talking, etc.
* Respect the anonymity and don’t disclose who you are.
* What happens in the dark stays in the dark; No discussion or acknowledgment afterwards.
* Unless otherwise restrained or detained, you must leave before dawn.
* No marks (hickeys scratches or otherwise)
* Failure to comply with any of the above rules will result in immediate forfeiture of rights and baring from future interactions.
The gown was cheap and inadequate, and I could feel the paper covering on the table under my thighs. I was waiting for my annual exam and it had been quite a while since the nurse left me there with instructions to strip completely under the gown.
Finally, the doctor came in, introducing himself with a strong handshake. He was tall and looked really well-built. Short black hair and a matching goatee. I felt a little uncomfortable with the touch, but nothing compared to when he put his hands on my shoulders.
“Now,” he said, “let’s go over every inch of you, okay honey? Just lay back for me.” What was going on here? I let him guide me down onto the table, but I was uneasy and my breathing was definitely a little fast. He loomed over me, running a hand up and down my body, knees to neck, over the gown.
“Let’s have those feet up,” He said, pulling out the dreaded exam stirrups. I told myself it would be okay, he had probably done this a million times and I was being silly. He was a professional, what did I know? I lifted my feet and let him guide them into the stirrups. Instead of the usual simple instruction to slide down, though, he leaned over me, grabbing my hips, and pulled my down until my butt was just off the edge.
“Um, should I move?” I blurted out.
“No no no, I’ll make sure you’re in the right position, don’t worry. Okay, let’s get started, shall we?” He pushed the little gown all the way up my legs, leaving me completely exposed from the waist down. I reached down and held it with both hands, unconsciously trying to hold onto a little bit of dignity. He sat on the little stool and rolled over between my legs. “Very good, Kim, looks very healthy and we want to keep it that way, don’t we?”
“Um, my name is Jen.” Had he even looked at my chart? What was going on?
“Of course, Jane.” What the fuck. I heard the gloves snap on, some rattling while he set things out on his metal tray table, and then I felt cold lubricant being squeezed onto the outer labia, and his fingers rubbing it up and down, then down further to my asshole. I jumped.
“What are you doing?”
“Shh, it’s okay. I just need to examine you completely.” This was bullshit, he didn’t need to do anything with my ass. I started to lift my feet to get up. He tsked at me and stood and grabbed my ankles. “Now, I’m afraid I need you to lie completely still for me, honey. These should help you.” I hadn’t seen the straps before, but he hooked them around my ankles and pulled them tight in just a few quick motions.
I was horrified, looking up at him and shaking my head. He was looking down at me when we pushed two fingers into me, and smirked at whatever my facial expression was. “Please don’t,” I whimpered.
“Just stay quiet and still for me. That’s a good girl.” He bent down and patted my inner thigh while he kept fingering me. “There, we’ll get you nice and loosened up for the speculum.” This definitely wasn’t right but I didn’t know what to do. Maybe it would just be over soon. He pulled his fingers out, maybe this would be the end and he’d just do a regular exam. The thought disappeared as I felt his gloved finger start penetrating my asshole.
“There we go. Now this is necessary so I can get a good position with the speculum.” Now cold metal against my labia. The speculum went in swiftly and then he was opening it wide, wider. I hard a little click, and then his finger slid in and out of my ass a few times before he pulled it out. He stripped off the glove, dropped it on the gown over my breasts, and pulled on a new one. “Very good. Your asshole is appropriately tight and has a nice appearance. Let’s get a look at the vaginal canal, shall we?”
His face was right between my legs and I could feel his breath, practically rustling my pubic hair. He moved the speculum this way and that, making little HMM noises now and then.
“Nice color. How many men have you had intercourse with?” He didn’t even look up.
“I… I guess three?”
“That’s not enough. A woman needs regular stimulation to stay healthy inside.” I felt his fingers pinch my labia.
“Ow!”
“Good pain response. Now what about pleasure?”
“What? What are you- oh my god! Please don’t!” He was circling my clit with the speculum still in. My hips rose involuntarily.
“Mmhmm, interesting.” He withdrew his hands and stepped back.
“What? What’s interesting?”
“I’ll need you to stay quieter for the next part of the exam. Are these your panties?” I nodded. He had picked them up from my little pile of clothes on the exam room counter. “Open up.” He hooked a gloved finger in my mouth and I tasted my own juices along with the taste of the lubricant. I didn’t register what he was doing until he had my panties in my mouth, pushing them in. They were dry and I hated it. I shook my head, trying to spit them back out.
“This is a simple medical tape. It won’t hurt when I take it off, don’t worry.” And then he was taping my mouth shut over the panties. “And now we don’t really need this at all, do we? No.” He was pulling the gown off of me entirely. I shook my head wildly back and forth, trying to hang onto it, but I was helpless and the doctor was very strong. He threw it to the side and put his hands on my breasts.
I’ve always had really senstive nipples, and exposed to the air like this, they were incredibly hard. I instinctively reached down and tried to pull his hands off me.
“No, honey, I need to examine them. Come on, that’s a good girl. It’s for your health.” I pushed at his arms, having no effect at all. He frowned. “How disappointing. But we can take care of that.” And a moment later my wrists were strapped up over my head. Now he had completely free rein over my body. His hands were everywhere. My hands were tied, my ankles tied, and my pussy spread lewdly open with the speculum still hanging out. I could feel the lube on my asshole still. And not to forget, gagged with my own panties. I couldn’t even cry out.
The doctor was touching me, stroking his hands up and down my body, pinching my nipples, cupping my breasts. “They’re very nice. Overall, you’re very healthy, but we need to keep you that way. Do you know how we keep a woman like you at her best?” He walked all the way around the exam table, standing between my spread legs again. I shook my head.
“Very special clinical methods. You’re lucky you’re here.” He bent down and peered at my vulva. “There, good and spread.” Another little click, and the speculum came out. Fingers entered me again. “Oh, it’s very spread. Perfect.” He rubbed up and down on my thighs, the gloves feeling strange against me.
The he took off his white coat and laid it aside. I heard what sounded suspiciously like a zipper. “Now, the best thing for a slutty little patient like you is to have a penis inside you as often as possible.” Oh no no no, he couldn’t possibly mean to- I was shaking my head wildly, pulling against the restraints, but I was completely helpless, held open and acessible.
The doctor’s instrument felt huge sliding into me. He wasn’t even wearing a condom or anything. I clenched down on him, my hips bucking. “See, your vagina will be…. much healthier… with regular treatments.” He was fucking me slowly, no, raping me. But after all the touching and rubbing, as much as I hated it, my body was responding.
“This is just what you need,” he said, “you need to be stretched and filled.” He was thrusting harder, leaning forward to grab my breasts. “That’s right, very good… good girl.” I think he could tell how close I was getting while he pounded me. “You need to orgasm. Good girl, now just feel it inside you.” He pistoned in and out, faster, his balls slapping my ass. I couldn’t help it anymore. I didn’t want this, any of this, and it was so humiliating, but I came on his huge penis, clenching around it and groaning. He thrust deep when I started to orgasm and just held it there. Grinding my hips against him was the most I could move.
“Good! Very good. Now you’ll feel a little more while I finish the treatment, okay? It won’t hurt, though.” I didn’t react, just lay there sweating. He started fucking me again. “Sluttier patients need semen as well, so I’m going to ejaculate in you.” He braced himself on my knees and started fucking me harder. “It’s what you need… what you’re good for…” He was going harder now, his voice raspy, and I whimpered as I felt another orgasm start to build.
“Almost there… that’s a good girl, now take it, take it, take this jizz, you cunt- little whore-” He groaned, and I came with him as he flooded me. I was humiliated but I’d never been fucked so well.
As he cleaned himself up and buttoned his pants, he became cold and arrogant again. “I apologize for being a little rude there. Sometimes non-medical slang is the only way to explain things to certain patients.” He peeled off the tape and pulled out my panties, now damp with saliva. “Do you have any questions?”
“No, Doctor.”
“Then I expect to see you back at least weekly, understood?” I nodded weakly. “My nurse will be in to help you up shortly.”
The roads are nearly empty, it is late and my mind is elsewhere. My boyfriend is waiting for me and I don’t intend to keep him waiting long. I’m not wearing much, I dressed swiftly… provocatively… but at this late hour, no one else will know. I zone out, cursing the five-inch heels on my feet that are making driving much more difficult than it needs to be.
My gaze wanders to the odometer, which reads 103 MPH. Shit! How long have I been speeding like that?
Just as the thought crosses my mind, I glimpse the police car nestled between the trees, just waiting to clock someone for speeding. I slam my brakes, knowing I’m probably the only person that has passed him in at least an hour, and he’s going to jump at the opportunity to pull me over.
I try to fight the tears. My license is clean! No points, no record at all. I have never been pulled over before. It wasn’t even eight months ago that I passed the road test.
As expected, he quickly pulls out behind me, flashing red-and-blue lights filling my vision. I slow down, pull over, and put the car in park. Trying and failing to blink away the tears, I dig in my purse for my ID.
Minutes pass, and my heart is pounding. I flip the car’s visor mirror open to see my reddening eyes rimmed with mascara-stained tears. Slamming it shut, I huff and run a hand through my long, dark hair. As if there’s a point in trying to fix my makeup - if this officer decides to be harsh with me, I’m just going to cry more anyway.
A knock on my window startles me out of my self-pitying thoughts. I roll it down, blinking at the cop. He’s about six feet tall, average build, late forties, dark hair.
“Hi,” I squeak.
“Hi,” he states. “Do you know how fast you were going?”
Should I lie…? Maybe if I say no, he’ll believe it was just an accident and let me go.
“No, sir.”
He sighs, frustrated. “I caught you on the laser going 103. The speed limit is 70.”
“Oh.”
He asks for my documents, and I provide them with a trembling hand. He eyes me strangely, and I shrink into my seat as he stalks back to his car. I hate to admit that he’s kind of hot. I feel a rush of embarrassment that in the midst of getting pulled over, I’m fawning over the officer’s appearance.
“Rachel?”
I jump, and he hands me my ID and registration.
“So, we’ve got a ticket for going 33 miles over the limit, which is also a reckless driving ticket. You’re lookin’ at a hell of a lot of fines… and a suspension of your license.”
“No, no, no,” my voice cracks as the tears start flowing, “Please, officer, I have a clean record, I’ve just finished college, I can’t afford the fines or to lose my license! I just got my license. How will I get to class? How could I even afford class after that?”
“Don’t start the waterworks with me, little girl. No one forced you to speed, let alone speed thirty-three miles over. Maybe taking the bus for a bit will teach you a lesson about driving recklessly,” he snapped.
Embarrassingly, his harsh, authoritative tone affects me instantly between my legs. Panic clouds my ability to reason, and I resolve that begging is the only chance I have at keeping my license.
“Please. I’ll do anything. I will never be able to afford the fines, I only make minimum wage and I can barely make my rent as is. Please, I- I swear I will never speed again,” I stutter shakily through my tears.
He observes me for a moment, much to my humiliation. What a stereotypical 21-year-old college girl, trying to cry her way out of a ticket. I swear I notice the ghost of a smirk on his face. Is this fucker amused by me crying?
“Judging by the extent of your recklessness, I can’t be sure that you aren’t under the influence of drugs. I’m going to need to search you. Please step out of the vehicle.”
Drugs?! My face drains of all colour. I feel like a criminal, being searched by a police officer. I hear my heartbeat thrumming violently in my ears as I smooth my short black dress over my thighs. Taking a shaky deep breath, I step out of my car.
“I - uh… w-where do you want me?” I ask, holding my hands up in compliance.
Not bothering to respond, he grips my shoulder and turns me around, places his hand on the center of my back, and pushes me forward so that I am bent forward over my hood.
“Hands on the car, Rachel. Anything on you that I should know about?”
I self-consciously worry about my dress riding up as I place my hands on the hood, but I’m too scared to change my position or make him angrier. Just do what he says, make him happy, and he will let you go, I feebly try to reassure myself.
“No, sir.”
I stiffen as he pats my sides down, uselessly, since I’m only wearing a tight, short black dress with thin straps and a low neckline. Hard to hide anything under an outfit like that. His hands linger over my ass, and finally, the light bulb goes off in my head. No way. I’m not whoring myself out to get out of a speeding ticket.
Anxiety rushes through me, realising both of our cars are switched off, and we’re pulled over on the side of a dark, secluded highway. He could say or do whatever he wants - passing cars, if there were any, wouldn’t be able to see us.
“Um, officer,” I try to sound as assertive as possible, “I don’t think—”
“If you speak one more word without being asked, I will handcuff you and take you to jail for resisting arrest.”
My heart pounds. I shut my mouth, as it seems to be the best option.
His hands feel large and strong as he squeezes my ass, hooking his fingers ever-so-slightly under the skirt of my dress. I press my thighs together, knowing he can grope me whichever way he pleases and there’s no one around to see. A burst of fear, and something else, blooms deep in my stomach.
“Legs apart, young lady,” he orders as he pats my hips.
I cannot help rolling my eyes, but I follow the command.
“Wider.”
I can practically hear the smirk dripping from his voice. Fucking creep! The tears return as the reality of the situation dawns on me. I’m completely powerless. I try to assess my odds at escaping from the situation, whether I have a solid chance at fighting him.
“You said you’d do anything, Rachel?” he says quietly but firmly, trailing his fingers up my skirt, discovering my lack of panties. I curse myself, feeling my pussy dampening due to his masculine touch.
“Pleade… Don’t touch me!” I cry, humiliated, overtaken by vulnerability. I whip around on him, trying to catch his jaw with my fist. He blocks my fist and grips my wrist, stopping me in my tracks. His cold, dark eyes bore into mine, and I blush immediately. He definitely notices, and it seems that I am entertaining him.
“I wasn’t going to do this, but since you can’t just be a good little girl, I guess I have to,” he states, emphasising good little slut mockingly. He removes a set of handcuffs from his belt and turns me around to bend me over the car completely.
He cuffs both wrists behind my back within a minute. Having effectively ruined my one shot at escape, I continue to cry, half terrified and half humiliated that he will see my soaked panties and know why they’re so wet.
“Don’t you dare move,” he warns.
I feel the cool breeze across my skin as he slowly inches my skirt up over my ass, grazing his fingers over puffy labia. Aching desire pools in my stomach, and I feel like such a dirty girl.
He gently palms over my pussy, and I have to suppress a moan. He slips his other hand up my shirt, tweaking my nipple that I haven’t realised was aching to be touched. Without warning, he slips two fingers inside my pussy, making a wet sound that simultaneously fills my entire body with shame and hot desire. He stills with his fingers inside me.
“I’m not a monster, and I would never take a woman without her consent, so I’ll give you a choice, Rachel. You can go, but you will still deal with the legal consequences of your reckless driving. Or, you can please me, let me fuck you, and I can consider this a small mistake, letting you go with a warning,” he says firmly, driving his fingers inside me again as he finishes his speech.
“No, please don’t,” I beg instinctively.
I feel so needy. My nipples are aching. I don’t want to feel like a whore! But he’s hot, and I need something inside me so bad it hurts, and I can’t afford the ticket.
“You’re soaking wet for me, little Rachel. A girl who looks like this on a Friday night is obviously looking for cock. But if you’re sure, I will go and write the ticket.”
“No! Wait. I— I can’t afford that…” My whimper is muffled against the hood of the car.
“Then tell me what you want, Rachel.” He thrusts his fingers inside me again, flicking them against my G-spot.
“I… I- I’ll do it.”
“Do what? You already said no, but you can beg nicely, and maybe I’ll fuck you and let you go.”
My pussy throbs and wetness starts to drip between my thighs. He’s going to make me beg? Humiliate me even more? I’m already bent over my own car!
“Please fuck me, sir. Please, I want you to take me, officer.”
“Good fucking girl,” he says quietly as he coaxes my panties down, cool air washing over my hot cunt.
The cold metal handcuffs cut into my wrists painfully. He fists his hand in my hair, yanking my head back, forcing me to arch my back for him.
I feel his cock prodding at my entrance, and I can already tell he is larger than anyone I’ve been with before. Without warning, he plunges inside of me, stopping when his hips press against my ass. He allows me only a moment to adjust to the almost-painful stretching sensation before pulling all the way out and repeating.
This time, I can’t suppress a desperate moan. It feels so shameful, to be trading my body to get out of a traffic violation. He fills me so completely, fucking into me roughly. I feel my pussy muscles contracting around him tightly, and wetness dripping down my legs.
“How many other cops have you let use this sweet little cunt? I can only assume you’ve gotten out of a dozen other tickets with a tight pussy like this, kitten,” he growls as he tightens his grip on my hair.
Wave after wave of pleasure falls over me as he takes me, hard and fast. His slick fingers, coated with my arousal, circle my clit relentlessly as I whimper on the hood of my car, handcuffed and bent over for his pleasure, jerking forward with every hard thrust. I can’t help my moans.
“Aw, is this little slut actually enjoying this? Enjoying having her tight little cunt taken by a stranger? What’s exciting you, Rachel, the handcuffs? Or is it fucking someone you don’t know that gets you this soaked? You love to feel a stranger’s hands run all over you, using you for their pleasure, don’t you, whore?”
I jump suddenly as he removes his fingers from my clit and prods at my ass. I try to squirm away, but the handcuffs combined with his punishing grip on my hair force me to stay in place.
“Aww,” he laughs softly, mockingly, “Never had anyone touch the back door before, huh, baby? Maybe I should be your first time, just so you don’t forget our time together too quickly.”
I clench up around him in terror and reluctance, but I know he feels the extra rush of wetness at the idea of such a dirty act.
“No, no! Please, officer, it’s going to hurt and I’ve never —”
He cuts me off, taking my breath away, as he slides a soaked finger into my asshole. I whimper in pain, the burning sensation in my asshole only tolerable due to the relentless pleasure of his cock pounding into my pussy. Tears are streaming down my face, but I’m not sure if they’re due to pain, pleasure or humiliation.
I feel my climax building inside me as he slides his finger in and out in rhythm with his cock. To feel him use each of my holes as he pleases, clearly knowing and enjoying the fact that I’m torn between crippling shame and incredible pleasure, sends me closer to my orgasm.
“I want you to cum for me, kitten. I want you to remember how good I made you feel, so you can feel even more embarrassed when you remember this. You should be ashamed of yourself, moaning and arching like a whore while some cop uses you as his pretty little fuck toy.”
With his words, he slides another finger into my asshole, stretching me as I cry out. The unexpected pain and dirty words push me over the edge of my orgasm, and I forget my shame and fear for just a moment as I shudder through the waves of electric pleasure. I don’t hold the whimpers and moans back, and I feel him cum copious amounts of hot semen inside of me.
Coming down from my orgasm, I start to chastise myself. How could I do something so slutty just to get out of a traffic violation ticket? He could easily say that I was the one who bribed him with sexual favors… he could just give me the ticket anyways. Cold anxiety clouds my mind as I realize he is not taking the handcuffs off.
He pulls down and grabs my arms, pulling me off the car.
“W-why aren’t you taking the handcuffs off?”
I look up at his eyes for the first time in a while, and see cold amusement that sends a chill down my spine. He grips my arm, and just about drags me to the back seat of the cop car.
“No, wait! Wait! What are you doing? We had a—” I start babbling, panicking again.
“Rachel, I’m taking you to jail for reckless driving and resisting arrest. Maybe you’ll think before going thirty-three miles over and swinging on a police officer again.” He smirks at me, pushes me into the back seat, and whispers, “The other cops are going to have so much fun with you.”
The car door slams.
****
How is this happening to me? My phone is in the car, my boyfriend was expecting me. My forehead rests against the cool wooden table in the dim, gray interrogation room. Not even fifteen minutes ago, the officer dragged me by my arm through a back entrance of the station, re-cuffed my hands in front of me, and ordered me to sit in here. At least he let me use the restroom and clean up after the events of the last few hours. He didn’t say if he would be back any time soon.
As much as I hate to admit it, every time I start to remember being bent over my car less than an hour ago, it sends a rush of warmth straight to my pussy. It also sends a wave of shame over me, because the cop obviously took advantage of me, and I… liked it. Well, got off on it. Does that mean I liked it? What the hell is wrong with me?
The door clicks, and I jump, bracing myself for the humiliation of having to look him in the eye again. I silently try to prepare myself for asking the cop to just let me pay the fines and leave.
But when the door opens, it’s not him.
The man who walks through the door is older - probably mid-to-late fifties, and much taller, around six-foot-three. He’s stockier than the other cop, but as he walks closer, I can see through his nicely-pressed gray button-up that he’s quite muscular. His hair is mostly gray, with some wisps of darkness still poking through. His jaw is shadowed with stubble.
He pulls one of two chairs out from the other side of the table and sits, setting a small black recorder on the smooth surface. I don’t have the courage to look him in the eye, so I train my eyes on my handcuffs and shift uncomfortably in the hard metal chair.
“Rachel?” he asks, his voice a deep rumble.
“Yes,” I confirm quietly.
“Alright Rachel, I’m Officer Wang. I’ve got a few questions to ask you.”
I hate myself for thinking his voice is sexy. This man is at least a good thirty years older than me. I roll my eyes and huff, frustrated that he has any questions at all. It’s not like this is some high-profile case in need of heavy investigation. It’s not like the other cop admitted that he fucked me, because that would implicate him as well, right?
“I don’t know why you need to ask questions. I was driving too fast. I’m sure you catch plenty of girls in their twenties for driving recklessly,” I snap.
When I look up at him, he almost looks amused. He takes a breath and folds his hands on the table, leaning his elbows on the edge. I take in his thick, muscular forearms framed by his neatly rolled sleeves.
“I think we both know that my questions have nothing to do with your driving, but I think you need to hear this,” he raises his voice, his tone icy, “You can fucking kill someone driving like that, Rachel. You could kill yourself, instantly, driving like that. Do you understand me? I don’t know if you live with your parents, or a boyfriend, or whatever, but you deserve to be put over someone’s knee for endangering yourself and others that way.”
Over someone’s knee?! My hands start to tremble as I realize how much bigger he is than me, and how much scarier he is than the other cop. His authoritative tone, those green eyes boring into mine. I want to think that I don’t need to be afraid of a police officer, that they can’t just do whatever they want or harm me, but only other experience with a cop proves that I have plenty to be afraid of. This thought process just makes me realise that he can do whatever he pleases with me, just like the last guy, and I press my thighs together.
“I’m sorry,” I whisper, thoroughly reprimanded.
“Now, onto the questions,” he continues calmly as if he didn’t just raise his voice at me, “Officer Johnson has informed me that you were arrested for driving recklessly, resisting arrest by attempting to punch him, and attempting to bribe him with sexual favors. Are these things true?”
Attempting to bribe him! A rush of shock and anxiety hits me straight in my chest, and I feel tears welling in my eyes.
“No! I did not bribe him!” I squeak, “He forced me to… he -”
“Rachel, because I want to be nice, I’m going to suggest that you don’t lie to me, because it is just going to worsen the situation for you. You asked Officer Johnson to have sex with you,” he says slowly, authoritatively. “And here is how I know that.”
He reaches toward the recorder, and presses a button on it. We are silent for a moment as I notice his hands are big and strong-looking, and he has a very nice silver watch on his left wrist, along with a wedding band on his finger.
Suddenly from the recorder, I hear a shrill-sounding female voice moaning the words, “please fuck me, sir. Please, I want you to take me, officer.”
My heart drops immediately as I realise those are my desperate words, not even a few hours ago. Caught on recording. Making it sound like I was begging Officer Johnson to fuck me. The tears are flowing again, which probably makes me look guilty, but I can’t help it.
“You understand this looks bad for you, Rachel?” Officer Wang says evenly, but the ghost of a smirk is playing at his face.
“He made me say that! He was the one who offered that deal to me. Listen to the rest of the recording. Why the hell would I ask to be taken advantage of like that?” I cry, frustrated.
“Taken advantage of? Sweet Rachel,” he pushes another button on the recorder, and I’m humiliated as I hear my own whimpers and moans. “You sound like you’re having a pretty good time being taken advantage of,” he gestures air-quotes with his fingers. “But the rest of the recording has been lost due to some technical difficulties. Gotta hate technology these days.”
Speechless, I put my head into my hands as silent tears roll down my face.
“Come here, Rachel,” he says, his tone gentle.
I oblige, not seeing any worth in disobeying him now.
I feel his burning gaze rake over every inch of my body in my slutty, tight black dress and five-inch high heels that are killing my feet after so many hours. I regret not wearing a bra, as I know my nipples are poking through the fabric in the coldness of the room. Yeah, Rachel, keep telling yourself it’s because the room is cold and not because Officer Wang is hot.
“Since you didn’t show Johnson, how about you show me what a good little cock sucker you can be? Since you obviously enjoy fucking cops,” he says, his words cruel, but his tone gentle.
I visibly flinch at the accusation, not entirely sure if it’s false.
“I can tell you’re attracted to me, sweetheart. You’re not very difficult to read. I can make you feel good,” he says, trailing his fingers up my thigh. “After we’re done, we can just forget about all these charges. I can take you to your car, and we can pretend this didn’t happen… of course, you will not say anything of this if you want the contents of this recorder to remain private, and for your record to remain clean.”
I don’t stop his hand trailing up my dress, because frankly, I’m not sure I want him to stop. I should know better than to trust this guy, since trusting the last one backfired on me, but it seems like either choice I make will be the wrong one. Bribing an officer is a felony, maybe prison time. I can’t just accept that charge and move on with my life.
I’ve lost count of how many times my panties have soaked through tonight, but as I feel them soak again, I push all doubt out of my mind and decide to go along with it.
I sink to my knees on the concrete floor and fumble with his belt, and he unlocks the handcuffs to help me.
“Good girl. He was right when he said you’re a good little obedient whore once you come around.”
The rude, dirty words register immediately between my legs, and I can feel my pussy throbbing as I remove a daunting erection from his pants. I plant an open-mouthed kiss at the head of it, teasing the tip with my tongue while squeezing the base with my hand. His hand gently strokes my hair, resting at the back of my head as I lick up and down his cock, ensuring I get the whole length wet with my saliva before taking him all the way into my mouth. I feel the tip touch the back of my throat, and swirl my tongue along the base as I suck hard.
Trying not to go too fast too quickly, I realise that I want to please him. I really want to please him.
I wrap a hand around his hard shaft and slide it up and down following my mouth as I fuck my own mouth with his cock, swiping plenty of spit along the length. I’m rewarded with a deep, sexy groan as I fumble my other hand through his zipper to fondle his balls as I continue to take him deeper, get his cock wetter, drag my lips up and down faster. Desperately, I want to feel his come on my tongue and down my throat.
I nearly jump out of my skin when I hear the door’s lock click again, but Officer Wang’s hand on the back of my head firmly pushes my head back down on his cock, forcing me to gag as tears spill over my cheeks. His act of dominance reminds me that I’m completely under his control for the time being, and it turns me on enough that I whimper and squirm, pressing my thighs together needily, attempting to get friction on my neglected clit. My nipples are aching to be touched, and I can’t believe it’s only been a few hours since my last orgasm.
“I didn’t give you permission to stop, sweet little Rachel,” he growls.
The door opens and I don’t dare look away, I just continue sucking and lapping at his hard length as best I can.
“Don’t fuck her throat raw, Wang, you greedy bastard. I’m trying to get a taste of how good little Rachel’s cock sucking abilities are, too.”
My heart drops when I recognize Officer Johnson’s voice.
My mind is whirling, but I feel so needy and horny that I don’t even care that the sleazy, scary man who got me into this situation is back.
“Alright, beautiful, you can let up, we’ve got other plans for you,” Officer Wang’s voice is raspy with lust.
Other plans? Hot lust and excitement gathers in my core, and I realize the charges and fines are forgotten. All I can think about is how much I want these men to use me and treat me like a whore. I sit back on my knees, looking up at each officer, waiting to be ordered around.
Officer Johnson bends down, face-to-face with me, and grips my face so that I can’t look away. His cold, dark eyes bore into mine, and I’m reminded of how hot he is, despite how much colder and meaner he seems than Officer Wang.
“Are you going to be a good little slut for me this time, sweetheart?”
I blink at him, my face still covered in tears, and probably smudged makeup, and spit from the sloppy blowjob he just interrupted.
“Yes,” I whisper.
“‘Yes, sir, I’m going to be a good slut’,” he corrects me.
The statement is humiliating, and it sends another rush of wet arousal to my pussy.
“Yes, sir, I’m going to be a good slut.”
He grins, and brushes his hand over my hair. I close my eyes and lean into his touch, before his hand suddenly lifts and smacks me across my face, hard. I yelp in both surprise and pain.
“That’s for trying to assault me earlier, toy. Say thank you. If you don’t, I’m not going to let you come.”
The threat of not being able to come after all of this weighs heavy on me, so I don’t even think twice.
“Thank you for slapping me, Officer Johnson.”
Officer Wang laughs quietly, shaking his head and rubbing a hand over his stubble. “You’re sadistic, Johnson,” he reprimands lightheartedly.
“Just reminding our pretty toy of her place, dude.”
There’s no way my pussy isn’t dripping right now. Being spoken to like that, being treated like such a little slut by these strong, authoritative men… I can’t take it anymore.
I slide a hand between my legs to stroke the neglected folds of my cunt, and Johnson immediately smirks and turns to Wang.
“Clearly not sadistic enough, since she wants to touch herself immediately after getting smacked,” he says.
I gasp as Officer Wang stands and grabs me by my hair, bending me backwards over the interrogation table. Officer Johnson strides behind the table where I was once sitting, and grips my hair so that my head is hanging backwards off the table, and my ass sits just at the opposite edge… where Officer Wang is standing.
As soon as Officer Wang grips my knees and spreads them apart, I realize they are going to take me at the same time. The thought turns me on so much that I whimper out loud, squirming on the table but not attempting to escape.
“Let’s get her out of this fucking whore dress,” Johnson growls, gripping the hem and pulling it over my head. I don’t fight him. I need their hands all over me, taking and using every inch. Wang tauntingly drags a heavy finger up my slit over my soaked lace underwear, teasing me just enough to drive me insane.
“You should see how pathetically drenched these little panties are, Johnson. We’ve barely touched the girl,” Officer Wang says, genuinely shocked, teasing me a moment longer before yanking the panties off.
I look up to see Officer Johnson’s strong, veiny hands pulling his impressive, hard cock out of his pants. “Believe me, dude, I know. Little slut was sopping wet when I fucked her earlier,” he growls. “Right, Rachel? I think you’ve just got a thing for having the choice taken away from you, having your little cunt, ass and mouth used whether you like it or not.”
Excitement builds further inside me as he taunts me with the cruel, cold words, and I feel strong fingers stroking my soaked folds, dragging my wetness upwards and in circles around my swollen, needy clit. I press into Wang’s touch, moaning in approval. With his other hand, he starts to rub and tweak one of my nipples into a stiff peak, and then the other. The stimulation is delicious after being deprived for however long I was blowing him. I whimper desperately at the almost-painful empty feeling inside my pussy.
“Do you want to suck my cock, baby?” Johnson asks, stroking himself over my face with one hand and twisting one of my nipples with the other, his touch more aggressive and crueler than Officer Wang’s.
“Yes, sir,” I answer honestly, obediently opening my mouth for him.
“Good toy,” he praises me in an appreciative voice, sending a wave of pleasure through me. “Relax your throat, baby.”
I attempt to kiss and lap at his cock the same way I did to Wang, but he shoves his cock into my mouth slowly, gripping my face with his fingers clasping under my chin. He does not stop until it’s all the way in, part of it down my throat. He holds my head down on it, despite my gagging and spluttering, and I moan around his cock, savoring the feeling of having my throat used in such a carnal way.
Officer Wang prods his cock at my slick, hot entrance, and I spread my legs even wider for him as I allow Johnson to face-fuck me.
I squeak in a short moment of pain as his thick erection stretches me, but much like the man using my mouth, he pushes forward until his balls touch my asshole. He doesn’t move, just allows me to stretch around him for a moment while he rubs delicious wet circles around my sensitive bud. The feeling of fullness, both in my throat and pussy, almost sends me over the edge.
Then, he begins to move, keeping an agonizing rhythm that wasn’t quite slow, but certainly not fast. He knows if he fucks me faster, I will come, and they’re trying to drag this out, to torture me as long as they can. I whimper and moan around Johnson’s cock urgently, greedily trying to move my tongue and head to further please him. He smacks my face again.
“Stop trying to regain some control, slut, and take what I give you.”
Wang speeds his punishing pace inside my cunt, slamming into me, his balls now wet with my arousal and slapping against my asshole. I feel my orgasm building inside me, and my eyes roll back into my head as my whole body is consumed by tingly, hot desire and passion.
It’s all too much. My cunt is being fucked hard, my throat is being fucked hard, Johnson has a hand on my throat to hold me down, and Wang is stroking my clit and… oh, my God.
Wang’s other hand trails down to touch my asshole, and once he slides the tip of his finger in, my world crashes into a million little shards of pleasure. I buck against the table, breathing hard, moaning through my orgasm around the cock that is not letting up on my throat.
“Oh, our little slut likes to have her asshole played with, huh?” Wang growls, and I just hear Johnson laugh softly, knowingly.
I lay across the table in bliss, exhausted after my orgasm but still desperately wanting their cum. They both pause, just for a moment, and I hear Wang quietly say,
“You know… I’m sure Smith would love to help her with that.”
“Ha. You’re just as sadistic as me, dude. You just want to see the little whore fucked by as many guys as possible.”
I’m relaxed after my orgasm, but I can’t help the little rush of fear that causes my whole body to tense when my mouth is suddenly empty.
“One second, kitten,” Johnson strokes my face and zips up, leaving the room with another click of the door.
“Wait, what’s going on? Who’s-”
I’m cut off by pleasure as Wang continues to fuck me, placing his strong hand around my throat and looking into my eyes.
“Have we done anything so far that you haven’t enjoyed, sweetheart? Johnson already told you that you are going to take what we give you. If I have to tell you again, I’m going to have to follow-up on that spanking I said you needed earlier, understand?”
“Yes, sir,” I squeak, feeling extra vulnerable when he makes me look into his eyes as he penetrates my sensitive cunt harder and harder, sending waves of hot pleasure over me. A deep groan fills the room as he pulls out of my pussy, stroking himself with his hand and releasing his come all over my tits.
I hear the door open again, and this time two sets of footsteps enter the room.
Wang grips my waist, flipping me over so that I am lying on my stomach on the table, and I have no idea what the new person looks like. This sends a jolt of excitement between my legs, and it fills me with humiliation that I’m so excited to be fucked by someone I have not even seen.
Johnson returns to my face, prodding his cock at my lips once again.
“Don’t worry, kitten, Officer Smith wants to make you feel good too.”
I squeak when I feel my wetness being dragged up to my asshole by more fingers, but I’m so relaxed from my orgasm that I don’t fight the smooth finger that pushes past my opening.
Johnson continues to fuck my face as he was before, gripping the back of my hair cruelly as he did a few hours ago. The finger in my ass becomes two fingers, and suddenly there’s a cock prodding at my tight, pink hole.
I want to resist, but Officer Johnson is holding my hair and my mouth is full, so I focus on pleasuring him as the cock slides in more easily than I’d like to admit. Two fingers start to pump pleasurably in and out of my cunt, and in my peripheral vision I can see that they are Wang’s fingers.
Slowly, my pleasure starts building as the cock at my asshole digs deep, penetrating me in a slower, gentler way than the other men. I don’t even know what this man’s voice sounds like… fuck.
The realization that all of my holes are being used, and those holes are pleasuring men who are complete strangers to me, almost sends me into my second orgasm. All it takes is a loud moan from Officer Johnson, releasing his come down my throat, to send me over the edge again. My vision clouds with stars and I feel my ass clamp down in pleasure, causing Officer Smith to pull out of me and cover me with his release.
****
Funny how last time I was in a police car, I desperately didn’t want to be. Now, after the night’s events, I don’t really want to get out of the car, knowing I will probably not see Officer Wang again. Strangely, he has started to feel safe to me
“Alright, young lady, here we are,” Wang states as he pulls over behind my car, still abandoned on the side of the freeway.
“Um… thank you,” I stutter.
He grins at me, a handsome smile, and I blush like a damn teenager.
“You’re very welcome, Rachel. Hopefully you learned your lesson about speeding tonight, but if you didn’t, at least make sure you do it when I’m on the clock.”
He winks, and I know it’s fucked up, but I’m probably going to miss him. I climb into my car and head home as everything slowly fades to black.
****
I am startled by my phone ringing incessantly and with unnecessary volume. What? I’m lying in bed… my bed. I pick up the phone in a daze.
“Hi Rachel,” it’s my boyfriend, “So, are you coming over tonight?”
“No!” I scream and throw the phone into my pillow. I’m shocked… confused. Did any of it happen? Was it just a dream? I look towards the bedroom chair, my dress is neatly hanging there. My high heels are under the chair, my panties… on the floor. What does this mean? I fall back onto the bed and remember… the aching in my loins… the humiliation. But above all, the feeling of emptiness.
I was laying in bed, on my back texting some friends on my phone when Daddy walked into the room. He walked right up to my bed and looked down at me.
"Oh hey Daddy" I said slightly wondering why he was here as I just kept texting. Then Daddy grabbed me and turned me so now my head was leaning off the bed, ever so slightly.
"Hello sweetheart. Your looking so lovely today" he said as he gently caressed my cheek. "Thank you Daddy" I said, my dad always has the nicest things to say to me.
I kept texting as Daddy stopped but didn't leave. I heard him undo his belt and his zipper so I looked away from my phone to see what he was doing. I was surprised to see his massive cock out and right by my face!
I had never seen his cock before! It was long and thick, and it had a slight upward curve to it. "Daddy what are you doing!?" I asked in shock, my eyes fixated on the cock.
He didn't respond and instead brought it closer. "Da..." My words got cut off as he began to push it in my mouth. My mouth stretched as his cock pushed in. He moved it in deeper and deeper, pushing my tongue back.
I let go of my phone as my felt my eyes going wide and my back arching. Daddy wouldn't stop, he kept pushing it in further. His cock moved down and pushing into my throat, I could feel my throat bulging with his cock in me. I could feel the airflow getting more restricted as his cock filled me.
I could feel his cock pressing against my walls as he groaned out gently in pleasure. He moved all the way in, until his balls were pressed against my face. I squirmed in place as I felt his hand come down. It pressed down on my body, holding me still as I struggled to take in his cock.
Then he pulled back, not taking his cock out but giving me more room to breath. Meanwhile he grabbed my crop top and lifted it up, then did the same with my bra. He grabbed my exposed boobs and groped them as he spoke softly "you look so lovely."
I felt myself blush as he groped my tits, playing with them as he began to thrust gently. His cock pushing in deep, pulling back, and pushing in deep again. Over and over it went as I began to feel my body relax. Growing more and more accustomed to the sensations of being groped, getting throat fucked, and having my Daddy use my body.
I felt so warm inside, it felt so good. My body became much more lax after a few minutes of Daddy moving back and forth. "That's it sweetheart, see I knew you could handle anything" Daddy said and again I blushed.
Now he began to speed up, moving faster and faster. He stopped groping my tits, and instead pulled off my shorts and panties. Faster and faster his cock ravaged my throat. Then I felt his hand on my pussy.
My wet pussy, fuck my Daddy was getting me wet! I felt his slide two fingers into me. They moved all around, exploring the inside of my pussy as if trying to map it all out.
Now he was bucking his hips so fast I was gagging and moaning all at once. My eyes began to get watery and soon I had tears rolling up my face. I could feel my makeup running as Daddy grunted while fucking my throat hard, all the while pleasuring my pussy.
I couldn't take it anymore. I felt my body arching, my legs shaking as body grew tight. My eyes rolled back and my toes curled as I began to orgasm. Daddy had to once again hold my body down as I shook and kicked in place. My own juices getting my bed all wet.
I kept on orgasming until he suddenly pushed his cock in all the way again. Balls to my face as he began to cum.
Cum
Such delicious cum. I felt his cum pushing push and as if by pure instinct I drank it all, easier than if it were water. I felt his seed swimming down my throat and into my stomach. I could hear myself gulping it down as my body suddenly lost all it's tension. I became relaxed and still, my arms going limp at my side as I closed my eyes.
Daddy always made wonderful meals, but I had to admit. This was the best thing he had ever fed me. He had so much cum too, I simply lay there so some time, drinking it all in, getting full of Daddy's cum.
Once he was all done he pulled out, and I let out a loud yet gentle moan. I looked up at Daddy who was looking down at me with a prideful smile.
He leaned down and grabbed my head in both his hands, holding me gently as he kissed me. I kissed him back, closing my eyes wondering if he could taste himself on my lips.
He pulled away and smiled "I love you" he said. "I love you too" I responded back.
Then he lifted me up and put me on my knees on the bed, facing away from him. He grabbed my a fistful of my hair and yanked my head back as I moaned out loudly, blushing as my body felt all warm inside.
Daddy got on the bed right behind me, he pushed me down so my head was buried into the sheets as he suddenly rammed his entire cock into my leaking pussy.
I screamed into the bed as my eyes rolled back with instant pleasure. Fuck! Daddy was treating me like such a slut! Without another word he began fucking my pussy. Ravaging it as if it belonged to him. I screamed and moaned into the bed, as his grip on me remained tight and he pushed me down while fucking me.
Then he leaned down so I could feel his hot breath on my neck. I could hear his gentle grunts as he used my body for his pleasure. I feel the passion as he fucked me, his only daughter like some whore meant for breeding.
I smiled as I screamed and moaned, I blushed as my I felt my mind losing all focus. I let my body relaxed as it got used as it's supposed to be used. For Daddy's pleasure.
Although my own pleasure at his treatment was mounting, and soon enough I was once again orgasming. Daddy didn't stop though, he fucked me right through my orgasm. His strong body pinning me down and preventing me from getting away and I shook and squirmed underneath him.
I could feel my juices running down my legs as I begged for more, my throat getting sore as I screamed in pleasure.
After several more minutes he fully pressed his body against mine as he began to cum into my pussy. As his seed swam up my pussy I once again orgasmed. Taking in his seed and accepting it fully inside me, I orgasmed for Daddy.
Onwards it went, for what felt like forever. Me shaking underneath him, him pumping load after load into me. Once he was done he stayed there, his cock still inside me. I could hear him panting softly, I could feel his breathing against me.
He slowly pulled out of me and I could feel his cum, mixed with my juices run down my legs. Daddy turned me around so I was facing him. My chest moving up and down as I was breathing heavily, my makeup all ruined as I smiled up at my Daddy.
He grabbed my phone and took a picture of me, then tossed my phone to the side. He grabbed my throat with one hand and kissed me while the other grabbed my boob and squeezed it hard.
I moaned into the kiss, squirming ever so gently. Then pulled away and caressed my cheek. "I love you, my lovely daughter" he spoke so sweetly, so gently.
I blushed and smiled at him "I love you to Daddy" I said after having received the best surprise ever from my Daddy.
The slamming of the front door could be heard all the way to the upstairs bathroom where I was sleepily brushing my teeth. Mom and dad must have left for work, that meant their big soft bed was free. Screw going to class today. It was my last semester before I transferred to a different college for my bachelors degree. Skipping once wouldn’t hurt. I was a good student.
Stopping in my room to take off my panties, I quickly walked to my parents room thinking about how wonderful it would be to get off on picturing my dad fucking me. The fantasy was always stronger when I laid on his side of the bed where the scent of his cologne was strongest.
I wordlessly slipped into their bed in only a long shirt, ignoring everything but the ache between my legs. I started with pinching my nipples through the thin cotton, making myself wetter with anticipation. When my hips started to rock slightly, I opened my legs, readying myself for my fingers.
My right leg hit something warm and solid. I froze.
“Hmmm, I thought you went to work baby.” It was my father’s voice. My world expanded beyond my dripping sex and I saw the back of his head next to me in bed. His hand reached back and rubbed my naked thigh. I ducked under the covers when I saw his head start to turn to look behind him. I was not going to screw up this golden opportunity.
Slowly, I felt his hand go up my leg and reached my wet pussy.
Complete and utter heaven.
“Kathy, you need something baby?”
He thought I was my mother. I didn’t care and kept silent but rocked my hips into him as his fingers lightly traveled up and down my dripping slit. The bed dipped when he rolled over into his back. Enough light was leaking through the covers for me to see that my father was naked and his cock was rising.
I couldn’t resist. I reached out and wrapped my hand around him.
His cock wasn’t very thick but as it hardened it had to be a good seven inches.
“You’re so wet honey.” He entered me with one finger and I could not stop the gasp that came to my lips. “Like that?”
I rocked my hips into his hand and finally moved my hand up and down his hard cock. He pulled his finger out after a few thrusts then pushed back in with two fingers. My hand sped up on him when his thumb found my clit as his fingers moved into me.
I couldn’t believe my father was finger fucking me to a quick orgasm.
“Oh you like this.” Even at this odd angle he increased the pressure of his thrusts until I tensed around his fingers and came., exploding around his fingers. I used my free hand to muffle my moans that could no longer be contained. His fingers didn’t stop their thrusting, prolonging my orgasm.
After the last shudder stopped and the thundering in my ears lessened, I removed my hand from my father’s hard cock and heard through his panting the disappointed moan he uttered at the loss of contact. Quickly, I took off my night shirt, leaving me completely naked and eager.
I was in no way finished with him.
IAs I shifted from his side to lay between his legs, his fingers left my pussy. I missed them inside me immediately.
“Kathy? You feel diff-” his words died on his lips as I licked him from balls to bulbous tip. Swirling my tongue around his head, I could taste the precum leaking out and it was amazing. I couldn’t hold back anymore and I silently wrapped my lips around his cock and took him into my wet and willing mouth.
“Fuck baby, you haven’t sucked me in so long.”
My mother hadn’t given dad head in a while huh. She had been missing out. He felt amazing in my mouth so I took more of him in while I rubbed up and down his tense thighs. As I started to bob my head up and down, sucking his hard cock I felt my dad lay a hand on the back of my head.
I moaned at the contact and pushed my aching pussy into the bed. He growled in disappointment when I took my mouth off him and only used a hand to jack him off. His hips jerked up as if trying to get his cock back into my mouth that instant.
The thought came that I should treat my dad.
Slowly, with my hands braced on his thighs to keep him still, I lowered my head, taking more and more of him until my nose hit his groin.
“Holy shit Kathy! When did you learn this?!” My dad bucked against my grip, his hips pushing more of himself into my mouth.
I pulled back to the tip, my lips never leaving his slick cock, then pushed him all the way back in again. I deep throated him again.
And again.
And again.
By now my father’s groans of pleasure were loud and his hips moved erratically. Pushing my hips into the bed wasn’t enough anymore and I moved up to straddle his hips while staying hidden under the covers. With his cock pushed up against his torso, his little bit of a stomach pushing out about an inch or so gave his cock a wonderful angle as it laid against him heavily.
I lowered myself against him and slowly slid my wet aching pussy up and down it’s length, stopping before the tip reached my hole. I wanted him inside me desperately, but not yet.
“Fuck,” I whimpered at the first touch of the head of his cock against my clit as I slid down his length.
My dad stilled his rocking hips at my utterance and finally threw off the covers.
“Claire?” My father’s face was shocked but his hands instantly found my hips, pushing down on them for me to grind on him harder.
“Hi dad,” I brought my own hands to my aching breasts, kneading them and pinching them roughly. “You feel so good on my pussy.”
It was like he suddenly he realised what he was doing and stopped moving.
“Oh god, this is wrong. I shouldn’t be doing this.”
“Please don’t stop,” I was too far gone to care about the whine in my voice. “I need you.”
“But you’re my daughter-”
I ground my hips down on his cock, stopping him mid sentence.
“Please daddy, I need you.” I sounded much younger than my twenty years, but I was beyond caring. I needed to get off.
The look on my face must have given away how great my need was because his hands went back to my hips and he started moving again.
“Okay baby girl,” dad’s voice was soft as he spoke. “I’ll take care of you.”
Rocking my hips, I slid easily along his length, his hard cock rubbing my clit. Still I didn’t move to get him inside me, I didn’t want to push my dad too far too quickly, making him stop.
“I need to cum daddy.” I hadn’t called him daddy in years, but if the speeding up of his hips and iron grip on my hips was any indication, he liked it. Taking his hands, I moved them from my hips to my breasts. My tits weren’t large but they were a big enough to be a handful for my dad. Immediately he pinched and played with my sensitive nipples, making me wetter than I thought I could be.
“I need to cum too honey.” I looked down at him and saw the lust in his eyes. All for me. “Did you like sucking on daddy’s cock?”
“Yes. You tasted wonderful.” He pinched my nipples hard. “I’m so close.” And I was. My orgasm was racing on me. I couldn’t stop from closing my eyes in pleasure.
“Cum sliding on daddy’s cock baby girl.” I felt a hand leave my breast and then two large fingers rub my clit.
My daddy as rubbing my clit. The man I had masterbated to for the last year after accidentally walking in on him in the bathroom and seeing his cock. Dad was touching me. Asking me to cum. Pushing his hip up against me while my moans grew in louder.
“Daddy… daddy…”
“Cum for be baby girl, cum for daddy.” He voice was soft and breathless, the exact opposite of his hard and rigid cock between us, both coaxing me to cum. It was working.
“Oh god yes!” I came hard thrusting my head back in ecstasy, my cum dripping down to soak my dad and cover his throbbing cock and balls. I felt him twitch against my pussy and his hips stop moving causing me to look down in time to see him shoot his hot load all over his stomach.
Breathing hard, and after both of us were done cumming and spasming, I bonelessly slid off my father to lay next to him in a naked, satisfied heap.
Sleep started tugging at me. Just as I was about to drift off, I felt my dad’s arms around me, his soft cock nestled between my ass cheeks. He must have wiped himself clean before turning into me.
Good. I had plans for him later. I drifted off to sleep.
when my roommate asked if i could ask my sister out, like an idiot, i didn't really see what the problem would be.
cut to: a month later, laying in bed in my room, listening to the sounds of my sister getting pounded in the next room.
i should mention that my roommate and i are pretty close, pretty open dudes. we have seen each other's cocks. we have jerked off to porn together. we had a threesome with a girl during which i got my cum on his cock (i was pulling out of her pussy, he was up her ass) and his reaction was "fuck yeah."
but now i'm in the kitchen and my roommate is coming out naked in the mornings and his cock is shiny and wet from my sister's pussy.
and my sister is walking by in a t-shirt and panties and i can see fucking bruises on her ass from him.
i should mention that i'm 23, and my sister is 20, and goes to college nearby.
cut to: two months into their relationship and my sister is basically living here. and you know, it's my place, and i want to be comfortable, and so it's not long before my sister sees me naked, and my sister, not being shy herself, immediately interprets this as permission to not have to put her panties on right after they fuck and she has to pee or whatever. and permission to not put a shirt on when she's walking around in the morning. i'd literally never seen my sister in less than a one-piece bathing suit (she was a late bloomer, didn't really get hot until college) and now she's chatting with me with her little bush out.
i should mention that my roommate and i are logged into the same apple TV, and depending on whose account is up a screensaver comes on with pictures, and one day i come home and they've been watching something and i look at the screensaver and i see a picture of my roommate's cock in someone's ass, and i realize its her.
cut to: three months into their relationship, and she's busy with finals, and so my roommate and i are hanging out a lot, and we're watching porn one day and jacking off, and he takes a pic of his hard cock with my hard cock in the shot and he sends it to her. and she sends back, to both of us, a picture of her and her roommate on a dorm bed, panties down, touching themselves. and my roommate texts them "fuck studying, come over and party."
and he says we should answer the door naked when they get there. so we do. and both girls giggle and immediately strip.
i should mention that my sister is shaved at this point, not sure when that happened, but her little bush is gone, and her roommate is shaved too, and her roommate starts sucking my cock naked in the kitchen, and my sister and my roommate go to the couch and she's stroking him there. and the friend brings me over to the chair and sits me down and climbs into my lap and sits on my cock, and she's grinding on me while her tits in my face while in my peripheral vision my sister is riding my roommate. and she's in cowgirl so she's facing away, but i spent some time sucking her roommate's nipples and when i lean back again she's in reverse cowgirl, and looking at us, and i can see everything, her bouncing tits, her pussy, my roommate's balls. and then my roommate is tapping her ass and she's getting off, and she's bending at the waist and catching his cum in her mouth, and then she's walking over to us. and she comes over and she pulls her roommate's head back and she kisses her with a mouthful of cum, which drips out between their lips and runs down the roommate's chin and neck and my sister's chin and neck down to between her tits, collecting with beads of sweat. and they're still kissing and cumswapping as the roommate bounces on my dick. and she groans, the roommate does, and my sister whispers to her "are you going to cum for us?" and she nods meekly and grinds on me harder and gasps and swears and goes limp against me for a minute, and then slides down between my legs and takes me in her mouth. and it's hard for me to cum because i'm wondering what is going to happen to my load, but i do it, i cum in her mouth, and then i watch, somehow not surprised, as she turns to my sister and kisses her with her mouth full. and just as eagerly, they swap my cum back and forth and it runs down their chins.
and we drink and smoke together and nobody gets dressed, and i keep looking at the hardening drips and globs of cum on my sister's neck and chest. and when she and her roommate finally get in the shower to clean up, my roommate and i go watch, and we watch my sister reach between the other girl's legs, and finger her from behind, and we watch her keep doing it until the other girl cums again. and as they towel off, her roommate goes and lays down on the couch, but my roommate points out that she came twice, and my sister hasn't cum yet. and he pulls her toward their bedroom, but she beckons for me to follow.
and i stand there, my dick getting hard, as my roommate pounds my sister on the bed. i really watch. i can see his cock inside her when i look at her bald pussy. i watch her tits gently bouncing as she lays on her back getting fucked. and i look at her face, and she beckons me closer again. when i step close enough, she reaches out for my cock. i move her hand away instinctively. she laughs. "live a little," she says.
so i let her touch. and she softly strokes me, and i move closer and closer to her head until my roommate flips her around to her hands and knees and she takes my cock in her mouth.
god, she's so fucking good at it. i kind of forget who she is, i'm just fucking another slut with my roommate. i even play with her hair. when she starts to cum, she moans into my shaft in a way that makes me release my load down her throat. my roommate is cumming too, we're all giggling and groaning and we're filling her from both ends. when we're done she rolls around on the bed, leaking cum, laughing. we end up all in the same bed, sleeping, her roommate passed out on the couch.
in the morning i wake up with a headache, not really certain the previous night was real, until i roll onto my side and she presses her ass against me. i'm hard, morning wood, and i can feel the softness of her down there, and i'm content to just lay here like this but she very quietly and gently guides me in. i don't move, i just lay there while she fucks me, slowly pushing her ass back over and over. "cum in me," she tells me, and i do. we lay there for a while after, me still inside her. then she very quickly hops out of bed, runs to the bathroom -- my roommate is waking up now -- and is back and climbing onto his dick within 30 seconds or so. i lay there watching, and i watch her pussy get fucked up close. then i hear her roommate throwing up so i got to check on her.
at one point, her roommate is in the shower, and i'm the kitchen with my sister and my roommate, and we're all in our underwear now, and my roommate says, last night was so fucking hot, and my sister looks at me and says, I can't wait to do it again.
cut to: we go home for christmas. for weeks now, we've been having threesomes with my roommate. every night. i fuck her pussy right in front of him. he loves it. we take turns fucking her in the ass.
on the drive up to our parents' house, she gives me head.
what are we going to do there? i ask her.
fuck, she says, matter of factly.
what if we get caught? i ask.
we won't, she says.
and yet when she comes to my bedroom at midnight, she's wearing loose pajama shorts and a top, which she pulls to the side and up respectively, to ride my cock very gently as she rubs her clit, making sure we can both cum with as little movement as possible. she asks me not to cum in her, so when she finishes and goes down on me, i release almost immediately. good boy, she tells me, and goes back to her room. in the morning, she's on the couch sipping coffee in those same loose shorts, and i note how easily i can see her cunt, and even the stubble on it, and i wonder if my dad is looking too. when my mom appears, she shifts her position on the couch, no longer exposed.
they've renovated the bathroom, and when my sister goes to take a shower she calls to me to come help her turn the shower on. she's standing there naked in the bathroom. i can't figure it out either, there are two shower heads, i can only turn on the lower one. so my dad comes in and starts it for her. he and i leave and he looks at me and says, "i missed when your sister suddenly became a woman."
when she gets dressed, my mother immediately criticizes the shortness of her christmas dress. defiantly, my sister shows us all that she's wearing holiday-themed underwear, so it's good for it to show a little. my dad tells her he loves the dress when my mom stomps upstairs.
as family comes over for the day, i watch all the men noticing her. she's a shameless flirt with everyone. at one point she's showing pictures on her phone to my uncle and i watch his eyes go wide. she giggles. "ok, don't look at that one," she says, and keeps scrolling.
i ask her a few minutes later what he saw, and she pulls up a photo on her phone she'd clearly taken earlier that day-- she's in the holiday dress but with no panties, showing her pussy and asshole. "you're so bad," i tell her.
she gets very drunk over the course of the holiday, and at some point passes out in her room with the door open, face down on her bed, panties showing. i watch my dad look in on her and grin. Relatives go home, my mom goes to bed, my dad and I stay up to watch Die Hard.
At some point, my sister wanders out of her room, now in just her matching holiday bra and panties. she gets a beer and comes in and sits in my dad's lap.
"Do you think mom would be made if she came down here and saw me like this?" she asks him.
"Definitely," he laughs.
"Well it's a good thing I didn't wear my other holiday underwear set then," she says.
"Well now you gotta show us," my dad says. And she gets up and leaves, and comes back a few minutes later in a red and green thong that's meant to look like wrapping paper, and a similarly patterned bra that is entirely sheer in the cups except for some ribbons which do not cover her nipples at all.
"Wow," my dad says. "Honey, you look so fucking hot."
That seems to take her aback a little. She giggles and blushes and says, "fuck, thank you." Then she giggles again and says, "well now i have to take these off," and he says why and she says, "they're a little wet."
"well, let's see how they look coming off," he says. I'm a little taken aback by that. She grins and kind of shivers from the adrenaline of it, and then slowly slides her thong down. It gets stuck in her pussylips for a moment and looks amazing. My dad and I both suck in our breath. He pats his lap and she comes over and sits on his lap, bare assed.
He doesn't do anything -- just turns the movie back on and we all watch it, my sister in just her slutty bra. Then he says goodnight to us. I notice the wet spot her pussy made on his pants. She fucks me desperately that night. She's so wet that her pussy feels cold. She cums twice on my cock before I fill her up.
In the morning, I come out for coffee and my sister is in a robe that she's purposely leaving untied as she talks to my dad. He's in boxer briefs and a shirt and is obviously hard. After a few minutes, he heads to the shower. My sister looks at me and says "if mom comes down, distract her." And then she slips into the bathroom.
I stand around awkwardly for a few minutes. Then I peek into the bathroom. My sister is on her knees in front of him in the shower.
I pour a cup of coffee for my mom and go up to her room. She smiles when I wake her up, and sits up in bed. She's topless. Sorry about my tits, she says, and I say, "no problem, they're nice tits." She smiles at that. "Where is your father and sister?" she asks. I tell her dad's in the shower and I think Ellie is still in bed. "OK," she says. She asks me if i see my sister a lot in the city and I say, "yeah, I do," and she says that's nice, I am a good influence on her. When she gets out of bed I realize that she was sleeping naked. She has a little rectangular bush that is well-shaved around the sides and trimmed very short. She puts on a robe and makes to go downstairs. I ask her a question about some new art on the wall and she tells me about it. I figure anything more would be suspicious, so then I let her go down the stairs. The shower is still on but my dad is out in the kitchen in jeans and a t-shirt he must have pulled out of the laundry room.
My mom goes into the bathroom to pee and I hear her say hi to my sister in the shower.
"What a tight little pussy she has on her, huh?" my dad asks me. I don't quite understand how he knows, but he knows.
For the next couple of days, this is our routine. She fucks me at night and him in the morning, in the shower. I bring coffee to my mom's room and she's naked every single time. The second day she makes a comment about it, like, "maybe I should sleep with something on" and I tell her it's fine, she looks good. The third morning, sitting in her bed, she looks down at her pussy and asks if I think she should shave hers like my sister does.
"Oh, does Ellie shave it?" I ask.
"Seems like she's pretty lazy about it but yes," my mom says. "I wonder if your dad would like it if I did."
"I think he'd enjoy the novelty of it," I said.
I was pretty surprised when, a few hours later, finding myself alone in the kitchen with my mom, she pulled down her jeans and panties to show me her newly bald pussy. "Hot," I told her. She giggled. "You're sweet to me."
That night I fucked my sister in the ass. After, I was in the shower, when my mom slipped into the bathroom, naked, to pee. I opened the shower curtain, expecting it was my sister. She looked right at my dangling dick. Oh wow, she said. I laughed. "Sorry," I said. "It's fine," she said.
In the morning, I went up with her coffee as usual. She was awake already, sitting on top of the blankets in a pair of panties. "What's with the panties?" I asked.
"Well," she laughed. "I wore them to bed hoping your dad would unwrap his secret present," she said. "But he never did, so he doesn't even know I'm shaved."
"His loss," I said. "But what if I want to see?"
She giggled. "Feels kind of weird to take my underwear off at your request."
"You saw my dick last night, it's only fair."
"You're wearing boxers now," she said.
So I took them off and let my dick out. She laughed, and pulled her panties down.
"Poor dad," I said, "never even got to see that last night."
"He hasn't seen it in a while," she said. "Never tries to fuck me. It has been weeks since I've been touched."
Playfully, I reached out and poked her pussy. "Touch" I said.
She laughed.
"Wow, very smooth," I said. "Good work."
"Glad someone can appreciate it," she said, absent mindedly sliding her hand over herself.
"Have you appreciated it yourself?" I asked, eyeing the way her hand was placed. She laughed.
"No, not yet."
"You should," I said.
"And what, you'll watch?" she asked, grinning.
"Sure," I said.
Her face changed a little, and she laughed, and started touching herself.
I shifted my chair next to her bed a little so that I could see her cunt better. She leaned just slightly toward me. I watched her fingers explore and her soft skin move around. I got hard, obviously. I got rock hard. "You like this?" she whispered as she touched herself. I nodded.
Her hips rocked on the bed a little as she had a convulsive little orgasm. Then she relaxed abruptly and laid there, naked, looking at me. "Can I..." she said slowly. "Take care of that?"
"Yes," I said.
And she got up, and knelt, and took me in her mouth. She was so much better at sucking cock than Ellie. Oh my god. My soul left my body. She spit on my tip, she sucked my balls, she did it all. And when I was close, she jerked me off between her tits. Then she got up, wiping up my cum with her panties. "That was amazing," I told her. "You should see what I can do with my pussy," she said.
I went downstairs and into the bathroom. Ellie was in the shower, washing her pussy. She stuck out her tongue at me. When I went back out to the kitchen, my mom was there naked, making out with my dad, standing up in the kitchen. I grinned at them and slipped away. By the time Ellie got out of the shower, they were fucking, he had her bent over the kitchen counter. I know because she came straight to my room and told me about it as she took my boxers off.
Rachel had never fingered her pussy so much as while she was away at her first year of college. As if that weren't bad enough, she never expected to go back home for the summer without a boyfriend after her freshman year, but that's exactly what happened.
The soon-to-be nineteen year old had had enough fingers and toys in her young pussy to be ready for any hard cock that came along. But none came along that met her approval. Not the cocks, necessarily, but the guys they were attached to. There were a few she liked okay, but none of them impressed her as deserving to be her first real lover.
Rachel was a pretty girl with a tightly compact body. She had long, wavy brown hair, and her legs and ass were shapely and firm from years of playing volleyball. She didn't have the biggest boobs in the world, but she could fill a B cup bra quite nicely. It wasn't as if she were so full of herself as to be overly picky, she just wanted her first time to be with someone who would make it special. Someone she felt deserved everything she had to offer. Despite how horny the pretty freshman got, she was determined to make sure any cock going inside her would belong to someone who loved her. Or at the very least, someone who really really liked her.
It wouldn't have been so frustrating except for having a horny roommate who brought guys to their room to fuck whether Rachel was there or not, and she did it at least twice a week. Jessica was fucking four different guys in rotation along with a number of one-night stands, and Rachel would lie in her bed listening, usually watching, too, while her roommate got down on her knees and sucked their cocks before getting on her bed and spreading her legs for them. The young brunette always ended up with her fingers between her legs driving away the sexual frustration that was only building higher and higher.
But of all the different guys Jessica fucked, none of them ever spent the night or lay in bed afterward cuddling with her. The most loving words the redhead ever received afterwards were something like: "Oh yeah, that was hot. You’re such a good fuck." That wasn't what Rachel wanted no matter how bad the ache in her pussy got. Jessica didn't seem to mind, though. She was getting all she wanted from her horny male visitors, even though Rachel knew her roommate wanted something more than those college boys were giving her.
Now that Rachel was back home with her step-brother for the summer, her condition only went from bad to worse.
She had always been a good girl through and through, but she never imagined that just being too close to her sweet, handsome step-brother would be enough to make her pussy ache and feel moist. But that was the way things had been going in the couple of weeks since she got back from campus. He was probably the sexiest man she ever knew, and he was so much nicer to a girl than any of the guys she met at college. In fact, those pleasurable feelings for her own step-brother started even before she came home for the summer. He was the standard she expected the boys at school to live up to, and that was why they always came up lacking.
Many times while lying in her bed on campus listening to her roommate getting fucked, hearing the hot moans of pleasure from merely a few feet away, Rachel's thoughts started to drift to her step-brother, Jeff. At first, it was just because he was the first person she thought of when she wished she could tell someone about the weird, sexually frustrating situation she was in. Yet she didn't know how she could tell a sibling about something that sexual. She got along perfectly well with her roommate otherwise, but the other girl's carefree sexual appetites drove the brunette crazy.
One night when Rachel was listening to them and thinking of how she wished she could talk to her step-brother, her thoughts started to blur until she found herself fingering her pussy while she thought about him.
The coed thought she must be going crazy after making herself cum as hard as she could remember with thoughts of her step-brother running through her mind. To make matters even worse, Jessica and the guy who was there that night had heard her cum. They tried not to embarrass her, but Rachel knew they were whispering about it after having their own climaxes.
Rachel thought getting back home with Jeff would make it easier. She'd thought being around him again would naturally make it feel like he was just a normal step-brother, but just the opposite was happening. Her feelings for him were only getting deeper and more intense.
There were too many other changes going on that worked against her going back to her "normal feelings". First of all, Jeff was almost seven years older than Rachel. That put a lot of distance between them. He was also a good man, fitting into the newly formed family and doing all he could to ensure her Mom and his Dad had a happy life. Things were ideal. Last year he got his degree and started work. Instead of buying his own place he elected to keep the family together. Mom and Dad recognised he was a single man and gave him the space he needed to live on his own, renting him the annex attached to their home.
This pleased Rachel immensely. The family home was a nice, modern place, still with plenty of room and Jeff was just down the hallway. Since Jeff was able to do a lot of his work from home, he was around enough to make his step-sister feel spoiled with attention when Mom and Dad went to work. He genuinely loved spending time with his new step-sister, and even in that first couple of weeks she was back he took her out to dinner four times and to a couple of movies. He made every effort to integrate her into the new merged family.
Rachel was happier than ever having her step-brother pretty much to herself. She got along well with her mother, her real dad was just a memory, they'd never been all that close, but she could see that her Mom separating from her biological father was the best thing for both of them. Her step-father treated her mother well and her successful step-brother seemed to get all the time and attention of their newly married parents. They turned a blind eye to the steady stream of girlfriend’s he brought home, after all, he was old enough to be independent, and there were just as many nights he was out with friends or screwing some other pretty girl.
One thing Rachel noticed right away was that her step-brother was dating girls who were much younger than him. Some were almost her age, and they were always petite, curvy brunettes like her… except on the fateful evening that brought Jessica into his life. The fiery Redhead seemed to inspire him. Her step-brother definitely had a type, and it made the coed's pulse race to realise he might have a thing for teenagers like her. But Jessica was promiscuous and in awe of Jeff as soon as she laid eyes on him. Her best friend now had her sights firmly set on her big brother but she wasn't worried, or jealous. She knew none of his girlfriends had truly satisfied him… surely Jessica wasn't woman enough for him? She would come then go… and Rachel would step back into the void she created.
Rachel knew Jeff never went out with the same girl more than a few times. On top of that, he was still jerking off every day, despite having no shortage of dates with pretty, young ladies like Jessica. Rachel knew what his long sessions in the bathroom were all about, and sometimes she could even hear him grunting and moaning through the door. She knew it was a horrible thing to do, but she stayed close to the door and listened to him every time. She couldn't help herself. Listening to her step-brother's hot moans of pleasure made her pulse race and her pussy ached until she was dripping. She ended up in her own room with her agile fingers in her pussy every time.
And one night, right around the middle of Rachel's third week back home, her step-brother brought ginger Jessica home and they had sex in his bedroom. Rachel could hear everything. Of course she was standing at his bedroom door at the time, dressed in nothing but panties and the T-shirt she'd taken from his room to sleep in. Despite feeling a huge wave of jealousy for the red headed girl in her step-brother's bed, Rachel's pussy was soon dripping wet as she listened to her gasp and moan with pleasure.
Her step-brother was obviously making Jess feel incredible. And what Rachel heard through the door paralyzed her where she stood. "Oh, yes, Daddy, fuck me. Fuck your horny little girl," Jessica started moaning over and over.
Rachel could hear her step-brother's grunts of need grow deeper and louder. "Fuck, yes, babygirl,” Jeff growled. "Daddy loves that tight little pussy so much. You're such a good girl for Daddy!"
Rachel gasped louder than she meant to as she pushed her fingers into her pussy hole and listened to that kinky slut call her step-brother the name she struggled to call her step-father. It was the first time she could remember masturbating standing up, and she finger fucked herself to at least two orgasms by the time her brother and his slutty little bimbo companion were finished.
Rachel snuck back to her room and heard them leave late at night while Jeff drove Jessica back to wherever she lived. She took off her step-brother's T-shirt and played with her smooth, firm tits while she used the other hand to bring her still wet pussy to another delicious climax.
She was still awake a little bit later when Jeff came back home by himself. He went back to his bedroom while Rachel got back up and went to his door again. This time, all she was wearing were the heavily soiled panties she already had three orgasms in. She was thinking about knocking on her step-brother's door when she heard the familiar sounds he made when he was stroking his cock. Rachel was amazed. He had just finished a long fuck session with the nymphomaniac she shared her college days with barely an hour ago, and now his cock was obviously up and aching for more.
Despite what she'd heard, Rachel's step-brother wasn't getting everything he needed from the voracious redhead he was going out with. And while she listened to him bring himself to another climax, she fingered her pussy all over again, carefully timing her orgasm to peak at the same time as his. When she heard him call out her name at his climax, she was stunned yet cumming more intensely than ever at the same time, forcing herself to be quiet.
"Oh god, Rachel, I love you so much. Ohh fuck, you're gonna make Daddy cummmm," she could hear her step-brother moan through his bedroom door.
She stood there for a long time after. Her legs felt too shaky to walk back to her room while it remained quiet in her step-brother's room. As if Jeff's choice of petite, young coeds with athletic asses and legs wasn't enough, hearing him call out her name during his orgasm confirmed what Rachel had only suspected before now. Her step-brother had the same feelings for her that she had for him.
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They both slept late the next morning. When Rachel got up and went to find her step-brother in the kitchen, there was a pot of coffee brewing and he was cooking up some eggs and toast for breakfast. He smiled when he saw her, stopping what he was doing to give her a quick kiss on the cheek and say good morning. He was acting like everything in the world was just hunky-dory, but she felt like her entire world had changed.
Rachel sat at the island counter with her step-brother's T-shirt barely covering her panties and waited for him to serve some breakfast. He was only wearing a T-shirt, too, and a pair of tight boxer briefs, his usual morning attire. Gazing absently at the bulge in his briefs, she thought about the way he said he loved her when he was making himself cum the night before. It made her smile, but she also felt a huge twinge of jealousy when she thought of the way he had been fucking her college friend who, apart from her bright red hair, looked very much like her. Her step-brother's awkward behaviour also made her think he was aware of how loud Jessica had been last night in his bedroom. He proved her suspicion before he finished cooking.
"So, did you sleep well, Rachel?" he asked with a guilty look on his face.
"So-so. It took me kind of a long time to get to sleep," she said a little pointedly.
"Oh, hmm, I see." Then Jeff frowned, seeming to consider something. "I'm sorry if my, uhh, guest and I kept you up."
Rachel almost giggled at the way her Jeff stumbled over the words, but she scowled just as quickly when she thought of that red headed whore calling the sexy man before her “Daddy”.
"Maybe a little," the girl said evasively.
Jeff's face went red. "I'm sorry about that, Rach. It was thoughtless of me to bring that, I mean her, home… You're friends… I didn't mean to make things difficult or uncomfortable."
"It's alright, Jeff," she said wistfully. "You deserve to have a good time." But not with Jessica, she added silently.
Yet Jeff still looked concerned. He took a deep breath and then just asked her point blank. "How much did you hear, exactly?"
Rachel felt her face flush with heat. She knew she must have been red as a beet. Now her step-brother had to know she had heard much more than she should have. Even he was blushing.
"I could just tell your… Jess… was having a good time," Rachel said. But it was too late. Jeff already figured out how much she heard.
"I'm sorry you heard us," he said softly. "It's just that ... well ... apparently… Jessica has... issues."
As nervous and jealous as the conversation was making Rachel, the way Jeff was stumbling over his words made her smile. She nearly giggled out loud.
"You mean daddy issues, don't you ... Daaaaddy?"
"Uh, right. Right," Jeff nodded almost like one of her professors when she got an answer right in class. "Whatever you might've heard, or thought you heard, it didn't mean anything serious. It was just a playful, spur-of-the-moment kind of thing. You know… a daddy kink?"
"Okay, Jeff. Sure," Rachel said quietly, thinking more about what she heard Jeff say later, after he came back from taking his latest conquest home. That's what she wanted to talk about the most. Her pussy quivered and felt warm as she remembered the way he called out her name as he lay in bed stroking his cock. How could he have been so horny he needed to jerk off right after fucking her best friend?
"I'm glad you understand, Jess is my Babygirl and I'm her Daddy. It's adds another element to our…"
"Sex? Mmmm, yeah I think I do get it now. When my Dad walked out on Mom… I do kinda miss having a Daddy.”
“I hadn't thought about it that way. You don't call my Dad, Daddy?"
“I know… it's different with him. I'm grown up now, it would be weird calling him Daddy.”
Jeff then brought two plates of scrambled eggs and bacon to the counter top. They sat on opposite sides eating in silence. Rachel kept stealing awkward glances at him and caught him doing the same thing to her. The more she thought about what she had heard, the more she wanted to get Jeff to say more about it. She certainly knew him well enough to know when he was holding something back, as if the way he kept sneaking looks at the dents of her nipple erections wasn't enough. Very carefully, she slipped her left hand onto her lap and surreptitiously cupped her pussy mound through her panties, giving herself a private squeeze.
Rachel nearly moaned out loud. The pressure to get off felt like it had been building forever. And as she thought about the way Jeff had always made her feel, she realised that wasn't so far from the truth. She had her own Daddy issues to worry about, or in her case, brother issues.
"Can I call you, Daddy?" she finally said softly, bringing the hand from her pussy back on top of the counter before she made things worse.
"I’m your brother…”
“Step-brother. My older brother. Just a term of endearment. I'd like to. I like you and I respect you. Like a father.”
“Wouldn't it be just weird? We’re siblings now?”
“We aren't related, Daddy. Not by blood anyway.”
“Hmmm… what’s brought this on?" he replied cautiously.
Rachel took a deep breath and just let it out. "I heard what you said later. After you took your little slut home."
Jeff froze. His face practically turned purple. Rachel's heart was pounding as she wondered if she might've gone too far. Except she knew it wasn't some other girl named Rachel Jeff had called out to last night. The last thing she wanted to do was embarrass her brother. Quite the opposite, in fact. She only wanted him to know his pretty step-sister felt the same way. It sure didn't seem like that was as bad as everyone said it was supposed to be. Besides, half of her friends had told her they would fuck her step-brother at the drop of a hat.
"I'm sorry about that," Jeff finally said. "I thought you were sleeping. I didn't mean to… it's just a fantasy… just a way to… get myself off.”
“A kink of your own maybe?”
Yeah… maybe… I’m sorry. Can you ever forgive me? Maybe even forget what you heard and we could go along like it never happened?"
Rachel didn't want Jeff to feel bad, and the last thing she wanted was to pretend it never happened. What she really wanted was for him to know just how hard her pulse was pounding with nervous excitement. Even more, she wanted him to know how achingly hot her pussy felt. She knew she had the upper hand at the moment, but the most experience she'd had with men so far was what she'd gotten to watch her roommate do all year. It was so frustrating! A girl as hot looking as Rachel should have more confidence than she was feeling.
"Uh, Jeff, what if I can't forget it?" she asked shyly.
"Then I'd feel like the worst step-brother in the world," he said, ashamed of himself.
"I'd hate that, Jeff. Because, really, you're the best step-brother in the world. Back when our families were blended together when I was fifteen… I even gave you a coffee mug that says so."
Jeff couldn't help smiling. He had been drinking his morning coffee from that mug every day since the sweet little girl he had found himself related to had given it to him. In fact, it was even sitting in front of him on the counter top now.
"How did I ever deserve to have a sister as sweet and beautiful as you?"
“Because you're lucky." The perky college girl was feeling more confidence. "And you've always been so good to me. If anything, I think you deserve even more."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Jeff asked with a confused look that nearly made her giggle.
Rachel took a deep breath to build up her courage. Painfully aware of the damp spot in the gusset of her panties, she slid off her stool and walked around the island counter to Jeff's stool. She went close enough so the front of her body was touching his knees.
"It means, Jeff, that you deserve to have what I heard you saying last night." Her hand was trembling, but she reached for the bare part of Jeff's leg, just resting her hand there at first. Jeff didn't do anything to stop her.
"That would be wrong, sis. So wrong. I'm so sorry you had to hear me say those things. It's not right for me to think of you like that."
"I'm glad I heard you, Daddy. I want you to think of me that way. Now I know I'm not the only one who has those wrong feelings."
The young girl's step-brother looked stunned and took a moment to recover. But by then, Rachel took the chance of a lifetime and moved her hand all the way up Jeff's muscular thigh until she was cupping his cock and balls through his briefs. The excitement of touching anyone's cock, let alone the man she'd adored, overpowered her natural disbelief. She gently squeezed and explored the feel of his meat through the thin layer of cloth, and he instantly started growing thicker. Rachel was beside herself as she realised Jeff's cock was responding to her touch.
"Rachel, there are lots of brothers and sisters who have feelings like ours. It's just that we can't act on them. It would be really bad to do that." Yet despite what he said, Jeff made no move to push step-sister's hand away from his cock.
"I don't see why, Daddy, we're not related," she replied, letting her fingers explore the quickly growing shaft in the man's briefs. Rachel's nipples were so hard and achy now they felt like they could explode at any second. "I know you love me. And you know darn well I love you so much more than any of those sluts you bring home."
Jeff sighed, surrendering to the pleasure of step-sister's caressing touch. Rachel couldn't believe the man's dick was still growing. He wasn't even fully extended yet but he was already bigger than any of the guys she saw fuck Jessica. It made her feel proud of Jeff, and in spite of her jealousy, she could see why so many girls her age were perfectly happy to fuck him. But she didn't want Jeff going to other girls when she was the one he really wanted.
"Rachel, I'm your step-brother," he said. "People just don't do this sort of thing."
"I bet some people do." The cock under Rachel's hand was fully engorged now. It felt like the hardest thing the girl ever touched, and she was no longer satisfied to just feel it through her brother's underwear.
"Yes, sweetie, they do. Sometimes. But it's bad. Really really bad."
The way his step-sister's pussy was churning with wet heat felt anything except bad. "Does me touching your cock feel bad, Daddy?" she asked sweetly.
"God, no, it feels ... oh fuck, it feels amazing. But we really shouldn't do this."
Rachel's response was to pull on the waistband of her brother's underwear. "Let me take these off you, Daddy. I'll make it feel even better, I promise."
Jeff briefly lifted his ass off the seat so Rachel could work his briefs down past his knees. They fell as far as his ankles and he kicked them away. Rachel felt like she was in a trance as she gazed at Jeff's fully exposed, fully excited erection. She took the thick shaft in her hand and squeezed, testing its hardness. It felt so rigid yet so silky and hot, and the groan of pleasure Jeff made caused the girl's pulse to beat even harder.
Rachel began slipping her hand up and down Jeff's cock just the way she had watched Jessica do it, not to mention the dozens of porn videos she had seen. His moan of approval gave her even more confidence.
"Isn't it better having me do this for you than one of your young whores, Jeff?"
"Yes, but ... Rachel, it's so wrong," he groaned weakly, leaning back and watching in awe as his own step-sister stroked his massively swollen prick.
"No, Daddy, it's not," the girl frowned, refusing to believe him. "I know you've thought about me doing this, haven't you?"
"Yes, okay, I admit it. I have. But ..."
"But I love you, Daddy. And, ummm, god, I love your cock, too," she giggled. "It's even bigger and nicer than it was in my mind."
Rachel kept stroking Jeff's cock until he started leaking precum out of the head. Once it started it seemed like it was never going to stop. The clear goo dribbled onto the girl's hand and she spread it up and down her Jeff's pole, making him moan and sigh even more as she stroked his slippery flesh. Her pussy was aching beyond her wildest dreams as she soaked through the crotch of her tiny panties.
With her free hand, she lifted her shirt up above her braless tits. Pert and shapely, Rachel's boobs were between a B and C cup, depending on where she got her bras. She wished they were bigger, but the way Jeff was now staring at them made her feel beautiful.
"It's okay if you wanna feel my titties, Jeff. I know you want to. You've thought about it, right?" she said.
"Yes… they're so… amazing," he said, reaching for the beautifully displayed mounds.
He cupped and squeezed his step-sister's supple flesh, groaning as she continued stroking his cock. Rachel whimpered and cooed when she felt his strong hands fondling her sensitive mounds. He caressed her warm globes with a dazed look in his eye, but he soon caught her nipples between his fingers and gave them a good roll and squeeze.
"Ohhh, Daddy, that feels so good," Rachel sighed.
With her pussy leaking harder and growing hotter, she began jacking Jeff's pole faster, making him gasp and moan deeply while he continued to play with her sensitive nipples.
"Oh baby, don't stop. You're gonna make Daddy cum!" Jeff suddenly growled.
Rachel couldn't believe her ears. Focusing all her efforts on Jeff's throbbing cock, she pumped his red hot pole hard and fast. Her pussy felt so hot she thought she might cum just from the excitement of it all. Then Jeff grunted hard while jets of cum started spurting up from the head of his cock. The first blast splattered her chin and up onto jaw, the next two erupted in her cleavage, glazing her tits so that they looked like snowy mountains. The fourth launched back up towards her shoulders giving her one half of a pearl necklace.
Giggling, she took him firmly in hand and wanked him hard for another thirty seconds or so whilst Jeff squirmed and begged for mercy. Rachel was awestruck to watch Jeff's cock let loose with flying jets of incesteous cream. It was the first time she had ever made a guy cum, plus it was step-brother. She now had his warm goo dripping over her tits and it felt wonderful. The last pulses of creamy spunk flew upward and spattered his pretty little sister's naked tummy, with some of it landing on his own T-shirt.
By the time her step-brother's dick was drained of its life-giving milk, Rachel realised her hand was also covered with it. Without thinking twice, she finally let go of her step-brother's cock and put her hand to her mouth. She licked up a drabble of his cum. She expected it to taste stronger, but it was just a little bit tangy and she loved it mainly because she had just made it come out of step-brother's big sex rod.
"Mmmm, your stuff tastes so good, Jeff," she said. "But next time I want you to squirt it down here."
Then she pulled the top of her panties down to reveal her freshly shaven pussy mound. Jeff was staring at the soft, silken treasure in his step-sister's panties. Rachel giggled softly as he looked like he was seeing a girl's pussy for the first time, even though he must've seen dozens and dozens of them. She wanted hers to be something special to him, and the look on his face told her it was.
"We can never go that far, Rachel," he told her. "I shouldn't have let you touch me like you just did, but ... it felt so good, but baby, please forgive me."
"There's nothing to forgive. I loved it and I love you. I wish you'd feel how wet it makes me just stroking you. Daddy, I feel so hot right now I think I'm gonna combust. Don’t get hung up on being my step-brother - we're unrelated!"
With a slight groan of frustration, Jeff pulled step-sister into his arms and held her close with her back up against him. He kissed her neck and slipped one hand under her shirt to fondle her tits while the other slid down into her panties. Rachel gasped deeply when she felt his fingers explore her sodden slit. He groaned again as he discovered the heat and dripping moisture between her firm, young thighs.
Rachel smiled to herself as she thought Jeff was not the kind of guy to have his pleasure and then just leave a girl hanging. Not even if she was his very own sister. But then she couldn't concentrate on anything but the pleasure of his highly experienced fingers exploring her slick pussy. She got up on his lap on top of his stool, with her legs draping over the outside of his. He pushed his knees wider apart to bring her legs open wider, too, while his fingers took full advantage of the extra room to please and explore her dripping slit.
Rachel moaned deeply while Jeff stroked her slippery sex lips and focused plenty of attention on her swollen clit. The hand under her shirt went back and forth between each of her tits as he massaged them and tweezed her rigid nipples. He clutched her close to his much larger body, keeping his lips against her neck. She felt his hot breath on her skin between his kisses.
Jeff's fingers were driving Rachel crazy with pleasure. Her hips were rocking as she tried her best to fuck back at his searching fingers, crying out with excitement when he finally pushed two of them into her welcoming hole. With him clutching her to him so tightly, she felt like he was taking possession of her, and yet she had always been his more than he ever knew.
"Make me cum, Daddy," she huffed breathlessly. "Oh god, please make me cum."
"You're so beautiful, baby," he grumbled. "So perfect. Are you sure you wanna cum for Daddy, sweetheart?"
Rachel was surprised to hear herself growl in frustration as her body ached for more and more. "Daddy! Yes! Your baby girl needs to cum so bad. Just for you, always for you!"
"Fuck," Jeff groaned, close to step-sister's ear.
The rush of warm breath and the rumbly sound of Jeff's voice reverberated through Rachel's entire body. Then her arousal spiked through the roof when she felt his cock growing hard against her ass squirming in his lap. How could he even do that, she wondered? He fucked the sex crazed Jessica last night, then jerked off again when he came home, and then she herself had just jerked him off right there less than five minutes ago. None of Rachel's college boys ever did that. Rachel then knew Jeff's desire for her was more intense than ever. She had to have the only man who desired her that much. God, how she needed to feel his cock ploughing into her dripping cunt.
But now, Rachel's body was shaking and shivering all over step-brother's lap. His fingers were plunging in and out of her slippery tunnel while he gripped her by one tit and held her so tight it felt like he'd never let go. She let out a long, throaty moan while the explosive waves of sheer ecstasy tore through her perky, young body.
"Fuck, Daddy, fuck!" she cried. "I'm -- I'm -- CUMMING!"
It seemed like an hour before the girl's body finally stopped shaking. She was dazed and breathless, and she could feel step-brother's cock, still so hard and straining against her ass. But there was also a warm, wet feeling soaking through his briefs and into her panties. When she slipped off his lap and looked at his crotch she realised her brother had cum yet again just from her ass grinding all over his huge shaft. When she looked at his face his expression was different. His worried frown was gone. He looked calm. He looked ... happy.
Rachel stepped in close between step-brother's still open legs. He put his arms around her and kissed her lips, light and brief. Rachel tried to slip her tongue into his mouth but he was too quick for her.
"I love you… but… I'm confused. I love you like a little sister," he said. "This was beyond amazing, but it's much further than we ever should've gone. I'm sorry. It's all my fault."
"Don't be sorry about making me feel better than I ever have in my life. I love you, too, Jeff. Don't you want me? Am I not pretty enough for you? Should I dye my hair red?"
"Oh, no, it's not that. Rachel, you're the most beautiful girl in my whole life!" he insisted. "But I don't have to tell you how wrong this is. If your Mom and my Dad find out… I'm dead!"
Rachel frowned. She was going to have to find a way to convince her step-brother that they belonged together. Deep down, he had to know already. He just needed to know step-sister needed him even more.
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Jeff went upstairs and took a long shower after the breakfast incident. He nearly jerked off yet again, but it seemed like a bad idea… he needed to get Rachel out of his mind… out of his system! There was no doubting he was scared. He loved his father and step-mother and he knew, if they found out about this, he would destroy them. He could destroy their happiness and their new blended family. He would never see Rachel again. Later, he decided to send a text to Jessica, the redheaded college friend of his sister, the young girl he found attractive. He needed to see her… be with her. Jessica was a better match for him for sure. They were into the same things… shared the same kinks… the sex he had with her was the best he had ever had. He needed to fuck her again, cleanse himself of his taboo, incestuous liaison, and find sollace in the arms of the spunky little ginger minx.
He avoided Rachel for most of the day as he battled with his guilt with one eye on his phone… waiting for a message from… who? Jessica? Rachel? No, it was better to indulge his fantasies with someone safe. If he let things go any further with Rachel then he was risking their whole relationship. It was so wrong, for one thing. And for another, what if she regretted it afterwards? Could she end up hating her own step-brother for the rest of her life? Probably not, but how could things ever be the same between them?
Hours went by before Jessica replied to his text. She said she would love to see him again but she couldn't for a few more days, leaving Jeff in a frustrating situation. All that day, his beautiful sister had been walking around the house in a scant pair of booty shorts and a clinging tank top without a bra underneath. It seemed as if her nipples were constantly hard, and the sight of her made his pulse race the way no other girl ever could. Rachel was just so damn pretty, and that body was so young and perky. And the worst part of all was that Jeff was definitely in love with her. He didn't know how such a thing ever happened to him, but there was no denying his desire for the girl he'd loved since his father introduced him to both Rachel and her mother.
Rachel was making it impossible for him. He couldn't stop thinking about the way she made him feel when she stroked his cock and then even tasted his cum. And the way she felt against his body when he had his fingers inside her. Her pussy felt like the tightest, creamiest thing he'd ever touched. None of the girls he slept with could hold a candle to her, and that was his biggest problem of all.
All that day, Rachel had a sly smile on her face, too. Jeff could tell his step-sister was pleased with herself for making him cum. His lack of self-control had only encouraged her to expect more to happen between them, and he was in serious doubt about getting through the rest of the summer without giving in to his most forbidden instincts. For that matter, he was in serious doubt about getting through the rest of the day. Rachel was dressed like a wet dream and moving like a girl in a porn video. Jeff didn't know how much more he could take.
By the early part of the afternoon, Jeff went into the spare room next to his where they stored some exercise equipment, having decided to try working off his frustrations with weights and ab crunches. After a while, he worked up a good sweat and his brain was finally beginning to clear of those thoughts he shouldn't be having about his pretty sister. But that was about the time Rachel came in to join him. He thought she would exercise with him for a while, which wasn't unusual, but instead she sat on a nearby bench in those skin tight shorts with her thighs open far enough to show off her camel toe. In her tank top, without a bra underneath, her perfectly conical tits were too much to ignore.
Jeff set his weights on the floor and sat up, facing the irresistible girl.
"Jeff, aren't we even going to talk about this morning?" she asked point blank.
Jeff sighed deeply. He didn't want to talk about it, but he knew it would be worse to try pretending it never happened. But how was he supposed to talk to her about that sensitive subject when she was dressed especially to tease him? And it was working. He couldn't look at her without feeling pulses of warmth in his cock, and it seemed like her nipples were growing thicker as she sat in front of him.
"Okay, Rachel, you're right. It's something we should talk about," he admitted.
"Good, because I'm kinda thinking it was just the beginning of something really amazing. I know you're feeling guilty, but you don't have to. It was the best thing that ever happened to me. So far, anyway," she giggled.
Jeff took a breath. "It was for me, too, sis. But," he paused, "it was still something that shouldn't have happened. It was a beautiful expression of love, even though we lost our heads and expressed ourselves the wrong way… for brothers and sisters."
"But we're unrelated to each other, Jeff, and we can't be the only brother and sister in the world who feel this way!"
"I know," he nodded in agreement. "But that doesn't make it okay. Someday you're going to meet some nice, young guy and fall head over heels in love. Maybe even get married and have kids of your own. I'd hate myself if I ever did anything to ruin that."
Rachel heaved an exasperated sigh that pushed her perky tits outward. "Hmm, I wasn't going to tell you about this, but I got quite an education about guys at school this year."
Jeff looked at her, concerned.
"No, Jeff, I didn't screw anyone!" she exclaimed. "Not after the stuff I saw."
"I was in college once, too," Jeff said, "I know things can happen that our parents won't want to think about."
"Well, don't worry, Daddy. They didn't happen to me. Just my roommate, Jessica."
Jeff waited for Rachel to go on after a meaningful pause. "She had lots of guys in our room, and she didn't care if I was there or not. I saw pretty much everything they did. Sometimes they'd cover up with a blanket, but lots of times they didn't. I think she and some of the guys liked it with someone watching."
“You watched Jessica?” Jeff's cock started getting hard.
"I could see her sucking their dicks a bunch of times. And then lots of times I even saw them going in and out of her while she had her legs open. She never even cared how much noise they made."
Jeff's cock was jutting down the leg of his sweatpants, fully engorged as he listened to his step-sister talk about her horny roommate. It was the wrong reaction for a loving, protective step-brother to have, but listening to her talk about his girlfriend in the outfit she was wearing was more than he could take.
"Why didn't you just leave the room?" Jeff asked in a croaky voice.
"Because I liked it," the girl admitted shyly, briefly looking down. "It made me wet, Jeff. I, umm, fingered my pussy under my blanket. They could tell what I was doing but I didn't care."
Jeff gave his cock a quick squeeze, not caring that step-sister could see him touch himself. It wasn't right, but it sure wasn't as bad as what they did in the kitchen that morning.
"And the other thing," Rachel continued, "was that I wanted to learn everything I could about sex. It was kinda like having a live sex manual," she snickered. "I watched her give blowjobs and handjobs. And I got to see guys fuck in a bunch of different ways. She really liked it when they pumped her from behind."
Jeff was stunned, and easily as horny as he was when Rachel was jerking him. But he was curious about something, too. "Rachel, if it got you so aroused, then why didn't you end up finding a boy for yourself?"
"I don't want a boy. I want a man. Those guys never even hugged or kissed Jessica once they came inside her. They would get off and leave as soon as they could, not that Jessica ever minded. I might've been watching them, but it was you I was thinking about when I fingered myself. You're so much more than them in every way. I love you, Jeff. And I love you that special way, in case you haven't noticed."
Jeff would've been more shocked if he hadn't already let step-sister jerk him off in the kitchen a few hours earlier. But he was also overjoyed to hear that his step-sister hadn't spent her year spreading her legs for college boys who would never treat her the way she deserved. That was a dangerous thing to think about, though, since it only reminded him how silky and creamy her pussy channel had felt when he pushed his fingers inside her and made her cum that morning. His cock strained at his sweatpants, throbbing at the amazing memory.
And while his step-sister had spent so many nights of her school year witnessing her roommate's sexual exploits, he'd been seeking the very same girl… what if she had watched him fuck the gorgeous redhead? Thankfully he never slept with Jess in his sister's dorm room. That would have been wrong. But the auburn haired sex-bomb certainly had daddy issues and their role play had taken him to new heights. He never clocked that Rachel had daddy issues of her own. The fact that he loved her like the sweetest, prettiest young woman he had ever known was nothing new, but the girls he had been fucking were supposed to keep him from wanting Rachel, who became his only real sister. Before he realised what was happening, he discovered himself staring at the pert nipple erections denting her top.
"I love you just the same way," he admitted aloud, not that it was much of a secret anyway. "But I'm your step-brother."
"Exactly," she agreed. "That's what makes it so perfect. Can you really look me in the eye and say you would rather see me in a relationship with some jerk who's never gonna love me as much as you do?"
Jeff noticed step-sister's eyes lower to the enormous bulge his cock was making in his sweats. He put his hand over it, supposedly to cover it, but found himself giving his shaft a badly needed squeeze or three.
"What if you end up thinking of me as a dirty old man?"
"Oh, Jeff, you're not even close to being old. And the dirty part? I'm totally good with that as long as it's with me and not those cheap sluts you go out with."
Rachel chuckled briefly, and she was smiling. Jeff didn't know how much longer he could just sit there looking at how perfect she was and pretending he was "hiding" his hard-on with his hand. He was thinking of how to make a smooth escape when step-sister got up and walked over to where he was sitting on his bench. She sat right down on his lap, straddling his waist and facing him, putting her arms around his neck.
"This morning was the best. I have never felt like that in my life, Jeff," she confessed with a sigh. "I felt so safe with you holding me. And I never felt anyone loving me like that, either. I'll never find that with someone else. I don't even want to try."
The way Rachel was sitting astride step-brother's lap brought her barely clad pussy so close to his ragingly aroused cock. Her ass cheek was pressing down on his shaft as it poked down the leg of his sweats. When he looked into step-sister's beautiful, blue eyes he saw a look of determination. He'd seen that look at certain times over the years. When Rachel knew there was something she really wanted she was relentless. And after hearing the torrid tale of her roommate, and his girlfriend's indiscreet behaviour all year, he understood how much his step-sister's sexual needs had been building up over all that time.
The other thing that Jeff realised now was that the girls he'd been screwing the past year or two were just surrogates for her… Nothing but pale imitations of the amazing creature now sitting on his lap. He put his arms around her and hugged her closer.
"I'll always make sure you're safe, no matter what," he said. "But you're supposed to meet some really nice guy who loves you so you can have a happy life."
"I already have all that, Jeff. All except one last thing, which I really really need badly."
Jeff was afraid to ask what the last part was, but Rachel had a devious twinkle in her eye he'd never seen before. He was just fully taking in what a special woman a year at college had turned her into.
"Your cock inside me," she answered his tacit question for him. She whispered it to him as if there was someone else in the room she didn't want to hear.
Jeff's cock raged with pulsing throbs at the sound of step-sister's explicit words. Did she know how much he loved a hot, young girl with a dirty mouth? Had she overheard more than he thought through his bedroom door? She had to know the effect the way she was talking had on him, and even worse, he was rapidly getting to the point where he didn't want to discourage her.
"But I'm your step-brother," he said without conviction.
Rachel grinned. "Daddy, there's something else I should tell you about Jessica. She would call you every night, even after she was fucking some other boy. She would talk forever, and she always had her fingers in her pussy before the end of the conversation. I don't think you knew because she was always telling you about school or whatever. And she thought I was asleep by then, but I could hear everything and after a while a roommate knows when the other girl is fingering herself under the blanket."
Jeff looked at step-sister and felt his cock pulsing against the downward press of her ass. "Uh, sweetie, when we talked on the phone from school, did you ever ..."
Rachel just grinned brightly and nodded. Jeff cupped her semi-thick ass cheeks in each of his hands. She let out a little mewling sound of approval at his groping touch. He kept staring at the defiantly naughty smile on her face as he thought of her touching her pussy when he called her at school. He decided to tell her the truth about something he thought he would've kept hidden forever.
"Rachel," he started, then paused, "I was doing the same thing."
"You mean ...?"
"Yes, princess. I masturbated when we were talking."
"Oh god, I wish I knew," she frowned.
"You were never supposed to."
"Well, it's too late to say you don't want me, Jeff."
"Rachel, I've always wanted you. It's just ..."
"Yeah. You're my brother. And that's what makes it so perfect," she giggled. Then she deftly pulled her top off over her head, revealing her pert, naked tits to the man in her life.
"When did my sweet little Rachel turn into such a bad little girl?" he asked as he cupped her titties in his hands. They felt so firm and warm, and the brush of his thumbs over her nipples brought yummy moans from her delectable mouth.
"Ohhhh, Daddy," she sighed. "How can love ever be bad?"
"When it's like this, sweetheart. This is sooooo wrong," he groaned, leaning down to suck on one of his baby's swollen, pink nipples.
Rachel moaned when step-brother's lips encircled her nub. She rocked her hips, trying to grind her lycra clad pussy along the shaft of his cock. The feel of his erection under her along with his hands and mouth hungrily devouring her perky tits was making her slit soak a rapidly growing stain in the crotch of her shorts.
Jeff was growing more and more intoxicated on the sweet taste of step-sister's sensitive nipples. The girl's tits were so perfect, he thought as he suckled and fondled them. So smooth, so warm and firm. They weren't too big and not too small. Just right for his hands and mouth, and the sound of her gasping sighs as he worshipped them made his cock feel like an iron bar. But he finally lifted his face back to hers and just stared at her while she stared back. They looked at each other with undeniably mutual need.
Jeff wanted to kiss her more than any girl before her, and yet that seemed even more taboo than sucking her tits. But there was no more resisting that burning fire in her pretty blue eyes. He took her face in his hands and pulled her in, instantly kissing her supple mouth while her lips parted to welcome his tongue. The kiss was immediately deep and filled with needful passion. Jeff couldn't explain it, but sharing that searing soul kiss with step-sister somehow felt more incestuous than fondling her tits or fingering her pussy. Yet at the same time, he was kissing a girl he loved with every ounce of his soul, the most beautiful young creature he could ever lay eyes upon.
Rachel whimpered happily into Jeff's mouth, letting her tongue swirl and dance with his. In her excitement, she ground her pussy harder onto his rock hard shank. His hands plunged into the back of her shorts while they made out, squeezing the pert, bubble-shaped cheeks of her young ass. After this went on for as long as the loving couple could take it, Rachel stood up directly in front of her step-brother.
Jeff reached for step-sister's tight, stretchy shorts and pulled them down over her hips, revealing that peach-smooth pussy he'd had his fingers in just a few hours before. But this was a completely different view of his step-sister's sex mound. Her pussy formed a perfect, pouty V between her thighs, and once she stepped out of her shorts and planted her feet apart, he could see the swollen state of her labia.
Rachel put her hands down to frame her pussy for Jeff's viewing pleasure. "This is all yours, Jeff," she said, nearly out of breath with excitement. "My pussy belongs to you. It always has because you're the only one who deserves it. You're the one who can have it anytime and any way you want."
Jeff gripped step-sister's ass again and leaned in to kiss her bare pussy. He loved the way she sighed when his lips touched her mound. But then he stopped to pull off his T-shirt. When he stood up to get rid of his sweatpants, Rachel wanted to do the honours herself. It wasn't like it was the first time she was going to reveal Jeff's aroused cock, but everything was changing in such a short period of time. She knelt in front of him and yanked them down so he could step out of them. He wasn't wearing anything else underneath, and his fat, rigid cock sprang up in her delighted face.
"I love you, Daddy," she said, taking his solid shaft into her dainty hand. “Do you mind me calling you Daddy?”
Jeff shook his head, his eyes wide in acceptance and wonder.
"And I love this big, beautiful cock. Now I wanna show you something I learned from watching Jessica. But this is the first time I've ever done it."
Jeff was stunned as he watched his smiling sister open her mouth and eagerly take the first couple inches of his cock between her lips. She made a yummy sound like she was licking an ice cream cone. Her brother was amazed at her natural ease as she sucked and stroked his manhood. The pleasure was like nothing he had ever felt before, certainly driven higher by the fact that was his own sister's pretty mouth slipping back and forth on his throbbing member. She fondled his balls with the other hand while he realised she must have had plenty of chances to watch her roommate suck cock to have learned how to do it so well. Then again, some girls were just naturals, and Jeff liked to think his step-sister was one of them. No… not his step-sister… he had to put distance between himself and that though. Rachel was right, in a way… they were indeed unrelated.
The petite brunette was thorough and patient as she sucked and fondled her step-brother's throbbing dick. She seemed to love exploring the shape and ridge of his head with her lips and tongue, making her man moan as she did. Every once in a while she would try taking too much or let her teeth scrape his flesh, but she always compensated quickly and got back to sucking and stroking his imposing bone as impressively as any of the more experienced girls he had been fucking before her.
She tasted her step-brother's precum as it oozed out of his cock, and withdrew it from her mouth to watch this new event. She smiled as it seeped a steady stream of salty seminal fluid for her and looked up at her wonder struck older sibling. With her face pushed intimately into him, she let the precum trickle down the side of her cheek. Cooling as it slowly dribbled down, she could feel the chill of the cooling saltiness.
Unable to resist, she raised her head, licked his leaking cock head, and took his manhood back in her mouth. A groan indicated he appreciated her mouth on his cock, the warm softness, the wetness. She sucked a bit, pulling out more precum, reveling in the taste and texture and smell. A few strokes of his cock, a few seconds of suction on the head, a few licks of the tip, and she felt she could get back to business.
Still on her knees she pulled back and up on his cock, then buried her face into his tangled pubes. He groaned with the return of that familiar sensation.
Thinking back to Jessica's technique, her hand began to stroke him nicely, her right one now, and her left hand roamed his torso, touching him, brushing his skin, a soft and random touch. She loved making him feel good, and her hand on his stomach wasn't as much a calculated sexual thing as it was a touch of affection. Which, of course, turned Jeff on even more.
More precum oozed out of his cock, and she interrupted her tonguing to lick and suck and clean his cock. It had become darker, more angry, harder and harder. She knew that he had to be getting close, that he'd start to get to that point of no return. The precum would start flowing more so she eased up a bit, licking him gently, stroking him a little slower. Agonisingly for him, she felt his heavy balls in her hand, cupping and gently exploring a man's testicles for the first time. She loved the feeling of his pliant sacs, and his warm wet cock; she could taste him in her mouth, the precum she'd already tasted, but she needed more.
Rachel leaned over her lover, as Jessica did, opening her throat and fought her gag reflex in order to take his erection deep into her mouth. He arched up, pushing his cock between her sensual lips. She should have expected it but it surprised her just a bit and she had to back off as her throat adjusted to the invading girth. Slowly she slid forward and felt his cock head pass her tonsils before almost gagging and coming back up for air. She was drooling around her step-brother's penis but her mouth reaped the reward, precum flowing freely onto her tongue, the salty stickiness delicious, waking up her taste buds. She tongued the bottom of his cock, letting the fluids ooze out of his cock and down her throat.
She pulled him in further, trying to become one with him. Jeff couldn't help but groan, pumping his hips, as his sister's mouth engulfed his cock. He felt like he was melting in her mouth. He relaxed, losing himself in the sensations.
His cock oozed even more saltiness and she sucked even more, tasting his pleasure. She stroked again, up and down with a little rotation, her right hand temporarily forgetting to stroke him. She pulled down hard to the base of his cock, stretching the skin on his head, knowing, from watching her redheaded teacher, that it would increase the sensitivity of his cock head.
It worked, of course, and he thrust his member between her soft lips. She wanted to taste his forbidden cum now; she didn't want to wait much longer. Her mouth watered at the thought of his creamy ejaculate spurting into her mouth, and she started stroking him with longer, harder strokes. She kept up her tongue attack on his cock head, swirling, licking, sucking, overwhelming him with sensation.
She gripped the base of his penis a bit harder, increasing pressure on his cock, stroking hard, trying to milk him into her mouth. Suddenly everything about him relaxed, his ass, his pelvis, his torso. She waited, holding the skin down taut on his cock, waiting for his impending explosion.
Then he tensed and began to shudder. She kept sucking him and pumping him, knowing he was at the precipice. His butt clenched, he thrust up, she pulled her hand down hard on his cock, and she pulled his cock out of her mouth until just the head was gripped between her plump lips. Rachel looked up at him. His eyes were shut, his face grimacing, his torso rigid, his balls tightly clenched in an uncontrollable spasm.
Jeff became so lost in the pleasure of his little step-sister serving his cock like she was born for it that he soon realised his pleasure was rising to the point where the only option was to cum. He didn't really mean for his load to pour into her sucking mouth, but that's exactly what happened.
"Rachel, oh baby, fuck, Daddy's gonna cum!" he growled desperately.
Rachel moved her hands to his ass, holding him close so he wouldn't do anything silly like pull his dick out of her mouth before cumming. She sucked harder and faster, letting him know she wanted his manly essence spurting across her tongue. Jeff cried out even louder as he grabbed her head and pumped his shaft into her mouth while his semen began its journey from his tingling testicles.
"Rachel! No!" he shouted.
Then his ass started unclenching and clenching, his pelvis started thrusting, and he started to cum. His forbidden seed exploded out the length of his throbbing stalk.
First she sucked up the oozing cum, the sperm-rich leakage before the spurts. She loved the taste and texture and let her tongue run up against his cock, soaking in the feel of cum on her tongue.
Then his cock swelled and cum spurted into her mouth. She let it hit her tongue, kept it from going too far into her mouth, wanting it all in her mouth, a puddle of cum. He swelled again, more cum spurted into her mouth, and she could feel it on her teeth. She ran her tongue around more, desperate for the sensation, the taste.
She stroked his cock into her mouth while he came again and again. The spurts got weaker, the sperm a bit lighter, but she loved all of it. She knew he liked to see evidence so let a little bit of cum trickle down the side of her mouth.
Rachel kept sucking her step-brothers spurting meat until the flow of cum subsided. Reluctantly, she released his cock from between her lips and looked up at him with a smile.
"Oh, Jeff, you have no idea how many times I've dreamed of doing that, but it was so much better than I ever thought."
Freshly spent, Jeff sat back down on the bench. "Oh fuck! What have we done? That was amazing," he told her.
"I'm so happy you liked it, Daddy," the teenage girl said, beaming with pride. "And you can have me suck you anytime you want now."
Jeff couldn't help smiling. Rachel was already trying to spoil him. He decided right then and there that she deserved to be spoiled too. Lying back on his bench, he told her to straddle his head so she could squat and lower her wet pussy to his mouth. Giggling with excitement, Rachel followed step-brother's directions to the letter and Jeff felt his pulse race as he watched her young, wet pussy split apart as it came closer to his mouth.
"Oh, ohh, ohhhhhh, Daddyyyyyyy," she mewled like a kitten the moment his tongue first explored her drooling snatch.
Jeff's hands were exploring her legs and ass at the same time. He lapped thirstily at her slippery lips and hole while she moaned and rocked her hips. The forbidden teenager's sex hole tasted sweet and tangy all at once and he licked at her lips and clit for a long time before driving his tongue up into her vagina. Her moans came to his ears like the sweetest music while she made the slightest up and down grinding motion, riding his tongue like a small cock.
Rachel whimpered and moaned as her step-brother's tongue slathered every dip and fold of her luscious flower. Her movements were becoming more jerky as her pleasure mounted so he clutched her ass firmly, holding her in place while he suckled her clit.
"Fuck, Jeff, fuck!" she yowled, grinding her clit into his mouth.
Jeff sucked her throbbing little pearl and teased her asshole with the tip of a finger until her precious, young body was suddenly shivering to the pleasure cresting inside her. He sucked and lapped at the teenage girl's flowing juices, savouring the sweet champagne of her orgasm. By the time Rachel's body finished shaking, Jeff's cock was already completely swollen with excitement again.
"Oh god, Jeff, now I see how you make those girls scream in your bedroom at night."
Jeff smiled at her, knowing there would only be one, special girl making noise in his bedroom from now on. He caught her looking back to find that his cock was fully engorged. She looked back at him with a happy grin.
"There's something else I wanna show you that I learned from watching Jessica," she said coyly.
Moving backward until she was straddling his hips, Rachel reached between her legs and held her step-brother's prick in an upright position. She stroked him a couple of times, but then she lowered herself like she did onto his face, except this time her slit squeezed over the rounded dome of his pole. She whimpered and moaned as she mashed her wet sheath onto Jeff's meat, gradually sinking down by fractions of an inch.
"Oh fuck!" she moaned. "It feels so thick. I don't know if I can take it all."
"You're doing it just right, baby girl. Don't worry, you're so tight, but you're gonna have all of me inside you before you know it."
Rachel kept sinking and sinking, lower and lower, onto Jeff's throbbing penis. She gasped out loud when she hit bottom, realising she now had the entire length and girth of his man staff plugging her hot cunt.
"Good girl," Jeff moaned, running his hands all over her beautifully naked body. "You got it all inside you, baby. You feel so good… so hot… so tight! This is so wrong but it feels so right.”
“Maybe my Mom made me for you, Jeff?”
“If we get caught I am sure your Mom will unmake me!”
“I'm a big girl now. Mommy will understand. Until the day comes when she finds out… let's do it!”
“Are you sure you want to have sex with your step-brother? There will be no going back after this? It will change us.”
“I'm changed already. This morning I was still a little girl… now I am a woman.” She flexed her vaginal muscles around his tool as if to prove a point that didn't need to be made. “I'm going to ride my step-brother's cock. You can stop me if you like? Maybe you don't want to cheat on your new girlfriend?”
“You're a woman now, and your pussy feels better than anything in the world. I… I want this… with you."
With Jeff feeling his sisters puffy little tits, Rachel braced herself with her hands on her brother's chest and began rocking her pussy up and down his shaft the way she had watched Jessica fuck at least half a dozen different guys. But none of them had cocks as big as her step-brother's. She'd never felt so deliciously full before while Jeff couldn't believe the insanely tight heat of her pussy's grip on his hard cock.
Rachel began to rock her hips, bringing her velvety sheath up and down Jeff's pole in a steady rhythm. It sounded like the breath was rushing out of her body every time she plunged down. Jeff grunted in time with her breathy exhalations. He realised the brunette must've been paying very close attention to everything her roommate had been doing because she was riding his cock like she had been doing it for years. Yet the snug hold of her pussy felt so tight he had no doubt in his mind that his was the first penis to completely fill her succulent vagina.
“Daddy? Am I a good girl?”
"Oh my God, Rach! You're amazing, ride it just like that. You're doing so good," he groaned. "Ohhh, fuck, Daddy loves you so much!"
Despite the handjob and blowjob Rachel had already given him, Jeff felt like his cock was going to stay hard all day. The suck and plunge of step-sister's pussy was making him throb, but he was able to relax and savour the delirious sensations. And the longer Rachel rode up and down her step-brother's man stalk the more comfortable she became with her position. She lifted her hands off his chest and rode him using the sheer strength of her supple, young thighs.
Jeff released her tits from his grasp so he could watch them bounce enticingly as Rachel rose and fell on his stick. He didn't know how long she kept riding him, but she started having climaxes every few minutes. She had at least four in a row where she cried out in a strangled voice with her body shivering the same way it had when he fingered her earlier. Except the orgasms she was having on top of his cock were longer and more intense. Each time, she grimaced and cried like it was the first orgasm of her life.
He finally reached between her parted legs and rubbed her clit with his thumb, sending her into her most powerful, body-rocking orgasm of all. Even her inner sheath was rocked with shudders that milked Jeff's boner so hard he knew, if she continued, he wouldn't be able to hold onto his spunk anymore.
"You're going to make Daddy cum!" he growled.
"In me! Do it inside me! I want you to give me your cum, Jeff! You gave it to Jessica… so give it to me, too!" his step-sister shrieked despite fighting to catch her breath.
“Shhh! Someone will hear us!” he hissed then closed his mouth upon hers.
"Mmmmpph… mmph! Fuuumph Mffff!” Came her stifled screams. Their lips mashed together feverishly. Tongues flicking and probing in time with her bouncing breasts.
“Oh God... so close... That feels sooo good... Yes... Oohh...yes... yesss… fuck me... fuck me..." She humped him into her, moaning as she climaxed once more on his big cock. She clamped her thighs around him and humped her pussy against him as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss washed over her.
"Oh yes, yes... inside me... Oohh... fuck me, please fuck me...I love you, please fuck me..." She held his face and kissed him deeply, sliding her tongue against his as his cock throbbed inside her. Finally she sighed and lay back, her arms over her head, gently rocking her hips as he slowly deep fucked her. She gazed down at him with dreamy eyes and blew him a kiss. It was amazing, intensely beautiful and erotic. The siblings kissed deeply as she humped his cock into her wet pussy. Her lover groaned beneath her undulating body. She closed her eyes and held his hips, humping his cock deeper.
"Oh yes, cum in me... cum deep in my pussy... yessss... Oh Jeff. I can feel it... Yessss... cum in me..."
Her lover groaned, humping upwards in short, urgent strokes. She leaned over him as he thrust deep inside her, his cock nuzzling against her cervix. He rose up to hold her close, kissing her, her neck and nipples and she pulled him in, humping with him. He wouldn't last long. He had never fucked a hole quite this tight. He could approximate the pull with a tightly closed fist. He had been balls deep in expert cocksuckers' throats, split open the silicone walls of a fleshlight, bottomed out against a redhead nymphomaniacs cervix, but this tiny, writhing pussy sucking him in made him feel like anybody but her brother.
Every time she rose up his rod, his hips lifted off the bed, dragged upwards by the sloppy suction of her vagina. Every vein and ridge caught, then bored her wider when she fucked back down onto him. With knot after knot of jizz already prepping to be fired into her forbidden depths, breeding her hole while distending her stomach with his monster cock, grunting into her ear like a crazed animal while he finger fucked her mouth. The swing of her titties became a sharp slapping noise from the speed of this rut, strings of cum and precum keeping them connected when he emptied her out.
Jeff didn't need to last long. Just a few more strokes up the trail of nerves inside her. He savoured each ridge and wrinkle unfolding around him as he bit down on her neck.
"Fuck Rachel… I'm going to cum in you." He pulled his hand from her mouth and guided her fingers back down to that bump in her stomach. "Feel me let go."
"I'm cumming, Jeff." She could feel it. His great big dick was pushing and throbbing against the back of her little box. His balls were twitching and grinding against her ass as they started to pump rope after rope up of sticky semen up through his shaft.
She lost herself in his orgasm, the space between feeling his sack shift and the first shot come spurting out against her bare cervix like a calm before the storm. The power of his cum throbbed under her fingers, pushing up and flooding through every shaking breath.
One. Two. Three. The subtle force of his third shot washing over her cervix was the last thing she felt before the dam of tension in her own body broke and her womb started drinking his cum. Four, five six rolling beads of sticky, sweet cum coated her gaping hole. Just like before she lost count as she drowned herself in his panting, growling, shuddering thrusts. It was all she could think about.
Incestuous cum. Cum from his massive cock. A fraction of his heavy masculinity flowing into her, filling her. Stretching her with his cum. Plugging her with his toboo fuck tool, bottomed out and still pushing deeper. Cumming, fuck, cumming harder than ever, cumming so hard that she could feel her uterine entrance opening to pull in as much sticky wet semen as it could.
There was no telling how much time she lost, wriggling and squeezing and cumming on him. But when she came to, he was still inside her, plugging his cum deep in her. He paused, then closed his hand around her neck and smiled. Rachel's naughty mouth met his and they kissed as lovers do. It felt like his whole body lit up with electricity as he let go and felt the dizzying jolts of man spunk shoot up his cock shaft and deeply into his baby sister's hole. Both step-brother and step-sister were gasping heavily, both grinding their sweaty bodies into each other until their mutual explosion finally subsided.
Rachel fell forward onto Jeff's body, her perky tits squishing between them. Jeff couldn't remember the last time he had cum that hard, if ever. He hugged his pretty baby to him securely, and when they finally caught their breath they started kissing again. Their kisses were more relaxed this time, but just as deep and loving.
"Oh, Daddy, I can't believe it finally happened. I love you so much," the little girl sighed.
"I love you, too, angel."
Step-brother and step-sister lay together on the soft mats of the gym, naked for a long time, savouring the beautiful afterglow of loving each other.
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The entire rest of the day was like a blur compared to the two, life-changing moments Jeff and Rachel had shared. They didn't say anything about it, but there were very few times that they weren't in each other's company. The new closeness between them was something they both felt to the core. There was an air of giddy happiness they both felt, and they were already treating each other more like a couple than step-brother and step-sister.
Their parents noted something different between them that evening but never suspected anything. But when nighttime came around, Rachel went to her own room. Jeff went to his room and realised it didn't feel right to be there all by himself. He went directly to Rachel's room to find her getting ready for bed. She was only wearing panties and hadn't slipped on one of the oversized T-shirts she liked for sleeping. She stopped what she was doing and faced step-brother with a curious smile, her naked tits fully exposed to his admiring eyes. He approached her and took her by the hand, leading her out of the room.
"Where are you taking me, Jeff?" she asked.
"To our bedroom, sweetheart."
"Our bedroom?"
Jeff just smiled at his topless step-sister and led her down the hallway to his bedroom. He sat on the bed, still holding her hand as she stood before him with her delectable tits level with his face. He gave each of her swollen nipples a kiss and then looked up at her face. She looked happy in a way he never imagined seeing her.
"Yes, baby, our bedroom. Unless you've been having second thoughts about what we've done and changed your mind."
"Oh, no, Jeff," she said, quickly straddling his lap with her knees on the bed. "You make me happier than I've ever been."
"I'm glad, angel, because I love you so much, I don't know how I ever thought I could be happy with Jessica."
Rachel felt so happy and excited she kissed step-brother like the lover she always knew she needed. They fell backward together, their tongues duelling inside their hungry mouths. Nothing made her happier than knowing her step-brother wouldn't be seeing any of his younger sluts anymore. He had her now, and what could be better than the real thing?
She turned around to face Jeff, who was astounded by his sister's beautiful tits. Rachel giggled at the look on her brother's face; it was as if this was the first time he had ever looked at a pair of tits.
"Don't just sit there with that slack jaw, say something."
"They're beautiful," said Jeff. "Better than I imagined they would be."
"And they're all yours. So, enjoy them."
“What about your Mom and my Dad? Are they asleep?”
“I heard them fuck themselves into oblivion as soon as they got home. They won't be conscious until morning.”
Jeff reached up and grabbed Rachel's small but perfectly formed breasts. Never in his life did he think he would be doing something like this; and even though she offered her tits as a reward for him, he still felt somewhat guilty for feeling her up like this. But still, he loved it; they were the best tits he had ever had his hands on and he was going to enjoy every moment of it.
His hands gently kneaded her pert boobs, which Rachel enjoyed very much. She was worried that Jeff was going to be so excited to put his hands on her that he was going to start squeezing them too hard. But he was doing an excellent job of feeling her up; she felt like she was getting a lot of good attention from the man she desperately wanted to mate with.
"You're very good at this," said Rachel. "You have a lot of practice, I see."
"I've this before," Jeff replied modestly, massaging and drawing out her nipples.
"You must've felt bigger tits though. No guy has ever felt me up as good as you're doing now."
"You've had plenty of guys feeling your tits?"
"A few."
As Jeff kept going, Rachel put her hand on his lap and slowly moved it up towards his crotch, where she cupped the bulge that was forming in that area. She massaged that bulge, making Jeff get more excited.
"What are you doing?" Jeff asked.
"You're not the only one who wants to enjoy themselves."
She moved in closer to her brother. She wanted her body to be closer to his. Jeff stopped feeling her tits and, without thinking about it, kissed Rachel on the lips. It lasted a few seconds, but that first kiss between them was amazing. They kissed again, but this time harder and more passionately. Before they knew it, they were rolling around on his bed in a heavy make-out session. In the middle of that, Rachel got Jeff to take off his shirt so she could feel her tits pressed up against her brother's naked chest.
Jeff started kissing her all the way down until his head was in between Rachel's breasts. There he kissed and fondled those beautiful mounds of flesh that he had been obsessing over for so long. Rachel loved how he was playing with her tits like this, and started getting aroused as he was sucking on her nipples. She always loved it when guys did this, but it was more exciting because it was her step-brother lavishing attention on her almost conical boobs.
After a while, they helped each other remove the remainder of their clothes. As soon as Jeff got Rachel's panties off, he immediately put his hand between her legs and began fingering her pussy. He had developed a good technique over the years with other women he did this for, and he got Rachel all hot and bothered within minutes.
She looked so pretty but also there was a look in her shiny eyes that needed quenching. The step-brother lay alongside his step-sister, his right elbow supporting his head. He ran his left hand over her chest and tummy. Slowly. Progressing downwards to her abdomen. He didn't stop there. Rachel flopped her legs open sideways allowing his uncompromised access to her most intimate area.
Jeff needed to feel her. He reached his hand under the top of her panties once more. But this time he had plenty of room for manoeuvre. He looked down and saw a whiff of brown pubes. He put his middle finger inside her. Rachel groaned. Her pussy was extraordinarily tight. And wet.
"You're so wet!" he whispered.
"Ur hum" came the murmured reply.
He explored her forbidden tunnel with his finger. Her pussy walls closing on his finger. He pulled it out and sought her clit. It was not difficult to find. In the excitement it had swollen slightly and Jeff could feel it sitting proudly above her pouting labia. He circled his fingers around the tender spot and Rachel's body tightened. Her eyes were firmly shut as she settled into the moment. Her step-brother continued to circle her clit with a gentle finger, finding a good rhythm that he knew more often than not, was effective in getting a girl off. He pressed a little harder, using his step-sister’s facial expressions as a guide to how he was doing.
It seemed to be going okay. She was biting her lip, her face was tense in anticipation so Jeff temporarily dipped his finger into her again. Her pussy was super tight now. He could barely get his finger inside her, he remarked to himself. Her juices acted as the perfect bio-lubricant for her delicate flower. His newly moisturised finger returned to her clitoris. This time he pressed directly on top of it for maximum sensation. He again settled into a circular rhythm. The mewing sounds from his little sister were getting louder now and her teeth were clenched together.
"I'm going to cum, Daddy!" Rachel informed him.
"Go for it!" Jeff whispered into her ear, biting her earlobe gently.
Rachel immediately began to arch her back, her face locked with sexual agony.
"Oh my god!" she cried as her back arched fully and then fell flat.
Her body gently spasmed as the waves of orgasm washed over her. Jeff took his experienced finger from her clit and wriggled it into her vagina. Rachel shivered at this taboo invasion. He removed his finger and tasted her juice. It was good and sweet. He lay right next to her and kissed her. She wrapped her arms round his and they hugged as her body and pulse relaxed into post orgasmic chill mode.
"Daddy… you’re amazing!" Rachel confirmed.
"It takes two to tango, Babygirl. You are so hot!" her step-brother said excitedly.
He could feel his cock was ready to burst. He hadn't felt this turned on in years and had to banish thoughts of the hot, tight pussy mere inches from his throbbing member. Jeff imagined he wouldn't last more than a couple of strokes if he mounted her now. The end of his cock was already moist with pre-cum. He stroked her thick wavy hair and kissed her again. She was a very cute looking girl at the best of times but when she was in this mode, she positively smouldered.
Jeff kissed his step-sister softly. He liked kissing her and nuzzling into her neck. She smelled amazing. There were no wild tongues this time. Gentle, prolonged lip kisses with his illicit lover were quickly becoming his favourite.
He moved his free hand down to her left breast. It was small but fit perfectly in his hand. He stroked it and Rachel groaned again. He could sense the fire was still burning in her. His sibling just needed a little oxygen now she had recovered from the electric shock of a few minutes ago.
Jeff reached down again. Running his hand over her perfectly flat tummy. This time he took two fingers with him. He walked them gently over her pussy lips and hole like a moonwalk. He could feel she had small lips but again her entrance was very small. He noodled his fingers at the edge of her vagina, squeezing them in. The walls of her pussy squashed his fingers together but they fit. Just. He started to finger fuck her. His pretend cock moving slightly in and out of her, preparing his sister for the real thing.
Rachel closed her eyes again as her illicit lover continued to gently probe her. He could feel she was still wet. The palm of his hand was glancing her flaps, which were also damp. He kissed her forehead and she smiled momentarily before opening her legs for him. Jeff’s cock twitched at his step-sister’s sexual sign of readiness. She was primed for copulation and, as he rose up from her side, he made a mental note to be careful. They weren't using any form of birth control. the older brother positioned himself on top of his little sister. He had his dick close to her pussy, ready to go in. He could tell Rachel was very nervous. Despite how confident she had been the whole time, she was about to have sex with her own brother, and that is something that could give anybody second thoughts.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked her.
"Yes, definitely," she assured him. "But I am a little nervous doing it with Mom and Dad at home, so do it fast before I change my mind."
He kissed her once more and then pushed his erect penis gently into her tight, warm pussy. He held it there for a moment, to enjoy the feeling of his sister's pussy around his dick. Rachel herself enjoyed the feeling of having a cock as big as her brother's being inside of her. She arched her back more and pulled her legs wider apart to give Jeff's manhood a better shot at her gaping, leaking bullseye. As she made the appropriate adjustments, she could hear Jeff huffing in her ear, groaning like an animal, as his swollen cockhead searched for her vaginal opening. She spread her legs more and prepared to feel him make contact.
On his next thrust, his hard penis finally plunged into her vagina. Rachel gasped, slightly from pain, at the force of his cock shoving into her. He had been humping hard to get his manhood into just the right spot. Jeff moaned in her ear finally feeling the wet lips of her vagina sucking against the head of his throbbing erection. As soon as he made contact and inserted into her, Jeff felt more of his precum spew up and out of his penis, mixing with her wetness, prepping her vaginal to accept his girthy length, as their bodies prepared to copulate, their bodily fluids mixing.
He pushed his hips forward. His thick cock forced the vulva wider, as she began accepting his length from the force of his thrusting. Rachel could feel a growing pressure between her legs, as his penis forced its way into her, expanding into her vagina. Deeper and deeper he went, his hips pushing his pelvis forward. Rachel could feel the dark bush of his pubic hair brushing against her clit. She quivered and felt her vaginal wall tighten around her step-brother's solid appendage.
Jeff, no less tranced but somewhat more present, exhaled into her ear, feeling her cunt pulse around his shaft. "Oh fuck," he gasped. The noise made her pussy wetter, hearing her step-brother's arousal from her female anatomy. There was no doubt that the little brunette was going to make him cum quickly if he didn’t proceed with caution.
He pulled free from her wanton snatch and held himself on his muscular arms above her, trying to will away his impending orgasm. Rachel took the opportunity to squirm free from beneath him and turned around on his bed to allow him to fuck her doggy style. He knelt behind her in wonder at the gorgeous sight as she lifted her bum high in the air. Her knees spread apart, her smooth soft ass directly in front of him. She leaned herself onto her shoulders and brought her hands to her ass cheeks. Rachel used both of her hands to spread her ass cheeks apart even further. He could see the tiny pink hole, puckered up waiting for his huge cock. She could hear his breath quicken and he moaned hoarsely.
It took everything Jeff had to stop himself from immediately plunging his cock into her ass. He took both hands and put them on her shoulders. He rubbed his cock against her asshole, and ass cheeks before sliding down towards her quivering peach. She felt as if his hands and cock where everywhere at once, on her ass, in her hair, on her neck, on her breasts and between thighs. He placed his hands on her perky tits and cupped them, squeezing her hard nipples. She groaned and pushed her ass back harder onto his cock. She felt it resting in between her ass cheeks. He brought his hands to her ass and spread her cheeks apart and gently rubbed the tip of his cock against her swollen labia.
She groaned and whispered softly, "I trust you. You can have me in any manner you want. So, yours can be the first cock to fuck ass, Daddy?"
If Jeff was a younger man he would have simply thrust forward and speared into her taboo hole. But he knew that his step-sister would need more preparation before he was willing to commit that sin with her. She was jail-bait as it was and, sensibly, he fought the urge to add anal sex to his list of crimes.
“No, that takes preparation and I am not plunging my cock in there with our parents in earshot!” He whispered as he gripped his step-sister’s tiny waist and she felt his penis slide down her cleft to her dripping sex.
“Fuck me, Daddy,” she whispered.
His hips seemed to respond to her instruction with an unseen force and pressed his swollen cockhead to her labia. As he pushed forwards, his foreskin retracted and his sister’s pussy lips took over its job of surrounding the most sensitive part of his body. They both groaned as he slipped the tip of his cock into her pink pussy. She tensed, felt her knees weaken and her chest fell to the bed. Her ass remained high in the air joined to his cock.
He slowly pushed himself in a little further, slowly sending the first few inches into her hot, slippery sheath. He felt her vagina open for him, every crease caressing him as his cock continued its taboo journey. She felt him bottom out, his heavy balls coming to rest on her thighs. They remained like that for several moments, lost in the sensations of their coupling. She felt him slowly withdraw, her pussy lips clinging to his veiny shaft, then her big brother shoved himself forward, grabbing her hips to hold her in place. His pelvis pushed forward rhythmically, slapping against her ass. He was much larger than she was, so the force of his thrusting jolted the teen with each pump.
His cock thrust forward, the head of his swollen cock jabbing up inside her and she moaned. He could feel the head of his penis gliding through the moist tissue of her vagina, widening her canal as his fat cock opened her up.
The slit in Jeff's cock continued drooling his precum inside his step-sister's pussy. There was a risk of her getting pregnant by the stuff, but they were mating, this was how it was supposed to be. He was losing the battle of risk and reward. Anything coming from his cock should be going inside her, no matter how risky it felt. If he was beating off on his own, he might have found a sock or dirty T-shirt to let his precum dribble onto, but the goal was to ejaculate his entire load of sperm inside her. They could talk about birth control options later. The fact that their illicit sex might have consequences was lost on them at that moment. If his sister was as ready to be a mother as he was to make her one.
The twenty something man maintained his rhythm, feeling his penis gargle more precum out of his urethra. He pulled Rachel towards him, sending the length of his masculinity into her. Her moans caught in her throat as she felt all of him plunge inside. The sounds his step-sister exhaled made Jeff's balls tighten inside his scrotum, knowing he was pleasuring her. The beauty of sex was feeling pleasure himself as well, giving his step-sister his unbridled manhood. It was what she craved. Her cervix graced the head of his leaking cock as his entire length fit up her vagina, his pubes being mouthed by the lips of her pussy.
Jeff's testicles, swinging between his legs, tingled and rushed with fluid, loading his sperm into the tubules of his epididymis, preparing for ejaculation, to unload inside his step-sister's body. He grunted, feeling the head of his penis pushing against the opening of her uterus, his cock begging to ejaculate there. His scrotum tightened and relaxed, testicles bobbing inside, as his body built his sperm up. He was in a place of sheer pleasure, feeling his penis slide against the moist insides of Rachel's vagina. He fucked his step-sister, stretching it out, knowing how much he loved her and how ready they were to procreate together, to mix their genes. He was ready to do what a man does with his cock and bust a load of semen and sperm into the woman he loves. A rush of male energy turned him on and clouded his judgement.
“I'm so fucking dead if we get caught," he panted.
"We are both doomed then," Rachel exhaled to him.
Jeff picked up speed and fucking slammed his dick up his step-sister pussy, hearing her scream and moan in sexual pleasure, feeling his prick fill her. He was edging closer to ejaculation, an increase in speed helping his cock build up more fluid to inject. His cock plunged in, making wet sucking sounds. His step-sister's wet vagina quivered around his penis, milking his balls.
"I'm gonna ejaculate my load inside you Rachel. What if we end up being parents?"
"Oh, fuck. Just give it to me, Daddy, I’m safe." Jeff thrust harder, shoving himself up inside her pussy. The entire length of his solid cock was being massaged by her cunt.
He leaned into her ear, "I'm getting so fucking close to cumming, Rachel. Are you sure?"
"Oh fuck yeah." She turned to look at him. "I want you to, Jeff."
Her eyes were dilated, her face flushed, her expression one of pure ecstasy and need. He paused, perhaps considering their intercourse for a moment before replying, "I want us to be lovers… I want to cum inside you, Princess," he said, "but not this way." He reached his large, muscular arm under her stomach and rotated her, his dick popping out of her pussy when he did. She was quickly repositioned onto her back, legs spread, with her gaping vaginal hole exposed for his penis to reenter. Her pert breasts clung to her rib cage, reddened and her nipples looked like pink bullets.
He quickly leaned down and suckled one of her nipples for a second. She moaned loudly for him. Then he asked, "Are you ready?"
"Yes, Daddy."
Jeff rested his hands on the mattress under her arms and leaned in to kiss her lips. They kissed passionately, their tongues gliding over each other, saliva mixing.
Pulling away from her, he told her, "Guide my cock into your pussy, Rachel." The two of them were completely aroused, approaching the finale of their illicit breeding. Rachel's tits and open cunt pulsed to the energy of Jeff's hairy chest and stiff penis. This was the stuff you learned about in SexEd, and they were getting close to the finish, completing the act of procreation.
Rachel reached down and wrapped her thin fingers around his hard, erect cock, the head of it leaking into her hand. His drooling penis looked massive and thick compared to the size of her tiny, feminine hands. Jeff felt himself pump fuller seeing his large maleness in his step-sister's hand. She shifted her hips and gently angled his penis. Jeff felt the lips of her vulva brushing against the sensitive head of his prick.
"Now fuck me, Daddy," she told him.
In one forward push, Jeff's cock plunged through the pink lips of her pussy, diving into the back of her cunt. His mass of pubes pressed against her small bush, pushing into her pelvis, expanding and opening her vagina. She screamed in ecstasy. He shoved his hips into her to get his dick as deep as it would go. His cock swelled at the sight of Rachel's face accepting all of his manhood, reaching her cervical opening.
"Oh fuck, Rachel." More precum oozed from his cock.
"Cum inside me this time," she gasped, “don’t hold back.” Jeff felt her hands reach around and grab his pistoning ass. Pulling him into her, somehow trying to get the head of his cock deeper. "You came inside Jessica… so cum in me too. I’m your girlfriend now."
Jeff remembered the redhead for an instant but then looked down on the loving expression on his step-sisters face. Rachel was who he wanted all along. He thrust his erect penis in and out of her vagina, nearly pulling his entire length out before shoving forward back into the depths of her feminine anatomy, feeling her cervix before retracting again. They each moaned, aroused and nearing orgasm together.
"Fuck."
"Don't stop Daddy, no matter how good it feels. Keep going until you ejaculate. Give me that sperm. Fucking inseminate me." He loved when she was vocal like this. It turned him on so much.
"Oh fuck, Rachel," His scrotum tightened, pulling his balls in. Again, his testicles tingled, loading his sperm into the tubules for ejaculation, to deposit inside her.
He pumped harder. Rachel shoved forward beneath him with each plough from his groin. Their skin slapped against each other as his frame slammed into her. His bedroom stank of sex and sin.
"Give it to me, Jeff. Unload in my pussy."
"Are you sure?" He grunted.
"Just fucking… ejaculate… in me!" She panted.
"But… I'm not wearing… a condom."
"Good. Feel yourself… busting your nut… into me!"
His scrotum was tight. He was nearing his orgasm. "Rachel, I'm getting so close."
"Me too, Daddy," she moaned, looking into his eyes.
They were in the missionary position now, so when he was ready, he was going to blast his cum into her and seal their doom. He continued thrusting up inside her pussy, feeling sweat beading on his brow and down his back. The head of his cock slid quickly through her soft, feminine tissue. He was working hard, and it would all be worth it in the end.
He fucked her. Giving it to her good. Rachel kept moaning, unable to control her pleasure, surrendering to his manhood. His testicles tightened a bit more, and the shaft of his cock firmed up, squeezed by her tight cunt.
"Oh, fuck." He panted, between thrusts of his cock. More sweat built up on his muscular back. "Oh fuck, Rachel, I'm gonna cum… I’m gonna cum in my sister!"
"We are… UNRELATED!" She exhaled, catching her breath and moaning to him. "Now fucking spunk in my pussy!"
He fucked her, spreading his legs wider on the mattress, his knees digging into it as he shoved his penis, thrusting it, into his step-sister. Her legs spread with his. His cock had never been stiffer. He could feel the lips of her wet pussy widen around his shaft as he got to the base with each pump. Her pussy juices coated his cock, lubing it up more. Truthfully, he was pissing enough precum into her to do the job of knocking her up, but both of their natural lube together made for the perfect fuck. He looked down on his pretty little step-sister’s face and wondered if her babies would look like her, or maybe her Mom. She looked so adorable as her blue eyes bored into his soul and he felt a connection greater than sibling love.
"Breed me, Jeff. Ejaculate your sperm inside my pussy. Give me a creampie." She whispered, huskily.
He groaned, her sex voice was too much. Feeling his load about to erupt from his piss hole inside her cunt. "Oh fuck!"
"Oh Daddy," Rachel moaned. She was having an orgasm around his cock. "Bust inside me, big brother. Ughhh…." She squealed for him, taking his penis into her depths, her reproductive system preparing the way for his seed.
His testicles were tight, and then he felt the rush of his sperm exiting his sack. "Oh fuck, I'm gonna nut." He thrust his hips into Rachel's pelvis, shoving his bare, erect cock into her vagina. The head of his cock rested against her cervix, deep inside her receptive pussy. Jeff moaned loudly, and then the pumping began as he orgasmed into her pussy without a condom on. "Fuuuuckkkkk."
"Yessss!" Rachel pulled his ass into her, pushing the head of his cock that much deeper for fertilisation. Jeff assisted in their copulation by slamming his twitching cock into her just as his cum exploded from the tip to flood her womb in the first powerful blast. "Ah Ahh AHH AAARRRGGGHHH! GIMME YOUR SEED!"
His cock spurted and spurted triggering her own pent up orgasm. Her vagina squeezed his jerking cock as her uterus contracted all around his cock head sucking up millions of his sperm towards her fallopian tubes. Jeff's cock thumped with each pulse as he ejaculated his semen, flooded with his fertile seed, into his step-sister's pussy. They both moaned, feeling his cock jump with each shot of his jizz inside her. Her pussy, clamped around the base of his cock, expanded with each volley from his prick.
Jeff's eyes rolled back as he exploded his cum into her. With each twitch of his cock, millions of spermatozoa were blasted through her cervical opening into her uterus in a mission to find her egg to fertilise.
"Raaaachhhhh…" Jeff moaned, as furious spurts of his load shot into his step-sister. Rachel could feel the warm globs of his sperm inside her pussy, sensing her body sucking it in with the last waves of her own orgasm. She lovingly scratched his back, his pulsing cock still inside her cunt. Her step-brother collapsed on her, leaving her to bare the weight of his body once again. The extreme pleasure knocked her out cold.
The inseminated teen slowly came to her senses and sighed in contentment. Jeff's cock still stuffed her pussy though it had lost some of its hardness. There was a pleasant warmth that spread out from her womb. She'd never felt this satisfied from a sexual encounter before. "How long was I out?" she asked, hugging him tight. Her head rested on his shoulder, her head against his cheek.
"Just a few minutes," he said, petting her long dark hair.
"Wow!"
Jeff exhaled and sat up to kiss her. "That felt so fucking good," he said, taking his lips off hers.
"One of the best orgasms I've had."
"Me too," he agreed. "I fucking emptied my balls inside you. I could feel it shooting."
She laughed, having felt it too, "I know."
“Are you sure you’re safe?”
“Probably.” She turned to face him and the siblings kissed, before laughing.
“I can feel it inside of me,” Rachel commented.
“Then let me clean you up?” He raised an eyebrow and his step-sister giggled, opened her legs and sat up on his pillows. As Jeff began to slide back down the bed and between her thighs… they froze. A familiar noise, the creak of the bedroom door as it opened, made them look towards the light streaming through from the hallway. There, framed in the now open door, was Rachel’s Mom. Both her kids were motionless, naked on Jeff’s dishevelled bed, and stared at their Mom who stood there with her mouth agape and her eyes almost popping out of her head like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming car. There was nothing they could say that would explain how they came to be on his bed fucking like dogs in heat. There was nothing that could hide the white, creamy goo, drooling from her daughters well fucked pussy. They just froze and waited for what their Mom was going to unleash on them.
"What the fuck..." Was all that Jeff’s step-mother got out. "How, how long have you two..." She stopped herself in mid-sentence.
The tears began to run down Rachel's beautiful face and she fled from Jeff's room to her own and slammed her bedroom door. Rachel’s mother, wrapped in a soft white gown, was caught between two worlds. To soothe her daughter or to chastise her step-son. She made up her mind when she heard Rachel’s bedroom door close and turned back to the scene of devastation with a look of anger upon her face. How could they, her own daughter and step-son there on the bed with his big cock fucking in and out of her teenage daughter? Why was her daughter demanding that he needed to cum inside her? She just couldn't get the scene out of her head… her step-son's ass pumping that cock of his into her daughter’s pussy. By the time Jeff had got off his bed and put his own robe on, his step-mother had tears of her own streaming down her face.
"Mom, we're sorry we didn't think you would ever find out. We only just… it was our first time." Jeff said to the woman who replaced his mother. “I love her!”
Maria was in her forties, but had maintained her age very well. She had moderately long blond hair and a full, beautiful figure - hinting at the woman Rachel was yet to become. He moved to his step-mom's side and tried to comfort her but the older woman just pushed him away and sat on the edge of his bed, tears dripping onto the crumpled covers.
"How could you? You should know better! Don’t you know how wrong it is?" She asked.
"I'm sorry, we didn't plan for it to happen, it just happened." Was all that Jeff said in reply.
"Oh come on Jeff I am sure you can come up with a better excuse than that." His step-mother answered, wiping her face on his bedclothes.
"It's true Mom,” Rachel said returning to the room, now dressed in her PJ’s, her face puffy and pink with emotion. “I’m in love with him… and it was my first time." She said with tears still evident upon her cheeks.
"How long has this been going on for god's sake?" She asked them both, waiting on a reply as both Jeff and Rachel looked at each other. He reached out his hand towards his step-sister and she took it. They would face this together.
"Jeff, make us some coffee and let me tell Mom," Rachel said, breaking the silence.
Jeff did as his step-sister asked of him and left her alone with her Mom as Rahel put her arms around her mother and hugged her. Rachel and her Mom had been really close with each other and told each other everything well almost everything. This was going to be difficult, she certainly didn't want to tell her about her day… and what she and her brother had been up to.
"Mom I'm so sorry I didn't mean for you to find out so soon. I just didn't know how to tell you. I knew you wouldn't understand… I wanted to keep it from you, I love him. I’ve always loved him. I was scared I was going to lose him," she said to her mother as she hugged her tight.
"Rachel I can't believe it! If his father finds out… What have you done? This could destroy our family!” She looked despondent, “You and your brother? Aren't there any other boys out there you could be having sex with? Oh god, why your brother?" she asked as she stopped crying and stared at her daughter's face.
“Mom… Mom!” Rachel grabbed her mother’s shoulders, “I’m not a little girl anymore. I’m nearly nineteen! I fell in love with him and… WE AREN’T RELATED!” She let go of her mother and sat beside her on the bed. How could she not see that she loved him. The brunette shook her head and tried to think how she was going to explain everything.
"Ok. Ok Mom we talk about everything, so just listen…”
“I’m listening.” The blonde woman crossed her arms and stared at her daughter. This had better be good.
“Ok… Ok… Right… Well… Jeff… Jeff started dating Jessica, you know Jessica…” she nodded her head, “and I… I was jealous. I didn’t know why I was jealous… until I realised… I loved him. I loved him and I wanted him… he’s perfect… too good for her… I wanted him to…" Rachel began, waiting for the backlash to come her way.
To her surprise her Mom didn't lash out at her or raise her voice to her; she just sat there and listened to her daughter as she explained how it all happened from their morning routine, to the afternoon in the gym in the basement. Rachel explained how she used to watch her redheaded friend with all her lovers… and knew Jessica… wasn’t good enough for Jeff. She explained how she had walked in on Jeff fucking his girlfriend the night before… and how she lay there listening and getting turned on and playing with herself as she watched his tight ass pounding his big cock into Jessica’s wet pussy.
"You watched your brother fuck his girlfriend?" Her mother asked, looking visibly shocked.
"Yes Mom I did, and I loved what I was watching, and before I knew it I let jealousy overcome me. I had to keep him away from that redheaded slut… because I was in love with him. I was lying in my bed… fingering myself… as they fucked… and wishing he was making love to me." Rachel said calmly.
"No? Rachel how could you watch your brother fucking his girlfriend! How can you think that’s normal? He shouldn’t be having sex with his girlfriend’s in our house…" she mused, her look becoming distant.
"Mom, he’s a fully grown man! He has been a brilliant brother to me… but now he’s my boyfriend. I am his girlfriend, not his step-sister. Mom, he is an amazing lover!”
“How would you even know, Rachel? You’ve never had a serious boyfriend. You’re not ready for-”
“Mom, Jeff's cock is so big and I just couldn't help myself!” she blurted, “I wanted it in me. I am in love with him and I wanted to fuck my big brother. Deal with it! You wanted me to be close to him. Well, now we are. I can sleep with whoever I want and I’m going to sleep with him whenever I want!" The words just tumbled out of Rachel's mouth before she could stop herself from saying them.
Maria looked at her daughter. She began to understand although Rachel did not understand why. She sighed, smiled and held her baby girl close. Rachel was becoming a woman and she accepted that. But her step-son? This would complicate things. She stroked her daughter's hair like she did when she was a little girl as Rachel opened up and told her mother everything that happened. Jeff made himself scarce until he felt the time was right to return with three mugs of freshly brewed coffee.
Maria couldn't believe the things that were coming out of her own daughter’s mouth and blushed as her daughter told her how she lusted after her brother and how that morning, in the kitchen, was the day they became more than just brother and sister. Little did her daughter know that Maria often tried to steal a glance at her step-son’s physique. He was an impressive young man, a carbon copy of his father. She couldn’t remove the memory of her step-son's big cock as he fucked Rachel. She didn’t reveal how she ended up catching them both fucking on his bed. She found herself wondering what it would be like if that had been her on his bed instead of her daughter…
Her new hubby was good but never seemed to have a libido as high as her own. Sometimes all she wanted was a good seeing to… maybe the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree? She looked at her daughter and suddenly understood. She saw the love and the longing in her eyes. It was a familiar look.
“Maria?” Jeff interrupted her thoughts, “I mean, Mom… are you going to tell my Dad?” Jeff asked, clearly fearing the outcome of his illicit, incestuous liaison.
The older woman looked at him, then her daughter before responding, “No. It wouldn’t make things any better. But you two are going to need to be a lot more careful! I can hear you every time you bring some girl home! I can hear your bed creaking, and all the sounds you make, when I am in the gym room next door.”
“Wait… have you heard me… before tonight?” It was their mother who now looked panicked.
“Well, yes.”
Then her daughter looked at her Mom with curiosity, “Have you watched him before tonight?”
Maria didn’t reply.
“Hmmm… interesting. Seems I am not alone in finding the sexual nature of… human beings… so fascinating. We are more alike than I thought,” giggled Rachel then looking at her blushing step-brother, “Well, maybe we are just interested in a certain specific human being.”
Their Mom just stared blankly, her mouth agape.
"No! What? You've spent the past few months spying on me?" her step-son asked, incredulously.
Maria looked at Jeff rather sheepishly then seemed to take a deep breath as her own sin washed over her. “Oh well, I guess we are all partners in crime now so… yes. You bring so many young women back to this house and you’re not exactly discreet with your activities with them in this little room. So… how about this is just our secret?” Their mother proposed. "All of it. Rachel, please tell me you're going to get a morning after pill tomorrow morning?"
Rachel looked at her mother and smirked. The older woman hugged the girl she had given birth to and Rachel beamed.
"No need," Rachel said, “I’m sure I’m safe.” She smiled and looked dreamily towards her brother who looked completely discombobulated.
On the one hand, there was a chance that he hadn't gotten her pregnant yet, and if he went and got protection, it sounded like he could still sleep with his step-sister. On the other hand, there was a chance that between them, Jeff and her Mom could still convince the teen to go get a morning after pill, maybe tomorrow morning, once she didn't have love and lust clouding her mind. The young man’s own lust was beginning to have an effect upon his barely covered manhood. To take his mind off it he picked up his phone and began texting feverishly.
“What are you doing?” Rachel asked.
"Um, actually I was just about to break up with Jessica-" he began, still flustered and out of breath, desperately trying not to show his erection to mother and daughter while it faded.
"By text? Harsh! But that’s a good place to start!” Rachel gleefully replied. “And don’t worry, I’m sure Mom has already noticed you’re still hard. Maybe she’d like to watch you jack off?" she said with a laugh, "I guess we’ve all seen it before."
"What?” Jeff’s message remained unsent, “I don’t jack myself off!" Jeff exclaimed, hung up on her accusation.
“Oh yes you do!” his sister was now howling and her mother was grinning.
"It's ok, Jeff,” Maria smiled, “I'll go and let you… I’ll just go and check on your father then we can continue this… chat."
With the grace of a ballerina their mother seemed to dance back across the bedroom, her gown flowing, showing her smooth long legs. She turned and caught her step-sons admiring glance. He immediately looked away and turned back to his step-sister.
His bedroom was small. Pretty much the only place to sit was at the desk or on the bed. To hide his erection, rather than sit next to her, he headed to the desk chair. With his back to her, he now wondered what he should pretend to be busy doing while his hard-on faded.
From behind him, his new girlfriend spoke with a deliberate, hushed, sexually charged voce, “Well the cat is out of the bag, and my kitty would like to get reacquainted with the raging beast you're hiding under the desk.”
“Are you serious, Rachel?" He said. Jeff didn't find her candour as shocking as he had earlier, but it was still a bit much for him. Even so, he couldn't help but start thinking about sex! He couldn’t remove the image of his step-sister dripping with desire. He desperately tried to put the thought out of his mind.
"You were so upset when we got caught. Now you want to throw caution to the wind? My Dad might be awake, he would still kill us! Your Mom is amazing, she’s pretty cool, but she would have trouble getting him to see reason.”
“Oh I don't think she's interested in you, Jeff.”
“That's not what I meant!”
“She saw your boner. It's hard not to miss it… and it somehow found a reason to rise despite all that stress. I nearly died when I saw her standing there.” She laughed, “It seemed wrong talking to my Mom with your seed dripping from me and onto the floor. Sorry I left you to face her alone.”
“I can't believe any of this is happening,” he said, resigned to his fate, “Maybe this is all just some weird realistic dream?”.
"I have a way of finding out… you can go back to whatever you're doing to deflate your erection… or I could do it for you? Maybe you could think of my Mom?"
"Whoa! We need to slow down and I wasn’t going to jerk off over your Mom-" he tried to think of something to say. It would have to be a lie because he now found himself thinking of her mothers long, smooth legs…
"You even called her Maria,” she poked fun at the blushing step-brother. “Look, let's make out while we wait for Jessica to reply to your text," Rachel finished her thought. The room was so silent, they could hear his pulse pounding. Despite himself, his gown was tenting up, and he couldn't think straight. It felt like he couldn't breathe.
At that moment, the whole situation changed. She had shocked him again, but to his surprise, the suggestion didn't seem all that absurd. Making out with Rachel with her Mom's consent… her blessing? What would be the downside to that? Especially now that he was ending things with Jessica. If anything, maybe it would make the redhead see him differently, or even make her jealous. It's not like he was all that committed to either one of them, but Rachel was the one. She was right here, female, and willing. His step-sister was the prettiest of them all. He found her so attractive and unassuming in a kind of girl-next-door way that made him want her all the more.
"Are you serious?" he asked cautiously, in case she was joking. Maria could return at any moment.
"I did just say I wanted you out loud, didn't I," she said, almost surprised with herself. "Do you actually want to be alone with that erect, beautiful penis when my mother returns tonight?"
"Ideally no," he said, thinking of Jessica again. He still needed to send the message. Then he thought about how suddenly uncomfortable he felt in his step-mom's presence. He had made his decision, being with the ginger nympho was an opportunity that he had let pass him by. It was time to turn a new leaf, be with a woman he truly loved and he could start by not passing up what was right in front of him. He wanted Rachel. He was in love with Rachel. He pressed send on his phone.
Jeff stood up and walked over to his bed. "Only until she answers right?" he asked, “and we need to be careful.”
"I've still got your cum leaking out of me. I think we have passed being careful," she said. "Just kiss me?"
So he did. And it wasn't weird. There were instant sparks and fireworks. Like two young adults locking lips for the first time. Rachel kissed him back hungrily, and her desire fueled his. They kissed every which way they could think of, and then some. He kissed her cheek, her ear, her neck, finding the places that made her gasp until they just had to get their dressing gowns off.
When he had acquainted his lips with his step-sisters' tiny breasts she writhed with pleasure. When he slipped a finger into her she was just as sopping wet as she had been earlier. What he couldn't have expected was how easily she reached orgasm, and the way she squeezed his finger hard when she did, making him wish it was another part of him inside her.
Things were happening quickly, maybe too quickly. He soon found himself on top of his sister, his erection pressed against the outside of her folds, her thighs hot against his, her breath heavy in his ear. He realised what was about to happen if he didn't stop himself, if he let nature run its course…
"Look, we don't have any condoms," he muttered into her ear.
"So what," she replied, pushing her hips up at him invitingly.
He sighed so hard. He knew he had to be the clear, rational one in that moment, despite everything telling him not to be. Someone had to be… he was her big brother after all. They were just having fun together, up to the point where there were real consequences involved.
"Rachel, we need to be careful this time. We can't. Not without contraception," he said.
"It's okay. We're perfectly safe," she said, her tongue sliding along his ear. "Just put the tip inside me. How about if I say please?"
The way she pushed herself up against him, it was so easy to penetrate her, he did it without thinking. And it felt so amazing, but he knew that if he kept going, he wouldn't want to stop. That, and he knew she could get pregnant, and he was worried if he'd already inseminated her. The thought freaked him out. He stopped cold, and held her hips still.
"No, it's not safe," he said, and hard as it was, he pulled away from his step-sister's embrace and sat on the edge of the bed.
"Nooooo! Why do you have to make everything an argument?" Rachel said, and started getting dressed back into her gown, anger flashing in her eyes.
He didn't know what to say. He felt like he was right. He knew he was right. And at the same time, he felt like he was to blame.
“Rachel, you don't have to go again. We can do everything else, please sleep with me tonight?" He asked.
"Sorry, I just don't feel like it anymore," she said, her voice starting to crack. "Okay, that's not all true - I'm not sorry!"
As soon as she was decent, she left the room, slamming the door behind her. Jeff was sitting on the bed, an erection still between his legs, the room left smelling like his step-sister’s arousal. It left him feeling lonelier than if she hadn't shown up at his door at all. He lay back and closed his eyes, wondering if he had made the right decision after all.
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Maria got laid earlier that night. She loved her new husband dearly and they made love with relative frequency. They fitted together perfectly, as did their blended families. Her only problem with him was that he did not fully satisfy her needs. Their sex was intense but over seemingly moments after it began. She often wished she had met him as a younger man… and now, a younger version of himself shared their house. She was obviously intrigued.
She spent many evenings, creeping down the hallway, slipping into the gym room next door to his bedroom. She would press herself up against the wall between the rooms and listened avidly as he nailed some pretty young girl he had picked up. She reasoned that his father must have also had it so easy before he met Jeff’s biological mother. Some nights she would stand at his door, stare through the keyhole or, if she felt brave enough, open the door just a crack so she could watch as her step-son brought another of his lovers to a mutual and glorious climax. Yes, she wished her husband was as talented these days.
Maria was a beautiful woman. Her figure had long since filled out but was still tight and curvaceous. Indeed, her daughter was a younger version of herself. Rachel's tits were smaller and her hips thinner and straighter, but the years would soon bless her with her mothers graceful curves. She was about five foot four inches tall with ample breasts and an hourglass figure. The flowing curves of her body and long legs still made men stop and stare. When she bent over she would watch both her husband and her step-son oggle her cleavage. It made her feel good to know that she still had that power to give men an instant hard on. Her face was cute, with a button nose, full kissable lips and her tits were pretty much perfect.
Maria had just climbed back into bed with Jeff’s father when she heard the step-siblings argue. Her husband was still fast asleep at her side oblivious to the illicit and incestuous sex that was being committed in his home. Her husband had fucked her earlier that night, but as always, he had emptied himself and fallen fast asleep. She lay there as, once again, she heard Rachel's bedroom door slam shut. She didn’t miss being a teenager at all. The tantrums. The hormones. The drama! After a few minutes, sick of tossing and turning, Maria decided to do what she knew she shouldn't do. She would go take a look. Just one little peek. If his light was on... Sometimes it was, sometimes it wasn't. If it was, she would just take it as a sign.
She crept out of her marital bed into the dark house and glanced across the hallway. The glow coming from beneath Jeff's bedroom door sent her into a little hip-shaking victory dance and she moved over to tap on the door softly. When there was no answer, she eased the door open and slowly moved into the room closing it gently behind her.
Her mouth went dry. Her step-son lay naked in his bed, one arm thrown carelessly over his head and the other limp at his side. To Maria's immense thrill, he still had an erection. Her daughter had left him juiced up and with no happy ending. She would need to have words with Rachel if she was truly intent upon not being just another conquest for Jeff's hungry libido. Almost without meaning to, she slid her hand into her panties and started stroking her clit. Her heart was racing now. It was so exciting touching herself right here in her step-son's bedroom where he could wake up at any moment. Jeff was a pretty sound sleeper, though, so she thought she was probably safe… if she was as quiet and careful as she usually was.
If Jeff was truly asleep then he would not wake. He had that in common with his father. In fact she remembered that he had slept through the evacuation of their entire house the night they had the fire scare. She wondered... What else could he sleep through?
But no. That was wrong. Even though she desperately wanted not just to look, but to touch him. She couldn't do that. Yet she found herself moving closer to his bed, until she was standing right at the foot of it. She shouldn't do it. But she reached her hand out, slowly, and ran her finger tip up and over his semi-erect penis. Her panties were completely soaked again. Before she could stop herself, she wrapped her hand around him--or at least as much as she could reach--and gave him the tiniest of squeezes. His cock had the familiar size and girth of her husband's and seemed to amazingly harden in his sleep. If she could only keep his father this erect after they made love!
His penis was long and thick. It was hard and it stood up like a rocket about to launch. Maria was amazed at how big it was and how it pulled his testicles upwards. His penis was uncircumcised and his pink glans was poking through the tip of his foreskin. His balls were shaven but the base of his cock was covered in a mat of tightly trimmed pubic hair. Like his father, her step-son hadn't woken up at her touch. She swallowed hard. Her pussy was throbbing with need. Maybe it would be okay, she reasoned. No one would ever know.
Before she could chicken out, she crept gingerly onto the bed and knelt over him. Maria studied the cock for a moment. The angry purple head seemed to weave and sway in imitation of an angry snake about to strike. She ignored the warning, and studied the shaft with its veins standing out like vines. The stem looked strong and proud, almost as if it were aware that it was being looked at by a woman, and unashamed. The skin of the scrotum was creased, but the bag seemed to be full to bursting. The balls seemed huge, like two giant seeds nestling in their fruit.
Fascinated, Maria stroked her step-son's cock with her right hand. It was warm and jelly in her hands. She smiled, her heart beating for fear of being caught, but excited at touching the young man so intimately.
The shaft jerked against her hand unexpectedly. Maria looked at Jeff's face, wondering whether he had woken up, but his eyes were still closed, and he gave every sign of being asleep. She decided that the movement was a sign that he was ready to ejaculate in his sleep and that she did not have much time left to play with him.
Mesmerised by his balls, she brought her lips down to the bag and gently kissed them. The young man groaned in pleasure, and she let her tongue run from one testicle to the other. The salty taste excited her even more, and so she brought her tongue to his shaft and licked her way from the bottom all the way to the head. The heady smell assaulted her senses, driving her mad with need. Was that her daughter’s juices she tasted on his skin? Everything she had ever been told about caution flew out of her head, her animal self was in control. Like her daughter before her, she wanted this cock inside of her, and nothing would get in her way. She took her left hand and ran it up and down her panty clad slit. It was wet to her touch, and she reached deeper inside and touched her clitoris. She sighed with satisfaction: her exploration of the naked man's body had caused her own juices to flow, and now she was ready.
With no thought to anything else in the world, she stood up and straddled her sleeping step-son. Carefully she prised her wet pantied to one side and lowered herself towards the cock that hypnotically pointed at its prey. The young man's step-mother lowered her hips down to rub the head of his cock against her pussy. And then she sank onto him, just a bit. He was so big, bigger than any dick she'd had before, and she rocked her hips, back and forth, until the head of his cock was inside her.
Already she felt so full. It was an incredible feeling, and she just kept rocking her hips, not able to sink any lower yet. Carefully she used her left hand to line his rod up against her pussy, then slowly sank down further. It slipped into her easily, and suddenly she felt filled. Maria smiled sadly. She would dearly have loved to play a little more with the cock that was twitching inside her, but there would be no time for that. Slowly she started riding up and down, each time forcing him deeper into her. Her breasts bounced up in time with her strokes.
Jeff sighed happily in his sleep, and then his hips started moving with her. His breathing deepened, and his sweat started running. Maria continued riding him. Unused to the position, she gritted her teeth. She knew that she would not last long; already pleasure filled her as completely as the man beneath her. It felt as if her whole body was being touched, and she was tempted to wake him so that he could get on top of her and finish her off in the way that she was used to.
But at that moment she felt his cock harden noticeably. He was ready.
Maria tried to slow down her strokes, but it was too late. His hips drove into her of their own volition. And then she felt his balls contract, ready to do their work of delivering their seed deep into the sexy older woman.
For a moment Maria felt betrayed. Just as she thought that he had cum too quickly she suddenly felt her own climax strike. Suddenly she was out of control too. She silently squealed out in ecstasy, her body on fire, but watching her step son's face for any realisation of what she was doing to him. The powerful passion of the writhing penis within her had overrun her body, and now the fire of her passion was out of control.
The mischievous glint in her eyes gave way to a look of stunned amazement as the fire of arousal within her loins suddenly flamed out of control. With a screech she surrendered to the white hot energy pulsing through her body, seemingly powered by the rampaging semen raging in her step-son's balls. Involuntarily her hips jerked up and down, slamming into him with fevered excitement.
Maria gently fell forward onto his chest, her breaths running through her like knives. For several moments she could not move. Instead she concentrated on recovering from an incredible high, gasping for air like a swimmer rescued from drowning as her step-sons penis twitched inside her.
Slowly the step-mother once more became aware of her surroundings. She opened her eyes, and looked straight into the face of the boy she had just fucked. He was still asleep, breathing heavily, completely unaware… just like his father.
She kept a close watch on Jeff's face, but he seemed deeply comatose after his day of debauchery. Still, she didn't want to risk him waking by taking any longer than she needed to. She started rubbing her clit again, wishing she could draw it out but at the same time desperate to cum again. It only took a few minutes, and she had to bite her lip to keep from moaning as she tightened around him. As soon as she had cum, she looked down at her daughter’s new boyfriend, ashamed of herself. It had felt absolutely amazing, but she knew it was wrong. And now that she had satisfied her curiosity--and her pussy--she could put it all behind her.
Feeling his incestuous cock still hard inside her, she now knew his prowess and staying power and thought of her husband, how he would have been the same as a young man. She put on her naughtiest smile, and very slowly and carefully rose from his phallus. She put her hand between her legs, and drew out some of her cum oozing out. Looking straight into the young man's sleeping face, she rubbed the ejaculate into her skin, moving in circles over her stomach. She then took some more and rubbed it over her breasts before covering her seeping slit with her panties.
Maria climbed over Jeff, carefully, and dismounted his bed. She adjusted her robe, and headed quietly to the open bedroom door. She was about to turn the light off when she looked back at him and saw his cock glistening. It began to twitch. Before she could do anything else it pulsed several times, and thick cum seeped from the tip of his dick, oozing down his shaft.
Still half asleep, Jeff spoke. "Rachel! Huh…? What? What are you doing? Why are you..."
Maria just laughed and pretended she had just entered the room. As she moved towards him, her robe fell into place again, covering her shame. The step-mother’s cum was still running down her legs. Jeff, in complete shock, watched Maria approach. He couldn't explain why, but he felt like had been given a glimpse of heaven, and he loved her for it.
"I heard Rachel arguing and wanted to check on you. You were dreaming…” she dismissed his orgasm as if it hadn't happened or that it was completely normal, “So what has Rachel done now?" Maria asked, mainly to get the conversation started because Jeff was just staring at her and he looked as if he were trying to think of something important to say as he quickly covered his slimy groin with the duvet.
He slowly turned his head and looked at Maria and shook his head, "It's nothing Rachel's done, Mom. It's actually what she wanted do that's the problem. And to tell you the truth I'm just about ready to end things with her and beg for Jessica's forgiveness. What was I thinking? She’s my sister!"
Maria's eyes went wide, "NO! You will not do that! Jeff, tell me what's wrong?"
Tears welled up his deep blue eyes and his lower lip began trembling. Maria slid closer to the young man on the edge of the bed and placed a hand to his shoulder. Gosh his neck muscles were rock hard! "Oh Honey, talk to me please. Maybe I can help. We've always had a good relationship, you can trust me. I have had time to come to terms with the love you obviously have for my daughter and I accept it. I know it is special. Rachel is young… she doesn’t handle her emotions as… maturely… as we do."
He wiped his eyes and finally looked at her and swallowed hard, "It's all so confusing. My love life was simple yesterday and now it's so complicated. Rachel… agh! It's really personal, Mom and I don't know if I should tell you. It may upset you, too."
Maria ran her small hand down his bicep and rested it on his forearm trying to be the loving mother he needed. Or a cougar? She quickly pushed that thought aside. This was her step-son, her daughter's boyfriend and she was a married woman. She needed to support him. "It's OK, Jeff, you can talk to me about anything. And I promise you that I won't ever get mad again. I understand now. It just took me by surprise earlier. Let me help?"
Jeff frowned.
Maria shook her head and then she asked him point blank what she feared the most, "I can't help if you don't tell me what the problem is, Jeff."
Jeff rolled his eyes, "I thought Rachel was an amazing girl, a great sister! I've always… admired her… but now she's at college… and I'm dating her best friend… I think she just wants to have sex with me because… she feels she's in competition with Jessica. She was never… into me… until I began dating her best friend. She watched her have sex with all Jessica's boyfriends… I think I'm just the next on the list and it thrills her that she could finally go one better than Jess. Fuck I'm so confused when it comes to your daughter!"
Maria smiled, "I'm sorry, Jeff.”
He looked down at her hand. "She wants to have unprotected sex with me. I mean I know she loves me, but not like a sister should love her brother, it's more than that already. I love Rachel very much… but am I going insane? She wanted to make love again as soon as you walked out the door. I think she might be broken inside. I said no because we were taking too many risks and she stormed out. What does she expect from me?"
Maria's blue eyes went wide and she almost laughed, but she controlled herself, because this was important and she didn't want to see the two of them break up. "So my daughter wants to have sex with you? Is that it all?"
Jeff nodded.
“Sweetie, her father and I have taught her..."
"I know what you've taught her," he said in frustration, "You've taught her well. She's amazing. But she was supposed to save herself for the right guy. Am I the right guy for her Mom?"
Maria patted his forearm and smiled, "I'm sure that if you love her as much as you say you do then, yes. I know she loves you too and as she correctly points out… you're unrelated. It's not conventional but… I won't stand in your way and, if you give me time, I can work on your father. Perhaps you can wait for her to find some maturity?"
He shook his head, "I know, I can try but she seems in such a rush! I'm just a man… I have these urges… I have one night stands. Then I met Jessica. She was almost a perfect match for me… we have the same… sexual appetite. I really thought she might be the one. This morning I realised I only wanted Jessica because she was so much like Rachel." Suddenly he slapped the pillowand he shook his head, "Ah fuck it! You've gotta help me out here, Maria! What should I do?"
"Jeff for goodness sake, what are you asking of me?"
“I don't know what to do. I don't want to break Rachel's heart. I don't want to break up our family. I don't want to burden her with the stigma that she's in an incestuous relationship with her brother. I don't want to get her pregnant so soon and she won't go on the pill.”
“There are such things as condoms you know.”
“Tell her that! I want to give her time to finish college… sort out her life… choose me because I'm the right man for her… not rush us into parenthood and put our relationship in the spotlight.”
“You're a good man, Jeff. You remind me so much of your father and the reasons why I married him. I think you're right though, you need to give my daughter time to finish college and become independent like yourself.”
“How on earth do I do that? She's so unpredictable. How do you do it?”
“I have to be very patient with your dad. He's a good man, and like you I have needs too. He's good but… it's over very quickly and he leaves me… in a very horny state. I guess you have to do what I did. Find a safe way to release your sexual tension.”
“Is that why you've been spying on me?”
The step-mother froze, realisation seemed to wash over her. Her step-son was right. She was jealous of her step-sons' very obvious sexuality and passion. She got off on his prowess with the young women he took to his bed. She was jealous of the sex he shared so willingly… and when he bedded her daughter… it seemed to change something inside her. He was a young, attractive, virile man… not the step-son she had vowed to take care of as a mother. He was the fruit of his father's loins… so much like his father.
Jeff nodded, acknowledging her silence as the answer to his question, “Until Rachel has… matured… I should stay with Jessica… see how that relationship pans out. She's a very sexual creature. Smart. Attractive. The perfect distraction. We would be good for each other but… I won't parade her in front of my sister. I'll make sure we conduct our… activities… elsewhere. I'll call her and beg her forgiveness.” He fumbled for his phone.
“NO!” His step mother shouted, shocking him, before hushing herself, “No, Jeff. Don't do that. I need you here…” she continued in hushed tones.
“To spy on me? To torture your daughter as I fuck her best friend?”
“No… I need you here… to wait for Rachel…” she breathed heavily, her voice panicked, “I need you… to wait… with us… you don't need that redhead. You just need to wait… for Rachel. She needs you. I need you… I… need you.”
“You need me?”
Maria looked into her step-sons blue eyes. She waited a moment, leaving the question unanswered before suddenly diving her hand under his duvet and between his legs.
"Mom! NO!" He snapped and tried to pull her hand back but she held it firmly against his wet, semi-erect penis.
"If you love Rachel as much as you say you do, then let me help you. Maybe… this is an ideal situation for us? I don't want to cheat on your father… But… I realise I am going to need to find sexual satisfaction elsewhere. You remind me so much of your father… but he doesn't fulfil me. Your cock is young and hungry, maybe we could be secret lovers until Rachel and your father have realised our needs?” Jeff stared at his step-mom in disbelief. Maria's brow furrowed, becoming angry, “If you leave Rachel… I swear… I'll fucking break up with your dad! I'll leave him!"
"Maria, I can't have sex with you! You're Rachel's mother! And besides that you are married to my dad! You belong to him. You made promises to him. Please, let go of my cock before we regret this!"
"To hell with it then!" She snapped and released him, removing her hand from his package. Maria suddenly changed tact and gently grabbed his arm, "Please, don't break up with Rachel, Jeff! It'll break her heart. And you know how fragile she is!"
He snatched the duvet close to his naked body, "No you'll be the one breaking my dads heart… and then hers!"
"Jeff! You're putting me in a difficult situation here! I don’t want to leave your father but if I do our marriage will be over. I’m sure I’ll be able to find another lover but I wont find someone as wonderful as your dad. If I leave him though… I wouldn't be your step-mom and Rachel wouldn't be your sister. You wouldn’t be in an incestuous relationship with my daughter! You see, although I’d hurt them both… I wouldn’t break them… I’d be doing it for the right reasons… So you can both be happy?"
"Ah stow it, Maria. Do you think I believe you? My dad's the only normal person in this family and you love him.”
“You're right, I do. All I'm asking is… let Jessica go… wait for Rachel. We can let nature take its course. We don't need to worry your father… let's keep him out of this… our secret, and keep it our affair… in the family?
“We can't…” her step-son whined.
“We can. Don't think I haven't noticed how you look at me. Heck even my daughter sees it."
“I… I was… imagining how Rachel would look… when she's older. They say you should look at the mother-”
“And did you find me to your liking?” Maria interrupted.
“Yes. But-”
“And when I look at you I see your father as a young man. Obviously I'm physically attracted to you too.”
Jeff put his hands over his ears, "Stop it, Mom! Shut up, I don't want to hear anymore!"
Maria laughed, "Then do something about it! And start calling me by my name. I like it when you do that."
"What do you want me to DO? I turned down sex from Rachel and I already told you that I can't have sex with you!" Jeff snapped. He felt so frustrated that he wanted to scream but he would wake the entire house.
"You don't need to do anything, Jeff. That's the beauty of it. We can keep this secret and Rachel can be yours when she's ready. Just say yes, lie back on your bed and let me suck your cock. It's not sex. I mean not in the traditional way of looking at it." His step-mother smirked.
"What?! You're asking me as my step-mother, and the biological mother of the girl we both love, to suck me off? How sick is that?" Jeff gasped.
"Mmmm… well OK then. Fuck it, you're right, this is crazy I suppose. I'll tell your father everything in the morning." Maria stood up.
“Everything?”
“Everything. I want my daughter to be happy and I want you to be happy. I'll divorce your dad, you can both be together and I wont feel I have to cheat on him with a stranger.” The older woman looked down at the young man, her eyes bored into his. “I reckon we will all be looking for a new place to stay… a new start… a different life.”
“Don't Mom…”
“I won't be your Mom.”
“Don't… Maria…”
“Then let me pleasure you.”
“No!”
Maria frowned, sighed and turned, heading for the bedroom door.
"OKAY! You win! Don't tell Dad. I'll do it!!!"
Maria smiled, returned to his bed and sat back down beside her son. "Are you sure, Jeff? You're right, this isn't exactly legal… but we are doing it for the people we love.”
“Fine. I mean yes. You're just going to suck my dick?" She seemed amazed that he'd actually crumpled to his pressure.
Maria nodded. A mother will do anything to see to her child's happiness. And in the last four months she had not seen Rachel happier. All she could talk about was Jeff this and Jeff that. Maria enjoyed listening to her daughter go on about how wonderful and caring her step-brother was. And now it turns out that Jeff wasn't as he seemed and this plan… might just work. They would all be invested in keeping this secret.
“Then let's do this. Show it to me…”
She watched her young charge as he fumbled with his duvet as he folded it over, revealing his still sticky penis. Then he leaned his back against the pillow and spread his legs.
Maria did not feel a single pang of guilt as she surveyed her step-son's flaccid manhood. His cock was of a nice size and even as it became semi hard it still appeared bigger than her husband's. She felt her mouth begin to water. She hadn't used her mouth for sex in over a year. His father wouldn't even let her kiss his cock. If he knew what she was about to do right now he would divorce her. But her daughter's happiness was more important.
She shrugged and her robe fell to the floor, exposing her naked body to him once and for all. Any chance that he had of backing out died when he saw the gorgeous shape of her breasts, the puffiness of her nipples, and the shapely curve as her stomach widened to form her hips and then slimmed again to form her perfect legs. Then Maria climbed up onto his bed, got down on her hands and knees and slowly crawled over to him.
"Am I the oldest woman you've had in this bed?" She asked as she bent down and kissed him, a peck, but on the lips. He shivered. She kissed down to his stomach, then lifted her head up and let her blonde hair dangle across his cock. She looked him in the eye as he stared lustfully at his step-mother perched over his now throbbing dick.
"I hope you don't mind, but I am going to suck your cock," She said with a wicked grin then plunged her mouth onto him. He gasped as his cock disappeared into her mouth and felt her tongue rolling all around it, warm and soft and wet. She looked up and met his eyes again, and he nearly lost his load then. She was beautiful, especially with his cock in her mouth. Lust overcame his senses. He wanted to fuck her so hard that she would hurt, he wanted to shove himself into every part of her body, claim every inch of her for his own, give her what she had been missing with his father.
Her tongue was working magic on his cock. She licked slowly along the bottom of his shaft, then would swirl her tongue around the head, and then glide back down one side and then repeat the whole process. She didn't suck, she just licked, and it was all he could stand. Her hand reached up and cupped his balls firmly, massaging them. His breath was wild and every time her tongue would reach the tip of his cock he would thrust forward, wanting to fill a hole, any hole.
"Fuck! This is really happening!" Jeff exclaimed breathlessly.
Maria paused, smiled and placed a finger to his lips. "I thought you were letting me do this under protest?"
Jeff looked stern, "Do it under whatever, but we better not get caught."
Maria rolled her eyes, because truth be told she really knew he wanted her to suck his young penis. The taste of the ejaculate she had teased from him earlier hinted at the steely, creamy load he would be giving her. Maria nodded at his cock, her deep blue eyes filled with anticipation.
Maria pushed her legs behind her and laid down on her stomach and balanced herself on her elbows. Then she brought her lips close to his cock and suddenly flicked the tip of her tongue lightly across the bulbous head.
"Oh shit!" Jeff gasped.
Maria giggled at him. She always liked to start off her blow jobs by testing to see how sensitive the guy was and Jeff was very sensitive. She was going to enjoy making him squirm and moan. She quickly leaned in and placed her lips over just the head of his cock and pressed the tip of her tongue against his pee hole and was instantly rewarded with a bit of delicious precum. Oh how long it has been since she tasted fresh cum in her mouth. The taste of him excited her and she suddenly opened her mouth and took him deep.
"Shittt!" Jeff yelped, his legs trembling.
Has this kid ever had a blow job before? Maria would have laughed but she didn't want to stop. She bobbed her head up and down on his eight inches of pure manhood. His girth stretching her throat as she did so.
His precum was now dripping from the corners of her mouth and running down her chin. Maria had forgotten how delightfully messy a blow job can be.
"Oh Mom!! Yesss! OH fuck!!!" Jeff gasped, putting a hand on her head, but Maria quickly smacked it away and she started sucking him faster. Jeff was so close, now.
"Oh Maria… I'm about to cum… OH FUUUCKKK!"
She lifted her mouth from him and began jerking his cock frantically, bringing Jeff further to the edge "Cum for me, baby. Cum for Mommy!" Maria said looking up at his face. She loved seeing the expression on a man's face just before he ejaculated. And Jeff has such a sweet expression at that moment.
The sensations were just too great, her tongue, her breath, her hands on his balls, her eyes looking deep into him. He could not hold back, and on the next upward lick he came. She opened her mouth wide in anticipation and she certainly didn't have to wait long, Jeff came hard, shooting a geyser of hot cum right into her oral cavity. She tried to swallow every drop but there was just too much of it. Jets of cum sprayed her face and tongue. Spurt after spurt drenched her face and her lips. She used her tongue to slowly lick it all up, not showing the least bit of concern about how much there was. She cleaned his cock with her mouth, then sucked it off of his balls and what had dripped onto his legs, then she licked it off her hands. Seeing her enjoy eating the cum kept his dick rock hard. He felt so guilty, but there was no turning back now.
Maria's mouth, chin, and cheeks dripped with his thick, creamy semen, and it felt so nasty yet tasted absolutely wonderful! She pushed up on her hands and leaned in close to Jeff's face to show him what a mess he had made of her. He smiled and leaned in and kissed her on the forehead, "You're a messy little MILF," he growled and patted the top of his step-mother’s head.
Maria giggled, "And you're such a bad boy."
When he was done he collapsed into the bed, sweaty and exhausted. Just like every man she's ever sucked.
"I am bad. We just commited a crime… adultery… incest… I hope it’s all worth it.”
“Jeff, we aren’t related by blood and… you’re going to save me from committing adultery, aren't you? So one cancels the other out.”
“I want to keep this family together. I love my dad.”
“I know, sweetie. I appreciate the sacrifice you're making for this family.”
At that moment, his phone buzzed, Jessica's photo flashing up on the screen. She placed her hands against his chest and looked into his boyish eyes, "Don't reply. You made your decision. Don't get it into your head that you've got a chance with that slutty redhead."
Jeff frowned and looked down as his phone fell silent but she took him by the chin and lifted his face, "Ah don't be sad, Jeff. This is the right thing to do."
He sighed and nodded, "I know."
She pinched his nose and giggled and sat back on her heels, "Be a darling and give me something to wipe my face with, Please."
Jeff sighed, grabbed his discarded T-shirt from the floor beside the bed and tossed it to her, "Here, Jizzy Belle.”
"Jizzy Belle? OMG! Really Jeffrey?"
Jeff took the shirt from her and wiped her mouth and her chin and then he leaned in and kissed her as she had before she went down on him. When he pulled his lips away Maria felt herself trembling. She wanted more. His mother looked down at him again. Her mouth was inches from his. He stared at her full, moist lips, noticing how they had a slight upturned shape. They looked inviting. More than that; tempting. Before she could stop herself, she was leaning towards him, inch by inch, until her lips met his. She opened her mouth as he sucked on her lower lip, pinching and tugging at it with hers. Maria moaned into his mouth as her tongue flicked over his. He felt her hand cupping the back of his neck. Her fingertips teasing his skin as she held her step-son to her.
It had happened: They kissed as lovers.
“I’m going to Hell for this.” Jeff whispered. She heard him, but didn't care as they made out, passionately, on his dishevelled bed. He made her feel like a young woman again, batting her eyelashes, and sucking in his tongue.
Several minuets passed as they kissed and explored each others bodies with their experienced fingers. "Holy shit!" she whispered in amazement as she pulled away with a gasp, licking her bottom lip.
"Sorry," Jeff murmured, "I guess I got carried away."
"No... don't be sorry. You're certainly a good kisser, Jeff." she breathed.
"So are you." He told his step-mother, not because he felt like he should, but because she was.
Maria relaxed against him. once more. She laid her right arm over his stomach. Although neither of them spoke for a while she knew that her step-son was weighing the implications of the step they had just taken, like she was. It was thrilling, but also somewhat unsettling.
"Can I have one more good-night kiss?" she whispered.
He turned his head and looked at his closed bedroom door, then back to his Mom. Before he could answer, Maria's hand was holding the back of his neck. She tugged him towards her. Jeff saw her watery lips part as she bent down. Already her tongue was searching for his. She flicked it over his lips, pushing it between them as they kissed. She moaned as his teeth pinched her bottom lip. He held it between his lips as he ran my hand over her back, caressing her writhing body. A few seconds later he felt his step-mother’s hand cup his balls. She held them for a moment, then moved her palm along his slick shaft, still wet with her saliva and his cum. She gave it a squeeze. Jeff lurched back onto his pillow in surprise. Maria licked her wet lips as she looked down at him, still rubbing his soft member. Now her hips were moving in a slow circular motion.
"We better stop, Mom." He whispered.
Maria frowned and eased her hand from his rising penis. "Okay," she agreed, not sounding happy, "but I wish we could do it… instead of me leaving you hard and horny as my daughter did."
"Thanks," he said, not contemplating the propriety of her statement.
"Maybe think of me when you get yourself off." she whispered, then kissed his cheek. She pulled away, her face close to his, their noses practically touching. They were both breathing hard.
Jeff held onto his Mom, then quite spontaneously he kissed her on the lips. The blonde woman did not stop him as she felt him slip his tongue inside her mouth. Jeff no longer had the feeling that he was doing something wrong. It just felt so natural. Maria opened her mouth wide to take his young, explorative tongue. She buried her hands in his tousled hair and pulled him closer as they kissed,
Jeff had never felt relief like the relief he felt now. Maria was a sensuous and experienced kisser. He could feel the love in her kiss. Jeff had been with dozens of women in his life, the majority of them were good kissers, but Maria was in another world. His step-mom pulled her mouth back a half-inch from her step-sons mouth, then their tongues played together, twisting, probing and jousting. Maria then put her tongue back into Jeff's mouth and started to tongue fuck him. Jeff then let his fingers explore her neck, her chin, before gently caressing her ears before getting lost in her long, blonde hair.
Maria was pulling them closer as they kissed. Her large breasts pressed into her step-sons hairy chest. Her nipples were big and hard and rubbed against his sending sparks of pleasure through them both. The bare skin of her legs entwined with his, her feet caressing his w3ll defined calves and the sensation was starting to get to him. He felt his cock ripen, but she was still kissing him so hard that to push her away would be a crime. He tried to get himself under control, but she was moving against him and the smooth flesh of her fantastic legs was just too incredible and his cock grew to full size despite all of his efforts.
Maria undulated and writhed against her step-son, she was starting to realise what was happening, and felt him begin to see her as his lover, not just his step-mom. He braced himself for the unknown as he felt his full hard-on pressing into her belly. She knew she was finally going to get what she really wanted.
Her kissing slowly subsided, but she did not pull away. Eventually she stopped altogether, but did not move away. Her breath was becoming deeper and was hot on his neck.
"Wow… just like your fathers, but bigger. Do you find me attractive Jeff?" She asked, her voice still quivering.
His brain shouted out warnings and sounded alarm bells, but he could not lie, "Yes, I'm sorry, it just happened, your legs..."
"My legs? You like my legs?" She sounded surprised.
"Of course, who wouldn't? They're beautiful."
She gasped, "You really think so?"
"Yes, yes I do."
"Your father has never ever said that to me before. He ever seems to notice them."
She held him tighter and he could feel her breath on his neck, causing his skin to raise in goose pimples. She began to rub her legs slowly and deliberately against his own, knowing that he enjoyed it. His own breathing quickened and his cock was somehow growing even harder that it had been.
She kissed him lightly on his neck, her soft lips setting his skin on fire. He moaned, knowing that what he was doing was wrong, but torn between what he wanted so desperately to do, and what he knew was the right thing to do. When her tongue darted out quickly and touched his neck, his resistance caved and his hands roamed down her back and finally, he grasped her full, peachy ass in his hands. The young man squeezed her soft ass cheeks tightly and pulled her against him. Her butt was so perfect he could get lost in the sensation of just touching and kneading it. Her lips traced a trail up his neck and across his chin until their lips met. One, then two tender kisses and then they locked their mouths together once more, their tongues driving at each other wildly as they both succumbed completely to the passion that was exploding in them.
His hands began to explore her flesh, it was so smooth and soft, he loved every inch of it as he explored her ass cheeks with his hands. Her hands moved up his muscular body and pushed open the duvet once more. Her mouth moved to his chest and she began to lick and suck on his nipple. He groaned and his head rolled back as she pulled him tight against her and took his nipple into her mouth and swirled her tongue around it.
Their kissing and touching had been so powerful that it threw off her power of reasoning and she sat up and took his face in her hands and pulled his lips to hers. They kissed like two lovers, their tongues dancing and touching and twisting. It was wonderful and she didn't want to stop, but she had too.
Jeff took the initiative, holding her hand and guided it between his legs. This time he willingly allowed her to grip his cock. Her expression changed as she explored his hot manhood. She had forgotten that younger guys have shorter refractory periods. She had happily experienced quite a bit of that when she was her daughter's age and knew of the pleasures her daughter would enjoy with him.
Jeff's hands began to caress his step-mother's curvaceous body. Feeling the differences between hers and her daughters. Finding her fuller figure to be amazingly pliant beneath his fingers. She was right; he had never experienced an older woman before and she was the oldest he had ever taken to bed. He slid one hand between her thighs and thrust two of his long fingers into her sopping wet pussy. He pushed the fingers deep and began slowly twisting and churning them rhythmically.
"Ohh, Jeff!" she breathed against his ear, his intimate touch felt so nice inside her the canal that had birthed his new girlfriend.
Jeff suddenly started finger fucking her hard and fast to the point the knuckles of his hand banged against her soft mound as if he were gently punching her. The sticky sounds of her pussy, her gasping and her moaning excited them both. Maria's body responded to Jeff's skilled fingers and she felt herself approach her orgasm.
For Maria, her orgasms generally start with a warm tingling feeling within her abdomen and slowly spreads throughout her body. But not this time. This orgasm hit her like a bolt of lightning, causing her body to shudder and spasm with a feeling of pleasure like she's not known in quite some time. She closed her eyes and arched her back and let the euphoric feeling take her away. Suddenly she squirted! Not once but three times. The sticky warm pussy juice drenched Jeff's fingers and soaked his bedsheets.
The beautiful feeling began to crest and ebb slowly away, leaving the poor step-mother panting with exhaustion.
"Fuck me that was AWESOME!" Jeff exclaimed with the biggest smile on his face, “I've never made anyone squirt!”
“You are a very talented lover…” Maria gasped, “and I am a very lucky woman to have experienced those fingers.”
It took some time for Maria to collect herself and clean up while her step-son massaged his now ex-girlfriend. She stood up slowly, displaying her nakedness before him again. Her breasts were so perfect; larger than Rachel's, he often day-dreamed about his step-mother's tits. He wanted to touch them, suck them, he wanted to fuck them too. Realisation dawned. He wanted to fuck her, no matter the cost. He just had to be inside of her.
Her hands came up and slid up her stomach until she was grasping at her own tits. She never let her gaze fall from his as she began to sway her hips and pinch and rub on her own nipples. Then she let her right hand drop down and began to thrust her vulva against it. He could smell her sex oozing out of her. He wanted to grab her and take her, but was intrigued by what she was doing.
She turned around and bent over, thrusting that perfect ass at him, and he could see her hand strumming against her sopping wet pussy. She rubbed it hard and continued to sway her hips back and forth in time to some unheard rhythm.
Jeff sat up and began to kiss her ass. She groaned as he nibbled and sucked on her fleshy globes, the soft scent and taste of soap still lingering on them from her shower. He was in heaven with her ass in his mouth. He never wanted it to end. His tongue found its way into her crack and across the opening of her anus. She squealed in delight as his tongue crossed down into her pussy. He made slow motions back and forth, moving his tongue from her pussy to her anus and then back to her pussy. It was delicious and she loved it. She was rubbing her clit furiously and when he pushed his tongue just the tiniest bit into her pussy, she exploded again, grinding ass against his face while she came. He pushed his tongue deep into her pussy, could feel it contracting, then lapped at her asshole while she recovered and started to calm.
Lust now fueled him completely. She was no longer his step-mom, now she was his older lover and he intended to fuck his fathers wife. He stood up, lifting her up and then threw her down on the bed. She was too weak to object as he parted her thighs, presenting her pouting vulva to him. He jumped between her legs and brought his lips down onto her quivering pussy. The young man immediately went to town on it, licking and sucking her lips and clit, and fucking her pussy with his tongue. His Mom went even wilder, holding onto the headboard, moaning and gasping as she came again and again, covering his face and filling his mouth with her delicious cum.
The step-sons' love and lust for her finally got the best of him, and he slid away from her as she repositioned herself on the bed to accept him. She faced the headboard, dropped her chest onto his pillow as her daughter had earlier, and held her ass in the air in invitation. Jeff came up behind her, admiring the older woman's gorgeous rear end and pouting pussy lips. He quickly knelt behind her and ran his cock over her swollen labia.
"I want you. God, I need you,” she panted, “Will you make love to me, Jeff?"
"I’ll fuck you, Mom. I can't stand it anymore. I need to be inside you! I promise not to cum."
"I want you too, baby. Also, did you forget to keep track of where I am in my cycle? I'm right in the middle of it but I'm sure I won't be conceiving anymore children. This is my most fertile time, mother and daughter are in sync. If you cum in me I’m probably safe..." Even as Maria was saying this, she was pushing her hips back at him. She was as hungry for him as he was for her.
"Maybe I’ll just… put it inside… for just a minute. I won't make myself cum, I just want my cock inside you!" As he was saying this, he was holding his step-mom's hips and pushing the head of his cock in between her distended labia and into her pussy. As wet as she was from all that they had been doing, he slid right in easily. They both moaned as his cock slid deep into his step-mother's pussy in one long, slow stroke.
Maria drew a sharp breath as he entered her waiting hole with agonising slowness. She felt his long, thick manhood fill her inch-by-inch, growing longer and harder as it drove waves of pleasure before it. As his cock travelled deeper into her cunt, his strong hands moved from gripping her hips, up to surround her narrow waist. He pulled her body another inch or two onto his cock, before sliding his hands around to cup her ample tits, kneading them roughly before rolling her large, sensitive nipples into hard tips. This caused her to gasp as sensations seemed to shoot from the taut pink nubs down to the hot centre of her womanhood where her step-son’s manhood was moving inside her.
Maria cried out as her daughter’s boyfriend suddenly thrust the last few inches of his cock into her throbbing pussy. The thick head of his hard shaft drove past her cervix, causing her cunt muscles to spasm as she came slightly. She felt fresh juices flow around him as her cunt seemed to pulse around the long, thick intruder. He was so deep inside her that she imagined she could sense the tip of his cock peeking inside her womb as it waited to be assaulted by his seed.
One hand left her tit and slipped between her legs to play with her erect clit as he began to slowly thrust in and out of her tight pussy. Maria felt herself rising toward another intense orgasm as his fingers rolled and pinched the throbbing nub between her legs. His other hand moved to stroke her long blonde hair, and then gently turn her head so he could cover her lips with his. She moaned as her husband's son's tongue slid between her lips and rasped against her own tongue in time with the thrusting of his incestuous penis in her vagina.
The hand cupping her mound slid up to rest on the smooth skin of her belly, a finger circling and then dipping into her navel and then out again. After a long kiss, Jeff released her head, and his newly freed hand slipped back to fondle her breast. Maria moaned as he withdrew his cock from her pussy and rubbed the swollen head against her cunt lips. He pushed forward and her lips parted easily for his member, and for a moment he paused just inside her opening. His hands moved to her waist, lifting her slightly to reposition her body, allowing him to slide all the way inside in one stroke. He drove his cock into her, thrusting so deep and so forcefully, his body pressed hers into the bed and they began to fuck.
"Ohhh shiiiiit!" she moaned as his cock slid in and out of her, repeatedly.
He grabbed her shoulders and pressed her ass tightly against his groin, trying to get his cock as deep inside her as possible. He looked down between her legs and said, "Ahhh, Mom, your pussy feels sooo good."
She felt his momentum increase, and he began to fuck her harder. His cock drove in and out of her throbbing vagina with long hard strokes. He gazed down at her soft ass as he fucked her, the muscles in her cunt pulsating around his rock hard member, welcoming each stroke. Maria grabbed the headboard, her knuckles turning white as she gripped it, while Jeff pummelled her without mercy.
This is what she had been missing with his father. He was the perfect substitute, so similar but… bigger… more virile… more vigorous. He groaned loudly as he fucked her tight pussy. Her cunt was incredibly hot and tight around his thrusting rod as he fucked her hard and fast propelling them both towards an incestuous climax. He could tell she was close to cumming again and squealed in delight.
"Uhn! Uhn! Unh!” his thrusts slapped their wet flesh together. Her tits swung in perfect rhythm with his dangling balls.
“AHH! AHH! AHHH! OHHH!" she moaned, feeling the orgasm rising inside her again. Her body began convulsing with each thrust into her tight pussy. "Nuuugh! Nyugh Jeff! Ahh, Yes! Yes, H-harder! P-please F-fuck me… harder! Aaaaaiiieeeeee!" she heard herself squeal as she climaxed hard. Her juices poured over his cockb and dribbled down her thighs to the damp bed beneath them. Her well formed body thrashed uncontrollably until Jeff grabbed her shoulders again and held her still while she succumbed to the intense orgasm. Her moans became whimpers while she lost herself in the sensations.
As her orgasm seemed to be subsiding, Jeff slid his hand around to the front of her body, his fingers finding her clitoris as he continued to fuck her pussy. In moments, as his fingers rubbed her clit, her climax exploded again with even more intensity.
"Ohhh, yes! Ohhh, please! AHHH! AHHH F-fuck m... meeeee!" She cried cumming hard around his pistoning shaft. Maria was gasping for breath as her streaming wet vagina convulsed around his rock hard manhood. She whimpered and moaned as her body gyrated under his sharp thrusts. His strong hands gripped her ass, cupping her soft ass cheeks, squeezing them as he buried the long thick meat of his cock deep in her tight pussy again and again.
Maria's body shuddered as smaller orgasms followed the earlier hot, wrenching one each time he bottomed out against her cervix. She gasped and moaned rhythmically as the sensations gripped her body. Her vaginal muscles convulsed under of her patient's driving, hammering prick. " Ohhhnnn! Yes! Ahhnngg! Ohhh yes!" she groaned as he fucked her more and more roughly. "Unnhh! Onnggh! Jeff… you bastard. Fuck, you're making me c... cum! Unnnhhh!"
She trembled beneath him, every nerve in her body on fire. He took pity on her and slowly he pulled his massive cock out of her pussy. He held the swollen head poised at the very edge of Maria's glistening cunt-lips. He reached one hand around her hips and slipped a finger inside her hole, teasing her clit.
Her breathing became more ragged again as he finger-fucked her, and she could feel the bulbous tip of his cock press against her ass. "Oh fuck! Jeff, please..." Maria pleaded.
His finger began to fuck her pussy more forcefully, "Please what, Mom?"
Now she didn't even think about what she was supposed to say. The words exploded for her as he fingered her toward another orgasm. "Please... Th... that feels so good. Ohhh I want your c... cock back inside me."
"How badly do you want me?" her step-son asked, his voice demanding an answer.
Maria knew what he wanted her to say almost instinctively, now, "Uhhnn, f... fuck me h... hard. Unnnhhh, ohhh please, f... fuck me! I want you to f... fuck my p... pussy hard. Please, S... Jeff! Pleeease!"
"For you, anything for you!" Jeff groaned in reply as he slammed back into her hard, the heat of her vagina immediately engulfing the entire length of his cock.
"UNNNHHH!" she moaned as he filled her up. "Oh, it feels so big inside me!" she gasped weakly. "I can feel it so deep inside me! Deeper than your father has ever been."
One hand moved to turn her head until his lips found hers and he began to kiss her deeply, but was forced to break the kiss as he began to fuck her harder and harder. He drove in and out of her tight, wet cunt, his cock thrusting faster and faster.
"Say it, Maria! Tell me where you want me to cum for you, I'm almost there!" He hissed in her ear.
Again, there was no pause to think, no consideration even of her potential fertility. Maria's voice was strained with the approach of her next orgasm as she moaned, "Oh yes! Ohhh yes! Ohhh! It's in so deep! Anngghhh! Ungghhh! Ohhhnnn! Please don't stop, my love! Cum inside me! Please f... f... fill my p...pussy!"
Her step-son's hands moved to grasp Maria's swaying tits tightly as he prepared to thrust his cock into her cunt one or two more times. "Oh god, Mom," he cried, "I'm gonna cum inside you!"
Maria quivered and twisted beneath him while his hands mauled her aching breasts as he fucked her. He slid his hands down her body and then back to her jiggling tits again. He pinched her nipples fiercely. She nearly cried out with pain as his fingers assaulted the excited buds. "Ohhh no... fuck! Ohhh, please! Ohhh... yes... yes! I'm going to cum! You're making me cum with you! Ahhh! Ohhh, Cum inside me, Jeff!" She gasped for breath and moaned loudly, "Please cum inside me now! Do it! Fill me with your seed!"
Maria's step-son could no longer hold back. The taboo fucking of his father’s wife left his cock pulsating in need of release. He drew back one final time, watching her body tense in anticipation. Abruptly, he thrust his body against hers, driving his engorged cock all the way inside her waiting vagina and towards her fertile womb. As he bottomed out past her cervix, he held himself deep inside of her. His hips jerked several times, and he moaned with his own release as she came one final time.
He tensed as she quivered, as his testicles tightened and he launched his potent seed into her womb, "Uhhh, Maria! That's it baby, cum for me. Feel my cock fill your pussy with my jiz. Feel it load you all the way up! Ahhh!" His third load of cum that day shot into Maria's tight cunt and he held her close, pressing her ass tight against his crotch, ensuring that she would get all of it.
As Maria came hard around Jeff's throbbing member, she felt the long, thick streams of cum erupt from the top of his shaft and into her eager vagina. She gasped as the steaming blasts pumped into her, bathing her insides. In the back of her mind, she imagined his seed flooding into her as the thick shaft she had begged him to impale her with, pierced her cervix in a valiant attempt to fertilise her egg. The image vanished as quickly as it had come, as her final orgasm peaked. Maria's back arched against his chest, and she cried out one last time, as the intensity of her final orgasm overwhelmed her completely.
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When the sensations subsided, she found that he had moved beside her on the bed, facing her, with his slowly softening cock still embedded between her legs. The room was no longer dark. Time had passed and the first hint of daylight was brightening the sky. He had turned her sideways, and was lazily suckling one nipple, causing shocks to travel from the hard tip down to her well-used, adulterous cunt. She knew she had been completely out for some time.
When he saw she had recovered from her orgasm, he carefully lifted her off his member, and helped her to sit up. Without saying anything, he leaned over to kiss her, his tongue probing deeply into her mouth as one hand moved to fondle her breast while the other stroked lower to the soft folds of her pussy. Finally, he broke away.
“My God Jeff, now I know why you had all those girls screaming in your bed. That was… incredible.”
“I was worried about you, Mom. You've been unconscious for the last half hour.”
“It'll be morning soon,” she mumbled, still in a sleepy, post orgasm, daze, “Don’t worry about me… that was the best sex I’ve ever had.”
His mind flashed with images from the past twenty-four hours. His mating with her daughter. The first time he saw her watching him. The deal they had made together. Having passionate doggy style sex in his bedroom.
This was completely out of character for him. He usually had the good sense to not make stupid mistakes with his lovers. But this was different. She was different. Brilliant, capable, fun to be with. And unbelievably hot.
God, she was just like her daughter in so many ways. He had never been with a woman like her. So sexual. So responsive. He looked over at her lying on the bed, her naked body half-covered by the cotton sheet. Her beautiful blonde hair. Her tawny skin. The graceful arch of her back. Her beautifully shaped ass. He could see why his father was so enamoured with her. He slid in next to her, grazing her arms with his fingertips and she stirred.
He gently removed the hair from her face. What a face! He could get used to waking up next to that face. He pressed his body against her back, spooning her. His lengthening cock was nestling in the crack of her ass. She let out a soft moan.
He gently grazed her cheek with his fingertips and she turned her head slightly toward him. Her eyes still closed.
"Time to get up?" she whispered.
"We have a few minutes," he whispered back.
"Good," she smiled, her hand finding his thigh and pulling him closer.
He nuzzled her neck, planting the soft kisses that he knew she loved. Her hand drifted to his ass and caressed his cheek. He cupped her breast, gently fondling it. She arched her back, rubbing her ass against his cock. Then, she seemed to slip back into a light sleep.
He gently grazed the skin on her hips. And her thighs. Her breathing responded to his touch. He reached his hand between her legs and gently slid his fingers along her inner thighs. He did it again, using a feathery touch. He ever so slightly grazed the lips of her pussy. She moaned, half asleep and half awake, drifting in an in between state.
Again, he grazed the lips of her pussy, this time letting his middle finger dip slightly into her folds, feeling her wetness. She let out a moan, slightly louder this time, as his fingertip slowly penetrated her. He could feel her pussy getting wetter.
She started to slowly rock her pelvis, as if dreaming about making love. He slipped his finger in deeper, as she rocked back and forth, her breathing becoming more rapid. He could feel her pussy growing wetter, aroused by his touch despite her dreamy state.
He lifted her top leg and guided his cock between her thighs, gently touching her pussy lips with his cockhead. She smiled appreciatively, her hand finding his erection and caressing it. Her fingers felt warm and soft on his tender skin, sending electricity through his body.
He pressed his pelvis forward, sliding his thick cock along his step-mother’s pussy. Her fingers gently held the underside of his cockhead as she pressed it against her pussy and began to rub, back and forth. Slowly.
To Jeff, the sensation of her fingertips tickling his frenulum, and her warm, wet pussy against his cockhead was absolute heaven. His body shuddered as his excitement grew. To Maria, this was exactly how she remembered falling asleep. Using him as her toy. She picked up right where she left off.
Jeff's hand caressed her breast, rolling the hard nipple in his palm. Her pussy was soon dripping wet, her body aching with desire. She guided the tip of his cock to her opening. He rocked his pelvis and slowly pressed the head against her velvety folds. The head popped inside her pussy. She gasped, and he groaned, at the exact same time.
No words were spoken. Just the sound of their soft moans and ragged breath in the morning stillness. Maria let herself drift in and out of a dream state, feeling his hardness slowly penetrate her pussy. Jeff closed his eyes and pressed his body against hers. He wanted to be as close to her as he could possibly be. They were lying on their sides, spooning, just as they had slept. Only now, they were connected. He was inside her. They were one.
He was rocking his pelvis now. Slowly. Rhythmically. Sliding his cock into her warm wet pussy. Going deeper with every stroke. It felt so wonderful. For both of them.
To Jeff, he couldn't believe how warm and wet her pussy felt. Laying on their sides made her pussy feel even tighter than usual. Like she was squeezing his cock. It made him want to cum so badly! For Maria, she loved the feeling of his body pressed against hers, feeling his soft skin against her back and butt, his warm breath on her neck. And, most of all, the feeling of his cock penetrating her, filling her pussy. It was like she was having one of those wonderful dreams. The kind you wish would never end.
He withdrew, rolled her onto her back and repositioned himself between his step-mother’s shapely legs. He reached down with his hand and found her clit, and started to show it some attention. He began by massaging the area above it first, taking his time. She reached down and placed her hand on his, guiding it to her clit. She held his fingers in hers and started to rub herself, showing him exactly how she liked it. What would make her cum. To feel her using his hand as a toy was such a turn on for him. She was getting herself off while at the same time teaching him about her body.
He felt like she was saying 'I want you to know everything about my body, so we can have the best sex possible. Because I want you to be my lover. My only lover.'
That made him so hot and he sheathed his weapon back inside her hungry snatch. To think that his step-mom wanted to impact this secret to him. Only to him. He felt his cock surge with excitement as he penetrated the married woman. He started stroking into her faster. Deeper. Every thrust felt like an expression of his illicit feelings for her.
In his early morning sleepiness, all his defences were gone. He nestled his face in her hair, breathing her scent, pressing himself into her. As if he wanted to lose himself in her beauty. She could feel it too. She could feel how deep he was going, yes, but she could feel his passion too. She reached her hand up and cradled the back of his head. And she arched her back to take him deeper.
She was a cheater. She was committing adultery. She was actively participating in sex with her step-son and future son in law. Was it really incest? She didn't care and moaned loudly with each and every stroke. He was pumping her faster now, pushing the full length of his cock into her wetness. All the way in, bottoming inside her, and then sliding all the way out. Over and over. He pressed her onto her stomach, his hand still under her, playing with her clit. She felt the weight of his body, pressing her into the bed.
For a moment, she felt he was claiming her but, at the same time, she felt safe and protected. It was a mix of loss of control and a willing surrender. He was thrusting against her padded ass cheeks now. Harder. Faster. Her soft ass felt so good under him. It wouldn't be long now.
She arched her back, raising her butt to meet his, wanting to take him as deep as possible. His fingers were rubbing her clit as he undulated his body, driving himself into her, again and again. Her body shook, and she let out a loud moan. Her orgasm approaching, about to flow over her. He gave one big thrust and held it. She cried out. He was spreading her, filling her so much. She was so close.
He kept vibrating her clit with the pad of his fingertip. Just like that, she thought. Just like that. He gave her another big thrust, bottoming out, and then rotated his hips to grind her pussy. She cried out again. He could feel her body shake, her pussy start to clench.
He bottomed out a third time and felt the electricity gather in his limbs, in his torso, and converge in his cock.
"Cum with me, Jeff! Cum with me!"
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" he moaned.
As soon as his cock all the way inside Maria’s unprotected, fertile pussy, with the head right up against her cervix, he realised that at that moment he had a "hair trigger" on his cock and it felt like ANY movement would set it off! He didn't even dare pull out, because he knew he would start cumming before he could get it out of her.
It didn't matter. He found out swiftly that when his step-mother really gets going, she can have orgasm after orgasm, and it takes very little to trigger the next one. The combination of his fingers followed by his mouth had given her pussy a "hair trigger" as well, and as his cock nuzzled itself all the way inside his fathers wife's vagina, she gasped and came again. When she did, her pussy muscles squeezed his cock, and that was enough to set him off.
"Oh Mom, I OHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" He moaned and started cumming. Her step-sons cock shot another huge jet of hot, sperm-filled fluid right at his Mom's cervix, sending his virile load right into her womb. Followed by another, and another, and another, and.... the illicit lovers were both holding still, not thrusting, but his cock kept throbbing inside her, sending blast after blast of semen deep into his Maria's fertile pussy, doing its best to impregnate her.
"Oh my God! You're cumming inside me! I can feel it going in! Oh yessssssss!!!!!"
Feeling him cumming inside her prolonged and intensified Maria’s orgasm, and her pussy kept squeezing his cock, trying to milk out every last drop of cum. It felt like they would never stop cumming. His cock must have pumped at least twice as much cum as usual, maybe more, and every drop went deep inside his step-mother's pussy. He was spraying her insides with his pearlescent seed.
Her eyes were squeezed shut, her body shaking, as her orgasm crested over her. He felt his cock explode again, filling her with his cum. Finally, their orgasms slowed and stopped. They stayed the way we were, not moving, his cock still deep inside her pussy, only now it was holding an absolutely HUGE load of his potent seed inside her.
Jeff collapsed on top of her, his chest heaving, breathing her scent, wanting to preserve this moment in time forever.
This time Maria spoke first. "Oh my God, that was incredible! Not moving like that, I could feel everything happening inside me! Keep your cock inside me, sweetie."
"Fuck, what have I done?” Jeff lamented, “that was definately incest.”
“You have kept our family together. Don't think about it.” She panted.
“Seriously? You think any of that was going to be easy to forget?”
Maria laughed, “No, I could feel every throb of your cock."
"I could feel every squeeze of your pussy."
"I could feel every jet of your cum shooting into me."
"Yeah, I could feel every jet shooting through my cock and into you."
"We just keep it to ourselves. We can do this, Jeff. Quit worrying. It’s only a crime if you get caught!" she giggled. "What a load you just shot into me! I've NEVER had that much cum inside me from just one orgasm! Did you cum inside my daughter earlier?"
"Well yeah, but she said she was safe…"
"We are in sync. I ovulated today… and so did she. So much for you being careful! It looks like your fuck tool is going to mean both of us need a trip to a pharmacist… or to the hospital’s Maternity Ward in nine moths time! If you emptied that much brotherly love into her womb… she could very well be pregnant already!"
"Oh fuck, I so dead. I'm sorry. I didn't realise..." Jeff lay back into his bed, dejected.
"It's OK baby. As much as we've been playing with that fantasy it was probably inevitable that this was going to happen. I didn't exactly try very hard to stop you from getting in me or rush to get you out of me either. When I felt you cumming inside me it made me cum like crazy and made my pussy suck as much of your seed into me as possible. I am guessing Rachel's experience was very similar?"
"Yeah, and when I heard you say that you were at your most fertile time, and saw that it made you cum even harder, that kept me going… I wasn't thinking. So what now, Mom?"
"We just have to deal with whatever future our choices bring. Anything that comes from this much love will be a blessing. For us all… as a family."
"No, Mom, Dad will kill me!"
"Well then I think we should stay the way we are for little while and keep that beautiful big load in my pussy for a while, and give your body some time to make more. Then, I think we should go ahead and make love again. No protection, no pulling out. For the next few days I want you to fuck me as often as possible and I want every drop of your cum deep inside my pussy. Since you probably got Rachel pregnant then let's distract your father with my pregnancy. If I conceive then I'll let him believe he is the father… indirectly… he is.”
“Incest. Oh my god!”
“Don’t forget, as Rachel politely informed me, she's a big girl now. She's capable of making her own decisions. She wanted you to cum inside her, am I right?”
“Yes.”
“She wants to have your baby… that's incredible! She loves you so much, Jeff. You probably already got me pregnant so let's take advantage of it. I'm pretty sure the big load you just shot into me did the trick, but we're going to make sure. What do you think about that plan?"
My cock throbbed in her pussy and I wrapped my arms around her. "Sounds like I am going to hell."
She grabbed her young lover and pulled him on top of her. His cock stiffened obediently inside her as he mounted her. In one motion he plunged himself onto his cock deep into her creamy vagina. She squealed and wrapped those perfect legs around him, pulling him into her. His tongue found her puffy nipples and began to lick them like there was no tomorrow. They were so soft compared to the firmness of her tits.
She was bucking wildly under him and she was biting his shoulders and digging her nails into his back. He pounded hard into her, wanting to fuck all the way into her, he wanted to be as deep in her as his father ever had before, and deeper. She began to cry out with each thrust and he felt her beginning to shake beneath him, she was cumming. He pounded harder, not relenting as she came against him, her legs locked around him like a vice.
He felt his own cum boiling up in him again, and he quickly pulled out and sprayed his milky white fluid all over her breasts and her belly. The site of his cum on her skin only made him cum harder, and he thought it would never end. She rubbed every jet into her firm yet supple tits, her eyes once more locked on his.
Finally spent, he collapsed on top of her, enjoying the feel of her body beneath him. For nearly an hour they lay like that, then wordlessly she left the room, leaving him to wonder what, if anything, would happen next.
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In the hallway she met her first born listening by the door. Like mother, like daughter. She didn't know how much Rachel had heard but surmised that it was probably enough.
“Let him sleep now, Rachel.” The mother whispered, feeling the steady trickle of her lovers unneeded sperm make its way down her inner thighs, and down her legs.
“I heard you both… talking… Is he ok?”
“Yes baby, he's fine. Everything is going to be fine. He broke up with Jessica and agreed to stay here… with us.”
“We're going to be one big happy family?”
“Yes, Princess. He's perfect. I love your step-brother.”
“I'm in love with him, Mom, and I just want to make him happy. I never want him to leave. Mom…” she paused, seeing liquid sheen upon her cleavage, looking momentarily confused, “I let him cum inside me… and I know I'm going to get pregnant with that load."
She smiled into her eyes, "I'll buy some pregnancy tests in a few weeks. We must always give Jeff reasons to stay. Come on, let’s make your step-father his favourite eggs for breakfast.”
