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“Wendy, I’ve told you before. You are NOT going out without a bra on, and that’s final,” said Wendy’s mother,…

This story is a work of fiction, purely a fantasy. If you are offended by fantasy descriptions of rough nonconsensual…

I need to put my mind at ease, somehow, yet my current situation seems to prohibit any kind of mercy.…

We had been lovers only a week when she revealed her true intent. “I want you to belong to me, as my submissive.” I looked at her sadly and shook my head. “You know I can’t. I’m not submissive.” Her green eyes peered intently into mine. “I can teach you. I care about you Cat, and I think you need this.” I looked away nervously. “I’ve seen your other submissives,” I said. “‘Yes Mistress, whatever you say Mistress.’ I’m not like that, nor do I want to be. I don’t want to play silly games.” “That’s your inexperience speaking,” she said softly. “It takes a lot of strength to be a submissive — to adopt someone else’s will as your own, and it’s only a game if you make it one.” In some ways, what she offered was so appealing. From the moment I saw her and perceived her sadistic tendencies, I wanted her to use me. I wanted her to pinch me, slap me, bite me…to whip me until I broke; something about her made me think she could. I ached to feel the ecstasy of pain, of feeling alive. Her pleasure in it would only arouse me more. But I did not feel capable of being a submissive, subverting my own desires for hers. In the silence, I watched her. She was always in control, and the only time I saw her lose it was when she came, her head thrown back and her body arched against my tongue, low moans escaping from between her clenched teeth. The memory of those moments made me blush, and I looked away. But always perceptive, she knew what I was thinking. She leaned forward, and I glimpsed the firm round breasts beneath her sweater, their pink nipples firm and pointy; my pulse quickened. “Give it a week. If you don’t like it, we can stop.” I knew that she needed this, to dominate, and that if I did not agree, she would have to find someone else. “I’ll try,” I said. “But only if you belong to me as much as I belong to you.” She laughed. “I see I have a lot of work ahead of me. I can’t belong to you, but I won’t see anyone else while you are being trained.” It was not exactly what I wanted, but I suppose that was the first step in becoming a submissive – learning to accept what I was given. Danika — I mean Mistress Danika — told me to arrive at her place promptly at 10 a.m. I drove as fast as possible through the traffic but did not arrive until 10:08. I knocked on the door apprehensively. She opened the door. “You’re late.” she said coolly. I started to apologize as she pulled me inside. “Turn around,” she ordered. And pushed me against the door. “Are you dressed as I instructed?” I nodded. “Spread your legs.” I spread them apart as she checked to make sure I was not wearing panties and that I had on stockings and garters rather than the nylons which she abhorred. The air felt cool on my skin as she lifted my skirt. The coolness was followed by the hot sting of her riding crop slapping against my exposed cheeks. “One for each minute you made me wait. Count them.” I counted each one as it landed on my bare ass. The feeling was painful but so enlivening. My pinkened skin tingled, and I moaned. “You’re such a slutty Cat,” she muttered in my ear. “Face me.” I turned around and gasped. She was dressed head to toe in shiny leather. Her breasts spilled over a black bustier, and I longed to lick them as I had in the past. Her legs were encased in long leather boots with spiked heels, and I could see her thighs just peeking out at the top, beneath the hem of her tight skirt. I imagined those legs wrapped around my waist as I ground my clit against hers; another command brought me out of my fantasy. “Kneel down and lick my boots.” The thought of licking anyone’s shoes was repugnant to me, but remembering our agreement, I obeyed. I licked until I was sure I had coated the entire boot before she allowed me to stop. “Now lick my pussy with that sweet tongue.” She grasped my head and pushed it between her legs. I began to devour her eagerly, my tongue thrusting inside to lap at her cream. She grasped my hair and pulled my head back, gazing into my eyes. “Who do you belong to?” she asked. “I belong to you,” I whispered. Her grip on my brown tresses tightened; “Always refer to me as Mistress Danika. Let’s try again. Who do you belong to?” “I belong to Mistress Danika.” She smiled for the first time since I arrived, and I wanted to feel those soft lips pressing against mine. As if reading my mind, she leaned forward and kissed me. Her lips parted mine, and her tongue caressed them, sliding into my mouth where it slid against my tongue. I sucked her tongue gently, like a small cock, and she began thrusting it in and out. “You’re such a good Cat,” she murmured. She slipped a cold chain collar about my neck and fastened it with a small key, which she set on the table.cum inside sex story “Take off your clothes.” Although we had been lovers, I felt awkward undressing as she watched me, her eyes following every movement but revealing nothing. “Come and kneel on the bed.” I perched on all fours in the middle of the bed, and heard her take opening a drawer. “I love to spank slutty girls,” she said. I felt the whack of a wooden hairbrush against my ass and gasped. This was followed by several more until I felt tender and bruised. Still I had not cried out. “Your ass is so nice and pink now… and this will be so pretty buried inside.” She held up a thick black dildo for me to inspect. “Suck this good, because you’re the one who’s going to feel it if you don’t.” “Yes Mistress Danika.” I opened my mouth, and she watched as I gave the plastic cock a blow job; she pushed it deep into my throat until I gagged. “Just like a real man,” she chuckled. When she felt I had lubricated it sufficiently, she stood behind me. I winced as she pushed it into my tight hole; it slid in stiffly, and I could feel my skin stretching as she shoved it deeper. I started to move away, but her fingernails dug into the bruised flesh of my ass, and I stopped. “Fuck it.” she said. I started to rock back and forth, thrusting against the shaft as she held it. The pain dissipated and I cried out in intense pleasure as it rubbed against my anus. “Don’t come,” Mistress Danika warned. As I rocked, my nipples stroked against the sheets; my thighs were sticky from the juice dripping from my pussy. “You like this don’t you Cat?” “Mmm, yes.” I smiled. Suddenly she stopped, but did not remove the dildo. “Stand up.” I stood up stiffly, each movement reminding me of the plastic cock filling my ass. She pulled one hand above my head and fastened it to a chain suspended from a ring in the ceiling. She did the same with the other, and I was forced to stand on tiptoe or suffer the discomfort of having my arms stretched beyond their usual limit. In front of me now, she put silver clamps on each of my long, hard nipples, fastening them tightly. The sharp pain brought tears to my eyes, but I blinked them away. There was a cock ring suspended from a chain dangling between the two nipple clamps. She looped this over a second dildo and slid it into my very wet, shaved cunt. “Don’t drop this, and I’ll make you crawl around the room with it in your teeth, like a bad puppy.” My nipples were slightly swollen and engorged both from my own arousal and the tightness of the clamps. The pain was bittersweet; when Mistress Danika bowed her head and bit one of my ruby-colored tips, I nearly screamed from the mixture of pain and pleasure. Her eyes looked cruel but sexy, and I could tell my torment was inflaming her. “I can’t decide whether to gag you or listen to you scream.” she mused. “I will not scream,” I asserted. “Oh but you will,” she replied and raised her arm for the first lash. It landed across my back; the leather felt like a million tiny mouths biting into my flesh. I moaned. “You’re enjoying this too much, slut!” and she lashed again, harder. The whip contacted my skin with a loud crack, and soon they formed a steady rhythm, interspersed with my soft moans. I started to sweat, as my body felt suffused in heat. “You’re tougher than I thought.” She stopped whipping, and I sighed in relief. My back was throbbing, and I didn’t know how much longer I would be able to bear. I was shocked when the lash of a stronger whip landed across my shoulders and I jerked away, causing the clamps to pull fiercely on my sore nipples. “Ah!” I exclaimed. “What did you say Cat?” she was nearly laughing now, and as another blow struck my thighs, I repeated my small outburst. She went on, relentlessly. “Cry, damn it! Let it out!”sex taboo sextingI bit my lip and tasted warm blood in my mouth. “You bitch!” I screamed at her furiously. “Let me go!” The pain was almost more than I could bear, and I knew if she did not release me, I would break down crying. She stood in front of me, and raising her arms let the whip fall across my heaving breasts. I cried then, long harsh sobs, releasing all my pain and rage. I don’t remember her unfastening my bonds or removing the nipple clamps. But I remember her holding me close, her cool hands soothing my crisscrossed back. Her lips pressing tenderly against my face. “My sweet Cat,” she whispered comfortingly, as I cried. Her lips found mine, and I kissed her eagerly. She caressed me gently, and I whimpered as her fingers pressed in little circles against my mound. She stroked it firmly, and my whole body quivered. I needed to come. “Mistress Danika,” I pleaded. “May I come?” As my eyes met her, she smiled. “Yes Cat. Come for me.” “Oh god!” I exclaimed as the most intense orgasm I ever experienced washed over me. I felt weak and drowsy. “You aren’t finished yet,” she said, and straddled my face. Her wetness inflamed me; it thrilled me to know I could arouse her so. I licked her eagerly, stroking her button with my tongue, sucking it into my mouth and nibbling gently. I slid a finger into her soaking cunt and drew the moistness to her ass. I slid it inside her, and she thrust furiously against my tongue. With my other hand, I tugged at her nipple, pulling and twisting it; with a groan, she flooded my face with her cream, and Cat that I am, I drank eagerly. I strive to deserve the love of my Mistress; she has taught me a lot about submission, as well as friendship and happiness. I will never forsake her, and while she does not belong to me, I am grateful for the gift of her love and her domination. It is only beneath the crack of her whip that I become truly free.

On a late Saturday afternoon one summer my 18 year old sister and I were alone in the house. I was living with my parents at the time and was in the process of getting divorced by my first wife. I was 23 and my wife and I had been separated for several months. My brother was at Scout camp, my other sister, age 19, was living by herself and our parents were off on a trip to Wisconsin and would not be back until late Sunday night. So Coral and I had the place to ourselves. Now Coral (nicknamed “Slugger” or “Sluggy” by me when she was about xxx years old simply because she was so beautiful a xxxx, the exact opposite of her nickname) had inherited the family horniness in full strength. I found this out when she was xxx, quite by accident; I walked into my bedroom one day and found her examining some nudist magazines which she had found by poking through my dresser drawers. Far from being embarrassed, she began talking about what a kick she got out of looking at the women in the swimming pool locker room (she liked gals with big tits and lots of pussy hair) and allowed as how she would sure like to get a look at the guys in the men’s dressing room. It happened that we were alone in the house that day too and one thing rapidly led to another; but that’s a story for another time. Let me say only that at age xxx she was fully capable of orgasm and was fascinated by my orgasm and ejaculation (we jacked each other off). In the two years between that first little party and the get-together I’m going to describe we’d had a number of “fun and games” episodes as opportunity allowed. The amazing and delightful thing to me was her total lack of inhibition and willingness to try new ways and experiences. We had never actually fucked, partly because I was a full grown male and didn’t want to give her any pain and also I felt that her first complete fuck should be with someone other than her big brother. Besides we had plenty of fun getting each other off in other, often pretty kinky ways! Anyway, there we were that Saturday afternoon, alone in the house. I was in the living room reading a magazine when Coral came in and plunked herself down on the sofa opposite my chair. She was wearing a light blouse and skirt; she lifted one foot onto the chair and clasped her hands around her knee, giving me a little grin. Her position gave me a full view of her nylon panty crotch. “Know what Barb Miller told me?” she asked; Barb was a girlfriend of hers from school with whom (she had told me at our last party) she had had some sex play, mutual masturbation, etc. “No, what did she tell you?” I asked. She moved her knee outward, giving me an even better look at her crotch. “She said she and Bob got drunk on some wine from their basement wine cellar; their Dad has barrels of it. Anyway they really got loaded and boy, did they have a party!” Bob was Barb’s 18 year old brother and I’d already heard some tales about the two of them from Slugger. “I really feel like getting drunk tonight; Barb said they had a great time! How ’bout it? Why don’t you go get a bottle of wine just for you and me? Barb says it gives you ideas!” Uh huh; something tells me you’ve got some ideas already, little sister, I thought. I gave her a long look and a grin. She was rather tall for a xxx year old and a bit on the slender side but the curves were forming nicely in all the right places. And there was no doubt about what was on her mind. I was hit with a sudden surge of horniness at the thought of getting bombed with her; she had few inhibitions to begin with and the booze would loosen her up even more. “O.K. Sluggy, I’ll go get us a jug” I said, getting up and heading for the door; “looks like you’re ready for a real party and so am I. Be right back.” She was grinning as I went out. The liquor store was only a block away; I was back in 10 minutes with half a gallon of tawny port under my arm. I got a couple of good sized glasses from the kitchen, put them on the little table by the couch and sat next to Coral. I poured the glasses nearly full. “Now if you really want to get drunk you knock this stuff down pretty fast, kiddo,” I said, and we both polished off half a glass with about two big gulps. The wine didn’t seem to faze her; she downed it like a veteran and I poured us another two full glasses. About half way through these she asked if I still had “those good pictures you showed me the last time.” These were some porn photos that had really turned her on. “Sure and I’ve got some new ones that are even better,” I told her, “finish your glass and I’ll go get them.” I went into my bedroom and got my collection from its hiding place. Then I stripped off my clothes and put on a bathrobe. By this time I had a terrific hard-on because I knew that Coral would be ready for some action soon; we were both getting boozed up pretty good. She was pouring more wine when I got back. “Boy, this stuff is sure giving me ideas all right!” She looked at me and grinned; “Got yourself comfy in your robe, hey?” We both had more wine, then she took the pictures and began going through them avidly, exclaiming “Oh shit! Look at that!” or “Wow! I gotta try that one!” and “Lookit her big tits! And lookit her suck his big cock!” Finally she laid the last of the set down and got up, a bit unsteadily. “I’m gonna get comfy too; don’ go ‘way, big brother.” She went into her bedroom and came back a minute or two later wearing her favorite see-through nightie and plopped down next to me on the sofa. “I wanna do things we never did before” she said. “Let’s see if old sweetie-peter is all ready.” She flipped my robe open and began stroking my stiff cock. “Oh boy, is he EVER ready!” “Let’s see your pussy, Slugger” I said and pulled her nightie up to her hips. She spread her legs; she now had the first fine growth of blonde hair on it. A beautiful xxx year old pussy indeed; I gently probed her slit and rubbed her clitoris while she squeezed and slowly pumped my dick, her hand sliding down to fondle my balls from time to time. Things were proceeding a little too fast; I took my finger out of her and gently took her hand from my cock. “Take it easy, baby; we’ve got plenty of time, you know.” “Yeah,” she sighed, “but I love to feel your cock. And I love it when you shoot your load of jism!” “My balls have got a big load of juice tonight, sweetie, and it’s all for you!” I topped off the wine glasses and we drank again. Then Coral pulled her nightie off exposing her budding titties. “Do you like my tits? They got bigger, didn’t they?” In fact they had matured a good bit in the 8 months or so since our last party; they now had a beautiful beginning roundness. Her aureoles were larger and the nipples, now stiff with sex stimulation, were adult sized. I licked and sucked them and she moaned with the pleasure of it. Then I sat back and we drank some more wine. We were both pretty drunk by now and in a devil-may-care mood. “Oh fuck, brother, I just wanna think of some dirty things we could do and then go ahead and DO ’em!” Coral said and she bent over my cock and gave it a long lick. “Well, I’ve got some ideas about that,” I answered “but right now I have to take a piss.” “Oh, me too! C’mon, let’s piss on each other in the bathtub, OK?” She got up, grabbed me by the hand and we went into the john, leaving my robe behind. I was surprised and excited by Sluggy’s suggestion; it had been a favorite warm-up trick of a woman I had dated several years before who turned out to be the wildest and hottest sex partner I’d ever had. I sat on the tub edge facing in. It took a few minutes for my hard- on to go down but the bladder pressure finally prevailed and my pecker softened up. Coral got in the tub facing me and sort of straddled my legs. Hunching forward, she got the head of my cock between her cunt lips. “Now; let it go, pee in my pussy” she said and I released my stream. A second or two later I could feel her doing the same and we mingled our piss for at least a minute or more, the warm liquid running down my legs and all over her crotch. When we both squeezed out the last drops she rubbed against me, my cock head still in her pussy and I felt it start to stiffen up again right away. She giggled and kept up the motion; within one minute I was rock hard again. “Whoa!” I said, breathing heavily, and pulled away; ” you’ll make me go off too soon!” We both laughed and, turning on the shower, we rinsed off, got dried and went back in the living room. Sitting down on the sofa, I poured us some more wine. The half gallon was almost half empty now; we had really been putting it away.sexNow I had had a hunch for some time that Coral and I were about due for one of our private sessions and I had made some preparations for it. I had found one of those rubber hot dogs about 8 inches long and about an inch thick in a novelty store and, figuring it would be a turn-on for Slugger I bought it. Also, during our last party I had introduced her to full finger fucking up the ass and that had REALLY got her going! I figured I’d take her a big step up in that department the next time. The old galfriend who dug the pee-on-each-other bit had taught me about using rectal dildos, specifically large carrots. “It’ll make your cum feel twice as good,” she’d said, “and you’ll shoot a much bigger load, too!” She explained that the pressure on the guy’s prostate had this effect. As for women, she said, not all females dug it but “for ME, it feels like I’m getting fucked in the ass by a big cock and I LOVE it!” She was absolutely right; the first time we tried it we had the hottest, best cum we’d ever had. Now, knowing that Coral’s excitement was greatly intensified by my finger, I saw to it that we always had some big, thick and long carrots in the fridge. Vaseline was a stock item in the medicine cabinet, so I was all set for our next party. Which was NOW! We were gonna have plenty of action, both front and rear, I knew. “Got a little surprise for you” I announced after we’d had some more wine. She looked at me, brows raised in anticipation. “Just stay right here, Sluggy; I’ll be back in a minute or two.” I went back to my bedroom and got out the rubber weenie. Then I went in the kitchen and got two carrots out of the fridge, one almost 2 inches thick and the other maybe an inch and a quarter. I cut the thicker one to about 9 inches length and the other to about 7 and a half, peeled them and rounded off the tips. Neither had much taper; the small ends were about three quarters of an inch thick. Perfect size, I thought, as I put them in hot water in the sink. They’d be ready in five minutes or so I knew, nice and warm and smooth. I was an old hand at this business by now. I trotted back into the living room, holding the rubber hot dog behind my back. Coral was spread-legged on the couch, playing with her pussy, head back, eyes closed, breathing fast and shallow. She opened her eyes and spotted my stiff cock; she motioned me over to her, reaching out to grasp my pecker. She guided me between her legs where I stood as she sat up and bent forward. “Oh, I just gotta give your peter a good suck, I’m so horny! C’mere!” Let me tell you, for a xxx year old that kid was good! She took over half of my cock in her mouth with each slurp, working it like it was a popsicle. I let her suck me for a minute, then I brought the weenie out from behind my back. “Here Sluggy, this is for you; let me put it up where you want it.” “Oh JEEZ! BRO-ther!” I knelt between her legs and licked the wiener well; then I spread the lips of her pussy and began giving her some tongue. “Suck my pussy honey, oh I love it, make it wet, oh that’s good! Now put the wiener in, put it in, I want it up in there, put it…” I slid the hot dog a good 6 inches up her cunt. “OH! Oh God, it’s guh good, sooo GOOD! She grasped the tip of the wiener and, as I licked and sucked her clitty she began slowly fucking herself. I let her give it to herself for a bit; I stood up straight again and moved closer so she could feel my cock and balls with her other hand as she slowly pumped the hot dog in and out. Then I said “Wait; I’ve got something that’ll make it feel even better. Go in your bedroom; I’ll be right there in a minute.” I helped her up, she kept the wiener all the way up in her pussy with one hand as she walked. I went back to the kitchen, dried off the two carrots and took them with me into the bathroom where I collected the Vaseline jar and then returned to Coral’s bedroom. She was on her back on the bed, legs spread wide, still fucking herself with the hot dog. I sat on the bed and laid the carrots and Vaseline down. Her eyes really opened wide when she saw all this and she propped herself up on an elbow. “Whatcha got there? Whatcha gonna do?” “You like it when I shoot my load of juice, don’t you?” She nodded eagerly. “Well, this’ll make me shoot twice as much jism and it’ll feel twice as good, too!” She watched closely as I took a gob of Vaseline, lay back, spread my legs and applied the lubricant to my asshole. She was absolutely fascinated by my actions as I gave the bigger carrot a good coating of Vaseline. “Jeez! You gonna put it up your asshole? But it’s so BIG! Won’t it hurt?” “Hell no, baby; it feels good! Watch now…” Slowly I slid the carrot into my ass. Coral’s eyes got wider and wider as, inch by inch, it disappeared up my asshole. Within a few seconds only an inch or so was left sticking out. She shook her head incredulously. “How does… how does it feel? It really doesn’t hurt?” “Ah, it feels great; nice and big up there, like a cock. Look!” I slowly pulled it out and slid it back, again out and back, always leaving an inch or two in. “See, I’m fucking myself up the ass with it and it just makes me horny as hell! I tell you, Sluggy, I’m gonna shoot a big, big load of juice from my hot balls this time!” She looked at it, now almost all the way in again, looked over at the other carrot and flopped back, legs wide. “Do it to me too! I want it up MY ass too!” “Okay, but get up on your hands and knees with your legs spread wide.” I helped her into this position (she was pretty loaded from all the wine) and, scooping up some Vaseline, worked it around her asshole and well up into it using two fingers all the way in. She wiggled her buns as I did this; she was obviously digging it. God, what a gorgeous sight that was; the light brown pucker of her asshole which opened so easily to my probing fingers and under it the sweet xxx year old pussy, pink lips wet and slightly open, with that first growth of hair just above the slightly protruding hood of her clitoris. I knew I had to suck her off this time; I wanted to feel her cumming with my tongue up her sweet cunt! Carefully applying plenty of Vaseline to the carrot, I put the big rounded end right up against her anus and pushed gently. She made a grunting sound and thrust her ass backwards; in one swift movement the carrot was up into her almost all the way! “Oh my Gah…” she gasped and didn’t move for a tick of time. Then she said “Holy fuckin’ shit! It feels so BIG! “Big, yeah, I know; but GOOD too, right?” “Jeez God, YEAH!” She was silent for a few seconds, then she said, “Fuck my ass with it, slow, okay?” I gave her a dozen or so slow in-and-out strokes; she moved in perfect rhythm with the carrot. I could see that I was absolutely right in guessing that she would go for this action in a big way. I slid it in almost all the way, leaving only an inch or two protruding, just as I had done with my carrot. “We could walk around, you know, with the carrots up our asses, and nobody would even know they were there” I told her. I stood up next to the bed, felt to make sure that mine was tucked up all the way; then I turned completely around, showing her my ass. “Jeez” she breathed, “I can’t even see it!” “I know; here, get up and we’ll go in the living room and have more wine, OK?” She came off the bed and stood next to me. I felt between her ass cheeks, found several inches of carrot still out and gently pushed it up until it was hidden between her buns.taboo erotic stories“Now just sort of tighten up your ass muscles inside there and it’ll stay put and you can walk around or even sit on it. It feels good when you sit on it.” Coral nodded eagerly; we went back into the living room and sat next to each other on the couch. I poured some more wine for us; she was squirming a bit from side to side as she sat and I knew she was feeling that big baby work up in her ass. I grinned as I did the same thing. “Sure can tell that something big is up there, can’t you? I t old you you’d dig it!” “Oh brother… do I EVER dig it!” We polished off another half glass of wine apiece and I filled up our glasses again. The wine was really working on me now and it was sure having its effect on Coral; she was having a little trouble getting the glass to her mouth in a straight line. I dipped my finger in my wine and painted her hard nipples with the liquor, then bent over and licked and sucked them. She began stroking my cock. “I want you to shoot your ball juice, big brother” she whispered in my ear, “and I wanna feel my pussy cum too. Le’s go back inna bedroom.” “OK li’l sister and I’m gonna lick and suck your pussy” I said. “And I’m gonna fuck your ass while you fuck mine.” “An’ you’re gonna shoot your big load of jism IN MY MOUTH because I’m gonna suck your big cock until you do! I’m drunk an’ I wanna swallow all that good juice that comes from your hot balls and shoots outta your pecker! I been wanting to do that for a long time. And I’m gonna fuck you in the ass with that big carrot while you suck my cunt and fuck ME in the ass with MY big carrot! C’mon… l’es go!” Drunk though I was I knew the dirty talk meant she was ready for both of us to work up to a cum now and I too was all set to get down to business. She’d never sucked me off completely before and I knew she really wanted to take my cum in her mouth. We staggered up and weaved our way into the bedroom. I lay on my back, legs wide, and she climbed on top of me in the 69 position. I started licking her pussy and slowly ass fucking her at the same time. I tongued her clit wildly as she pumped my carrot in and out and took my cock deep in her mouth. With my free hand I played with her nipples. Her cunt started to move jerkily against my mouth; she stopped sucking my dick and began pumping it. I could tell she was close to orgasm; I wasn’t far from it either. “Oh Sluggy, baby, my balls are almost ready to pump up my load, you suck cock so GOOD, honey! Gimme that carrot up the ass, ahhh… that’s SO GOOD! I’m gonna shoot off in a minute!” “Suck my pussy, big brother, gimme that tongue up there! Suck my cunt; suck, SUCK! Gimme that carrot! Oh, I wish it was a cock! Oh shit, fuck, piss, cunt, cock up my ass I LOVE it I can’t STAND it it feels so GOOD! Now, shoot your jism, I WANT IT! I wanna swallow it, every last spurt, make it a BIG one, give it to me BIG BROTHER! SHOOT YOUR BIG LOAD OF CREAMY BALL JUICE! Unhm, ungh…” She wrapped her lips around my cock, head bobbing up and down while grinding her cunt into my mouth. By now we were pumping the carrots in and out fast and I could feel the shiver in her hips which told me she was starting to cum. My own climax welled up at the same time; I could feel it starting to surge up through me. Her sucking sounds got louder now and her mouth action slowed but she took more of my cock in. I knew I was pumping up a really big load of jism, I could feel each spurt make my cock quiver with its intensity. She gulped it down as fast as it squirted out of me. Her hip motion began slowing down and her pussy suddenly got very wet and juicy. Another thirty seconds or so and we were both completely spent; not a drop left in either of us. She released my prick with a final lick and slurp and rolled off of me with a shuddering sigh. “OH… that was so GOOD! I swallowed it all and it tasted so GOOD! I knew I’d love it cumming in my mouth! And, boyoboy! Did I ever get my pussy off! You sure can suck a pussy, big brother!” She smiled and shut her eyes briefly. I reached over and stroked her wet slit. “And you sure can suck a cock, li’l sister! I swear, you drained every drop of my load!” I sat up. “Now I’ll show you what we do with the carrots.” I went into the living room and found a page from yesterday’s newspaper and took it back in the bedroom, spreading it out on the floor next to the bed. I helped her out of the bed. “Now do just like I do” I said and squatted over the paper; she did the same. “OK, now squeeze out the carrot, just like you’re going potty” I said. Out came our carrots; I wrapped them in the paper and took the package into the kitchen where I tossed it into the trash. I returned to the bedroom only to find Coral sound asleep! Well, I thought, we’d had a hell of a lot of wine and a pretty strenuous session too. I headed for my own bedroom feeling pretty tired but happy that little sister and big brother could indeed have a great time together when all by ourselves in the house. There were indeed numerous other good times that we had after this one. The final one was when she was 18 and it was Coral and me and my then current girlfriend who DID have those huge tits that turned her on at age xxx! But that’s another story; maybe I’ll write about it sometime. After that I went on the road and so did Coral (she became a professional skater) and we both got married and had kids and so on. But to this day we remember the fun we had together over that 5 year period. We don ‘t talk much about it but when we do we smile contentedly; these are among our most precious memories.

My wife is a gorgeous woman. At 40 only two things mar her petite little body. Stretch marks on her…

My world was turned upside down. Grandma and Grandpa were here for the week, and I had to stay at home to spend quality time with them. It’s tough when you’re 15 to take time out from your busy and important teenage duties. My parents decided to take a couple of days off just for them and head to the beach. Grandma and Grandpa were left in charge. I had noticed something different about Grandpa when he was down to visit when I was 11. We had been playing a game of cards at the card table and from time to time he would rub my knee under the table. Then, one of those times his hand slid up my inner thigh and came so very close to my cunny. I felt an uncomfortable tingling. On this visit I got home after they had already arrived. I walked into my bedroom as he was coming out of my bathroom. He said for me to give my grandpa a big hug. He was taller and much bigger than me, so I had to reach up to put my arms around him. He stood up a little and kept my body pushed in to his. As he did this, he rubbed my bottom and squeezed it. Was this a normal greeting? Still, this was my grandpa, of course there was nothing strange going on. The Friday night my parents were gone changed my perspective forever. I had come home late to find that there were no cars in the driveway. Finally some time to myself! I went to my bedroom and shut the door and tuned out to the radio. 15 minutes later I heard a knock at my door. I turned down the radio and said come in. Who was still here, I wondered? The door slowly opened to reveal Grandpa. Oh great! He and I alone in the house. He told me that Grandma had taken the younger kids out for pizza and a movie. Since I did not get home in time he said he would wait here for me. Hmm, How very responsible of him . . . or maybe there was something else to it. He sat down on a big chair I had in my room and asked me about the teenage life, friends and school and stuff. Then, he said that while we were speaking of school, the school had called and said they were concerned that I may have been skipping one day last week. Oh, man! I didn’t think I’d get busted for that. Well, at least they called Grandpa. I should be able to weasel my way out of it. Right then he said he would not tell my folks but he wanted to know honestly if I was guilty or not. Not fearing retaliation, I admitted my folly. He said he would stick to his promise not to tell, but that he would have to take care of this himself. My stomach began to stir. Wait a minute! What is that supposed to mean?! He told me to wait there. I waited in nervous anticipation. When he came back in the room he was holding a large pingpong paddle. “No, no”, was all that I could say. He repeated to me that he would take care of it and no one else needed to know about it. I knew even a paddling from him would be better than the prison camp state that would await me if he told. I lowered my eyes and hung my head communicating to him my compliance. He told me to come and stand before him facing away. I did so. he was sitting in the easy chair and I was standing with my bottom facing him. He told me to lower my jeans to the floor and step out of them. As I did what he requested, all I could think was that this can’t really be happening. After I became pantyless, he told me to bend over, reach out and place my hands on the desk that was quite a stretch in front of me. I strained to do so. “I bet all the boys tell you what a nice ass you have.” Within an instant his hands were all over my ass, massaging and rubbing my young cheeks. I could hear his labored breathing. Then, SWACK! Ooh, it hurt! SWACK! SWACK! “Oh, baby! I like how your sweet ass bounces and jiggles!” He rubbed my ass more, grabbing up handfuls in lustful delight. He sounded like he was about to pass out. He pulled away from me again and SWACK! SWACK! SWACK!pornIs he going to spank me until they come home? That could be hours. It was then I thought, I might as well have a little fun myself. I’m driving this old man crazy! “Grandpa, please, please let me have a break,” I begged. He allowed it and I stood up rubbing my bruised bottom. It hurt more than I thought it would. “It’s so hot in here!” I turned around and stood right in front of him in my T-shirt and lacy panties. I watched his eyes go straight to my crotch. I stood there acting like I didn’t notice. As his eyes soaked me in, I reached up and snatched off my T-shirt in an instant! I wasn’t wearing a bra and my young, bountiful tits leaped out into the thin air and lightly bounced there in front of his shocked vision. “Honey, they are beautiful! Walk over here for Grandpa.” I slowly approached him until his groping hands met my tantalizing, swollen tits. I have never been and probably never will be felt up like that again! He exhibited such a thoroughness with zeal and passion. My nipples perked up and stood at his beckoning attention! I didn’t know my nipples could get so hard and maintain their constant erection! My panties were being soaked as I stood there taking in his elderly worship of my youthful, engorged melons. When I couldn’t take it anymore, I reminded Grandpa of my spanking and how it must be finished. I assumed the position – bent over with my ass facing him, legs straight, and arms outstretched in front of me just gripping the desk. “Wait! Don’t start yet!” I said. I reached back and pulled down my wet panties, taking them completely off with one swift movement. There I was bent over in front of him completely naked. I knew it was his wet dream come to life. As I thought about him staring at my beautiful, young, erotic body my juices started to flow more swiftly. Staying in position, I spread my stance so that he could take in even more of my pouty sex. I could feel his stare invading my most private, tender sanctums. “Touch me! Touch me! Touch me!,” I cried to myself. SMACK! was all I heard. And then the stinging! “OW! Grandpa, that hurt!” SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! He rained down his best on my glowing red ass! “Tell me you like it.” he said. I was at the verge of tears. “I-i-i-i-i l-i-i-i-ike i-i-i-t, grandpa.” “That’s a good girl. You are a good girl, aren’t you? Bad girls are big teases, but I know you are my good girl.” SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! And then silence, and all I could feel was the warmth of my well-spanked behind. Then, his hands were on the small on my back as he guided me toward the desk I was balancing myself on. He kept me bent over and soon the upper half of my body was lying face down on the desk. My tits were pressed down into the smooth, cool wood just by the sheer weight of my chest. He stood over me and massaged my lower back and tenderly rubbed my ass cheeks and upper thighs. “How’s my good girl now?” “Better, grandpa.” “Are you my good girl or you a bad girl?” He said as his large rough hands gently pulled my ass cheeks apart. “I-i -i-i-‘m y-y-our g-g-ood girl.” Before I could finish speaking, I felt his tongue licking up and down my exposed crack. He lightly flitted about my tense anus with tickling wisps. I could not relax to let him in. “Oh no. My good girl is so tight.” He dipped his finger down between my wet pussy lips and soaked his finger, Then he lubricated my anus with it and slowly pushed his way inside of me. He fingered me deep and rhythmically. I found myself rocking on the desk, rubbing my clit against the grain and thrusting back on his finger. “That’s a good girl!” I think he could tell that I was ready to explode because he stopped and withdrew from me. “Okay, now honey, follow my instructions very carefully. . . . slowly roll over and scoot back on the desk.” He stood back and watched me obey. Here I thought I would give the old man a thrill, and now I was totally obedient to him. I lay there, naked, feeling the slickness of the desk under me, now that my juices were everywhere. I looked up at him standing over me. His gaze was covering me from head to toe, I felt so young and helpless. He was so large standing over my vulnerable state. He stared at me without touching me until my sex ached and I had become too uncomfortable. He could tell I was squirming under this perpetual anticipation. “Do you want me to touch your body, honey?” I nodded yes. “Tell me. Tell your grandpa.” “P-p-p-please t-t-t-t-touch me, grandpa.” I was wondering if I was sounding like a little child. He bent over me and scooped up my waiting tits. He took them one by one as much as he could into his mouth. His tongue flickered at my nipples erecting them back to their rock hard state. My body writhed about uncontrollably on the desk. He did not divert his attention at all from my swelling titties when he said, “Spread your legs, honey, and bring your knees up toward the ceiling”. I did so without even thinking about it. He reached around and squeezed my still warm pinkish ass. I moaned and wiggled. He stood up straight and walked over to the end of the desk, so that he was staring right at my opened pussy. I was spread towards him and my cunt was visibly dripping its lust lotion. “You are doing very well, sweetheart.” He delicately pinched each of my pussy lips and spread them far apart until I felt the ecstatic limits of their stretching. “What a sweet, pink pussy hole you have. I bet all the little boys you date want to play with it.” He pushed the first digit of his thick finger inside of me. I rolled and rolled on it without choice. “Do you want grandpa all the way in?” “Y-y-y-yes, p-p-p-please, sir.” He slid it in smoothly until his knuckle disappeared inside of me. I rocked on him like crazy, moaning and crying out like a fool. All my dignity went out the window when he eased it back and forth in my begging chamber. All of a sudden, he withdrew and I audibly gasped! He straightened my legs out and spread my thighs apart as far as was comfortably possible. “Close your eyes, honey.” I froze there with my eyes tightly shut.porn and erotic storyA moment passed and then I felt him there, his tongue licking between my lips, sliding in and out of me, sucking on my enlarged clit. The rhythm, up and down – I was moving with him. He slid a finger up my ass and then another one up my pussy – with the other hand he began to roughly grope my tits and the whole time he sucked and flicked at my clit with his hungry tongue. I couldn’t take it anymore – his fingers thrusting with the same motion inside of me! His lapping tongue on my clit. I began screaming wildly – “Oh! oh! oh! oh! o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-h!” He squeezed my nipple hard when I came, and drove his fingers deep and powerfully inside me. He just let me lay there pulsing on him, until I calmed down completely. Then, he got up, walked around to my head and kissed me lightly on the forward. “That’s my good girl.” He walked out of the room. I did see him until late when everyone got back. He acted as if nothing had happened, but before they left to go home, he did give me a pinch on the ass when no one was looking. I gave him a hug good-bye in front of everyone, and I felt all anxious inside when he said, “Now that’s my good girl!”

Jackie extended her head out the window of her apartment on the Parisian left bank and allowed he long auburn hair to dry naturally in the gentle breeze. Mom and Dad were right when they suggested that after she finished her bachelor’s degree in elementary teaching that she should go to Paris for the summer to unwind. Being a tall, 5’10” red head with a beautiful shimmering complexion didn’t hurt. Although her mouth was a little wide, when she smiled her crimson lips drove men to distraction. Café life was one of Jackie’s favorite pass times. She loved the strong café and vin rouge and the fact that the waiters did not annoy you. One of her favorite spots was a café on the corner near the Boulevard St. Michel where she could watch the lovers kissing in front the streaming fountain. There were times when lovers would kiss even in a downpour of the frequent Paris rains. Today was going to be quite an adventure for Jackie and she had no forewarning of it. As she sat at her usual table in the café she noticed that all the other tables were occupied. A swarthy mature gentleman approached her table and said, “Do you mind if I sit at your table? You seem to have an extra chair and I really don’t like to stand and drink my espresso. Besides it always enjoyable to have a conversation with a lovely young American.” “Is it so obvious that I am an American? How did you know? “I suppose it’s the way you sit so provocatively in you chair and expose just enough to get a man’s attention.” The dark man replied. Jackie could not help noticing the large bulge in his pants. So she nodded agreement and he sat down with her. His cologne was faint but breath taking. Jackie moved her chair closer to him so that she could observe him more closely. Her eyes drawn to the lump in his trousers and she dreamily though of all the beautiful cocks she had seen in her young life. When she and twin brother Billy were growing up she was the victim of real penis envy every time they bathed together. One day when mom was out of the bathroom for a few minutes she grabbed Billy’s pee pee to teach him a lesson. Billy immediately became hard and almost jumped out of his skin. However, Jackie inadvertently began rubbing his cock that grew and grew before her. Before, they knew what happened, Billy shot some white cream right into Jackie’s face and mouth. It was like tasting ambrosia for the first time. Jackie could not believe how good it tasted and bent over to lick up the few drops hanging to the head of Billy’s cock. Immediately, Billy’s cock hardened and Jackie began to suck on it with all her might. At that age when cum is so often and enjoyable, Billy in a few minutes filled Jackie’s mouth once again. The feel of the cum in her mouth and sliding down her throat set Jackie on fire and it was then that she deep throated Billy for the first time. After that Mom had no trouble getting Billy and Jackie to take their evening bath together. Like all children Billy and Jackie wondered if they were doing something bad. Jackie was a natural born snoop and there fore, kept a close eye on the activities of her parents. She noticed that some nights after she and Billy had gone to bed there were sounds coming from Mom and Dad’s bedroom that seemed very strange. Mom was often to be heard moaning and there was also the sound of the squeaking springs of the bed. Mom and Dad were not very careful about closing the bedroom. So one night after they had all gone to bed, Billy and Jackie sneaked into the parent’s room undetected. The room was very dark but as they waited their eyes adjusted and they could make out their mother and father. Mom was sitting on the bed and was unbuttoning Dad’s pajamas. Plop out flopped Dad’s pee pee and was it large! Billy’s was still very small in comparison. In an instant Mom had Dad’s long hard cock in her mouth and her head was bobbing back and forth rapidly. Finally, Mom got so excited that she swallowed Dad’s entire cock and licked his balls. Jackie thought Daddy must surely have cum by now but to her surprise he removed his enormous cock from Mom’s mouth and shoved it between her legs. Mom’s legs were spread as far as they could go and Dad’s cock was in her pee pee up to his balls. It was now that Mom began moaning and groaning as Dad pumped his cock deep and hard into her. While Mom and Dad were really getting into a hot fuck, Billy’s cock was being sucked voraciously by Jackie determined to keep pace with her Mom. However, when Mom lay back and allowed Dad to start fucking her cunt, Jackie became confused. Billy being a bright boy slowly pushed Jackie back and she lay on her back with her virginal pussy open for the world to see and Billy’s little cock. In a twinkling Billy was on top of Jackie and was trying to shove his cock into her like Dad was doing to Mom. Jackie was very tight and as Billy pushed he did not get very far. Then it happened Billy stiffened up and shot his load right on to the outer lips of Jackie’s vagina. Billy was so excited that his cock almost immediately hardened again. Now when he tried to push his cock into Jackie, his cum helped to lubricate her and it was almost immediately was in all the way, At first, Billy’s cock was too big and her pussy was too tight, but with his constant pressure something seemed to give way and Jackie felt herself filling up with Billy’s cock. A little pain made the experience a little uncomfortable but then something seemed to tear. Billy’s next several strokes were irritating but then Jackie’s senses took over and she began to enjoy the first real fuck of her life. Billy pummeled his sister’s cunt until he came again, while she orgasmed for the first time. Softening up, Billy wanted to pull out his cock but Jackie whimpered in his ear to let it be where it was because it felt so good. Billy and Jackie then turned their eyes on their parents who were fucking with wild abandon. Dad’s back arched and Mom thrust her cunt up towards him as a gusher of cum flooded her pussy. To the kid’s amazement, Dad immediately slid down and licked his own cum from Mom’s throbbing pussy. At the sight of this Jackie spread her legs and without any urging Billy went to town. Mom and Jackie experienced their orgasms concurrently and screamed into their pillows. Billy and Jackie then crept out of their parent’s bedroom on their hands and knees and fell worn out into their beds. “Do you think they were wise to our little charade?” asked Mom. “I don’t think it even occurred to them. You know how kids are at their age, thinking they know it all. However, since you saw Jackie sucking Billy’s cock in the bath tub, I believe we did the right thing by letting them watch two experienced lovers do it the right way. As Jackie grew older she saw her parents naked many times, especially after they joined a naturalist club in New Jersey. Sometimes, these clubs were really places where swingers congregated. One never knew what you might see in and around the pool after the sun went down. Many a male dived in the pool, only to come up with a pair of warm lips wrapped around his dick. This was another type of school for Jackie. When Jackie enrolled at Slippery Rock University, she was no virgin, but she was incomplete in some way. Looking for something new in her life, Jackie who was not very athletic, decided to become a student manager for the football team. One of her many duties was to make sure that each player had access to towels fort the after game shower. About the third game into the season, Jackie went to locker room to begin the process of cleaning up after the players had left. Upon entering thew locker room Jackie went immediately to work as she listened to her walkman. Due to this she did not hear the water running in the shower. Some of the towels were heaped in a pile in the far end of the room and Jackie proceeded their and bent down to gather them together. Jackie did not here the shower being turned off, but to her great surprise saw a great black stud of a man come out and go to his locker. She could not believe her eyes. Mon, Dieu. What was that huge wand between his legs? It was her first glance of a black man’s large black cock. Hanging there flaccid it looked enormous. This black piece of meat made Billy and Dad look like midgets. Scooting down, she watched as the black man dried himself eventually coming to his groin. Using his large hand he grabbed his beautiful ebony prick and began to slowly stroke it. To her amazement, Jackie saw his cock get hard and then even larger than it was before. He left go of his throbbing cock and it began to jump up and down in front of him. Gasping at the sight of this masturbating giant, she slipped and knocked over the bench in front of her. The black behemoth quickly turned and saw her and laughed. Holding his gigantic ebony cock in his hand, he approached her smiling all the way. “Down on your knees, bitch! I’ll show you what you get for spying on me!” With this he pushed Jackie to her knees and shoved his black sword into her mouth. It was a good thing that Jackie always had a wide mouth and could at least engulf the whole of his prick’s head. Although, she gagged, she loved the idea of having his hard dark meat for a meal. He wasn’t satisfied with just the head being in her mouth. “Deep throat me, you red haired whore! I wanna feel my cock in you throat! I want you to lick my balls the hard way!” “Glub, Glub,” said Jackie as she strained to take more and more cock in to her mouth and throat. Almost the whole rampant monster was in her, when he left go with an enormous load of cum. The added lubrication of his cum allowed his cock to go the rest of the way down her gagging throat! “Well, Honey, how do you like sucking a black man’s big prick?” “It’s the most beautiful cock I have ever seen. May I hold it and look at it more closely?”porn sex imageSurprised by her response he presented his now limp prick for her inspection. Taking the black monster in her hands, Jackie began to look at it from all angles. Truly a work of art, she finally had before her that for which she had been longing. This thick black piece of ebony needed to be put in its sheath between her creamy white legs. Reaching down Jackie took his balls in her hands and lifted them up to her mouth and began to lick and suck them. His cock immediately sprung up almost knocking out her eye. “What do you want, Baby? Would you like Big Daddy to slam dunk his big black snake into your little white cunt?” “Oh, Big Daddy, it’s all I ever dreamed of. A cock as big as yours might finally fill me all the way. I’ll bend over and you drive it home!” With this plea he stabbed his cum soaked cock deep into her waiting pussy. Once again it started slow, but to his amazement her sloppy pussy took in every bit of his 11 inches. With this encouragement he began to pound her ass for all he was worth. “Fuck me you Black bastard. I want it all! Rip me apart inside. Harder, harder, don’t be a pussy!” This encouraged Big Daddy enough that he practically drove Jackie up against the wall. She could feel every vein in his bursting black cock and the big head deep inside the hot vagina. Finally, the release came and both orgasmed at the same time. A beautiful sight it was with them lying among the towels on the floor. The beautiful, lone legged, white skinned red head with the large black cock in her pussy while the muscle on Big Daddy’s back rippled. After this Big Daddy introduced her to many of his fellow Afro Americans on campus, but Jackie would only fuck the ones with really huge black cocks. Although, her parents did not know it, Jackie wanted some relief from all her college fucking and that’s why she wanted to go to Paris. However, Jackie still did not satisfy all her needs. She was still looking for a cock big enough to satisfy her. This takes us to the day when Jackie shared her table with the dark stranger in an outside café on the Boulevard St. Michel in Paris. After a small espresso, Bernard asked Jackie if he could buy her a glass of wine to brighten up her day. However, after several glasses, Jackie was feeling warm and friendly and was squeaking peeks at the large bulge in Bernard’s trousers. Before long the shadows of dust were getting longer in their trips across the Boulevard St. Michel. Jackie was famished but was transfixed by Bernard’s presence. “Jackie, would you care to join me for supper in a small private club I belong to here in the Latin Quarter?” Bernard asked with flashing eyes. “I am very, very hungry, but I cannot eat all the French delicacies. Snail, for example, leave me cold. Are there other entrees that are more like American selections?” “You can have whatever you want at this restaurant and club. If you don’t like anything we can always send out to a nearby restaurant.” “I cannot refuse your offer. Your eyes tell me that you are someone I can trust. Let’s go. Bye the way what is the name of the club?” “The Underground Riding Club is its name and when we get there you will soon see why.” They walked several blocks towards Notre Dame and turned down onto the Rue de la Chat Qui Peche. This street is filled with inexpensive Greek restaurants with waiters outside inviting potential customers inside. In the middle of the first block, Bernnard led Jackie to a stair that led down to an unmarked red door. He knocked on the door and as if they were back in the prohibition era a small peek hole opened. Bernard showed a small card and they were immediately admitted. The lights in the club were subdued. Jackie and Bernard were guided to their table by a young woman wearing a leather mini and nothing else. It took Jackie’s breath away to see such a perfectly shaped beauty and she believed that she noticed a small but definite movement of Bernard’s bulge. They sat inside a cozy loge a deep red velvet plush sofa. Each booth had curtains that could be drawn to give complete privacy. There was a small table before them where their food and drinks would be served. “Will you trust me to order for you?” Asked Bernard. “Nothing too hot or creepy, if you please. But go ahead and order,” she smiled. Bernard whispered into the garcon’s ear and he disappeared in the gloom of the club only to return with a plate of the daintiest sandwiches Jackie had ever seen. After a few finger sandwiches and of course some more wine, Jackie began to look around the club. There was a center stage with red velvet ropes cordoning it off from the audience. At this time it was bathed in a very subdued light. Around the stage were perhaps twenty-five booths similar to the one in which Bernard and Jackie were sitting. While they ate Jackie became more relaxed with a warm sensual glow drifting over her body. She felt like reaching out and releasing Bernard’s monster from it lair. However, Bernard was just a new acquaintance and Jackie did not know how he would respond. Bernard could not resist any more. His dark skinned hand was now delicately massaging Jackie’s thigh. Reacting to his overture, Jackie soon had her hand on his crotch and could feel the incredible cock inside. His cock felt larger than any of her black jocks and that was saying something. Getting ready to unzip his pants, Bernard told Jackie to wait because the show was about to begin. Jackie had not noticed but almost all the booths were filled and the lights on the stage were being raised. Hearing a noise to her left she looked and saw a rather large door being open. Out stepped a petite woman and a rather tall rustic looking woman with a riding crop. They went to the center of the stage and spread some hay on the floor in preparation for some entertainment. A horse now whinnied from off stage and the larger woman went back through the door. She then led the horse out onto the stage and began to lead him around so everyone could see for themselves that he was indeed a stallion. She then blindfolded the stallion to prevent anything from scaring him Jackie could see several cameras on tripods set around the stage in the booths. Now the petite performer approached the stallion and reached under his belly. “Oh, my God, what is she going to do, Bernard? ” Reacted Jackie. Bernard winked and nodded toward the stage so that Jackie did not miss the performance. The stallion had a large cock before being excited but as the woman stroked it the length just grew and grew. It must have been at least two feet long and was bobbing up and down. Le petite femme soon had slipped back the stallion to reveal a long cherry red head to the black cock. She now tried to get as much of the stallion’s cock as she could into her luscious mouth. While, she could not surround much of it with her lips the stallion obviously liked what was being performed on him.forced rape sex storiesJackie could wait no longer and had Bernard’s rock hard prick out of this trousers and had her two hands wrapped around it. It was still larger than her grasp, which surprised and excited her. By this time Bernard was slipping his whole hand into her self lubricated pussy. It occurred to Jackie that the other guests might be watching them so she looked around the other booths. To her relief they were all looking intently looking at the stage in all kinds of sexual activities. On the stage the petite femme had slid under the stallion and was arching her back so that her hairless cunt was getting nearer and nearer to the stallion’s enormous cock. His cock had seemed to grow even more since Jackie had last looked. Obviously, this was a job for more than one and the gran femme was helping to guide the big black monster into the waiting pussy slick and wet from its own excretions. While transfixed on this scene hardly noticed as Bernard lifted her on to his bulging lap. When he placed the enormous purple head of his cock against her steamy vagina she did become interested. To his great surprise and delight his cock began to slide easily into her large pussy. Little did he know that Jackie had fucked some of the largest black cocks on the college football team. Nor did he know that Jackie had a hidden urge for even larger cocks. The head of Bernard’s cock slid slowly into the dark sweet pink interior of Jackie’s cunt stretching it as it progressed. Jackie felt the huge tool impaling her and moved up and down on the monster all the time getting further and further down on his crotch. Bernard could not believe Jackie’s abandon and his mind swam as his felt her cunt accept the last inch of his bursting cock. As she began to really ride up and down on Bernard’s prick she was gazing at the stage where la petite femme was getting some of the stallion’s red tipped cock into her well stretched pussy. The gran femme guide the stallion’s cock and made sure his did not hurt inadvertently la petite femme. She now climaxed in a drug like rush and the stallion stiffened up and began to shoot an enormous load of cum all over the women’s bodies. The two femmes began to lick up the expended cum from the stallion’s shrinking dick and from each other’s bodies. By this time she was crazy with sensual desire and was literally pumping Bernard’s cock into her cunt with all her might. Bernard would never forget the sensations of Jackie’s cunt engulfing the entire length of his long hard cock time after time as she bounced up and down in his lap. Jackie’s eyes were closed and she was staining more and more to relieve Bernard of his cum. The he stiffened and she knew the end was near and as she felt his huge wad of cum spraying into he waiting vagina, she turned around and took his cum shooting cock into her mouth. While, his cock was beginning to shrink, Jackie sucked all that was left down her throat and drained him dry of his cum. After she recovered from this sexual, she dimly heard applause from all the booths. Looking up from Bernard’s lap she saw that everyone was looking at them and clapping. This recognition made her feel giddy and at the same time happy. Not till this moment did Jackie realize that she enjoyed performing sexually in public. Perhaps she was aware the whole time that she was being watched. It did not matter to her anymore she loved the adulation. The stage was now bare and the performers had gone much to Jackie’s disappointment. “Is it over for tonight? I’d love to see them perform again!” Wished Jackie. “No, there is usually another performance, but tonight the petite femme has another engagement.” A devious dirty little idea formed in Jackie’s mind. “Could I take her place, Bernard? I love the size of the horse’s big cock and would love to suck and fuck it!” This statement really blew Bernard away. “Well, let me see what can be arranged, Jackie. You certainly are a big surprise. Perhaps, you would prefer to be masked.” “Yes, Bernard, that would make it even more daring.” When he returned he led Jackie to the dressing rooms where she donned a loose fitting robe and long red boots. The mask she put on was mostly red sequins and feathers. All the accessories went well with her fragrant unshaven red pussy. After a few moments discussion with the gram femme, she was led to the stage by Bernard. La gran femme followed with a pony much to Jackie’s disappointment. However, when Jackie looked between the pony’s legs she observed a cock almost the equal of the stallion’s. With a squeal of delight she immediately went under the pony and began to rub and suck his distended price. She may have been going tot fast as it was hard to keep him in place. When the pony’s prick was hard and ready for a good fuck Jackie whose cunt was a slippery as an eel opened up to receive it. Unlike her predecessor on the stage she did get the complete head into her snatch. It went in deeper and deeper until it could go not further. In fact, she had the entire length of the pony’s black cock in her pussy. She felt like she was going to cough up his balls. Then finally another sensation hit her from behind. Bernard had slipped behind her and began to drive his cock into her tight asshole. Painful at first Jackie was soon driving her ass hole harder and harder on Bernard cock while her pussy was taking deep thrusts from the pony. The pony came before Bernard and quick as a wink Jackie had the pony’s cock in her mouth sucking with all her might. The cum had a wild sweet taste. Different from a man’s but incredibly intoxicating in its own perverted way. As she sucked the last drop from the pony’s still rampant cock, she could tell that Bernard was having a real good time in her ass. He was driving her like a pile driver. Obviously, Jackie had never had such a large cock in her ass before and it was tearing her apart. But the combination of the pain and pleasure had her screaming at the tip of her lungs with tears flowing freely from her soft blue eyes. As he began to cum in her as she pulled his cock out with a pop, swung around and began to suck the shit stained cock of all its love juice once more to the standing ovation of the awe struck audience. Early in the morning Bernard escorted Jackie to her apartment leaving her at the door with the understanding her would return. Bernard was part owner in the club and through his offices Jackie was allowed to fuck the horse and pony on the stage in front everyone usually once or twice a week that summer. Eventually she actually almost got the stallion’s entire cock into her cunt.

In a house with eight kids it’s hard to find time alone. Heck, it’s impossible. It’s hard enough just to avoid being in a real crowd. So it was kind of a treat to have only my sister Elizabeth in the room with me when we were watching this old movie on TV. Oh, I should introduce myself. My name is Tommy Bradford. I’m 18, and, like I said, I’m one of eight kids. And Elizabeth’s one of my sisters — I’d say one of my older sisters, but they’re all older than me. I’m the baby of the family except for Nicholas, and he doesn’t count because he’s just 17. Anyway, Elizabeth’s just a year older than me, and for a lot of years we were the tail end of the family, so we’re used to spending time together. I mean, we argue and stuff like regular brothers and sisters, but we’re also used to confiding in each other and asking for advice. I never paid too much attention to what she looked like — heck, she was my sister, right? But some of the older guys in school asked me about her a few times, so I tried to figure out what they saw in her. She doesn’t look too bad, for a sister, I mean. She dresses OK, and she’s not real thin or real fat — although she’s always saying she could stand to lose a few pounds. And a couple of the guys who asked about her said they really like her hair — it’s long, almost to her waist. And she smiles a lot. So, anyway, like I was saying, it was Elizabeth and me alone in the house, watching TV. Most of the other kids were out doing one thing or another, and Mom and Dad and Nicholas were over at one of our relatives. Elizabeth and me would have had to go to, but we’d been out that morning — me working on a school project with some of my buddies, Elizabeth doing something with her friends. So we lucked out and Nicholas got stuck going alone. So we’re watching TV, right? And we couldn’t agree on what to watch, so we flipped a coin to see who could pick first. I lost, and Elizabeth picked this old movIe. I said that wasn’t fair because the thing was gonna be on for like two hours, and by then somebody else might have come home, or even Mom and Dad, and I wouldn’t get my chance. But she just giggled and said she’d won fair and square. Which was true, so I gave up. I could’ve just gone to my room or something, but the movie didn’t look too bad when it started — some guy walked into a dark alley and got blown away in the first five minutes — so I watched with her. It turned out that nobody else got killed in the whole movie, or even beaten up. And the cop investigating the murder fell in love with this woman he talked to, the victim’s sister. So I was starting to lose interest. But then the cop and the woman are about to say good night, and he kissed her. I mean, he kissed her good. I leaned forward and I might have even scooted forward on the couch a little. It used to be, just a couple of years ago, I would have thought that stuff was junk. But I’ll admit I’m interested in some of the girls at school. Only I wasn’t sure what to do. I’d never kissed a girl — not a real one, anyway, just Mom and aunts and stuff. So I’m watching real careful to see just what the cop does — like, does he open his mouth? And do you aim right for the center of her mouth, or off to the side, or what? I must have been really into it, because when I felt a touch on my shoulder I jumped up and almost fell onto the coffee table. And Elizabeth started laughing so hard I thought she’d pee in her pants. Anyway, once I calmed down and she stopped laughing, she started teasing me about paying so much attention to the kissing. And I guess I blushed. “Tommy! Don’t tell me you’ve never kissed a girl.” I just hung my head down. I was ashamed to look at her. I guess she must have seen how I felt, because the teasing left her voice. “No, really?” she goes. “Oh, Tommy, I’m sorry I made fun of you. I just thought — really?” I told her I’d thought about it some times, but I just didn’t know how to do it — you know what I mean. She giggled, and I must have blushed again. I was feeling pretty dumb. Then she apologized again, and she put her arm around me. “Look,” she said, “if you really want to know how to kiss, how about if — well, if you practiced on me? I promise I won’t tell anyone.” I wasn’t sure, but then I thought about how it would probably be easier to get over having done something dumb with Elizabeth than with some girl from school. Heck, I’d done lots of dumb stuff that she knew about. What more could this hurt? So I asked her what I was supposed to do. She smiled. She’s got cute dimples when she does that. “Well, uh, I guess you should put your arms around me,” she said, so I did. Elizabeth felt softer than most of my aunts. “Now just kiss me,” she said. “You know how. C’mon, you’ve kissed Mom.” So I put my lips out a little and aimed for her cheek, but she turned her head at the last second so I landed on her mouth. I pecked at it and sat back. She closed her eyes and smiled. I had a feeling she was laughing inside. “You said you wouldn’t make fun of me,” I said. I was a little angry. “It’s just,” she started to say, and then she stopped for a second. “You’re right, I said I wouldn’t. Look, maybe I should give you a few tips first. I’m no expert or anything, but try this. Don’t close your lips so tight. Leave a little opening. Go in slow. And, for heaven’s sake, don’t jump away like you got an electric shock. Take your time!” We tried again, and I did like she said. It was better, I could tell. Her lips pressed right against mine and we hugged each other and it felt pretty good. Elizabeth said it was better, too. She had me practice a little more until she was sure I had it right, then she said I was ready for any girl in the school. That’s when I started to ask a question, but I stopped. It was something I’d heard the other guys talking about, but it sounded kind of silly to me. But Elizabeth made me go ahead anyway. So I asked her, wasn’t there something you were supposed to do with your tongue? I figured she’d start laughing at how dumb I was, but she didn’t. She just smiled and raised her eyebrows. “Who told you about that?” she wanted to know. Just some guys, I said. Well, she said, it was true. So we hugged again, and she told me to kiss her like before and let her show me. This time when we pressed our lips together, she slipped her tongue between my lips and right into my mouth! For a second I thought it was gross, but I had to admit it did feel good. And then she said we should try again, and this time I should push my tongue against hers, too. So we did that. I didn’t realize it, but while we were kissing I had gotten a hard-on. If I’d known it I would’ve stopped right away, because I’d always been really embarrassed about that kind of stuff; I really hated it when Dad sat me down for the birds- and-bees talk. But I was concentrating on kissing, so I didn’t know. And Elizabeth and I kissed a few more times, slipping our tongues into each other’s mouths. I guess we were holding each other pretty tight, too. I remember I could feel the strap of her bra through the back of her blouse. And on the third or fourth kiss, instead of just backing away we kind of slid our faces sideways, and I was kissing her neck while she was kissing mine. It felt really good. When we sat back after that, Elizabeth’s face was a little red, and she seemed to be breathing funny. I felt a little odd myself, kind of hot inside. And then she looked down at my lap and her mouth fell open. I was wearing a pair of gray sweatpants, and there was a big, dark stain right in the middle of my crotch, right where there was a big bulge from my cock. Boy, was I embarrassed. Elizabeth said she thought we’d better stop there, that I’d had enough practice, and I agreed. That night, I had a dream about her. I don’t remember exactly what happened, but when I woke up I’d cum in my shorts. The next day was Sunday, and with one thing and another it was impossible to get Elizabeth alone, but I thought about her all day. Finally, after dinner, I was able to pull her aside and suggest we slip out the back door for a little while. I asked her if we could practice kissing again. I was afraid she’d still be upset about my having a hard-on the last time, but it turned out she’d been trying to find a way to ask me the same question. We figured we couldn’t stay out there in the dark too long before someone noticed we were missing, but we did kiss and hug a little. After that, we always were on the lookout for a chance to sneak a kiss. Like I said, in a family with eight kids there aren’t a lot of chances to be alone, so we didn’t get together nearly as often as I wanted. But each time we could, we’d sneak away, just the two of us. I remember one time, we were kissing and I had my hands around Elizabeth’s waist, and then I started rubbing her back. I wasn’t planning anything, really I wasn’t. But as my hands kept rubbing I slid along her side and touched her breast. Well, I touched her bra — and that through her blouse. But she didn’t jerk away or anything, she just kept kissing. After that I always tried to cop a feel whenever I could, even when we couldn’t get away — I’d just slip my hand around her when we were doing the dishes, or something, and no one else was watching. That went on for a couple of weeks, and then we were kissing and I was stroking her through her blouse and Elizabeth asked if I didn’t want to get closer. She pulled her blouse out of her jeans and I put my hand underneath. Her skin was really smooth and soft, and warm, too. I remember running my fingertips over her side and touching her bra cup. It was stiff and scratchy, and I didn’t think she could feel anything under it. But when I put my hand on it she moaned a little and stuck her tongue way inside my mouth. It was tough, with as little time as we had, to do much more. I let her put her hands inside my shirt, and she even stuck them down the back of my jeans once or twice and cupped my butt, which felt kinda weird. The fact is, by that time I wasn’t thinking about other girls, just being with my sister. That may not sound right, but I don’t think either one of us thought we were doing anything wrong. I mean, we were just kissing, after all. And with so little time we couldn’t even think about anything else. Finally, after like a month or two, we got another chance to be alone for more than a few minutes. It was a Saturday night, and we’d finished all our homework, so Mom and Dad let us stay up late watching TV — after everyone else had gone to bed. We were sitting next to each other on the couch, and Elizabeth put her arm around me and pulled me in close and we started kissing. We were really going at it hot and heavy, I guess. I pulled her blouse out of her pants and she rolled my T-shirt up to my armpits. I could feel my cock pressing hard against my jeans, but I was used to that by now. I don’t even know what the movie was about. We didn’t pay any attention. Mostly because we were kissing, of course, and then we were keeping one eye on the stairs to make sure no one woke up and found us down there. But then we started licking each other’s neck and stuff, and Elizabeth leaned back until she was on her back and I was on top of her. With her on her back like that, her bra was loose and without really knowing it I slipped my hand inside and got my first feel of a real live breast! This will sound dumb, but it wasn’t as hard as I thought it would be. I guess I didn’t realize that it was the bra that was so stiff, not what was underneath. I mean, I knew there weren’t any bones or anything there, but I just never thought it would feel so good. When I felt the little button at the tip of my sister’s breast, it all kind of hit me at once, what I was doing, and I pulled my hand out of there fast. But Elizabeth grabbed hold of my arm before I could pull it out from underneath her blouse. “You can do that,” she told me, and I didn’t need to be asked twice. So we kept on kissing, and I was fondling my sister’s tits. I guess it’s no surprise that my cock was as hard as a flagpole, especially since I was right on top of her. By that time she’d swung her legs up onto the couch and I was right in between them, holding myself off of her with one hand while the other was busy.xxx porn storiesWell, with my cock so hard, and me so lost in what we were doing, I just automatically started rubbing it against her. I mean, who wouldn’t, right? So Elizabeth, she says, “Hey, what are you doing?” And I asked her what she meant, and she said down there. And I got all embarrassed again, but she said it was all right. Then she asked me if it didn’t hurt, my jeans being so tight, and I said yeah, it did. “Well, why don’t you slide them down, then?” she said. I said I didn’t know if I should. She said I could do what I wanted, but she was gonna slide her pants down because she wanted to rub herself too. I didn’t know girls did that. I don’t think any of the guys in school knew, either, because none of them ever mentioned it. But Elizabeth said she sometimes played with herself after we got through kissing because I’d gotten her so hot. Well, I told her about having dreams about her, and how I’d done myself too. She said she thought that made her feel really sexy, and I told her I was getting pretty hot thinking about how I’d made her feel, too. So we both undid our pants and slipped them down around our ankles. Elizabeth had on a pair of shiny pink panties, really smooth. I was glad I just had on my white boxers, not any of the ones Mom had got me last Christmas, the ones with the polka dots or the race cars. We both laughed when we saw the matching stains on the fronts of her panties and my shorts. Anyway, she spread her legs apart a little and I got on top of her again, and I started rubbing against her. We started kissing again and stuff, too. I guess just rubbing isn’t enough for girls, because Elizabeth put her hand down there and stuck it inside her panties. I would’ve put my hand on my dick, too, but I didn’t have one free, ’cause I was feeling her up again. Since I couldn’t touch my cock, I wasn’t getting much satisfaction out of it, so I started rubbing harder. Next thing you know, I’m rubbing so hard that the head of my dick pokes right out the top of my shorts. I was hoping Elizabeth wouldn’t notice, and for a while she didn’t. She stopped kissing me and put her head to the side and just groaned softly and then all of a sudden she jerked back and forth a few times. I asked her if she was all right and she giggled. “I came,” she told me. “That’s what a girl’s orgasm is like. And that was a good one, too. How about you?” Before I could say anything, she started to pull her hand out of her panties and it brushed against the tip of my dick. I said I was sorry. “For what?” she said. And then she put her hand right on my cock! I thought I was gonna blow right then and there, it felt so good. Her fingers were real soft and kinda slippery — from fingering herself, I guess. I’d never felt anything like that before; it was way better than when I jacked myself off. But I was nervous, and I asked her if it was all right, us doing that, being brother and sister. She asked me if I didn’t like it. Of course, I had to say I did. Then she said that it wasn’t much different than just kissing, since we were just touching — and hadn’t I touched her breasts? Well, sure, I had, and that made sense to me. Besides, it felt too good with her hand rubbing along my shaft for me to ask her to stop. So she slid it up and down, slowly. When her fingers brushed over the sides of the helmet, I thought I would die. But after she’d rubbed a little longer it just felt right and pretty soon I felt something happening. I tried to warn her, but the cum just shot right out of me and splattered over her hand and onto her stomach. We kissed a little more and then I got up and got my clothes back and got her a towel from the kitchen to wipe herself off. By then the movie was over and we figured we’d better go up to bed. The next day we were eating breakfast with the rest of the family when Nicholas almost got us in big trouble. It turned out that while Elizabeth and me were really going at it, he’d gotten up and started to come downstairs to raid the fridge, and he saw me on top of her. When he started to tell Mom and Dad that he’d seen us on the couch, I was freaking. I snuck a peek at Elizabeth, and her face was white. What were we going to say? Luckily for us, it turned out Nicholas didn’t understand what he saw. He said we were fighting. Elizabeth cut him off real quick and said we were just having a pillow fight, and Mom told Nicholas not to be a snitch. Was I relieved! That evening, Elizabeth and me were careful to stay away from each other, but she did manage to slip me a note. It said that we should probably play it cool for a few days. I winked at her to show I agreed. The next few days were awful, not being able to hold her or kiss her or anything. I spent my nights jacking off in my bed, thinking about her. When we finally did manage to be alone, it was just for a few seconds, enough for a quick kiss; we didn’t even have time to talk. But as we split up again, Elizabeth whispered to me. “Write me a note,” she said. So I did. I wrote down how I thought about her all the time, and how I had dreams about her, and how I missed our kissing. I slipped it to her when we were all having dinner. The next day, she gave me a note back. It said she thought about me, too. That made me feel really terrific. And she said she couldn’t wait until we could be together again, which went double for me. But for the next couple of weeks, we didn’t get in a single kiss. We both agreed that after the Nicholas thing we should play it cool, at least as far as any late-night stuff. And we didn’t want anyone to notice us going off by ourselves all the time. As it turned out, though, that didn’t mean we couldn’t do anything. It started one night at dinner. This time Elizabeth and me were sitting next to each other. I was really in agony, having her so close that I could smell the flowery soap she used but not being able to touch her or anything. She had a white cotton blouse on and she’d left the top two buttons open, so when she bent over a little I could see her breasts hiding in her bra. I wanted to just yank open that blouse and grab hold of them. With all that going on in my head, it’s no wonder my cock was getting stiff. I didn’t think anyone would notice, with it under the table, but I think Elizabeth may have guessed. Anyway, I was taking a bite of spaghetti when I felt something on my crotch. I looked down right away and saw Elizabeth’s hand under the tablecloth. I felt her undoing my zipper. I looked around the table, and no one else seemed to noticing anything going on. It was tough to keep a straight face while my sister slid her hand into my pants and pulled my hard shaft out and starting jacking me off. My dad asked me to pass the butter and it took two or three tries before he got my attention. Elizabeth just giggled and kept on. When I felt myself about to cum I put my hand down there and pushed her away. No way was I gonna cum with my cock waving in the air like that, and get it all over my pants. As it was, I just got it stuffed back into my shorts when I exploded, and I had to wolf down the rest of my food and skip dessert so I could go clean myself up. After that, I wrote Elizabeth a note telling her it wasn’t fair that she could jack me off in front of everybody and I couldn’t get a hand on her breasts unless we were alone. She sent a note right back. “You’ll think of something,” it said. It was later that week that I finally figured out what she meant. In the meantime, she sent me another note saying she missed our sessions so much that she’d gotten a vibrator to help herself out. I didn’t know what that was at first, but when I sent a note back she drew me a picture. She said one of the girls at school ordered a bunch from some catalog. Elizabeth wrote that she kept hers in her locker at school, and when she did herself in the bathroom she would think about me. God, that made me get a hard-on just thinking about it. I told her so, and she wrote back that she’d prefer me to the vibrator any time. If found out what she meant that night. A bunch of us were watching TV, with me and Elizabeth and Nicholas all sitting together on the couch. She had on a sweatsuit, which made her look kind of lumpy — but I still remembered what was underneath. Anyway, she said she was cold and grabbed a blanket and threw it over her lap — and then she asked if I wasn’t a little chilled, too. I was too dumb to figure it out then, but luckily Nicholas, who was sitting on the other side of me, said he was — so Elizabeth spread the blanket over all our laps. In a little while she reached underneath the blanket and grabbed my hand and guided it over to her lap. When she tucked my hand under the waistband of her sweatpants I got the idea. My fingers brushed over a patch of hair, which I figured was like the one above my cock. And then I felt some folds of skin. They were already a little wet. I didn’t know where I was going, but Elizabeth guided me a little and pretty soon I had worked a couple of fingers into her hole and they got really slick from her juices. I wasn’t sure what to do then, but I started pushing my fingers in and out and I could hear Elizabeth’s breathing getting shallow so I figured I was on the right track. Once I started rubbing faster but Nicholas looked over when he felt the blanket shaking, so I had to slow down. It took awhile, but eventually Elizabeth kind of jerked a few times and then she pulled my hand away, letting me wipe it on the inside of her sweatpants first. So even though we couldn’t get away by ourselves, my sister and I did get a few chances to do each other — when we were with the rest of the family! It was so hot. Once we did get together for a few minutes when I ran into her at night in the hallway as we were both going to the bathroom. We figured that it was so late no one else would notice, so we snuck into the toilet together. The door was hardly closed before Elizabeth was all over me, pulling my cock out of my pajamas and planting her lips right on mine. And I was giving it back, too. I put my hand down her panties and stuck my tongue in her mouth. It felt so good to be with her again, without having to hide what we were doing. I was so hot for her I came right away, although I kept diddling her for a few minutes before she could cum. I told her how much I missed her, and Elizabeth said she felt exactly the same. Then she asked me if I really meant what I wrote in my notes, that I thought about her all the time, especially when I was jacking off. Sure, I said, all the time. Did I ever think about her being … naked?xxx pornYeah! Boy, did I. I told her I had been wondering what she looked like, especially ever since that night she put my hand inside her pants. Elizabeth smiled and said would I like to find out for real? I thought she was gonna strip right then, but she said we should go back to our rooms before anyone noticed. But if I really wanted to see her naked, she said, I should just wait and see what happened the next night after dinner. She wouldn’t tell me any more. All that day in school I was going around with a permanent hard-on, thinking about getting to see my sister in the nude. I figured she had a great body, from what I’d been able to see of it and what I’d felt. I was a little worried about her maybe wanting to see me nude too. I’m kind of scrawny and I figured she’d be disappointed, and maybe she wouldn’t want to make out with me any more. But I tried to stop thinking about that and just concentrate on her. After dinner I had to finish up some homework, and I raced through it to make sure I would be downstairs as soon as I could. I didn’t know what to expect, but I didn’t want to risk missing out on whatever it was. There was no way Elizabeth was gonna show me any skin with everybody else around, unless maybe she’d figured out some way to do it where no one but me could see. But I figured if she did that I probably wouldn’t be able to do much touching, and that would be a pain. I knew that once I saw her naked I’d want to kiss and lick every inch of her. When I finally finished my homework, I took the stairs two at a time going down, but nothing seemed to be happening. Elizabeth was just reading a book, and Mom was sorting through some mail while Dad balanced the checkbook. My sister gave me a wink when I came down, but she didn’t say anything. I flipped on the TV and sat back to see what would happen. When Mom finished with the mail, she started to get up but Elizabeth came up and stopped her. My sister said that she’d had an offer from one of her teachers to babysit their kids New Year’s Eve, which was just a couple of weeks away. Mom cross-examined her about who the teacher was and how old the kids were — four-year-old twins — and how late she’d be. Elizabeth said she was supposed to be over there at six and they weren’t expected back until two or three in the morning, so she would sleep over. Mom sounded doubtful. Elizabeth begged a little, and even asked Dad what he thought. He said he didn’t like the idea of her being alone with those kids for so long on New Year’s, when who knew what people would be doing. That’s when Elizabeth asked if it would be OK if she had someone else with her. Mom said it would be all right as long as it was some friend they knew and could trust. My sister said she couldn’t ask any of her friends because then she’d have to split the pay — so how about if I came along? I must have looked really surprised, because Dad laughed and said it didn’t look like I was interested. Of course, the joke was on him because I knew now what Elizabeth had planned, and I was absolutely interested. I figured I better not show it too much, though, or they might get suspicious. I hemmed and hawed, but in the end I let my Mom talk me into doing it. The next two weeks seemed to take forever. I mean, Christmas came along, and usually that was my favorite day of the whole year, but now it was just another day that I couldn’t do anything with Elizabeth because there were too many people around. We did kiss under the mistletoe, but I couldn’t even stick my tongue in her mouth. Finally New Year’s Eve arrived. The other kids teased us about missing the big family celebration — which was a real tease, because all we ever did was have cocoa while we watched TV. I was real careful to hide how excited I was, but it was tough because my cock felt harder and bigger than ever and every time I caught a glimpse of Elizabeth or heard her voice my dick jerked. We got over to the Maxwell’s house — that was the couple we were babysitting for — about 6, just before they left for their party. They told us there was lots of food and pop in the fridge, and left the phone number in case of trouble. I didn’t pay much attention, except when they repeated that they wouldn’t be home until 2, and more likely 3. They showed us where the sheets and pillows were to make up the couch — that was where I was going to sleep — and finally got out the door. At 7 we held a New Year’s celebration for the twins with noisemakers and ice cream, figuring that would give them time to wind down and actually get to sleep at 8, their normal bedtime. It worked. We waited until 8:30, just to make sure they were really asleep. When Elizabeth peeked in their room, both the girls were out, snoring quietly. While we had waited for them to settle down and drift off, Elizabeth and me had been kissing and hugging on the couch, so my cock was in agony pressing against my jeans and my hormones were at their peak. I could hardly wait for what would come next. Elizabeth told me to wait in the guest room, where she was supposed to sleep, while she got ready. She cautioned me not to take off anything except my shoes and socks, because she didn’t “want to miss any of the show.” I jumped on the bed to wait for her. She was gone awhile. I wondered if maybe she was gonna change into something sexy like the women in the magazines wear — you know, some kind of sheer nightgown or panties with the crotch cut out. I’d seen Elizabeth around the house in her pajamas or nightgowns, but those never showed too much. Of course, that didn’t mean I didn’t like looking at her in them, anyway, but I did think about what she might look like in something fancy. But when she came into the room she was dressed just like before — a loose-fitting pair of jeans, a blue blouse with long sleeves and a white sweater-vest. Nothing fancy. I guess I must have showed my disappointment, because she laughed and asked if I was expecting maybe Raquel Welch. I got afraid she might think I didn’t like her so I started to tell her how pretty she was, but she told me it was all right. Then she crawled onto the bed with me and we started kissing and stuff. It was good, like always, but I couldn’t stop thinking about what was ahead. I think Elizabeth was anxious, too, because before too long she got off the bed. We stood a few feet apart, just kind of looking at each other for a minute. Then Elizabeth asked, was I sure I wanted to do this. I said yeah, was she? I was worried again, maybe she was having second thoughts. But she said she was just making sure, that she didn’t want to push me into anything. Then she looked down at my crotch and said it sure didn’t look like I was being pushed in. She could see my cock was pushing out against my jeans like a balloon getting ready to bust. So she said, would I go first. I said that was no fair, I already had my socks off, so she kicked off her shoes and pointed at me. “Your turn,” she said. I pulled off my sweatshirt. Elizabeth groaned when she saw I still had a T-shirt on underneath, but she went ahead anyway and took off her sweater. I said she should take off her blouse too, and she gave in and did it. She had on a plain white bra, nothing fancy, but I didn’t care. This was the first time I’d gotten a really good look at the breasts I’d had my hands on, and they looked as good as I’d thought. Not real big, but not too small either. They kind of bulged out of the bra a little. It was my turn again, and I took off my T-shirt. I felt ashamed because I had no hair on my chest, so I crossed my arms in front of me. Besides, I didn’t know what else to do with them. Elizabeth started to unzip her jeans. I said she should take off her top first, like I did, but she wouldn’t give in this time. She had on plain white cotton panties. I could see a dark stain on the front again. This was my first look at her full body, in full light. She was round all over — not fat, I mean, but good looking, no bony knees or stuff. I took off my jeans then. When I undid the zipper and pulled them partway down, my boner was set free and stuck the front of my boxers out like a tent. Up till then we really hadn’t shown each other anything we hadn’t already seen. But something was going to change soon, and we both knew it. We just looked at each other again for a minute or so. Then Elizabeth put her hands behind her back. When she brought them forward again, her bra came loose and she tossed it aside. Her breasts sagged just a little, but they still stood out. And now I could see her nipples, and the dark circles around them. I licked my lips, trying to think of something smart to say, but I couldn’t. “So how do I look?” That was Elizabeth. She looked like she didn’t know what to do with her hands, either — she crossed them under her breasts, then put them on her hips, then just hung them at her sides. “You’re beautiful,” I said, and I really meant it. She was. The most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. She took a few steps toward me, and I reached out a hand and brushed it against the side of her breast. The next thing you know, we were hugging and kissing. I couldn’t get over feeling my sister’s breasts pressing into my chest, just skin to skin. After a few minutes, we both stepped back. Neither one of us said a word. I could hear my heart pounding away like a drum, and I was surprised Elizabeth didn’t say anything about it, it seemed so loud.