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When I graduated high school, my mother wanted me to go to college close to home, but I had other ideas. I had lived my entire life in the same city and I wanted to go someplace else. Mom wasn't too crazy about the idea, though. She's been over-protective of me since I was a kid, and I doubt that'll ever change. To ease her concerns, I agreed to attend a small college on the west coast in a small town my aunt Rose and uncle Hector lived in. Knowing that I'd be living with family made my mom happy, and I knew it would be cheaper than living on my own.

So in mid-August, I boarded a Greyhound bus to take the three-day cross-country trip to my aunt's little town. Mom had offered to pay for a plane ticket, but I wanted to see the country a little. It was a nice trip, made more pleasant by chatting with some of my fellow passengers. On the morning of the fourth day, the bus rolled into the small station where my aunt and uncle were waiting for me. I hadn't seen them since the last big family reunion, two years prior. I noticed Uncle Hector's hair had gone a little more gray since I had last seen him. Aunt Rose, on the other hand, looked fabulous. She was wearing a sundress that went down to her knees and showed off her full figure. She waved and I went to meet them.

I should probably mention at this point that Aunt Rose is almost ten years younger than her husband, who's my mother's brother. She had just celebrated her 33rd birthday the month before and could still turn heads. She has raven-black hair, green eyes and stands about five-foot four. She tells me she was fat girl in high school, but lost the weight in college, which would explain how her breasts got so nice and big without her ass ballooning to match. I had always thought she was the prettiest of all my relatives, but I had never harbored any lustful thoughts about her until that day. And even then, I was too embarrassed to let myself admit how attracted I was to her.

After we they http://www.porncc.org/lelu-love-the-ass-this-amateur-beauty-t297273.htmltook me to breakfast, we went home, which was a two-story house, quite different from the apartments I'd lived in all my life. My room was in the basement, along with the laundry and the storage area. I was happy to note how big my room was, and Hector had dragged his old desk out of storage and set it up for me to use. Having the room on a separate floor gave me a sense of privacy that I'd never experienced before.

As the months passed, I gradually got used to small-town life. It was odd to have people I didn't know say hello to me as they passed me on the street, but soon enough I was returning their greetings like a native son. The college was nice, and the veterinary science program I was in seemed pretty good. The social scene was a change, as I soon realized all the people my age in town knew each other. Some of the girls were pretty sexy, and I hooked up with one called Nancy who I dated for about four months. The trouble was, she didn't believe in doing much more than letting me feel her tits and giving me hand-jobs. That was nice, but I wanted more and I got tired of waiting for her to loosen up, which led to our breaking up.

I spent a lot of my spare time with Aunt Rose. Unlike Uncle Hector, she was raised in a big city, and I found we had a lot of similar tastes in movies and books. I kinda wondered how a roughneck like Uncle Hector had managed to hook such a sophisticated woman, but was too shy to ask either of them about it. Since most of the girls in town were Nancy's friends, it looked like I would stay single for the foreseeable future, so I was happy to share my aunt's company.

One Saturday afternoon, I was playing solitaire (a game I had become quite good at, sadly) on the dining room table. Uncle Hector had left a few days before for a logging camp. Because of his job, he would often be gone for a week at a time, and this time was no exception. Aunt Rose wandered by on the way to the kitchen, and emerged with a glass of milk. She looked at my cards while she leaned on the doorframe and looked at me. She was wearing a yellow blouse and blue jeans that hugged her nice legs.

"Don't you have anything better to do on a nice day like today?" she asked.

"As pathetic as this sounds, no, I don't." I replied.

"I just think it's a shame a nice-looking boy like you isn't out enjoying himself with his friends," she said as she sat down across the table from me.

"Well, when I broke up with Nancy, I lost my hanging-out rights with a lot of her friends, which means most of the people I go to school with," I explained.

"Aww, poor boy," Aunt Rose said in a mocking tone. "I don't know what you saw in that girl anyway. She always seemed so stuck up to me."

"She wasn't that bad," I said. "She was cute as hell, that certainly didn't hurt."

"Maybe, but I get the feeling you didn't get all you wanted out of that cute little body of hers" she said.

That surprised me a little. I'd noticed Aunt Rose was pretty blunt in conversation, but we'd never discussed my sex life (or anyone else's for that matter). I wasn't shocked though, and I had to admit she was right. I looked up from my card game and gave her a small smile.

"Why Aunt Rose, you http://www.porncc.org/friendly-game-with-friendly-aunt-t180176.htmlmust be psychic".

"No," she said as she returned my smile. "I just do the laundry around here. A boy who gets the proper attention from his girlfriend doesn't leave the sort of stains you do on your sheets."

I was in mid-shuffle with the cards when she said that, and it knocked me for a loop. Some talk about my sex-life was one thing, but it's quite another when you aunt tells you she knows how much you whack off. I was so embarrassed, I turned beet red and dropped the cards all over the table.

"Oh gosh!" Aunt Rose said as she saw the effect of her words. "I'm sorry Bobby. I forgot you come from a long line of prudes.

"We're not that bad" I said as I avoided her gaze and picked up the cards. "Well, maybe Mom and Uncle Hector are, but I'm okay. You just caught me off-guard there. I'm sorry you had to... I mean, I'm sorry I..."

I couldn't bring myself to finish what I was trying to say. Aunt Rose leaned forward and put her hand on my cheek to guide my eye-line to hers. "It's okay Bobby," she said. "It's totally natural for a young man to do that. I'd be worried if you didn't."

I kept looking at her pretty face, and my embarrassment lessened somewhat. "I just never expected us to talk about it, I guess".

"Don't worry about it," she said, then game me a kiss on the lips. It wasn't a long kiss, and I knew it was meant to tell me everything was okay. But as she pulled away, I could still taste her on my lips, and I exhaled a breath I hadn't realized I'd been holding. I hoped she hadn't noticed, but the look in her eyes told me she had. She smiled again, and then got up and went over to the bar. She reached under it and pulled out my uncle's round poker chip holder.

"I'm tired of watching you play with yourself," she said, which made me wince.

"Ouch!" I exclaimed

"I mean play solitaire, you dummy!" she admonished. "Here, let's play a little bit of poker," she said as she began counting out the blue, red and white chips.

"I dunno Aunt Rose," I said. "I'm just a poor college student. I don't have that much extra money, and the last time Uncle Hector let me sit in on his poker night I lost twenty bucks to him"

"We won't play for money," she reassured me. "Just for fun. We'll see which one of us runs out of chips first"

"Okay then" I said as she took the cards from my hand and started shuffling them. We both threw in a white chip for ante, she dealt out a hand of for each of us, and the game was on.

Our chips went back and forth for a while as we made small talk about nothing in particular. I was an even game until Aunt Rose started to win two hands for each I took. Even when I had a decent hand, she'd fold, preventing me from getting all that much. I started to wonder if she could read my face to know what I was holding. But no matter how careful I was, I was still losing more than I was winning. Soon enough, I was betting my last chips on a pair of jacks.

"Three of a kind" she announced as she put three eights, a king and a deuce on the table.

"Aw crap," I said as I watched her take the pot and add it to her stack of chips. "Well, looks like that's about it for me, unless you want to give me back my chips and we can start again".

"I dunno Bobby," she replied. "When I was your age and I played in college, we had to xxx our chips back."

Something about the way she said that, and smiled at the end, made me guess what she was getting at. "Well, I've already told you I don't have a lot of money," I said, "Unless you had something else in mind".

"Well, we used to have to xxx back our chips with our clothes" she said as she carefully looked at me to see how I'd react.

I smiled at her and reached down to take off my sock. She might have thought I came from a line of prides, but I was going to show her that I wasn't quite so stuck up as my other relatives. I put the sock on the table without taking my eyes off her. She looked at it with http://www.porncc.org/friendly-game-with-friendly-aunt-t180176.htmla mixture of amusement and surprise, and then took it and dropped it on the chair next to hers. She then pushed a stack of chips back to me and began dealing the cards again.

We continued our game, but I noticed our small talk seemed to be a little more guarded. I was concentrating on my cards more, because I was wondering what would happen when one of us ran out of cards again. My aunt seemed to have dared me to play along with the idea of losing clothes, but I wondered if she'd be some playful if the tables were turned. I was also wondering, if she did play along, how far it would go.

Despite all these questions, running around my head, I was still able to play a good game and my luck started to turn. It took some time, but I finally had most of my aunt's chips when I drew two pairs. I was careful not to bet too much too soon, for fear of scaring her into folding, and when we put our cards down, she was cleaned out.

"Well, somebody sure got lucky there," she scowled.

"Now now Aunt Rose, let's not be a sore loser," I beamed. "I think you owe me one of your socks."

She looked me and made no move. "Are you sure? I could just give you your own sock back".

I froze. Had I gone too far? I searched her face for a sign to see if she was mad at me, or just teasing, or shocked, but found nothing. She was giving me a perfect poker face. I was suddenly nervous as hell, but I knew I had to say something.

"Well," I began, "I think it's more fun if we take each other's socks. Otherwise, we're just going to be passing the same clothes back and forth."

My aunt kept her eyes on me for a moment that seemed to last an eternity, though it was probably no more than two seconds. Then she nodded and reached down to take off her sock. "You're right," she said. "It's better this way. If we just traded socks all the time it would get pretty boring."

She gave me her sock and we continued our game, but that last comment had given me hope that our socks would not be the only things coming off. I was looking at her in a totally new way. Before, I had forced myself to simply think of her as my aunt Rose, but now, I was letting myself see her as a beautiful woman. One who might soon be taking off more of her clothes and letting me if her body looked as nice under those clothes as it did with them on.

But it seemed like I would have to wait before I could find out. The game got more intense. We talked less and less and our bets grew bigger. I didn't want to spend another half-hour trading chips before one of us ran out, and Aunt Rose seemed to be of the same opinion. It took her about ten minutes for her to get all my chips again, and I dutifully traded her my other sock. Another ten minutes later, and it was me who had all the chips, which earned me her other sock.

"Things are getting interesting now," I said as I took the cards for my deal. "The next person who loses their chips is gonna have to take off something big."

"Maybe I'll to see those nice muscles of yours," Aunt Rose said as she traced her finger along the underside of her lip. The gesture made her look sexy as hell, and she knew it. We had crossed the line from innocent teasing to serious flirting, and I couldn't be happier. I knew she was my aunt, and a married woman to boot, but I didn't care anymore. I was game for anything, and I just hoped she felt the same

All during the next round, I couldn't keep my eyes off her, which wasn't helping my game any. Luckily, she must have been distracted as well, because the chips went back and forth for twenty minutes or so. Finally, I got three good hands in a row and that was enough to get me all her chips once more. I smiled and said nothing, waiting for her to make the next move. But instead of taking anything off, she got up without a word.

"Oh shit," I thought to myself. "Now I've done it. I've gone too far and she's leaving because she'd offended."

But she went to the window and pulled the curtains shut, then went to the living room and did the same thing to the windows there. "I don't want to give the neighborhood a free show," she explained as she came back to the dining room. I feared she would give me her wedding ring and call it a separate piece of clothing, but instead she unzipped the fly on her jeans, undid the top button and shimmied out of her pants. The sight of her bare legs took my breath away. She was in great shape, and her skin looked so smooth I had to resist the urge to reach out and run my hand up her thigh. Her blouse stopped just below her hips, giving me a good view of her light red cotton panties.

She looked at me staring with a small grin on her face, then grabbed the cards. "Grab the chips," she said. "If we're going to keep going, let's do this in the living room where we can stretch out and get a good view of each other."

I did as I was told and scooped up the chips. She turned around and walked to the living room, letting her ass sway seductively as she did so. I was amazed she was doing this for my benefit.

The living room had a glass coffee table, and Aunt Rose stretched out on the carpeted floor in front of it. I sat down on the floor across from her and let my eyes drink in the sight of my beautiful aunt who was obviously enjoying the effect she was having on me. I was having trouble keeping my thoughts on the game, which made it easy for Rose to take all my chips in five minutes. I dutifully striped off my t-shirt and gave it to her. She took in the sight of my bare chest and started dealing the cards again. By now, we were no longer talking aside from announcing our bets. You could feel the tension in the air. The chips changed hands with neither of us getting an advantage until I bet heavily on three Jacks and lost to Aunt Rose's flush. I got up and dropped my jeans. To tell you the truth, I was a little glad to lose them. I have a seven-inch cock, and it was as hard at that moment as it had ever been, which had been a little uncomfortable. Now, with my pants in Aunt Rose's hands, it wasn't crammed against me, but it was obvious to her how aroused I was.

I lay down on my http://www.porncc.org/lelu-love-the-ass-this-amateur-beauty-t297273.htmlside and propped my head up with my left hand. I wanted Aunt Rose to have a good look at my body, and she seemed to appreciate it. We kept playing and this time out it was my turn to have a good run of luck. I took all of her chips and it was her turn to lose her top. She slowly stripped off her yellow blouse, revealing her 34-D size white bra. I wasn't as skimpy as I'd hoped, but it was still sexy enough to make my dick harder than it had already been, which I hadn't thought possible.

As I dealt the cards for the next round, I said, "Aunt Rose, I've noticed something unfair going on here."

"Oh," she said as she brushed some hair out of her face. "Do tell."

"We've both lost the same amount of clothes, but you have two pieces left and I've only got one," I said.

"And I suppose when you play for money, everybody at the table starts out with the same amount in their wallets?" she countered.

"Umm..." I stammered. "I guess not."

I guess I looked a little sullen, because she added, "I'll tell you what; I'll lose my bra next, and if after that you manage to get my panties, I'll let you take them off yourself".

I was taken aback. So far, the game had only involved us checking each other out. There had been no touching except for the brief contact when one of us handed clothes to the other. Now she was making it more involved.

"Sounds good to me," I said. "At that point, we'll be out of clothes, so that'll be the end anyway, right?"

"Oh no," she answered. "If you end up naked, you can keep playing, but you have to xxx your chips back with favours".

"What sort of favours?" I asked.

"Whatever the other person says." she said. "When I played in college, we generally started small and worked our way into heavy stuff as we went along."

"Interesting." I said. "I sure would like to know where you went to college. But I guess if I started the game, I have to finish it."

"That's the spirit!" she said as she picked up her cards.

I took the next hand, as well as the following two. She won the next one, and then I got a really shitty hand but bluffed convincingly enough to get her to fold. Her pile of chips was dwindling. I chased a straight flush for my next hand but ended up with only a straight, but it was enough to beat her two pairs and take the last of her stack.

I smiled and leaned back to enjoy the show. I know she was aware of how much I was looking forward to this, so I saw no reason to hide it. She slipped her hands behind her back to unhook her bra, which made her tits stick out. The sight took my breath away, and then she slipped her bra off completely. I immediately realized why she didn't wear skimpy bras or swimwear; her areolas were huge! They were dark pink, slightly oval-shaped and had to measure two inches in diameter. They were topped off by nipples that, I would later learn, could stick out a quarter-inch.

She let me stare for a few seconds and then asked, "You like?"

By now it was impossible for us to be subtle with each other, so I didn't even try. "You bet," I said. "Most of my girlfriends had small nipples, but yours..."

She looked down at her breasts and said, "I know. For all that guys say they want a girl with a sense of humour, these babies have gotten me every boyfriend I've ever had. When I get really excited, it looks like I've got a couple of pyramids on two hills."

I laughed at the joke, partially because the situation was so outlandish. I had seen tits before, sure, and played with my fair share. But I had never talked about a girl's tits to the girl in question, especially when they were right in front of me. That fact that I was doing this with my aunt just made it crazier.

Of course, that didn't stop the game. Now we were down to one piece of clothing each, which made the next round especially fierce. I forced myself to quit ogling my aunt long enough to look at my cards. Aunt Rose and I were now betting huge amounts on each hand, as our desire for the prize had far out-weighed our gaming instincts. Aunt Rose's luck was stronger than mine though, and two hands later I was out of chips.

I stood up again and took off my white briefs. My cock popped up and pointed straight at her. As I handed the briefs to her, she never took her eyes off my erection. I couldn't help but turn the tables on her by asking "How about you Aunt Rose? Do you like?"

"Are you kidding?" she answered. "That Nancy was an idiot to let you keep that in your pants."

"What would you do with it, Aunt Rose?" I continued.

"Bobby, you're gonna have to win a couple more hands before you can find that out" she said as she began dealing out the cards again.



I ended up with a pair of sevens, which she beat with a pair of queens. I still had chips left though, so we went on with the game. I couldn't do better than a pair of deuces for the next hand, but I bet all I had anyway, and I ended up beating her busted straight. I followed it up with two pairs, which was enough for me to take all of her chips.

I was all smiles as I locked eyes with her. "Do you want me to stand up?" she asked.

"No," I answered. "I'd rather you lie down instead."

She did as I asked as I pushed the coffee table to the side and crawled over. She was lying on her back with her arms at her side and her legs slightly apart on the ground. The position let her breasts flatten somewhat on her chest, which is my favourite way to see them on a woman. "Could you bend your knees a bit?" I asked, and she did. I put my hands on both sides of her hips and slipped my thumbs under her panties' leg holes. I pushed my hands up until my thumbs crossed the edge of her waistband, and then hooked them. I left my hands flat as I slowly began to move them, letting me fell her smooth skin. She raised her ass up to let the panties slip away from it. After that, she let it down again. Her pubic hair was just as black as I had expected, but I saw that she had shaved it not too long ago. I slowly slipped my hands under her legs, and lifted them as I continued to slip the panties along them. By http://www.porncc.org/friendly-game-with-friendly-aunt-t180176.html the time I reached her ankles, her legs were pointing straight up. As I slipped her panties over her feet, I looked down at her vagina for the first time. I could tell she was aroused. I looked at her face, and saw she had her eyes closed. I couldn't decide whether I wanted to kiss her, start eating her pussy or slip my cock in her. Before I could make up my mind, she opened her eyes, bent her knees, put her feet on my chest and pushed me away gently.

She sat up and let out a sigh "Very nice" she said. "I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did."

"Oh yeah." I said. "I guess we're into favour territory now, huh?

"That we are, that we are." she said as I dealt out the next hand. I had hoped we could stop playing games at this point, but it seemed Aunt Rose wanted to tease me a little longer. I was in no mood to wait though. At this point, I didn't care about who was winning or losing. I just wanted to get to the favours. I bet heavily and lost, then repeated the process on the next hand, with the same result. That effectively cleaned me out, and I waited for her to tell me what to do.

"For starters, I think we should start with some kissing," she said.

"Sounds good to me." I said as I scooted closer to her. I took her in my arms and put our lips together. I immediately slipped my tongue into her mouth, and she sucked on it. I had never kissed an older woman before, not like this. She was by far the best kisser I'd ever been with. She gently caressed my mouth with her lips, then proceeded to slowly lick my lips. I pulled away slightly, then kissed her on the left cheek. I moved to her right cheek, kissed it, and then planted another kiss on her ear. I moved to the other side of her head and kissed her other ear.

"Bobby, what are you doing?" Aunt Rose asked softly.

"Well," I answered in-between kisses, "You said you wanted some kissing, but you didn't say where, so I think I'll just kiss you everywhere to be on the safe side."

Aunt Rose let out a sigh in response as I moved behind her and kissed her shoulders before I showered kisses on her back. I kept my hands behind my back to resist the urge to use them. As I reached the base of her spine, she put her hands on the coffee table and leaned forward on her knees, letting my lips touch her firm ass. I took my time kissing my way around it, with evoked sighs of pleasure from Aunt Rose.

"Turn around" I said, and she did. Now she was leaning back, arching her back and thrusting her chest forward. I started my next phase of kissing at her navel and slowly worked my way upward. I gently kissed her nipples, and was pleased to note how erect they were. Aunt Rose's breathing was heavy, and I was tempted to forget everything and just make love to her breasts, but I was determined to finish what I had started. I moved up to her neck, then made my way down her left arm, before I switched to her right one and went back up again.

"Lie down on your stomach" I instructed. She did so, and I moved to her upper right thigh. I kissed my way down her leg, loving the smooth feel of her skin. I reached her foot and made sure I'd kissed every nook and cranny before I moved to her other foot and did it all over again. I put kisses up her left leg, then asked her to turn around again. I slowly repeated my journey up and down her legs, and then I was at the part I'd saved for last, her vagina. I kissed her pubic hair, and she responded with a sharp intake of breath. I worked my way down her bush until I was right in front of her opening, inhaling the sweet fragrance of her arousal. I laid a gentle kiss on her clitoris, and then ran my tongue around it.

I would have done far more, but suddenly her hand pushed my head away and she sat up. I couldn't believe she was backing away just as things were starting to get really interesting. Especially since she looked as flushed as I was.

"Wow, that was a little more than I bargained for" she said as she caught her breath.

"Then why did you stop me?" I asked.

"Because the first favour isn't supposed to be like that," she responded. Before I could say anything else, she grabbed the deck and started shuffling it. I couldn't believe she still wanted to play games after I had been ready to eat her out, but I kept my mouth shut for fear of messing up the whole deal and driving her off.

As luck would have it, I drew three kings, and bet all my chips. She hesitated but called my bet and lost the hand. She looked at me and asked, "Well, what do you want me to do?"

"I dunno" I replied. "I'm not sure what to ask for, but I'd like it to be something that won't be interrupted.

"Oh Bobby, are you mad at me?" she asked sweetly

"Well, I'm getting a little frustrated with this game, to tell you the truth." I said.

"In that case," she said as she moved towards me, "I've got just the thing to get rid of a man's frustration".

She moved to me and kissed me lightly on the lips. Then she put her hand on my chest and pushed. I got the message and lay down. I drew in a breath as she put her gentle hand around my cock and slowly began to pump it. She looked at me in the eyes, and then moved down to put her mouth on my dick. I put my head back and enjoyed the sensation of the blow-job she was giving me. Like I've already said, it had been a while since I'd gotten one, and I'd forgotten how good they felt. Aunt Rose, I discovered, was as good at oral sex as she was at kissing. I would have thought that was a good sign for the rest of the day's activities, but I was having trouble thinking of anything right at that moment. Her hand pumped my shaft in time with her head's bobbing, while her other hand gently massaged my balls. She skillfully moved her tongue around my rod, something no girl had ever done before. I wanted to tell her how wonderful she was making me feel, but the only sounds coming from my mouth were inarticulate moans and sighs. I was turned on all the more by the gentle slurping sounds escaping from her lips, and by the fact that this woman, who was giving the best head I'd ever gotten, was also my aunt. We were committing incest and adultery all at once, and not only didn't I mind, I found it was making the experience all the more enjoyable!

The thrill of the experience, Aunt Rose's amazing technique and the time I'd spent with a hard-on all contributed to the fact that I couldn't last too long. Too soon for my tastes, I was feeling that familiar sensation building inside.

"Aunt Rose, I'm gonna cum!" I exclaimed, finally able to choke out a coherent sentence.

I had expected to pull away and finish me off with just her hands, but she had still another surprise. Instead, she redoubled her efforts, and when I shot my load, not a drop of it spilled onto the carpet. She milked me of all my jism, and by them time she let my cock slip out of her mouth, it was already softening.

While I was still coming down off the wonderful high that she had given me, she sat up and picked up the cards again.

"Feel better?" she asked.

"Oh God," I stammered. "That was amazing. I've never had it like that."

She gave me the cards and said "Your deal". I was a little surprised that she hadn't given up on the game yet, but who was I to complain after what she had just done? I was still a little horny, but sated enough not to be so rash in my betting. I'd hoped that would give me an advantage in the game, but no such luck. Five minutes later, she had all my chips again.

"Well, what favour do you feel like doing?" she asked me.

"I think that, since you went down on me, I should return the favour." I said.

"Ohhh, I'd like that," she purred as she lay down on the floor and parted her legs. I crawled over to her and once again put my face next to her cunt. But this time, she didn't push me away as I began to kiss and lick my way around her pussy. I slowly explored her vagina with my tongue, enjoying the moans and gasps my movements were eliciting form here. I delved deep into her, wiggling my tongue and exploring her recesses. I avoided her clit at first, but eventually made my way to it. I gently blew on it at first, and then began to carefully lick around it. I hadn't done a lot of oral sex, so I listened to her reactions. Whenever she caught her breath or let out a particularly deep moan, I knew I was doing something right.

I started to quicken the pace of my tongue, but Aunt Rose sucked in a breath and said "No, no, don't speed up. Keep it steady". I figured the lady knew what she liked, so I did as she asked and slowed back down. I was more than happy to do as she said, as I wanted to please her as much as she had pleased me. Soon, I noticed her movements where becoming more desperate and jerky. Her thighs constricted my head as her heavy breathing grew louder and louder. She moaned my name and jerked back, her ass rising off the carpet as she stiffened up. Her orgasm hit her in waves, each one accompanied with a shake of her entire body. I envied her for a second, as my orgasms always lasted a mere moment, and women always seemed to stay at the peak longer.

Finally it subsided, and she lay on the ground catching her breath. By now, my cock was back at full mast. I reached over to my pants and grabbed my wallet. I pulled out a condom, unwrapped it and placed it on my penis. I looked up and saw my aunt had opened her eyes again and was watching me intently.

"No more card games, Aunt Rose," I said, and she nodded. "I have to fuck you now. I wish I could be more gentle and slow, but you've driven me totally crazy with this game."

"No more games," she said. "Just take me. I want you inside me, baby."

She spread her legs further as I placed my dick at the entrance of her vagina. I pushed myself up a bit and easily slid inside her. She let out a moan as I began a steady rhythm of slow thrusts. I knew neither one of us was going to last long, so I was determined to make the pleasure last as long as it could. Her warm flesh pressed against mine in a delightfully exciting way. I couldn't keep up the slow pace very long. I was too turned on, and Aunt Rose seemed to be in the same state.

"Fuck me good" she said. "C'mon stud, give it to me good."

I never imagined my aunt using such language, but it was turning me on something fierce. She kept calling me her stud and urging me on to fuck her harder and harder. As I quickened the pace of my thrusts, she raised her legs and wrapped them around me as her arms gripped me tight. We kissed hard as each of us started to breathe harder and harder.

"Oh God Aunt Rose,http://www.porncc.org/lelu-love-the-ass-this-amateur-beauty-t297273.html I'm gonna cum!" I announced.

"Not yet baby," she said. "I'm really close. Hold off for a minute."

This was easier said then done. Her voluptuous body was driving me crazy with lust, and we were moving like two crazed animals. There was nothing emotional or noble about it, we were just plain fucking each other's brains out. I closed my eyes and tried to delay the inevitable as best I could. I could hear her moaning about how close she was, about how I was her stud, and suddenly I felt myself losing control. I gripped her tight and let out a deep moan as I came. I'd wished I could have held out longer, but it wasn't to be. I filled the condom with cum, not stopping my trusts when I was done. A minute later, Aunt Rose stiffened under me and let out a cry of pleasure as her orgasm overcame her.

I stopped my thrusts and started to pull out of her, but she grabbed me and held me close. "Don't," she said. "I like this part the best". I settled back on top of her and enjoyed the sensation of this wonderful woman's body under mine. We kissed passionately and held each other without saying anything. We simply enjoyed the feeling of the other and gently stroked each other.

Finally, I broke the silence. "I have a confession to make," I said. "I think I've been attracted to you since I got off the bus last fall. I was too ashamed to admit it to myself and do something about it.

Aunt Rose stroked my hair and smiled. "I thought so," she said. "Well, better late than never. Besides I was attracted to you too. And I have a confession of my own to make."

"What is it?" I asked as I let my finger wander over her beautiful ear.

"The cards are marked"

I froze as the implication of what she had just said sank in. Then we both started laughing as we held each other tight.

"I'm glad you're not mad," she said between giggles.

"No," I said. "But I do think you'll have to be punished for cheating at cards."

"Ooooh," she purred. "I think I like the sound of that."

I smiled and kissed her again. My aunt was now my lover, and I intended to enjoy our time together as much as possible.

"Steph!" my dad called. "I'm going to the shops. Your mom says you need to get new underwear, are you ready to go?"

I froze. Underwear shopping with dad? How embarrassing! It was bad enough to go with mom. She always made me xxx such chaste and sensible things when all I wanted was lace and slutty underwear.

"Can't I just have your credit card and go with Tori?" I asked him.
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"You've got to be kidding? After the prom dress incident?" he looked at me as though I was insane. I'd been given dad's credit card to go shopping for a prom dress and I'd spent three times as much as I was allowed and my mom had almost had a heart attack when she saw how revealing it was. She'd taken out her needle and thread to make it more decent before she let me out of the house that night.

I sulked, but went with dad. I was going off to college in a couple of weeks' time and I needed to get more of everything. This week it was underwear. We drove in silence, but didn't stop at the discount store where mom always got our underwear. Instead he drove on, into the slightly seedy part of town and pulled up outside a xxx with blackened windows. He motioned for me to come with him. When we entered the xxx I couldn't believe my eyes. It was sexy lingerie heaven. There was not a cotton panty in sight. I looked at dad.

"Mom said to get you 5 bras and 10 panties," he said. "Start picking."

I started wandering around, feeling the lacy and silky material between my fingers and getting that familiar wet tingly sensation between my legs. Only display models were out so I picked up a few that I liked and took them to the counter where a man was reading a magazine.

"Do you, uhm, have these in, uhm, other sizes?" I asked him tentatively, feeling embarrassed and wanting to talk to a female assistant.

"I have any size you want," he said.

"I'd, uhm, like, uhm..." I couldn't say it out loud with my dad next to me, looking intently at the bras I'd picked up.

"She wants 36D," my dad said and I blushed. I didn't realise my dad knew my bra size.

The guy disappeared with the display models and came back with my size. Dad matter-of-factly pulled them out of the boxes and held them up against me. I just wanted to die. When he was satisfied they'd fit me he ordered two matching panties for each bra. I couldn't speak. I just stood there and watched as the man brought a g-string and a full panty version for each bra and my dad nodded in agreement.

Just as I thought the ordeal was over my dad picked up a black silk push-up teddy and held it against me. Normally I would've loved the idea of owning this garment, but today I just wanted to get out. Dad ordered it in my size and it was placed in the bag with the rest of the underwear. He paid and we left. I didn't speak during the drive home.

"I know you're not a virgin," dad said. "Your mom has seen the semen stains in your panties. I just thought you should go off to college with clothes fit for an 18-year old, not a 12-year old."

"Thanks daddy," I said. It had been an embarrassing outing, but I was so happy that my dad understood what it is like to be 18 in the 21st century.

*****

A week later my mom had gone away on a weekend conference. Dad and I had had pizza for dinner and we were stretching out in front of the TV.

"Have you tried any of your new underwear, Steph?" he asked me out of the blue.

"No daddy," I replied. "I thought I'd better save them for when I go away. I don't want mom confiscating them."

"Good thinking, baby," he replied and smiled at me. He glanced at his xxx, it was almost 8. "But mom isn't here right now. Why don't you let me see what I paid for? Put on that black teddy I bought you and model it for your old dad."

I was about to protest, but I'd been dying to try it on. What harm could it do? I went to my room, grateful that I'd shaved in the shower that morning. I took the teddy out of the bag and put my legs in it. I pulled it up like a swimsuit. It was so firm around my body that it didn't need the shoulder straps to hold my breasts up. They were squeezed up from below and served on a tray of black lace that only just covered my nipples. The whole garment was semi-transparent and it was obvious that I shaved my pussy. I wondered if I should show myself like this to my daddy, but he'd picked it so he obviously knew what to expect.

"Ready or not, here I come!" I called out and re-entered the living room. I was shocked to see a man on the couch next to my dad.

"You look beautiful, Steph," my dad said and walked up to me. "Turn around and let us see all of you."

My dad took hold of my shoulders and spun me around, the smile on the stranger's face grew wider.

"Excellent tits and ass, Eric," the stranger said.

"So we've got a deal?" dad asked, still holding me by the shoulders, stopping me from moving.

"Oh yes," the stranger said and nodded.

"Steph, honey," my dad turned to me. "This is Dave. I want you to go over and greet him."

He gave me a mild push and I walked over to the couch where Dave was sitting. I extended my hand. "Hi Dave."

"Greet him properly, baby," dad told me. "With a kiss."

I leaned forward and felt as though my tits were going to fall out of the teddy. I kissed Dave's cheek.

Dad came up behind me and grabbed hold of my waist; I could feel his growing bulge against my ass. "A proper kiss, baby, with tongue."

My dad held me tight so I couldn't turn around and run out of the room. I shook as I leaned forward again, placing my lips against Dave's. He didn't do anything so I parted my lips slightly and pressed my tongue against his lips. He parted his lips and sucked me in, letting his tongue play with mine. My dad's grip on my waist disappeared and Dave reached up and pulled me onto his lap. He kept kissing me and one of his hands started caressing my tit through the lace. I couldn't help feeling aroused.

In the corner of my eye I could see my dad getting comfortable in a recliner that faced the couch. He was stroking his bulge as he watched Dave and me kissing. Then Dave pulled one of my tits out of the lace and both popped out. My nipples were big and hard and he immediately closed his lips around one, sucking and biting it.

"What are you doing?" I shrieked in surprise, not wanting to let on that his actions sent more and more tingles to my pussy.

Dave didn't stop other than to take my other breast in his mouth.

"Just go with it Steph," my dad urged me. "You know you like it."
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He was right; I loved the feelings that went through the pit of my stomach to my pussy and back. I loved how Dave was now massaging my ass while sucking on my tits. I loved the feeling of his hardening erection against my thigh.

All of a sudden I felt the buttons snap open between my legs. I hadn't even noticed Dave's hands going there. While he was sucking on my tits he let his hand caress my hairless mound. One finger slowly slipped between my pussy lips. He caressed my clit and ran his finger up and down my wet slit. Then he slid his finger into my tight hole.

"Oh, so tight and wet!" Dave exclaimed.

Soon he had a second finger sliding in and out of my hole and before long there was a third. I moaned in his arms and held his face close to my tits. I looked up and saw my dad stroking himself with big strokes. It really turned him on to xxx me squirm in his friend's arms.

Then my body gave in. I started shaking in Dave's arms and my pussy convulsed around his fingers. I squirted my juice into his cupped hand and screamed out my orgasm. When I was finished cumming Dave stopped sucking my tits and brought his hand up to his lips. He drank my juice and then he let me taste one of his fingers.

Dave lifted me off his lap and stood up. He undid his pants and let them fall to the floor and stepped out of them. He did the same with his boxers. He stood in front of me with his hard 8 inches protruding from his hips.

"Get on your knees and suck him," dad said from his recliner.

I didn't have to be told twice. That cock looked so juicy. I licked the precum that was oozing out of the hole on the swollen head. I could hear on Dave's gasp that he liked the feeling of my tongue on his cock. I decided to tease him a bit. I licked the length of his shaft and then I sucked one of his balls into my hungry mouth. Dave moaned out loud with pleasure. I sucked his other ball and wrapped my hand around his shaft and started jerking him. After a quick tease with my tongue between his balls I moved out and opened my mouth, slowly closing it around his shaft. I could hear on Dave's breathing that my blowjob was doing the trick. It should do. I'd been getting plenty of practise before I decided to go all the way at prom night.

Dave's cock was bigger than any I'd had in my mouth. He quickly hit the back of my throat so I moved out. My head was bobbing back and forth over half the length of his shaft. My hand was working on the other half of that juicy shaft. I could feel Dave's hips starting to move. He wanted me to pick up the pace and I did. Soon his hands were on my head. He'd taken control of the blowjob and he was now fucking my face. I continued sucking hard and running my tongue over his meat. Then he started shoving himself deep into my throat. His balls kept hitting my chin as he fucked my mouth fast and furiously. I could hardly breathe. His actions made me want to swallow and that only turned him on more. Then he slammed deep into my throat and stopped and I felt his body tense up. Before I knew it he started shooting his load deep into my throat. His cock was starting to go limp as he finally pulled out. A little bit of cum was trickling out the side of my mouth and he kissed it up.

He placed me on the couch again. He kneeled in front of me and parted my legs, showing off my naked, glistening pussy. My dad watched intently, smiling as he saw Dave's head dive in and start licking my wet snatch. The bulge in his pants was now a tent and he pulled his cock out and kept stroking. I couldn't believe what was happening. The whole situation made me start kneading my tits that were now permanently hanging outside the teddy.

Dave's tongue lapped up my free flowing juices. He nibbled my nub and then let his tongue down my entire slit until he licked my asshole. I gasped with pleasure. I'd never had my asshole licked before. He soon moved back and sucked on my clit. Then he penetrated my hungry hole with his big tongue. He slowly slid it inside and out again. Then he picked up the pace. In and out of my cunt, his tongue was pumping me. I moaned with pleasure. It felt so good to be eaten.
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He left my hole and sucked my clit again. Then he tongue fucked me. He moved his attention back and forth between my clit and my fuck hole. I moaned louder and louder. My eyes met my dad's and he nodded his approval. I grabbed Dave's head and shoved him into my cunt. When his tongue was deep I surrendered to my orgasm. The lightning bold went from my cunt to my stomach to my tits and back to my cunt again. I shook and my cunt squeezed tight around his tongue. Yet he didn't stop. He continued sucking my clit. As my final wave of orgasm subsided I was as horny as before. I was as wet and ready as before.

Dave suddenly stood up and his cock had grown hard again. He pushed me on my back and got on top of me. His cock was pressed against my wet snatch as he leaned forward to suck on my tits. Then he moved his mouth up and kissed me. I could taste my pussy juices on his lips. His cock slowly found its way between my pussy lips and into my hole. I gasped for breath as I felt the size of his head inside me. He was thicker than anything I'd ever felt.

"You're so big," I moaned.

"And you're so fucking tight, baby," he moaned back and kissed me, slowly sliding his cock deeper into my wet hole.

When he was all the way in he paused and smiled at me. I smiled back. It felt wonderful to have him in my cunt. Then he started pulling out, almost all the way. I felt an empty void in my cunt when he suddenly slid back in. With long, deliberate strokes he started fucking me. With each thrust he managed to get a bit deeper and his balls slammed against my wet ass. This was the best fuck I'd ever had. He deliberately moved slowly so that I could feel every inch of the giant cock that was in my cunt.

Again I turned to look at my dad. He was stroking his cock faster and faster as he enjoyed our fuck show. I could see the precum on the tip of his big cock and it turned me on even more. I started moving my hips to meet Dave and he picked up the pace. He went faster and faster. He slammed deeper and deeper inside me. The room was filled with the wet fuck noises and our moans. Each of Dave's thrusts put pressure on my clit and I panted louder and louder.

"I'm gonna cum," I moaned.

"Yeah, baby," Dave panted back. "Cum all around my cock."

"Cum for us, Steph honey," my dad encouraged me.

I couldn't stop. I had to let go again. My whole body was on fire and it started shivering in Dave's arms and then convulsing. My cunt gripped his meat real hard and he fucked me faster and harder than before as I squirmed with pleasure in his arms.

"Get her on her hands and knees," dad said to Dave.

Dave pulled out and moved to the floor. He pulled me with him and made me lean forward as he shoved his cock back inside me. I cried out with pleasure as his engorged meat entered me from behind. He got even deeper now. I was so concentrated on being fucked by Dave that I didn't notice my dad move. He'd pulled his pants off and kneeled in front of me. He shoved his 10 inch cock in my face.

"Suck your daddy, Steph," he told me and I opened my mouth. I licked his precum and then he shoved his thick meat all the way down my throat. My muffled cries of pleasure as Dave shafted me deeper and faster than ever could hardly be heard for the huge cock in my mouth.http://www.porncc.org/daddy-fetish-t180607.html

Each of Dave's thrusts shoved my dad's cock deeper into my throat and each of my dad's thrusts shoved Dave's cock deeper in my cunt. Dave and my dad were both tugging at my tits that were bouncing between them. Then Dave moved his hands down and started fingering my clit. I couldn't believe what was happening. I didn't want this ever to end. This was the best fuck ever. I tried to hold back. I wanted it to last just a little bit longer, but my body betrayed me. I was getting sore all over and couldn't keep myself from cumming. My body buckled and I cried out loud around my dad's cock. My cunt squeezed Dave hard and started milking him. Dave had been waiting for this because he grabbed my hips tight and shoved deep inside me and squirted his load.

Dad tensed up and pulled out of my mouth. I could finally gasp for air and moaned with my orgasm. Then dad started shooting his load. The first squirt landed in my mouth and then Dave pulled me up and the last two squirts landed on my tits. Dave slowly pulled his cock out of my satiated cunt and I felt his cum sliding down my thighs.

"Let daddy taste you," dad said and I got on my feet and walked to him. He ran his finger up my thigh and scooped up my cum mixed juices. "Mmmm, baby, you did real good. Now go to bed. I have another friend who wants to get to know you tomorrow."

It was an unbearably hot Saturday afternoon and the sun was making life outside unbearable. But Joyce Klaven was utilizing the rays of the sun to reinforce the already impeccable tan that covered her body. These lucky rays were now lovingly caressing her lovely body as she was lying on her stomach letting the sun warm and tan her flawless backside. She was naked and there were no bikini lines to indicate that she ever wore anything while she was sunning herself. The sunlight sparkled and glistened off of the sheen of perspiration coating her curvaceous form.

Then Joyce leisurely rolled over onto her back. The giant mammaries on her chest rolled and jiggled delightfully as she tried to make herself more comfortable. The heaviness of the fleshy mountains mashed them down, flattening them out and spreading them out onto her arms. They were so large, she had to lift her arms and extend them out to the side to keep the billowing pillows from hiding the bronzed skin of her arms and marring her tan.

Then, wearing only a towel wrapped around his waist, Jon Klaven strolled across the room and stopped outside the sunroom. Peeking in through the door, Jon smiled and jerked the towel off. Reaching down to his half-hard cock, he gave it a couple of jerks to firm it up and threw open the door.

"YIKES," Joyce screeched, grabbing for a towel and trying unsuccessfully to cover herself as Jon burst into the room.

"Gotcha," he laughed, watching her jerk the towel up to her big breasts.

"Damn you, Jon," she gasped, "You scared ten years off my life. Don't ever do that again."

"Sorry," he grinned, standing by the door.

"Well now that you've scared me half to death," Joyce smiled at him, letting him know that she had quickly forgiven him, "What do you want?"

"I just brought this thing down to see if you had any ideas on where I could put it," he grinned, reaching down and wrapping his hand around his thick, heavy cock.

"I could think of a couple of places that it might fit," she grinned back at him, "but don't you think we need to find a place with a little more privacy?"

"Where are the kids anyway?" he asked.

"Joan is over at Karen's," she said, "and Jack's at the movie with Tommy. They should be gone for at least a couple of hours, but then again, you never know."

"Let's not waste any of it then," he told her, extending his hand down to her.

Reaching up, she took hold of his hand and pulled herself to a sitting position. As she did, her massive breasts sprang forward, sagging down heavily. Like two big, round, pink water balloons, they danced and wobbled solidly as she struggled to her feet.

"Damn, I love your big tits," Jon said adoringly as he took them in his hands and lovingly squeezed them. "They gotta be the best ones in the world."

"Yeah . . . sometimes I think they're the only reasons you married me," Joyce complained but relishing the feel of his cool hands on her heavy, toasted udders.

As he massaged the giant mountains, Joyce's hands stole down to his dangling prick. Grinning wickedly, she wrapped her hands around the big fleshy tube and roughly fondled it.

"We'd better stop. I don't want to end up on the floor." she giggled, letting go of hardening prick.

"Yeah," he smirked, gently easing the monstrous tits down onto her chest, "We wouldn't want to damage your lovely derriere."

Peeking out around the door, he tugged her out of the room and up the stairs.

At the top of the stairs, they turned and hurried down the hall to their bedroom. His mind on the treasure waiting between her luscious legs, Jon made a swipe at the door as they went by but only nudged it, leaving it cracked open at least six inches wide.

Laughing at his impatience, Joyce quickly scrambled up on the bed and rolled over on her back as her giant tits sloshed about like two mountains of pink Jell-O. Looking down, she was happy to see that Jon's cock was now fully charged and ready for use. Grinning up at him expectantly, she quickly spread her legs apart.

Leering down at her, he was her stud. Hard and ready to mount her, he scrambled up between her outstretched legs. Reaching down between her legs, she took hold of his one-eyed monster and drug it down to her waiting pussy that was hot, wet and ready for its visitor. Unable to see over her majestic peaks, she guided the great swollen head of his cock down to her dripping slit by feel. Quickly fitting the bulging roundness into her fleshy slot, she began to pull it down into her.

The instant Jon felt his cockhead being invited into Joyce's hot, slippery hole, he grunted and drove all eight inches of his big, ripe cock down into the sucking heat of her cunt.

"Gooooodddd--" she gushed as he impaled her on his giant cock.

"God, you're so fucking hot and wet, I could cum right now," he groaned, pulling his hips back and hammering his thick cock back into her with a vengeance.

"Make it last," she purred to him, raking his ass with her fingernails. "Make it last as long as you can."

His hips rocked back and forth forcefully as he fucked her with deep, hammering strokes.

The vulgar sound of flesh striking flesh filled the room as Jon sawed his heavy hardness in and out of her accommodating cunt.

Wallowing in the pleasure that was welling up out of her pussy, Joyce lazily bent her legs up and wrapped them around his waist. Clenching her thighs tightly around him, she dug her heels into his bouncing ass, urging him to fuck her harder.
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Oblivious to the sweat pouring off him, Jon jerked his hips back and forth incessantly as he drove his big cock in and out of her hungry cunt. Riding her man from below, she was like an upside down jockey urging him on with her hands, her feet, her thighs, her whole body as she coaxed the most out of her mount. And Jon, her stallion was wheezing and gasping for breath as he sawed his cock in and out of her mercilessly trying to please his rider and win the race. Faster and faster they rode, striding down the backstretch toward fulfillment with each baptism of his scepter into her holy chalice. . . .

Meanwhile, their son Jack returned from the movie and stopped in the kitchen. Unaware of what was happening in his parent's bedroom, he stopped and quickly downed a glass of milk. Walking over to the stairs, he stopped for a moment.

What was that, he asked himself? It sounded like someone was getting a spanking upstairs. That's weird, he thought as he sneaked up the stairs. What could be going on? He could hear what sounded like flesh striking flesh and someone moaning. As he crept down the hallway toward his parent's room, he recognized the moaner as his mother. God, had someone broken in the house? Were they beating her? It sounded like she was in pain. Unexplainably, he suddenly felt a pang of fear as he sneaked down the hall, listening even harder.

At last, standing outside the door to their bedroom, he could tell that it was definitely his mother making the weird moaning sound, but now he could also hear his father grunting and groaning.

The door was open a little so he cautiously peeked around the door. His eyes nearly popped out of his head. The first thing he saw was his father's big, hairy butt bobbing up and down in the air. Then, he saw his father's balls slashing back and forth. Then he saw his father's big cock. Then he saw it a pussy.

It suddenly all came crashing down on him like a mountain of bricks.

HIS MOTHER WAS GETTING FUCKED BY HIS FATHER!

His father was fucking her big, wet cunt with his big, ugly cock.

His own cock was instantly hard as a rock as he watched them fuck.

At first, he couldn't believe it. He had caught his mother and father fucking.

He didn't know what to do so he just stood there watching his parents fuck for a whole five minutes. His throat was dry, sweat was pouring off him, his penis was past the bursting point, and his legs wouldn't have worked if he wanted them to. Even if he could have moved, he was afraid that one of them would see him so he waited and watched, still not totally believing what he was witnessing.

Suddenly Jon barked out loudly and drove his cock into Joyce's pussy as hard as he could as it began to spurt his hot, thick cum into her clenching cunt.

"Oh, Yes, Baby, Give me all your cum," Joyce gurgled, on the very edge of being sucked into her own orgasm. "Give it to me, Baby...Ahhhhhhnnnn."

Just at the instant she was about to rocket off, her eyes swept across the door.

OH, GOD, JACK IS WATCHING US, she screamed to herself.

Where in the hell had he come from?

The shock of seeing him immediately doused her climatic fires. But oblivious to Jack's presence, Jon continued to hump his cock into her as it bucked and spurted out its load into her cunt.

Her mind swirled around like a tornado gone wild. What could she do? Thank you, God for letting this happen, she sarcastically muttered to herself.

Christ! How fucking embarrassing.

How long has he been out there?

Hurry up, Jon. Hurry up and stop coming, she silently screamed, wishing he finish so she could move.

What should she do, she wondered as Jon continued to hold his cock in her as it slowly emptied itself inside her cringing pussy?

Maybe if she looked away, Jack would leave. She didn't want him to know that she knew he was there. That would be too embarrassing.

Deliberately turning her head away from the door, she gently coaxed Jon to finish filling her wincing cunt with his cum.

Finally, she felt Jon's cock stop erupting inside of her.

As Jon slowly lowered himself down onto her, she cautiously sneaked a peek back at the door.

Jack was gone. Thank goodness, she told herself. The problem wasn't solved, but at least he was gone for now.

Momentarily relieved, she wondered what to do next.

She lay there thinking, watching Jon's breathing grow more and more regular until she heard him begin to snore quietly. The answer hadn't come to her as she had hoped it would. Maybe she would do better if she were on her feet.

Trying not to wake her husband, Joyce carefully eased herself away from him and sat up on the edge of the bed. Standing up, she turned to see if Jon was still asleep. He was.

Tip-toeing over to the closet, she pulled down a long flowing gown and slipped it on.

It wasn't one of her sexy see-through gowns, but she could still make out the outline of her body underneath the soft, billowy material. There was no way she could conceal the hugeness of her breasts anyway as they jutted out defiantly, bouncing and wiggling with every move she made.

Hurrying over to the door, she closed it. Pacing back and forth, she wondered what she could do. She couldn't change what had happened. She had a choice actually. She could have a talk with Jack and explain that it was a fact of life or pretend that she hadn't seen him.

First, she would have to find out if Jack knew she had seen him.

Feeling a little better now that she had, had time to sort things out, she quietly stole over to the door and slipped out into the hallway. Looking back, she made sure that Jon was still sleeping before she silently moved down the hall toward Jack's room. The house was like a tomb as she silently padded down the hallway. As she made her way, she glanced down and saw that she could see the faint silhouette of her huge tits under the flimsy material of her gown.

Stopping, she looked closer and could see the darkened outline of her big, dusky areolas and her taut nipples sticking out like a stack of pink nickels. Wondering if she should put on something a little less revealing, she suddenly realized that Jack had see a whole lot more than her tits.

Unable to hide the prominent swell of her gigantic breasts, she resumed her journey towards her son's room. She felt Jon's thick, sticky cum oozing out of her cunt, reminding her that not only had Jack seen them fucking, but he had also torpedoed her orgasm. And now her vagina was begging for gratification. Running her hand down to her pleading womanhood, she roughly rubbed herself through the thin material of her gown, but it only made the itch worse.

Her mind was in such a frenzy, that she walked right past Jack's door. Realizing it, she stopped and shook her head. Trying to shake the feeling of foreboding, she slowly retraced her steps back to his door. Putting her ear to the door, she listened for a few seconds.

What was that thumping sound, she wondered. It sounded like Jack's bed knocking against the wall. What? Then, like standing in a fog as the sun burned it off, it came to her. He was masturbating.

Her mouth dropped open in shock. Why was he doing that? Still listening, she wondered what must be going through his head. After all, hadn't he just witnessed his parents fucking? He had just seen his parents doing it right in front of him. What did she really expect?

Still in a state of sexual arousal, she felt the itch between her legs flare up. He was masturbating because he had seen her getting fucked. Was he fantasizing about doing it to her, too? Just like his father had? Suddenly, she tried to picture what Jack must look like masturbating. Lying there in his bed jerking his hand up and down his penis while he thought her being fucked by his father.
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I wonder what it looks like. Was Jack's penis big and thick like his father's or was it smaller and more delicate or maybe it was even bigger than Jon's.

My God, she thought to herself, you're nothing but a fucking slut. Thinking about Jack that way. You're the one who caused it all anyway. Why don't you just go away and leave him alone. Leave him alone to try to masturbate away the picture of his father fucking you.

But she couldn't leave. She didn't want to move. She had never felt like this before. Not about Jack. She couldn't believe it herself. She almost delirious with an insane obsession to see his cock.

Using every last iota of will power she had, she fought to keep from flinging Jack's door open and watching him masturbate. As she stood listening to him through the door, she felt her strength to resist begin to crumble and her hand slowly reached for the doorknob.

Then, just as her fingers were about to close around the door handle, she found one last reserve of will power.

Stepping away from the door, she jerked her hand back from the knob like it was on fire. Not trusting herself any longer, she turned and started toward their bedroom.

Then she saw Jon coming out of their bedroom.

"Where have you been?" he asked, yawning and scratching his big, dangling balls as she walked back toward him.

"Oh, I thought I heard Jack come in and I was just going to see if he had," she smiled at him.

"Dressed like that?" he leered, admiring the way her beautiful tits were silhouetted in the soft glow of the hall light.

"I was just going to listen at his door, you silly thing," she grinned, reaching out and grabbing dangling manhood, "Is there anything left in here for me?"

"I wish there was," he laughed, lifting her gigantic breasts and giving them a loving squeeze. "But the office just called and I have to fly over to Stockton and repair one of the rigs tonight so we can start drilling tomorrow."

"Ohhh, No," she complained, squeezing and pulling on his cock as it began to swell in her hand, "See, he's ready for some more. Maybe you had better stick around and do some drilling here."

"I wish I could," he laughed again, pushing her hand away from his thickening cock. "But they have the plane ready to go and if I can get it finished tonight, maybe I can get back in time for a rerun. Otherwise I'll be down there all night."

"Okay, but try to make it back," she pouted. "I'll be waiting."

Both of them went back into the bedroom. Jon disappeared into the shower while Joyce went to the chest-of-drawers and rummaged through a couple of drawers until she found a top and a pair of shorts that she tossed on the bed. Pacing about nervously, she waited until Jon came striding back into the room drying himself with a big fluffy towel.

"That felt good," he grinned, tossing the towel aside.

"I think I'll take one too," Joyce said longingly watching his big dick flop around as he walked over to the closet.

Slipping her gown off, she walked over and stood in the doorway to the closet.

"Just remember that this is waiting for you when you get home."

"How could I forget," he said, pulling her to him and hugging her tightly, "Keep it all hot and primed for me."

"If it was any hotter," she laughed, giving him a peck on the cheek, "it would be smoking."

"My, what a naughty girl," Jon laughed as he dressed, admiring her lovely backside as she sashayed to the shower swinging her hips from side to side indecently.

Stepping into the shower, Joyce turned the water on full force and let it beat down on her. Still, try as she might, she couldn't stop thinking about Jack masturbating. Doing penitence, she let the stinging needles of water turn her skin cherry red. Still no answer came. Finally she reached up and turned the water off. Gently lifting her huge tits, she began fondling the big hard nipples that had swollen so large they threatened to burst at any second as she listened to see if Jon was coming back into the bathroom. As she teased the turgid paps, they grew so taut and sensitive she had to stop teasing them.

Finally, she stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel. Drying herself, she walked into the bedroom to find that Jon had already departed. A little disappointed and miffed that he had left without saying bye, she finished drying off and walked over to the bed.

Picking up the shorts she had tossed their earlier, she bent down and quickly pulled them up over her long, lovely legs. She really shouldn't be running around sans panties, she told herself. Especially in the condition she was in. Looking over to the mirror, she saw that the slit in the sides of her shorts ran all the way up to the waistband, leaving her sexy hips almost bare. Smiling to herself, she reached down and picked up the halter-top. Slipping it on, she pulled it down over her giant tits, tucking them inside the best she could.

Maybe I ought to let Jack see these, too, she wickedly thought, since he's seen everything else.

Poking and prodding on the gigantic mammaries she eventually got the situated where they were as comfortable as she could make them.
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With her mind doing crazy flip-flops and the newly emerged attitude toward Jack, Joyce was almost afraid to leave her room. She didn't know what was making her feel so out of control.

Maybe she had always had these feelings for Jack but had never admitted it. Whatever it was, she was extremely uncomfortable about it and wished it would go away.

"HI, Mom," came a voice from the door.

Almost jumping out of her skin, Joyce jerked around to see her daughter Joan standing in the doorway.

"Golly, Mom," Joan said, "You look like you've just seen a ghost. Is everything okay?"

"What, oh, Joan, boy am I glad to see you," Joyce exclaimed.

Rescued, she told herself. Saved from her wickedness by her daughter. Or at least postponed for the time being.



"What's wrong, Mom?" Joan asked with a puzzled look on her face.

"Oh, nothing," Joyce smiled, walking toward her. "Your dad just got called out on a job and I'm just glad to have someone in the house with me. Where's Jill?"

"Harold and Steve came by and picked up Karen and Jill. I was odd man, or woman as it was, out so here I am with nothing to do on a Saturday night. Isn't that the pits?"

"Well, how bout I order a pizza and we just hang out, then?" Joyce smiled.

"Great," Joan bubbled, glad that her ruined Saturday night had been somewhat saved. "Is Jack home?"

"I, uh, I, uh, don't really know," Joyce stuttered, trying to hide her embarrassment, "I didn't hear him come in."

"Is it okay if he joins us, if he's home or is this a gal thing?" Joan asked.

"I, uh, I don't, uh, I don't see why not," she finally stammered out, her face turning beet red as she turned away from her daughter to hide it.

"Are you okay, Mom," Joan asked again, still trying to figure out what was going on.

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"Okay, then, I'll meet you downstairs. I think I'm going to take a quick dip before the pizza gets here." Joan grinned, turning and heading down the hallway.

Stepping back into her bedroom and closing the door, Joyce knew she would have to face Jack sooner or later. She didn't know if she could look him in the eye and pretend that she hadn't seen him or not. Could she do it without breaking up? There was only one way to find out, she thought as she slipped into her bathing suit.

Standing in front of the mirror, she admired the way the suit hugged her curves and accentuated her assets. Not that they needed accentuation. The skimpy wisp of material was only an attempt to conceal her most private of private places. And looking down there in the mirror, she saw that several kinky brown hairs had spilled out around the edges of the skimpy suit.

Dawn was in her bed, relaxing in the dark with her long legs spread apart just enough to allow room for her busy hand. The pillows were propped up against the wall so that she could almost sit upright. Certainly she could xxx herself if she wanted to. If she could have seen through the covers. It was fall and the nights were just starting to cool off, so she was using a light blanket and not the heavier comforter that she knew she’d be using in a few weeks. The clean sheets felt crisp and inviting against her bare skin. It was so delicious when she had taken off all of her clothes so slowly and erotically, all the while pretending that he was watching her. As she climbed into her bed the silky smooth sheets felt particularly cool brushing against her hot naked skin. In her heightened senses, every touch of the bedclothes was a gentle tickle to her libido.
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Dawn’s fingers were languidly stirring her wet clit, swishing and swirling salty girl juice around the heart of her sex. It was pleasant enough dreamland that enveloped her, and she knew that it was one that would eventually lead her to a good cum. Eventually, that is, if her dream lover didn’t come and take her before she allowed herself that release.

He might. Then again he might not. He hadn’t come yet, even though Dawn had wanted him for so very long. Nope. He might not come tonight at all, in spite of all of her longing and in outright defiance of all of the hints she had dropped. But she couldn’t blame him. Not really. After all, Dawn’s dream lover was her daddy.

She wasn’t quite sure just when this particular desire arose in her. Lots of girls must idly dream about their fathers, mustn’t they? Surely she was no different than they were. But it didn’t really matter. It didn’t matter at all, because her father was sexier than theirs. He was better looking and smarter than any other father. And her daddy loved her in a way that the other girls could not even hope to even dream of. And someday he would come and take her. She knew it. Someday he would come and make wild sweet love to her. It might even be tonight. She would just have to be patient. And if wasn’t tonight, well a girl is allowed to enjoy her own body when her daddy isn’t around, isn’t she?

After Dawn had decided that she wanted her daddy and that no other lover would do, she had come up with a plan. She was going to be patient. Over time she was going to let him know that she was available to him. Her plan was a trail of feminine breadcrumbs, subtly growing stronger and sexier. But this trail was designed to lead him to her bed so that he would make love to her. And if somehow he didn’t follow them, then she would just come up with another plan. Make him jealous, maybe? Tie him up when he was sleeping and not untie him until he spurt his seed inside her? Disguise herself so that he though he was making love to somebody else? It doesn’t really matter. Not yet. Because she was certain in her own heart that one day he was going to take his daughter. Hopefully it would be tonight.

The first step in her plan was to make him notice her almost grown up body. After all, he wouldn’t make love to her if he still thought she was a little girl, now would he? Dawn had matured into a seductive girl of gentle curves, long legs and firm breasts. And fortunately the current styles in young girls’ clothing fit into her plans nicely. She began xxx in tight jeans which showed off her tight little ass and shapely legs. And it was very in vogue to wear clinging shirts that left her tummy and shoulders bare. So she was able to show off her assets (she just loved that dirty word – ass-ets…) without being very obvious about it.

And it had worked. More than once she’d caught him out of the corner of her eye, looking appraisingly over her feminine curves. Of course she had never said anything to him. A girl has to at least pretend modesty, doesn’t she? And even though he quickly turned away each time she caught him, she was sure that he had liked what he’d seen. And every time she caught him looking at her as a woman it sent a shiver down her spine. She even took to standing around in seductive poses when Daddy was near, her hip shot out or pretending to stretch her back so that her nipples were obvious against the fabric of her shirt. And when she caught him admiring her youthful figure she would smile brightly to let him know that she appreciated it.

The next step in the plan was to let him know that she had breasts. All men like breasts, didn’t they? Oh, he had seen her figure turning from that of a young girl into that of a mature woman. But seeing her tittys bouncing gently under her skimpy shirts wouldn’t be quite the same as feeling them, would it? And so she took every chance she had, every opportunity to make him aware of her firm protuberances. When he was standing at the barbecue she had come up behind him and pressed her tit into his arm as she pretended to take an interest in how well her hamburger was done. She had pressed hard, and she knew that he could feel her nipple through his shirt. But of course he hadn’t said anything.

Another time that Dawn had leaned over him while he was typing at his desk. She let her breast (naked under her shirt, of course) graze his shoulder over and over as he gave her help that she didn’t really need with her homework. She wasn’t exactly sure if his little shudder had been the result of feeling her little nipple brushing his shoulder, but it sure seemed like she was having the desired effect on him. And the heavenly feeling of her nipple hardening as she rubbed it against her daddy was just a bonus, wasn’t it?

Her hugs had become rather frequent. Full-blown full contact full body hugs. Not the embarrassed ‘I don’t want my daddy to feel my breasts’ kind that most teenage girls give their fathers, but the ‘I’m pretending I don’t notice but can you feel my grown up tittys?’ kind. At first he had seemed uncomfortable, but as she shared her hugs more and more often he had learned to enjoy her affections without feeling embarrassed. And she loved him so much when he wrapped his arms tightly around her slender waist. Once (was it only last week?) his hand had dropped and patted her bottom through her jeans as she’d thrown her arms around his neck to welcome him home. A little tremble shook her body as her daddy’s hand touched her ass, and she had imagined that it was the touch of a lover and not of a father. She had felt so grown up that day.

Laying in her bed, Dawn felt a little gush of wetness flow from her pussy with the memory, and she moved her drenched finger in delicate circles around her clit. She had even shaved herself, wanting not even the tiny impedance of a little hair to interfere with the pleasures that her late night strokings could give her. She raised her wet fingertips to her lips so that she could taste her rising excitement. God, would Daddy think she tasted as good as she does? Would he want to lick her and slowly taste all of the pleasures of her body? Or was Daddy the kind of man who just used a girl, pounding himself inside her for his pleasure alone? Either way was OK with her. It didn’t matter at all, as long as it was her sweet and sexy father screwing her.

Once he was used to feeling Dawn’s supple body embracing his she had stepped up the plan. Daddy usually came into her room to say goodnight, and one night she had waited by her desk, wearing her shortest skirt and no underwear. God, she was nervous! What if he got embarrassed? What if he got mad? But Daddy had often remarked about how much he liked his wife’s slender legs. And sometimes he would give a wolf whistle when he saw a particularly nice pair of legs on a cute girl at the mall or even on TV. Nope, Dawn knew that her Daddy was a leg man from way back, and pushing her breasts against him was only going to get her so far. It was time to up the stakes. And so she had waited.

Finally she heard him coming down the hall. She turned and faced the desk, and bent over. She felt so exposed like this! And she remembered how she thought that it was a good thing that he couldn’t see her front, otherwise he would surely have asked her about the pink blush she felt moving up from her belly to her face. After some experimentation with the mirror on her door she had discovered that if she put this little skirt on (none of her others would do – they were all just too long!), and got in just the right position in front of her desk and spread her legs just the right distance apart, that her pussy was plainly visible from behind. She heard the door open, and there was a little pause. Was that a gasp she heard? She smiled to herself as she pretended not to notice that her very own daddy was looking up her skirt at her bare ass and pussy. She cocked her hip to one side as she pretended to look at the history paper on her desk. She had learned that this move caused her ass to wiggle just so – just like one of those girls in an MTV video. Gosh, it felt delicious and so very wicked to know that her own daddy was looking at her taut butt and swollen wet pussy.

After several long seconds Daddy apparently recovered from the shock of seeing his daughter’s gorgeous ass. He knocked on the open door as if he hadn’t been staring at her firm naked butt. She had bounced upright and looked over at her father and smiled as he croaked out his usual “Goodnight Dawn. Love you, baby.” He pretended that he hadn’t been looking at his daughter’s naked sex. But the strangled tone in his voice let her know that her mission had been successful. She pretended to be surprised at the sound of his voice, and she popped upright letting her skirt fall back into place. She turned to face him, all innocence and smiles. “Goodnight, Daddy!”

Of course, those weren’t the words she wanted to use on her father. She had learned early on that dirty words held a special kind of magic for her. Cock. Pussy. Screw. And as she played with herself night after night she whispered out loud the words that embodied her desires and drove her to the most intense orgasms. “Fuck me, Daddy.” Those whispered words were always a kick-start to her rising excitement – absolutely guaranteed to push her up to the next level of pleasure. And she had even experimented with different ways of saying it to see which one might sound the best. Which one would hold the most power during their love-making. Imploring? “Fuck me, Daddy.” Demanding? “Fuck me, Daddy.” Softly? “Fuck me, Daddy.” No matter which way she said them the dirty words had an immediate effect on her needy pussy, causing it to spasm deliciously as she teased yet another orgasm out of her dripping hole. “Fuck me, Daddy” had become Dawn’s mantra, her unfilled dreams and her raison d’etre all rolled into one.

As she lay in bed waiting for her father Dawn dipped her fingers inside herself again and spread her legs a little further to allow herself better access to her little hole. Gosh, it always made her feel so warm and grown-up and excited to think of sex with her father. The need was beginning to rise in her again, and she wasn’t sure whether she could wait much longer for daddy to show up before she had to finish the job herself. But it’s been this way every night since she decided to that she was going to try to seduce her daddy. And so she practiced, her fingers dancing on her clit and her voice a whisper lest she be heard - “Fuck me, Daddy.” Her fingers swirled around her hole a little faster with the mental image and the magic words. “Fuck me, Daddy.”

OK, so he knew that she had a pretty body. And if he’d given it any thought at all, he probably knew that she’d taken that first step on the road to womanhood and begun playing with herself. But it’s one thing to think that your daughter is masturbating, and it’s quite another to know it for a fact. Since he’d ‘caught’ her bending over her desk and seen her bare butt he had become more careful about going into her room unannounced. But Daddy’s habit of saying goodnight to his little girl hadn’t changed, and she had worked that to her advantage.

A few days after she let her father see her naked butt she was getting ready for bed. She had taken off her tight jeans little early, sliding them down her long legs. Dawn stripped off her socks but left her t-shirt on as she watched herself in the mirror. Gosh, she really did have pretty legs, slender and shapely. She knew that the boys at school all wished that she was theirs; that they were the ones who could fuck her and bury themselves inside her and fill her with their hot sperm. But she was daddy’s girl from top to bottom. She trembled a little as she pushed her hair behind her ears and smiled at herself in the mirror. It was time for the next step.

Dawn turned out the light and slipped under the covers and thought of her daddy between her legs. He would thrust himself inside her and pound her hard until she came and came. Until he gushed that mysterious white sperm deep inside his little girl. With that picture in her head it was no surprise at all that she was swollen and wet, her cherry hole gaping wide as it longed to be filled with her father. She spread her legs wide and moved her hand down between them. She could see her fingers working under the covers, kneading and stroking that meeting point between her legs and causing her so much pleasure that she had to bite her lip to keep from crying out. It wouldn’t do at all to have him hear her before he got into the room and she learned his intentions.

It was a good thing that she’d had so much practice at this. That she could keep herself on the knife-edge of a good cum for as long as she wanted to. Well, as long as the mental image of her father didn’t become too real, because that always pushed her so quickly to cumming that she was unable to stop. And so she patiently played, loving her slippery ministrations as she tried not to cum until she heard him at the door. Trying to think of Daddy without thinking of Daddy and watching her busy fingers under the covers. She loved every satiny stroke, every gooey caress. The musky scent of a daughter in heat filled the room and she hoped that the liquid splashing sounds that her fingers were making didn’t carry to the hallway.http://www.porncc.org/daddy-good-little-bad-girl-t180612.html

Finally Daddy arrived. He knocked on the door and paused while he waited for Dawn to invite him in. This was the crucial part. She had to make it sound like she’d said yes but without really saying it. Fortunately the soft moan that escaped her lips just then from thinking of her father at the door did the trick. Daddy heard her and took his daughter’s low vocalization as permission to enter. He pushed the door open and stepped into her room.

She may never know just what Daddy was thinking when he saw his little girl playing with herself under the covers, her legs spread wide, her fingers obviously hard at work under the covers, her eyes closed in bliss and her breathing quick and hot as she started to cum. Should he leave? Should he pretend that he couldn’t see? Should he just give in and xxx? But she was having sex in the same room as her father, and he was watching! She immediately gave up on trying to hold back (indeed, she probably couldn’t have stopped if she had wanted to) and let the orgasm overtake her. It was a skittering and skipping cum that took her breath away but wasn’t quite the peak that she knew she could achieve. Just nervous, she guessed. She could feel daddy’s eyes on her, taking in his little girl’s lewd and wanton handiwork. It was over in a few seconds, and she pretended that she had just noticed him as she squeezed her legs together at the end and her eyes flickered open. His sight of her wasn’t perfect, with the light from the hallway providing the only illumination. She held her breath as she waited to see what his reaction would be.

After what seemed like forever but must have been only a few seconds, Dad just said, “Goodnight, Dawn honey.” But she had learned what that rasp in his tone meant from when he had seen her naked pussy. There was no mistaking the note of desire in his voice. Oh yes. Daddy had seen. Daddy knew exactly what she had been doing. And Daddy had liked it.

The skipping cum that she had experienced that night became part of her nightly repertoire. And as she remembered it, Dawn flicked her fingertip against her clit, keeping herself right there, cumming ever so lightly over and over as she slowly built up towards the big one that would allow her to go to sleep wet and sated to dream peaceful dreams of her handsome daddy. Her legs shook and she trembled as the juices flowed down between her legs to puddle on the sheets beneath her. Every morning she woke up in a wet spot of her own making. But she always pretended that it was a wet spot that her daddy made, and Dawn would carry that thought with her throughout her days.

Knowing on an instinctual level that it just might be possible to seduce her daddy, she also knew that there was no way he would take her if she were inexperienced. A girl needs a little practice if she’s going to be good enough for her very own father. But she still wanted him to be her first. It was a conundrum that had no apparent resolution. There was no way for her to learn how to become a good lover and still give her cherry to Daddy. At least, that’s what she had believed. But then one day when she saw Brittney kiss Madonna on the television a giant light bulb went off inside her head. She had a girlfriend, didn’t she?

Susan had become her best friend some time before, and Dawn was closer to her than to anybody else. She knew all about Dawn – every dream, every wish, and every unfulfilled desire. Everything that is except for Dawn’s innermost longing to be fucked by her very own daddy. And Susan was one of the prettiest girls in school, too, with long blond hair and a wonderfully curvy figure. Dawn decided that trying to seduce Susan would be her practice run – a way to see if there were any flaws in her planning abilities. So she developed a plan that that she would implement over time much like the slower seduction that she was trying on her father.

It had started with a quick kiss on Susan’s cheek one night when Dawn told her goodnight after school. She had looked a little surprised but hadn’t said anything. Dawn thought that maybe she even looked a little thoughtful. And then the next Friday night she had taken her hand and held it gently during the football game. Susan’s hand was soft and warm. More to the point she didn’t seem to mind holding Dawn’s hand one little bit. The two of them had cheered the team on to victory between their surreptitious hand-holding.

The next day Dawn advanced her plan with a quick “Love you, baby” whispered into the phone after a call about that day’s history assignment. She gave Susan some long seductive looks during study hall. Dawn complimented her gorgeous body one afternoon after school. Of course, she had found that part of her plan very easy to do because Susan was a very cute girl. In fact, Dawn was a little surprised when she realized that she was beginning to get excited whenever she thought of her best friend’s figure and the things that they might be doing together if her plan worked.

She brushed Susan’s hair during one rainy afternoon, and she began giving her full body hugs for no real reason. But she held them a little longer each time and after a couple of weeks it was not uncommon for them to be in each other’s arms for several moments at a time. And then came the day when she had caressed Susan’s ass while she was making them a snack in the kitchen. Her butt was so warm and firm under her jeans, and Dawn felt a little tremor between her legs when she realized what she was doing. She wasn’t sure, but she thought that maybe Susan had wiggled her bottom against Dawn’s hand. It was time.


That night Dawn called Susan on the phone. Dawn steered the discussion towards boys, a topic which she brought up every night. But this time she gently guided the talk toward which ones were hot and which ones she might like to kiss. Which ones she might like to sleep with. What it might be like to actually do it.

Susan didn’t know that she had unsnapped her pajamas and slipped her hand between her legs. And she certainly would have been shocked just then if she’d known that Dawn was picturing her pink pussy and not some boy’s cock. Dawn’s fingers began their gentle dancing on her shaved slit. It felt so wicked to be playing with herself while talking to Susan, and her fingers and her warm little hole were slippery in no time. She asked Susan if the conversation was making her hot, and when she confided that it was, Dawn confessed to her in her best seductive voice what she was doing.

“I’m playing with myself right now,” she had whispered, her fingers moving faster of their own accord as she breathlessly murmured her confession.

“Ohmigod, Dawn,” she said, her voice full of an odd mixture of wonder and embarrassment. “I am, too.” Susan’s voice trailed off and Dawn almost believed that she could hear Susan’s fingers busily fondling her wet slit. “M-m-my panties are pushed aside so that I can.. I can…” Susan’s voice degenerated into a low moan, and Dawn heard the phone drop to the floor. She knew exactly what was happening. She heard her! She heard Susan having an orgasm and the knowledge that she was there to share it caused her own orgasm to tumble from her, rapidly escaping her body as if it couldn’t be contained for a second longer. A low moan that matched Susan’s broke free from her lips, and she shared the most intense orgasm of her life with her girl friend.http://www.porncc.org/euro-sex-parties-chelsey-lanette-t295117.html

It was so exciting in fact that she and Susan had begun having phone sex together every night. Their mutual attraction built to a fever pitch as the week went on. This was so exciting, so forbidden, so tempting. Every orgasm was a new adventure, a new building block in Dawn’s relationship with her girl friend. And every night she had pushed the boundaries a little further.

“Honey?” she had said. “I’m putting my wet finger in my mouth. Can you taste me?”

“Dawn! Ohmigod! I can’t believe you did that!” Even over the phone she could tell that the thought of Dawn licking her own juices was pushing Susan’s excitement even higher.

“You do it too. Do it for me, Susan. Please?”

A pause, and then, “Oh God yes. I’m doing it. Ohmigod, Dawn! You taste so goood…” There was a pause, and then the funny little panting that she had learned that Susan always did just before she came. “Listen,” she gasped, and Dawn heard her move the phone to her pussy so that she could hear the wet sounds of her fingers wildly rubbing her slit.

She was proud of herself that she managed to not drop the phone as the motion of her fingers matched Susan’s and her orgasm washed through her. She listened to Susan gasping for air as she wildly thrashed her wet pussy and came. Came while thinking of Dawn. And every time that Dawn came over the phone with her new lover it just got stronger and stronger. How much more could a girl take?

A couple of days later Dawn was ready for the next step in her planned seduction of Susan. Their nightly phone cum was behind them, and they were both settling into their post-orgasm languor before their goodnights. “You know what I really want?” Dawn had asked. She whispered, a secret confession that might even embarrass practiced lovers. But this was no time for shyness if she wanted to seduce Susan and then her father. And so she let the words tumble breathlessly from her lips. “I want to xxx your pussy while you make yourself cum.”

Susan had blushed – why she could even tell over the phone. But, and here was the big thing, she didn’t say ‘no.’ Of course, she didn’t say ‘yes’ either. But Dawn was encouraged, and from then on their nightly phone sex ended with Dawn’s gentle pleading. She mentioned it at every opportunity, telling Susan how thrilling it would be to see her naked pussy. How hot it made her. Telling her how exciting it would be to actually be naked in the same room with each other instead of just talking on the phone. For a week of increasingly exciting phone sex she had ended each night with a whispered entreaty, a gentle suggestion. “Can’t I xxx you cum?”

Finally Susan had giggled and given in. Dawn jumped on the chance and invited her over to spend the night. They both knew why they were there, and it wasn’t to sleep. They pretended in front of Dawn’s parents that it was just another sleepover.

Late at night when it was certain that mom and dad had gone to bed, Dawn and Susan retired giggling to Dawn’s room. Somehow they couldn’t manage to look each other in the face. Dawn turned on her reading light. There was to be no touching – not yet. That would be too much like having sex and neither of them was ready for that yet. But Dawn was quite wet with anticipation, and eager to display her wet slit to her girl friend. And so at Susan’s nod when she asked her, “Ready?” she had unzipped her jeans.

Out of the corner of her eye she watched Susan’s eyes drop to her waist as her fingers unfastened her jeans. They were both too embarrassed at being naked in front of somebody for the purpose of sex to be playful or seductive about it. They just unzipped their pants, pushed them down and kicked them off.

Dawn tried not to let her know just how excited she was – playing it cool and acting like she had done this before even though they both knew that they hadn’t. But it was very difficult. It wasn’t as if they had never seen each other’s nude bodies. There had been the occasional glimpse of something that was normally covered by clothing during their sleepovers. And of course there were always the forced showers at school after gym class. But Dawn knew this was different, and somehow way more exciting than taking her clothes off to play with herself. This was taking her clothes off just to that someone else could see her naked breasts and her shiny slit and become aroused by the sight of her. And that made all the difference in the world.

Next came their panties and socks, thrown in an untidy pile in the corner of her room, and then they both took off their t-shirts. For some reason they had both saved their bras until last. Dawn became chagrined when she realized that Susan felt the same way about her tits that she did about her own– somehow they were the most private and yet visible sign of her burgeoning sexuality. They had both blushed and then giggled as they took their bras off too.

Dawn’s eyes were immediately drawn to the blond tangle between Susan’s legs. Who knew that looking a girl’s bare pussy could be so exciting? The slippery wetness between her legs felt so divine as she walked over to her bed. She picked up a couple of pillows and threw them at her naked girlfriend. “Here! I’ll sit here, and you sit there.” Dawn smiled as she caught them, and she crawled into place on her bed with her legs spread wide and her heels dangling over the edges so that Susan could see her hairless pussy. Dawn leaned forward and patted the mattress in front of her, showing Susan where to sit. Susan couldn’t take her eyes off Dawn’s crotch as she crawled onto the bed between her legs.

“Ohmigod!” she exclaimed. It was obvious that Susan was very turned and surprised by the sight of a clean shaven pussy. “Why did you do that?”

“Do you like it?” Dawn dropped her hand to her wet clit, letting Susan see her red fingernails against her pale pink pussy. “I did it for you, so that you could see better. It feels so nice this way.”

Wordlessly Susan leaned back on the comforter and spread her legs as wide as Dawn’s. She couldn’t for a second take her eyes off of Dawn’s slippery pussy. Dawn felt so deliciously wanton and brazen, and the feeling traveled straight between her legs. Her breath quickened, and it was as much because of Susan’s lusty look as it was because of her busy fingers. Susan’s toes were almost touching hers as they both sat with their legs sprawled the better to display themselves for each other. There was so much to see! Susan’s legs were naked, somehow more naked than even when she was wearing her bikini in swimming class. Dawn had no idea that they were so long and shapely. Somehow it had never mattered before, but now it was all she could do to keep from touching them, from caressing those smooth calves and white thighs. Susan’s wide and naked hips curved gently in to her tiny waist, and her breasts were somehow calling Dawn’s lips. How could this be? Wasn’t it just boys who wanted to suck on a girl’s breasts? She had never realized just how sexy a girl could be until this very moment, and it gave her a feeling of confidence in her own body.

As Susan settled into a comfortable position Dawn got her first clear view of her wet slit, almost hidden under a tousle of fine curly hair. Her pussy was a delicate shade of pink that made her mouth water, and her inner lips were obviously swollen and puffy with desire. Dawn was proud that she had instilled such lust in her girlfriend. A hungry smile settled on her lips and she gasped as her fingers first touched her own tiny slit and then began their gentle teasing.

As wet as she was, none of the moisture was on her clit. Slowly she dipped her finger inside so that she could gather the slippery cum and rub it where it would do her the most good. She gasped as her wet finger touched her clit. It was almost as if she could feel the fire from Susan’s eyes warming her center. A delicious chill ran up her back and her whole body trembled. She knew that it wasn’t going to take her long to cum. Her eyes became as transfixed on Susan’s wet sex and busy fingers as hers were on Dawn’s.

“God, you’re so pretty! Do you like watching me? I like watching you.” Dawn had meant for her voice to be calm and seductive, but somehow it had come out breathless and stuttering. My word this was sexy! She never felt so alive, so intimate, so intensely close to cumming. Susan nodded slowly, obviously distracted by her own impending orgasm. She obligingly leaned a little farther back and spread her legs even further, the better for Dawn to see her hole and xxx her busy fingers do their magic.

Susan’s fingers were frantically whipping her clit into a cummy frenzy. It was so different than how Dawn made herself cum. Now that she knew how Susan liked to be massaged she would be able to use on her someday. Someday when she wasn’t so close to an orgasm herself. Susan’s cummy moisture was splashing all around her fingers and thighs as she went faster and faster. Suddenly she arched her back and moaned, her fingers pushing hard on her clit as her body froze in pleasure. She was cumming! The excitement was more than Dawn could handle, and she collapsed back on the bed and rammed her fingers deep inside her slick pussy as her suppressed need suddenly took her mind away and she came and came and came.http://www.porncc.org/euro-sex-parties-chelsey-lanette-t295117.html

It was the most intense orgasm that she’d ever had. Why it was even better than the phone sex ones, and after they had both recovered they had done it again. And again. And even though Dawn and Susan never even touched, they both agreed that it was somehow the most satisfying playing that either of them had ever done. Or maybe this didn’t count as playing with yourself any more. Dawn didn’t know and she didn’t care. The next morning her goodbye kiss took on a new feeling – lingering on Susan’s lips and lightly touching her tongue with her own.

“Did you enjoy last night?” Susan had asked playfully.

“Oh, god, yes. I can’t wait to do it again.” Dawn knew that Susan felt the same way. How could she not? The whole experience was so much sexier than either of them had bargained for. The two of them began meeting and cumming together as often as they could.

Dawn took her time with the seduction of her girlfriend, and she enjoyed every slippery cum that they shared. In a whirlwind of rising excitements, they played and enjoyed each other’s company as they became more intimate. Dawn loved practicing kissing her girl friend. She tasted so sweet, and they both had learned together how to read signals - when to kiss harder and when to kiss softer, their tongues dancing together in that most intimate dance that lovers share. It was only a time or two after they had started necking in earnest that they moved on to fingering each other (and again Dawn’s cum that night sent a new level of exquisite pleasure for her). Eventually they were licking and slurping each other’s dripping slits, swallowing slippery girl juice as they took turns exploding in each other’s hungry mouths.

But as much as Dawn loved making love to Susan, seducing her was only a step in her greater plan. And now that she felt experienced enough in the etiquettes of being a good lover, it was time to let her daddy know that she was no longer his virginal inexperienced daughter.

Since Susan didn’t know of Dawn’s attraction to her father, she couldn’t be in on the plan. Nope. She was going to have to be an unwitting participant. A pretty one to be sure, one whom Dawn cared about a great deal, but one who didn’t know what her girl friend’s devious plan was.

And so Dawn had asked her over after school for a couple of hours. As new lovers, they both knew exactly what that meant. It meant caressing, kissing, and licking each other’s naked bodies until they were both sated and exhausted. But this time Dawn had an ulterior motive. She had lied to Susan when she told her that her parents weren’t coming home. Daddy was on the way, and would be there in just a little bit. She wanted him to see that she had a lover, that she wasn’t the innocent daughter he thought she was, that someone thought she was a sexy girl worthy of sharing physical passion. Maybe he could then begin to see her as a possible sexual partner and not just as his little baby.

When Susan arrived Dawn surprised her with a warm kiss and a long slow embrace right there in her living room. It was almost like being in full view of everyone. She had never had the run of the house with her new lover before. Until now their loving had been limited to steamy late nights in Dawn’s bedroom, time eagerly stolen from their normal slumbers. The added thrill of daytime kissing in a new location sent Dawn’s excitement to new heights. She was slippery and ready for Susan’s mouth on her pussy after only a few lusty wet kisses.

Giggling like schoolgirls they leaned away from each other, their eyes locked as their hands dropped to each other’s pants. They unsnapped each other’s jeans, trying hard to prolong the delicious anticipation but failing miserably. In a moment, two moments at the most, they were both free of those restricting pants. Dawn kissed her girlfriend feverishly as she pushed her jeans and panties down over her firm ass. Susan’s hands did the same for Dawn and simultaneously their fingers found each other’s slick love buttons. In a moment Dawn’s fingers were as wet as her lips and Susan’s hand was cupped over her slick pussy. It was so wicked to be standing in her living room, her pants pushed down as she kissed and fondled her girlfriend. Dawn forgot all about her father’s imminent arrival with the shock of pleasure that Susan’s fingers brought. She closed her eyes in delight and lost herself in Susan’s kiss while they fingered each other’s dripping slits.
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Every thought Dawn might have had was extinguished in the sultry pleasures of Susan’s kisses and her supple fingers. And so she was quite startled when she realized that Susan had stepped away with a small squeal. Dawn looked at her lover blushing, her hand over her mouth and a shocked look in her eye as she looked over Dawn’s shoulder. Dawn pretended that she had no idea what had stopped Susan’s erotic attentions, but she really knew that her father was behind her. That he’d seen her passionately kissing a girl. That he had seen her fingers inside a girl’s wet pussy while she was being fondled herself.

“Ohmigod!” Susan whispered. “Your dad!” Dawn pretended to be shocked as Susan told her that she didn’t really know how long he’d been in the doorway watching. She’d only seen him when she opened her eyes to look into Dawn’s and seen him over her shoulder. He was quietly looking at his daughter’s naked ass, his mouth open in shocked desire as he witnessed her afternoon quickie with her girlfriend. He’d left as soon as Susan had seen him, and she had no idea just how long he had been watching. She was quite embarrassed, and Dawn pretended embarrassment too. The two of them had giggled and quietly and quickly dressed, promising to finish their tryst at another time. Tomorrow night, maybe? Please? Dawn was looking forward to finishing her cum, but she was more satisfied that her mission was accomplished. Her father never mentioned what he had seen, but now he knew – Dawn was having sex.