A Big Brother and his Hot Sister by Jo and RLM
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Jo Leighton:
Halfway to her 17th birthday, Jo Leighton was already a beautiful woman.
Her body had filled out at a rapid rate starting at 12 years of age. By
the time she was 13, her hips had filled out with the soft tissues of a
mature woman. The small nubs that were her breasts at 12 had enlarged to
an A cup. When she was halfway to her 14th birthday, she almost needed a
B-cup bra. Two years later, she was wearing a C-cup. Her mother, Mandy,
knew that soon her daughter was going to be another size larger. It very
much appeared that by the time she reached full maturity, her breasts would
be mirror images of Mandy's large DD's.
In addition to the rapid maturing of her body, her sexual libido was
increasing just as rapidly. Her high school teachers were constantly
admonishing her to be more circumspect and conservative in her behavior
around the boys in school. On several occasions, they had called her
mother to discuss the clothing that Jo was wearing to school. In their
view, it was much too revealing and mature for a 16-year old girl to be
wearing in front of young males whose bodies were oozing with testosterone.
At the moment, Jo was supposed to be studying for her algebra test the
next day, but in reality her thoughts were elsewhere... as they usually
were. Half her of brain did the algebraic factoring exercises while the
other half rank-ordered the guys in school that she would most like to have
in bed.
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"God Mark Williams is a stud," I thought as I worked another boring
factoring problem. "He's got muscles on top of muscles. Mmmmmm... when
he smiled at me in class today, I could feel my pussy getting wet. I
wonder how many girls he's already fucked? Joyce Wilcox says he has a
really big cock. If he's fucked her, I guess she knows for sure... if he
hasn't, maybe she's just making it up or maybe she gave him a hand job.
God... it would be so hot to wank him... to jack him off and make him
shoot his big load... mmmmmmmm."
I knew that most of my girlfriends, some of the guys, probably all of
the teachers, and maybe my Mom think I've already been fucked by a dozen
different guys... probably several times by each guy. But the fact is
that although I've done a lot of teasing and making out with various guys,
none of them have ever gotten into my pussy, and I knew that none of them
ever would until my main man popped my cherry.
In the meantime, I did my best to keep my raging urges in check by
having hot make-out sessions with a lot of different guys and wanking them
until they drenched us both with their loads and then hurrying home where I
fingered my clit until I had cum several times. Unfortunately, these
sessions were always in the back seats of cars or in dark corners, so I was
still very curious and somewhat mystified by the workings of a man's fuck
gear.
With not just a little effort, I forced myself to start working on
solving linear and quadratic equations. After 15 minutes, I was moving
right along, but all of that came to dead stop when I heard some very muted
and unusual noises coming from my brother's bedroom. I would have thought
he was talking and grunting in his sleep except it was too early for him to
be sleeping. I stopped working on algebra and listened intently. There it
was again... low-pitched growls followed by some unintelligible words!
Turning out the lights, I carefully opened my bedroom room and stood in
the doorway, motionless, listening. The sounds were definitely coming from
Daniel's room... soft groans... and a muted grunt... then some words.
I moved closer to this door and pressed my ear against its surface.
"OOohh take it you hot fuck slut... take my big cock up your wet cunt
hole... I'm fucking you, Bitch... I'm fucking you! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Oh
Baby, I'm gonna flood your pussy with my load... gonna knock you up,"
At first, I thought my brother had a girl in his room fucking her.
Instantly, I felt my anger rising. "If he wanted a girl, why didn't he ask
me. Damn him. Why does he want to fuck them when I'm better looking,
sexier, with bigger tits ... and I know I've got a wetter, tighter cunt
than those sluts? I'm virgin tight. Why is my main man fucking their
slutty holes when he can have mine?"
Then, I realized that I heard no sound at all from the girl. If my hot
brother had his prick up her cunt, she would have been howling. Obviously,
my brother was jacking off. I had spied on him several times when he was
wanking, and every time I had gotten off even before he did. I wanted to
watch him doing it again. That was a lot more fun than studying algebra.
On impulse, I ran back to my room, got my vibrator, and hurried back to
Daniel's door.
Daniel was concentrating so hard on the pictures of the hot women he was
wanking to that he never heard me opening the door. My brother was lying
on his bed naked with a girlie magazine spread open to a some pictures of
women in obscene poses showing their tits and cunts. He was steadily
stoking his 7.5-inch, rock-hard cock as he stared at the pictures. His
thumb was on one side of his stiff shaft while all four of his fingers were
on the other. He held his prick lightly... stroking it lovingly...
obviously trying to hold back his load and prolong the pleasure. The sight
was already making my pussy ooze.
Watching him stroke that gorgeous prick that I wanted inside me had my
pussy throbbing. it was the first time I'd had a good look at his heavy
balls. As Daniel stroked himself, his free hand cupped and rolled them
inside his sack. Each time his big cock throbbed, I could see his balls
moving upward as if they were hugging the underside of his shaft getting
ready to explode his load into a girl's pussy.
Moving my eyes upward, I realized that my brother's prick was not only
long, it was thick... really thick. Thinking about how much that girth
would spread and stretch my hole suddenly made my clitoris contract in a
hard spasm. More of my cuntal secretions oozed out into my panties. The
musky aroma of my aroused pussy had my head swimming.
When I managed to tear my eyes away from the thick shaft and move them
to the bloated head, my clit throbbed again. It was so smooth... so
big.... so engorged with blood that it's appearance had a purple hue. The
sight of the thin stream of precum flowing from its tip had me pressing my
thighs tightly together. Even though I was trying to remain quiet, a hot
groan escaped my lips when Daniel pumped and then squeezed his cock causing
another wad of precum to erupt from the tip.
Hearing my groan, my brother jerked his head toward the doorway. He saw
me instantly, and released his prick, trying desperately to cover himself
and his big shaft.
"No!" I hissed, my voice filled with female excitement. "NO! Don't
stop, Daniel. Please don't stop! Keep doing it. I've never seen a guy
wank before... ever. Please show me how a guy does it... how you hold
it... how you make it shoot. Juice is already oozing out my pussy I'm so
hot. Please... pretend I'm not here and do it for me."
"Oh god, Jo, I can't. You're my sister."
"I know I am, Daniel, and your sister really wants to see how a guy
wanks. I promise not to tell Mom or Dad... Please, do it for me. You
have no idea how wet my pussy is right now."
"Really?"
"Oh gawd yes! The girls talk about it all the time, but almost none of
us have actually seen a guy doing it. Some of my friends think guys do it
using one or two fingers to rub the head, like we do when we rub our clits.
A couple of girls told us that some guys use both hands around their cocks.
My best friend, Diane, told me that guys make a circle with their thumb and
index finger and rub that up and down their cocks. But you weren't doing
any of those things.... Please, Daniel, do it some more... do it all the
way... please. I want to see you make it shoot."
"I can't, Jo. It shook me up so much to see you watching me, I've lost
my erection."
"Can I see it? Please, I want to see it when it's not hard too."
"Promise you won't tell Mom and Dad that I showed it to you?"
"Oh yes. I promise... hurry. I can't wait to see it."
I stopped breathing when I saw that he was going to do it. Slowly, he
pulled the sheet away from his body allowing me to see his male package
again. His penis was now completely flaccid. Even so, the sight of it
made my pussy ooze again. "See. Jo. I've lost my erection... no way a
guy can wank when he's soft like this."
"MMmmmm... it's so sexy! So big... even soft. So smooth. It's just
beautiful! Please, wank it, Daniel. Make it shoot off for me while I
watch. Aaahhh jezz... I'm just gushing. Can you smell my cunt?"
"No. You're too far away."
"I can fix that, Big Brother," I replied with a grin. I moved right to
the edge of the bed. Just having a girl this close to his naked body and
totally exposed penis and balls, was already beginning to stiffen his
shaft. My brother sniffed the air. His eyes opened wider, and he sniffed
several more times in rapid succession. His cock got even harder.
"I bet you'll get hard if I show you my tits. Want to see them?" I
teased as I slowly opened two buttons on my blouse.
"Can I? Please!"
"If I show you my tits, will you wank for me?"
"If you get me hard, I'll do it. But if I don't get hard, I won't be
able to, Sis. That's just the way a guy's prick works."
"I'm pretty sure you'll get hard if I show you my cunt." His cock jerked
upward when he heard that. Opening the rest of the buttons of my blouse, I
pulled it off my shoulders. I wasn't wearing a bra, but my 32C tits stood
straight out, hard and firm capped by my big puffy nipples. They were so
swollen that it looked like a guy had been sucking on them for an hour.
His cock was now at least half hard. I cupped both tits for him. He
moaned, and it sounded like a deep growl. When I squeezed my puffy nipples
for him, he moaned even louder as his cock reared upward.
Pulling my skirt up over my hips, I sat down on the arm of the couch
just to the side of the bed and leaned back. Slowly, I spread my legs.
Daniel's eyes opened wider when he saw me pulling my white panties to one
side. With tantalizing slowness, I exposed more and more of my wet and
gaping cunt hole. With my clit hard and protruding from its protective
hood, I knew he could easily see it. The feeling of my thick secretions
oozing out of my hole and down my arse crack while my brother watched had
me throbbing.
Leaning even further back, I spread even wider so Daniel would have a
clear view of my cunt. I began rubbing my clit as I said, "Wouldn't you
much rather look at my cunt than those pictures while you jerk that big
prick, Daniel?" He moaned as his cock rose to full erection. A moment
later, he was slowly wanking himself.
"How... how did you know I was wanking?" he groaned as his hand pumped
his shaft.
"I could hear you, Honey. It got me so hot I couldn't concentrate on
algebra. Come on, Daniel, let's do it together. I'll get myself off with
my vibrator while you stroke ."
"You don't mind doing it in front of your brother?"
"I rather have you watching me doing it than anyone else. Can you get
off if I'm watching?"
"Oh Man! Can I ever!"
"You're not the only one who's gonna shoot, Daniel. Girls squirt too,
you know."
"Do you really squirt when you cum?"
"Not always but when I'm really hot... like when I'm doing it in front
of my brother... you bet I'll squirt. Just watch."
"Hurry, Jo. I'm so fucking hard, I can hardly wait."
I couldn't take my eyes off my brother's big prick... ramrod hard...
jerking and throbbing as he wanked it.
"Want me to take off my panties," I whispered.
"Oh fuck yes! Take them off and raise your legs so I can see your arse
hole too."
As he watched, his eyes focused directly between my open thighs, I
pulled my panties over my raised arse and down my thighs. Daniel's cock
jerked in his hand when I spread my legs on either side of the arm. "Do
you like what you see, Big Brother? Does seeing your sister's pussy make
your prick throb?"
"You know it does, you sexy tease! Raise your legs higher so I can see
your arse too."
"Like this?" I asked bending my knees and pulling them back until they
were pointed at the ceiling. "Can you see my arse now, Daniel?"
His hand moved faster on his shaft. "Yes... god yes! I can see both
of your holes!"
"Do you like the way my pussy flares open?"
"OOoohhhh god!"
"Don't you think cocks will sink into me easily with my pussy flared
open like this?"
"AAAAHHHHH FUCK!"
"Now it's my turn. Raise your legs so I can see your sexy butt. Come
on, Big Brother, do it! Show your sister that tight, hot arse." He lifted
his legs higher until I was staring right at his arse hole. "Put your
finger in it while you wank," I ordered. Wetting his middle finger in the
precum running from his cock, he pushed it all the way into his rectum.
The sight had me close to an orgasm.
Turning my vibe to the high setting, I pulled my knees back toward my
tits and pressed the tip right against the top of my clit. Instantly, my
already flared open cunt widened even further. I could feel my hole
expanding as my clit throbbed under the buzzing vibrator.
Daniel moved closer and wanked furiously, his eyes locked onto my cunt
that was now rhythmically opening and closing as I worked the vibrator over
my clit ... first pressing hard and then releasing... moving it over the
sides and top of my pulsing organ. Pressing even harder, I felt a hard
convulsion about to erupt.
"OOHhhh god, Daniel. Watch me if you want to see a girl squirt. Oh ...
oh... oh... oohh... ooohhh! OOOHHHHH GAWD DAMN! HERE IT COMES! My
vagina contracted in a hard spasm causing my juices to squirt out. My
pussy never stopped throbbing.
I'M CUMMING, DANIEL... OOHHHH GOD... I'M CUMMING... WATCH ME CUM!"
Even as my orgasm ebbed, I kept my legs up and back. I even moved my
hand to my now soaked cunt and began finger fucking myself for Daniel's
pleasure. That was all it took. He stood up, moved closer, and pumped his
cock hard and fast. A moment later, several thick streams of sperm-loaded
semen spewed out, one rapidly following the other.
His big load shot out straight at my pussy, but didn't quite reach it. I
wished he had moved closer before shooting off.
Daniel's throbbing sex gun was still twitching but shooting blanks when
I climbed off the arm of the couch, pulled down my skirt, and said, "I
loved that, Daniel. Got to get back and study some more algebra, but
anytime you get hard again and get tired of wanking to those magazine
photos, you know where my room is."
"Anytime you say?"
"That's what I said, Big Brother. Anytime."
"But what you're busy or not in the mood to masturbate?"
"Then I'll just strike some really hot, obscene poses for you while you
wank and empty your big balls."
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Mandy Leighton:
I was struggling to concentrate on getting the dinner on to cook and
cleaning up the house before Jo and Daniel got home from school. I knew
that once my 16-year old daughter and her 17-year old brother came home,
they would have so many things they wanted me to do there would be no hope
of getting any more housework done or finishing up the dinner cooking.
My son Daniel wasn't so demanding. In fact, he was a delight, a good
student who did his homework, and often helped me around the house. Even
at 17, Daniel was already a handsome young man with deep brown eyes, clear
complexion, and a rugged, strong chin. In addition, his athletic ability
and powerful body, toned by hours of work in the weight room, on the
football practice field, and on the wrestling mat, had most of the girls in
his school vying for his attention. I had often seen even the older senior
girls coming on to him.
The efforts of all those girls usually brought a smile to my face. At
17, I knew that my son wasn't yet mature enough to pick up on the sexual
overtures the girls were making. But just give him another year or two,
and I knew that Daniel would be banging most of them, and my best guess was
that all of them would be begging for more.
Jo, on the other hand, was a handful. She was very smart, probably
smarter than Daniel, but she wouldn't study enough. As a result, I was
always receiving calls from Jo's teachers wanting to have meetings to see
if there wasn't some way to motivate my daughter and to get her to behave
with more decorum around boys. However, almost without exception, I
usually found an excuse to avoid these meetings because I already knew the
problem and didn't want to discuss it with her teachers.
The "problem" was that Jo was a lot more interested in boys, flirting,
making out, and sex than she was in studying algebra or American history or
behaving with decorum. My precocious teenaged daughter would have been out
on a date every night of the week if I had permitted her to do so. We had
had countless arguments over this and finally, as a compromise, it was
agreed that she could date on non-school nights, Friday and Saturday, and
in the afternoon and early evening hours on Sunday provided she was home by
9 PM.
On school nights, Jo had to leave her cell phone with me and go to her
room to study by 8 PM. However, while my husband David thought our
daughter was in her room studying constantly, I knew that a lot of the time
that she was supposed to be cramming knowledge into head was actually being
spent cramming her fingers or a vibrator up her pussy.
I knew that because on at least a half dozen occasions, I had entered
Jo's bedroom unannounced and caught her on the bed, legs wide open with her
arse elevated on a pillow pleasuring herself with the fingers of one hand
pumping her pussy while the other hand was busy frantically rubbing her
clitoris. The memory was very, very vivid because the first time I had
caught Jo masturbating had resulted in more embarrassment to me than to
her.
On that particular occasion, when I had entered Jo's bedroom and found
her with knees up and spread as she furiously frigged her clit, I had
automatically gasped, "Oh my god!"
Jo had looked up at her me, but had continued to pump her fingers back
and forth in her pussy and over her throbbing clitoris. I had screamed
something like, "Don't you even have the decency to stop?"
Jo had gasped, arched her hips higher, and yelled, "I'm almost there,
Mom... Can't stop... aaaahhhh god... yessss... I'm cumming.... oohhhh
god... I'm cumming!!" After her orgasm, she had slipped her fingers out of
her pussy and grinned at me. The conversation that followed is etched in
my memory:
"Wipe that grin off your face, Jo. You ought to be ashamed of
yourself... masturbating when you're supposed to be studying!"
"Why should I be ashamed, Mom? You sneak off to your bedroom while
Dad's at work and Daniel and I are in school and get yourself off on your
big vibrator or your fingers when you're supposed to be doing the housework
and fixing dinner."
"I do no such thing, young lady!"
"Oh come on, Mom. I was having bad cramps at school last month during
my period, and the school nurse excused me to go home early. When I got
home about 2 PM, I heard you in your bedroom... you hadn't even closed the
door. You... or maybe it was your identical twin sister... were on the
bed, on your back, your knees up, legs wide open, and you were fucking
yourself with one vibe even bigger than mine while you sucked on another
one. Not only that, but while you were doing it, you were moaning for some
guy you called Larry to fuck you harder."
"Oh no! Oh no! Oh my god!"
"Mom. It's Ok. I didn't tell you because I didn't want to embarrass
you. I haven't told Dad, and I never will. Besides, Mom, what good is it
to have a pussy and a clit if you can't enjoy them?"
"All right, Jo. You've made your point, and I'm sorry I lied to you
about... well.. you know."
"No problem, Mom. By the way, you looked so hot doing it... just like
WOW!"
"Thank you... I guess. Anyway, I hope you're studying some of the
time. I don't want you to flunk out of high school."
"I am, Mom. Really. Just check my grades at the end to this term. I
just get bored with studying after an hour or two, so I take a break, get
myself off, and then hit the books again."
"Ok. Fine. Let's make a pact. I promise not to harass you anymore for
... eh... for taking a break, I won't tell your Dad. You promise not to
tell him what you saw. Ok?"
"Absolutely. My lips are sealed. Promise. Even if I see you doing it
again. MMmmm... you were sooo hot I had to go to my room and get myself
off! Can I ask you one question, Mom?"
"I guess. What is it?"
"Who's Larry, and is he fucking you for real?"
"Now that's going too far, Jo! Do I ask you which of your boyfriends
you're having sex with?"
"You're right, Mom. You don't do that. I'm sorry. Forget I asked
about Larry."
"It's forgotten. I'll let you get back to studying now that you
finished... eh.. .finished your recreational break."
"Ok, Mom." As Mandy was leaving, Jo added, "But anytime you want to know
which guys I'm fucking, all you have to do is ask, Mom."
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Needless to say, after that experience I was careful not to leave my
bedroom door open when I wanted to get myself off. As I put the roast on
to cook for our dinner, I realized that all those thoughts about catching
Jo masturbating and finding out that she had previously caught me doing the
same thing had both my pussy and panties wet.
I couldn't help wondering if Jo had found out who Larry was or if she
had decided that he was just a fantasy lover I had concocted during my
masturbation fantasies. The fact was that Larry was a very real guy, a
very real guy with a very real and very thick, 8-inch cock. He had been
fucking me with that big dick for almost a year and through Larry, I had
met a couple of his friends who were now spending some quality time between
my legs.
I hadn't always been a cheating wife. In fact, even though I knew that
David was fucking his secretary and at least one of my friends, I had
remained faithful for the first 15 years of our marriage. By that time,
either because he was getting older or because other women were taking care
of his needs, he had pretty much lost interest in having sex with me. I
had tried every thing including wearing shorter skirts, higher heels, going
without a bra and then without panties, and finally without either. I
tried taking a more active role in initiating sex, suggested anal sex, or
doing it public places where we might be caught, but nothing worked. David
just had very little interest in sex with me.
When sex between us dropped to twice a month or less, I had reached the
limit of my patience. There was just no way I was going to spend the rest
of my life with only my dildo and vibrator as my lovers. My problem was
that I had never been much of a flirt, and with Jo and Daniel occupying
most of my time, I had paid very little attention to making male friends. I
had no idea how to go about finding a lover.
Fortunately, I did have a very close friend, Diane Fergeson, who had
divorced her cheating husband three years previously. In desperation, I
had confided in her. As I fixed the salad to go with the roast, I could
still remember her comments:
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"Twice a month?? That's ridiculous! You need to get laid, Girl. How
long do you plan to keep buying batteries for your vibrator?"
"What else can I do? I can't go out on the street and start soliciting
men."
"Of course not, and even if you could, it would be unnecessary. You're
a damn good looking woman, Mandy. You have no idea how many men would love
to get their cocks into you."
"Well, one thing is certain, no matter how many men there might be who
want to fuck me, David's certainly not one of them!"
"That's true, but that's just because in the 15 years you've been
married plus the year you were dating him, he's probably screwed you at
least 3,000 to 4,000 times. Men can't fuck if their brains won't get their
dicks hard, and after that many times, they're having problems getting it
up."
"Do you really think that explains David lack of interest in me?" I
remember having asked.
"Absolutely! That's what happened to John, my ex-husband. At the time,
of course, I didn't realize it, but he had just banged me so many times, it
was hard for him to get excited at the prospect of getting into my pussy
for the three-thousandth time. You won't believe how hard men who have
never screwed you will get at the thought that they might get into your hot
body."
"Well, They don't seem to be hitting on me."
"That's because you haven't been sending out the right signals."
"And how do you suggest that I start sending out the right signals?"
"That's not a problem, Mandy. Doesn't David's firm have a spring party
every year? It should be happening soon."
"It's next week."
"Good. Put on a short, tight skirt that shows some cleavage. Don't
wear a bra and no more than a thong under the skirt. You've told me
several times what a good-looking man David's boss is... what's his name?
You know the guy who got a divorce about a year ago."
"You mean Larry Thompson?"
"Yeah. Right! Larry Thompson. When you see him, start a conversation.
Tell him you're really glad to see him again. Smile. Move close enough
that he can see down your cleavage. When he looks... and he will look...
just smile sweetly and move a little closer."
"I guess I can do that. Is that it?"
"No. Find a way to ask him if he doesn't get lonely without a wife
around. Smile at him again when you ask and pull your shoulders back a
little... not much... just a fraction. That's sending the right signals,
and you won't have to do any more than that. Larry will do the rest."
"There will be a lot of people around. I don't think he's going to be
able to do much signals or no signals."
"Not immediately, of course, but you know that David always gets drunk
at those parties. Once he's feeling no pain and is out of the way,
Thompson's going to ask if you'd like to have lunch with him or something
along those lines. Smile again and say you'd love to."
I nodded and asked, "Anything else?"
"Of course. Wear something hot and sexy to lunch but don't wear
panties. Be certain not to forget to take your birth control pill."
"You actually think he'll ask me for sex at lunch?"
"Mandy, I think he's going to fuck your sexy arse off. Not just once,
but as often as you'll let him. And one more thing... men talk. Once
Thompson is banging you, you can expect to have other men start hitting on
you. Just pick the ones you like and enjoy."
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With the salad finished and the roast cooking, I set the table for
dinner and sat down to wait for Jo and Daniel to arrive home from school.
Things had gone almost exactly as Diane had said they would. After
David had gotten drunk at the party and was essentially passed out on one
of the couches, Larry had approached me and struck up a conversation.
Again he had stared down my cleavage, but this time, he had boldly told me
that he loved the way my breasts looked in my low-cut blouse. When I
blushed, he had leaned closer and told me he couldn't wait to see all of
them and the rest of me. Then he suggested lunch on his yacht the next
day.
The next day I met him where his yacht was docked, and five minutes
later, he was fucking me in the lounge below deck. I had never had an
8-inch, thick cock in me before, and I couldn't stop moaning. I seemed to
me like I was having near continuous climaxes. It was a hundred times
hotter than getting off on my vibrator.
After filling my pussy with his load, we had lunch on deck. As soon as
we had finished, he had me straddling his thighs fucking myself on his
rock-hard dick. Even though we were right out in the open where anyone
might see us doing it, I didn't care. I just wanted him to never stop
ramming that big shaft into me.
I stayed on the yacht until almost 3:30 PM, and Larry fucked me four
times. After that, he found a lot of projects for David to do that would
keep him out of the way. For the last year, I've been meeting him three
times a week or so, and every time we're together, he never fails to fuck
me at least twice. In between times, I use my vibrator and masturbate
thinking about the next time I'll get his big dick up my eager pussy. I
was doing just that when Jo had caught me.
After a few months, Thompson told his boss, the Division Manager, Martin
Jarman, about me. We were in a hotel room at the Marriott when Larry told
me that Jarman would really like to meet me and asked if I would be
interested. Naturally, I had said 'yes' and the next time I met Larry,
Martin was with him. Both men fucked me several times that afternoon.
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Jo and Daniel:
Although I never told my Mom, I had managed to find out that the "Larry"
Mom was begging to fuck her harder when I had caught her masturbating, was
my Dad's boss, Larry Thompson. The first clue, of course, was his name was
Larry, but a lot of guys are named Larry. It could have been just a
coincidence.
However, my parents had a party for some of their friends, one of whom
was Mr. Thompson. Although my mom had told me to stay in my room after
saying hello to all their guests, I did sneak out and watch from the loft
overlooking our den. Not once, but several times that evening, I saw Mr.
Thompson rub my mom's arse when they thought no one was watching.
I figured that was pretty conclusive, but if I needed more evidence, it
came toward the end of the party when everyone was sort of drunk. Some of
the guests had already gone home, others were sitting out on the patio
around the pool, and the rest were playing pool or video games in our game
room. Dad was out by the pool pretty well out of it from having too many
drinks. My mom was sitting on the couch in the den right below the loft
with Mr. Thompson right across from her.
They chatted for a moment and then he stood up, looked around, and said,
"I know you're not wearing panties, Mandy. Open a couple of buttons on
your blouse so I can see more of your big tits."
"You sexy bastard," my mom had answered as she opened her blouse. She
really had big tits. I hoped mine would get that big.
"Hot... very hot. Now pull up your skirt and sit on the edge of the
desk with your heel on the chair. Come on. Hurry up before someone comes
in."
I heard my mother groan softly as she jerked her skirt up to her waist
and mounted the desk. When Mr. Thompson told her put her heel up on the
seat of the chair and spread her legs, she moaned even louder. "But
someone might see us," she protested.
Mr. Thompson ignored her protests and growled, "Spread your legs and
show me your cunt."
"But everyone's around. Someone might see," my mom protested again. It
didn't do her any good.
"They're all out on the patio or in the game room. No one can see but
me. Do it! Let me see your hot cunt."
My mom didn't even bother to look around her before planting her foot on
the desk chair. Holding her other knee, she spread her legs right in front
of Mr. Thompson. We could both see that she wasn't wearing any panties.
Mr. Thompson didn't let my mom sit on the desk top very long before he
took her arm and guided her onto her feet. I could just barely hear what
he said to her. "My van's parked off to the left side of your circular
driveway under the trees. Go there. Now. Get naked. I'll join you in a
few minutes. We don't want anyone to see us together outside."
I expected my mother to protest again, but she didn't. She just
buttoned up her blouse, smoothed her short skirt, and headed out the front
door. Mr. Thompson went out onto the patio and apparently talked to a few
of the guests there, but I knew what he was really doing was checking to
see if my dad was still out of it. He was, and a few minutes later, Mr.
Thompson left and walked in the direction of his van.
I knew Mr. Thompson was going to fuck my mother, but I wanted to see
it. I had never seen anyone screwing before, and the thought of actually
seeing my mom getting laid had my clit hard and throbbing and my panties
soaked. I had to restrain myself from following Mr. Thompson immediately,
but I knew that I needed to let Mr. Thompson get his cock into my mom's
pussy first so they wouldn't be thinking about anything else.
Since Mom would already be naked when her lover arrived, I figured five
minutes was more than enough time for him mouth my mom. When that time had
passed, slipped out the side door. As soon as I reached the front of the
house, I could see Mr. Thompson's van parked just where he said it would
be, beneath the oak trees lining our driveway.
I approached the van with the moon at my back. Before I was close
enough to see inside, I could already see the van rocking back and forth.
That was so hot, I couldn't keep from slipping my hand inside my panties
and onto my soaked pussy. My clit was erect and very sensitive... so much
so that I had to bite my lip to suppress my moans when my fingers rubbed
it.
I moved closer. Now, I could hear my mom moaning. "YYessss... ohhhh
god, Yes, Larry. AAAaahhhh shit... you're so fucking big! AAAahhhh...
harder, Baby. Harder. Ram me with that thing!"
"Oh yeah!" I heard Mr. Thompson growl. "Take it! Take it up that hot
cunt!"
"UUNNGGGHHH! UUNNGGHH! OOOUUUUUU!"
When I looked into the back seat, I saw that the yard lights were enough
to let me see what was happening inside. Mom was on her knees in the back
of the van with her arse arched high in the air. Mr. Thompson's feet were
planted outside her hips, and he was thrusting his big cock straight down
into her pussy. When I saw how thick and big his cock was, my pussy just
gushed. A moment later, as I watched it sink out of sight into Mom's hole,
I had my first orgasm. Again, I had to bite my lip to keep from screaming
when I came.
"OHHHH GOD, LARRY. FUCK ME HARDER... HARDER... MAKE ME CUM!"
"Do you like getting my cock up your hot cunt, Mandy?"
"Yess... Yess... YESSS.!!"
"Your husband is just inside the front door, and I'm fucking your wet
cunt right outside his house. Do you like getting dicked like this?"
"UUGHH! UUGGHH! FUCK IT, YOU DIRTY BASTARD! FUCK MY CUNT! CUMMING...
OOOOHHHHHH GAWD! I'M CUMMING SO HARD!"
It was ten times more exciting than I even imagined it could be. I was
already about to have another orgasm right along with my mom when Mr.
Thompson turned her over onto her back and mounted her again. I was in
perfect position to see his cock entering her pussy. It turned her cunt
into a huge, round hole when it entered. Mom howled, and her legs flew
straight up in the air, rigid, her toes curling back as Mr. Thompson's
balls slapped against her arse. My vagina erupted again.
Mr. Thompson yelled, "MY BIG COCK'S UP YOUR HOT CUNT HOLE, MANDY. TAKE
ALL IT!!"
"I'M TAKING IT... I'M TAKING IT... ALL OF IT... I CAN FEEL YOUR BALLS
ON MY ARSE...OOHHHH GOD... LARRY. FUCK ME FAST... HARD!"
I had my skirt up around my waist now. My panties were off and I was
using both hands on my pussy. Three fingers of one hand were fucking my
hole in time with Mr. Thompson's thrusts into my mother's cunt while my
other hand was frantically rubbing my throbbing clit as fast as I could. I
came... then I came again.
My mother emitted one, long continuous moan as her body shook in another
intense climax. I thought I could even see her pussy contracting around
the plunging shaft buried balls deep inside her hole. In the middle of her
climax, she frantically wrapped her legs around Mr. Thompson's hips and
tried to pull him even deeper.
"I'm gonna pump your hot cunt full of cum, Mandy. Are you ready for the
load?"
"Oooohhhh god... I know I'm gonna get it whether I'm ready or not,
Baby. Shoot it... Shoot it into meeeeeeeee!!"
Mr. Thompson grunted like a bull. I could see his buttocks contracting
as he shot his cum into my mother's pussy. She groaned, and we both came
again at the same time. Afterwards, I stayed hidden behind one of the
trees as they dressed, and then left the van, one at a time.
Even though I had just had three, intense orgasms, my pussy was still
pulsing with need. When my mom and Mr. Thompson had both gone back
inside, I practically ran to my room I wanted to get off again so badly.
Even though I had just had three, intense orgasms, my pussy was still
pulsing with need. When my mom and Mr. Thompson had both gone back
inside, I practically ran to my room I wanted to get off again so badly.
Once inside my room, I stood in front of full-length mirror that faces
my bed. Looking at myself, I saw that my eyes were wild, my appearance
slightly disheveled, and I could smell the sex oozing from my hole.
Although I was wearing a bra, my nipples were so aroused that I could see
them through my top and the bra. The rasp of the bra on my stiff, hard
nubs was making my cunt tingle even more. While watching in the mirror, I
rubbed my tits and began to fantasize about what my panties would be like
when I peeled them off.
Keeping eye contact with myself in the mirror, I watched myself undo my
blouse, and throw it onto the floor. Through the bra, I could now clearly
see my engorged tits, with the nipples fully swollen on their puffy cones,
little peaks on the swell of my bosom, waiting to be fondled, or licked, or
suckled, HARD. Within seconds I was topless, watching in the mirror as the
sexy slut there started squeezing a nipple with each hand, feeling the sexy
tingle that spread all over her body that was now flushed and throbbing.
With the difficulty I always had because of my 34C tits (it was part of
the fun), I just managed to use my tongue and then my lips to reach my own
fat puffies. A moment later, I was voraciously sucking on my own tits,
watching the sight of my distorted frame in the mirror; larger tits would
make it so much easier, but the delicious difficulty of self loving my own
nipples was part of the tease. It made my pussy drool all the more. How
would it be to do this when I was leaking milk for a baby or when my tits
became the size of my Mom's? I couldn't help but wonder.
But there was no milk now, just the soft hard feel of throbbing tits,
and the rising excitement coursing through my whole body.
Standing upright again, I quickly slipped off my jeans and almost
fainted as the scent of my rutting cunt hit my nose. God, I was hot! I
could see that the whole front panel of my pale blue cotton panties was
soaked, and slowly, I pulled then more tightly into my crotch, highlighting
the camel toe of my pussy, aware of the fabric scraping along my swollen
labia, and ribbing against my central core, my clit, which was already on
fire. My nether lips aren't pendulous, but they swell when aroused, and I
love looking at them while I wank. Anticipating this next step, I pulled
even harder, and felt the stimulation my hot arse hole was getting from the
thick seam of the thong I was wearing.
I peeled the panties (and peel is the right word, they were sticking to
my pussy like a banana to its skin) slowly off my pubes, and peered inside
as the sticky secretions came to light. With an abandon I had rarely
known, I watched in the mirror as I ripped them off my legs and was wildly
rubbing them all over my face, flooding all my senses with the level of my
arousal. I could see the slime, smell it, feel its texture, taste it as I
sucked the gusset of my panties, from front to back, even getting a
perverse thrill from consciously relishing the thick seam that had rubbed
against my arse hole... my dirty arse hole... God, I needed to get off!
Now I was on the bed, leaning back on the cushions so that I could
continue to watch myself as I spread my legs as widely as they would go,
gazing longingly at all my own holes. I could see my gaping oozing cunt
with my slime actually running out and down over my visible arse hole,
which I could open and close at will. Each time I flexed my holes, I felt
the soft sexy little farts that I expelled every time I did it. I could
even see my little piss hole, surprisingly erotic when stroked and even
more so when licked.
Within seconds, my soaked panties were stiffed completely into my cunt,
and the fattest of my many vibrators was deep inside my bowels, with a
finger beside it to stimulate the sphincter. Two fingers of my other hand
were buried in my cunt reaching for my G-spot while my palm was rubbing my
clit.
There was no time for subtlety, for the wonderful teasing that I had
wanted. Now I just had to cum. As I pulled the rough cotton fabric
backwards and forwards in and out of my hungry pussy, I was fucking my own
arse and imagining the hugest, thickest, most cum-laden cock ruthlessly
fucking my arse, and watching wide-eyed as the hot fuck slut before my eyes
suddenly erupted into a loud, wet, extended orgasm, that seemed to go on,
and on, and on. If only I could have filmed it, I would have had hours of
fun watching myself wanking again and again.
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After seeing Mr. Thompson fucking my mom, I started paying more
attention to her actions and to the phone calls she received when I was
home. I also checked the clothes hamper in my parents bedroom whenever I
had the chance. I knew I was spying, but I had gotten so turned on and had
had such intense orgasms when I watched Mom getting fucked, I really hoped
to be able to watch her again.
For two weeks, I didn't learn anything useful, at least not in advance.
On three occasions, I did find a pair of her panties, each with fresh,
sticky cum in the crotch, buried in the bottom of the clothes hamper. Of
course, it could easily have been my dad's semen, but I had the feeling it
wasn't since the panties were all the way at the bottom of the hamper. The
thought that while Daniel and I were in school and dad was working, mom was
getting screwed by Mr. Thompson two or three times a week kept me excited
and wet all the time.
One Saturday afternoon, while dad was on the golf course for the entire
afternoon and Daniel and I were supposed to be attending school functions,
the building had been closed temporarily due to a spill of some noxious
stuff in the chemistry lab. So, Daniel and I had come home early only to
find an empty house.
"I wonder where Mom is?" my brother said when we found ourselves alone.
"She didn't say anything to me about having to go out this afternoon. Did
she say anything to you, Jo?"
"No, she didn't, but with dad gone all afternoon playing golf, and you
and I stuck at school, I'm pretty sure I know what she's doing."
"What?"
"I'm not sure I should tell you, Big Brother."
"Oh bullshit, Jo. What's the big deal. Come on, tell me. Where's
Mom?"
"I didn't say I know where she is. I said I think I know what she's
doing."
"Ok... have it your way. What's she doing?"
When I didn't reply, Daniel got impatient and said, "Are you going to
tell me or not? This is silly!"
"No. It's not silly, but it is really, really sexy. Can you handle
sexy, Daniel?"
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Let me go at this gradually, Daniel, and you can tell me to stop
anytime you don't want to hear any more. About three months, I was having
my period at school and got some bad cramps. The school nurse excused me
early so I could go home and rest in bed. You do know what I mean when I
tell you that was having my period, don't you?"
"Of course. I'm not 8 years old, Jo."
"Ok. Don't get mad. Some guys don't know. Anyway, when I came home
unexpectedly, I heard mom in her bedroom. She hadn't even closed the door.
She was on her back, her knees up, her legs spread wide apart. She was
sucking on one big vibrator while fucking her pussy with a second one."
"She was masturbating? Really? You saw it?"
"Yeah and she was really going at it hard. Her body was shaking and her
arse was pumping up and down in hot fuck motions as she did herself with
the vibrator."
"Oh my god... did she see you?"
"No. I watched from the hallway. But she was doing more than just
fucking her cunt with a vibrator, Daniel."
"Ooohhh jezzz... do you always call it that?"
I had to grin at my older brother. "Does it bother you to hear your
baby sister call it a cunt? Would you prefer me to call it a pussy or a
twat?"
"No... no... it's ok. What else was mom doing?"
"She was begging a guy named Larry to fuck her harder... faster...
deeper. To really ram it into her."
Without thinking, Daniel squeezed his cock, which was rapidly becoming
larger and harder. My pussy throbbed when I saw him doing that.
"Are you making this up? Did you really see mom masturbating and hear
her begging some guy to fuck her harder?"
"Yeah."
"But you never told her?"
"Not at the time, no."
"Eventually?"
"Yeah. I told her later when she caught me finger fucking my cunt when
I was supposed to be studying. She was giving me a really hard time, so I
told her that I had seen her doing the same thing. I even asked her who
Larry was."
"She caught you masturbating?"
"Yeah, but that's not what I said. I said she caught me finger fucking
my cunt." My brother squeezed his prick harder.
"Do you know that the guys argue all the time about whether or not girls
do it too."
"See what I mean about guys not knowing much about girls."
"I guess you're right. At least a dozen different guys have asked me if
I've ever seen you getting yourself off."
"Getting myself off? That's really what they said?"
"Well, no. They asked if I had ever seen you finger fucking your
pussy."
"And what did you tell them, Daniel? Did you lie?"
"No! Absolutely not! I told them the truth that I had never seen you
finger fucking your pussy."
"But you have!"
"No I haven't. When we masturbated in front of each other that time,
you used a vibrator on your clit. I never seen you finger fucking
yourself."
I had to laugh at that. "That's sort of splitting hairs, isn't it?
What if they had asked you if you had ever seen me using a vibrator on my
cunt?"
"Then I would have lied and said no. I don't tell other guys private
things involving the girls I've been with... particularly when the girl is
my sister. Do you finger fuck your cunt, Jo, or do you always use your
vibrator?"
"Of course I use my fingers to wank, Daniel!"
"Oh. Ok. I really didn't know that for sure."
"Now you know differently. But you've still never seen me doing it,
have you?"
"No," my big brother groaned. His cock was now obviously rock hard, and
it seemed to be getting bigger by the minute.
"Would you like to watch me do it?"
His mouth opened but no sound emerged. His dick, however, got
impossibly big. It just couldn't be as big as it looked... could it?
"Would you? Would you really do that in front of me?"
"Why not? If you're going to please girls, you need to see what they
like and how they pleasure themselves. But we've gotten way off the
subject of Mom. Do you want me to go on?"
"There's more?"
"A lot more. When I asked Mom who Larry was, she wouldn't tell me. So
I began investigating to see if we knew a "Larry".
"Do we?"
"Sure we do. Do you know Dad's boss?"
"You mean Mr. Thompson?"
"Yeah. Mr. Thompson. His first name's Larry."
"Jezzz... you're saying that Mom fantasizes about Mr. Thompson fucking
her when she masturbating?"
"You got it, Big Brother."
"But it's just a sex fantasy, right?"
"Do you remember the party Mom and Dad had for their friends a month
ago?"
"Sure. I was out with the guys that night though. What about it?"
I quickly described the scene in the den that I had seen from the loft.
"You're telling me that Mom opened her blouse so Mr. Thompson could see
her tits and then spread her legs when she wasn't wearing any panties and
let him see her pussy?"
"Well not quite, but close."
"Why is it only close?"
"As I remember, her nipples weren't quite exposed when she opened two
buttons on her blouse, so he didn't get to see all of her tits right then,
and he didn't see her pussy... he saw Mom's cunt, and I can tell you that
it was wet and open."
Daniel squeezed his thighs together and moaned... obviously close to
shooting off in his pants. "You're about to cum in your pants, aren't
you?" I asked.
"I can't help it, Jo. It's just so hot. Did anything else happen?"
"Yes, but if I tell you, you'll shoot off. No way you'll be able to
stop."
"I won't. I never have," he protested.
"Maybe not, but you will now. Want me to go on?"
He nodded but pressed his thighs together even harder. "That's a big
difference between guys and girls, Daniel."
"What is?"
"When a guy's about to shoot off, he presses his thighs together to try
to stop himself from cumming. When a girl presses her thighs together,
she's trying really hard to make herself cum. Remember that." My big
brother groaned even louder.
"Anyway, to continue. Mr. Thompson told Mom to go out to his van, get
in the back seat and get naked except for her high heels."
"Ooohhhh fuck... did she?"
"As fast as she could. Mr. Thompson waited about five minutes and then
went outside to his van."
"How do you know that?"
"Simple. I followed him a few minutes later."
"Were they doing anything?
"I could see the van bouncing on its springs before I even got up beside
it. When I looked inside, he was fucking Mom in doggy position. After
that, he put her on her back, mounted her, and fucked her missionary. Mom
came at least four or five times, and I think Mr. Thompson shot off twice
inside her cunt."
"AAAhhh! AAAHHH! AAAHHH! OOOHHH GOD... I CAN'T HOLD IT!! GONNA
SHOOT ... HUGH LOAD!"
"WAIT! WAIT!, Daniel. Don't shoot in your pants. DON'T! I want to
see it! Quickly, I pulled my brother into the bathroom and got his pants
open. His huge prick surged out and up. It was long, hard, and
throbbing... obviously right on the verge of shooting. "OH FUCK! YOU'RE
SO DAMN BIG! WANK IT AND SHOOT!" I screamed.
Daniel moved up beside the empty bathtub and began stroking his cock
slowly. On every stroke, it throbbed and jerked upward in his hand. "Oh
god, Jo. I'm close... so damn close. It's gonna be big.... are you sure
you want to stay and watch?"
"Oh fuck yes! Do it! I clutched one of my tits while my other hand
moved over my pussy beneath my skirt."
"Can I see your cunt again while I cum... can I ... please," he moaned
as his hand moved faster. The big head was now dark purple... swollen
with blood... and primed to fire."
The thought of showing off and teasing my brother sent shivers through
my pussy and made my clit contract in a hard spasm. I had my blouse,
skirt, and panties off in no time. Literally falling into a chair, I
jacked my legs up over the arms and began running my finger up and down the
length of my sex trench... spreading myself in the process so Daniel was
able to see the pink wetness inside my cunt hole.
"Oh god, you're gorgeous... JUST FUCKING SEXY GORGEOUS... AAHHHHH!!
HERE IT COMES!!!"
Daniel cock just exploded the load out of his balls. The first two
spurts were moderate in volume and force. But the third stream was huge!
It arched high in the air and flew the length of the bathtub splattering
into the wall behind the end of the tub. This was followed by three more
equally large loads, Even the sixth, seventh, and eighth gushes were larger
than I had ever seen, even in porno films.
OOohhhhh fuck, Daniel... That's amazing! Shoot it, SHOOT IT UP THE
SLUT'S CUNT... SHOOT IT INTO HER!" I screamed as my own clit and pussy
convulsed and throbbed. Daniel continued to empty his balls as spurt after
spurt erupted from his dick. By the time his balls were empty, he must
have ejaculated 14 big wads all over the tub and the wall behind it. I
didn't have the slightest doubt that any woman Daniel fucked was going to
get pregnant if she were fertile and not on birth control.
After we had both gotten off and adjusted our clothes, Daniel asked, "So
where do you think Mom is?"
"Probably sucking Mr. Thompson's cock or maybe he's already fucking
her. Would you like to fuck me, Daniel? I'll spread wide for you anytime
you want to fuck me. Do it now. Get on me and fuck me, Honey."
"I can't! We can't! That's incest!"
"Have you fucked anyone yet? Tell me the truth."
"Two... two girls."
"How many times?"
"One of them just once. The other one three times so far."
"Are you sure you don't want to put your huge dick into my hot cunt,
Daniel. I'm really hot and wet and tight."
"We can't... we just can't! It's incest," he repeated again.
`"I promise you my hole will feel just as good on your cock as the cunts
of those other two girls. Put it in me, Baby. Show your baby sister how a
real stud fucks a hot pussy." As I urged my brother to fuck me, I again
removed my skirt and blouse so he could see my wet cunt.
"NO! NO! Is Dad's boss really fucking Mom right now? How do you
know."
"I heard Mom talking to him on the phone. She told him that she would
be free all Saturday afternoon."
"What did he say?"
"The phone wasn't on speaker so I couldn't hear what he said, but
whatever it was, Mom replied that she could hardly wait to feel his big
cock up her cunt again. When she comes home after being fucked, she is
usually so turned on and hot from the screwing that she will masturbate
before she showers and cleans herself up. Would you like to hide in our
room until she's doing it and then listen at the door? She's really loud.
If she leaves the door open, you might even get to see her fucking herself
with her dildo."
"Are you serious? Do you really think that Mom will masturbate when she
comes home?"
"I think so. Does that thought excite you, Daniel? Would you really
like to spy on Mom when she's wanking, making her clit hard... making it
throb?"
"Sure. Any guy would love to see a mature, gorgeous woman like Mom
getting herself off.'
Again, I raised my skirt and rubbed my clit right in front of him. He
moaned as he stared right at my cunt. I rubbed myself a little harder and
a small stream of liquid oozed from my pussy. "Mom's not here yet,
Daniel," I whispered.
"When do you think she'll be home?"
"Don't know, but I'm here. Do you think I'm sexy?"
"Very much. All the guys have told me that you get them hard every time
they see you."
"How about you, Daniel? Do I get your big prick hard?" As I asked, I
sat down on the couch and spread wide open... brazingly exhibiting my cunt
for him. His cock quickly surged on its way to another erection.
"MMMmmmm... I think I do get my big brother's dick hard. You are
getting hard, aren't you, Daniel?"
"OOohhhh god yes! But you're my sister," he moaned.
"So what? I've got all the equipment the other girls have. You get
hard when you see their tits or legs or more. Right?"
"Of course, but I'm not supposed to react like that with you."
"Why not, Daniel? Don't you think I have a nice arse? Look. I'll bend
over so you see just how really nice it is. Bending over, I pulled my arse
cheeks open, looked back at him and whispered, "Well? What do you think?
Does it get you hard to look at your sister's arse, Daniel?"
"It's gorgeous," he groaned.
"See. I told you it was nice. How about these?" I teased as I ran my
finger over first one of the lips of my pussy and then the other one.
Don't my pussy lips look sexy?"
My pussy throbbed when I saw that my brother was so turned on, he
couldn't reply, and his cock was now rock hard. "I know you like the way I
look, Daniel. Just look at how hard your big prick is now."
"Oh fuck, yes! I can't help it. You're really sexy, Jo. I never
realized just how sexy and gorgeous you are. I just can't believe that I'm
iron hard from seeing my own sister."
"Oh Yes! Your cock looks like a steel shaft. Come over here and get
acquainted with your sexy sister's pussy, Big Brother."
"I told you! You're my sister! I can't. We can't!"
"Ok. But who knows when Mom will get back. We could just kiss and
touch while we wait. Wouldn't you like to feel these?" I cupped my breasts
and pushed them out so Daniel could see them better. I could tell that my
brother was struggling with what he wanted to do and what he thought he
should do. The sound of a car stopping in the driveway interrupted his
struggles.
"I think Mom's home," he said, sounding relieved.
"You're right. She's home." Peeking out the window, I grinned and
added, "but she's not going to masturbate like I thought she would. Sorry
about that."
"Why not? How do you know?"
"Simple, Mr. Jarman is with her."
"Who's he?"
"He's the Division Manager where Dad works. He's Larry Thompson's
boss."
"What's he doing here?"
"I'm not sure, but I think he's going to fuck Mom. Would you like to
see Mom being screwed, Daniel. It's hotter than anything you can imagine.
I got myself off three times watching Mr. Thompson fucking her in the back
of his van. Do you wanna watch?"
"Oh yeah," he moaned. "How can we watch without them seeing us?"
"Depends on where they go. If he fucks Mom in the den, we can watch
from the loft like I did when Mr. Thompson did her. If they go into her
bedroom, we can watch from the hallway."
"What if they close the door?"
"Then, we're out of luck, but if Mom locks the front door like she
usually does, they probably won't bother."
While we were giving them time to get started, I thought briefly about
putting my T-shirt and skirt back on but decided that I would rather be
nearly naked with Daniel. After five or ten minutes, Daniel and I went to
the loft overlooking the den and peered down into the room. It was empty,
but we could hear Mom's moans coming from the master bedroom. Jarman was
saying something to her that we couldn't hear well enough to understand.
"Let's see if we can see them from the hallway," Daniel whispered. I
nodded and indicated that we should take off our shoes so we could be as
quiet as possible. Almost as soon as we entered the hallway, we could see
them in the bedroom through the open doorway. Jarman had Mom sitting on
the end of the bed with her dress bunched around her hips. Her 36DD tits
were hanging out of her dress with Jarman's lips locked around one of her
nipples. His hand worked steadily between Mom's thighs.
"I think he's finger fucking her pussy," Daniel whispered as he looked
over my shoulder at the erotic spectacle taking place in the bedroom. "See
the way she's hunching against his hand... he's got to be fingering her."
"He's either got his fingers in Mom's cunt or he's rubbing her clit.
The way she's humping, my guess is that's he's on her clit, Daniel."
"It looks like she's about to cum... That's so fucking hot!"
"She is going to cum, Honey... and more than just once.... MMmmmmm...
and she's not the only one who's gonna get off. Your prick's hard as
stone. I can feel it thrusting against my arse."
"Ohh... I'm sorry. I didn't even realize I was doing that. It's just
so hot."
"Don't be sorry, Daniel. That's what a girl's arse is for. I'll bend
over and you can put it in me while we watch Mom getting Mr. Jarman's
prick up her pussy." Behind me, Daniel groaned, but he didn't make any move
to start fucking me. However, he didn't stop pressing his hard shaft
against my arse either. By the time Mr. Jarman got Mom on the bed, I was
pressing back against his hard cock hoping he would do even more.
The sight of Mr. Jarman's hands all over Mom's big tits while my
brother's prick continued to press against my arse had me biting my lip in
an effort to remain quiet.
"OOohh Daniel. Feel my tits like Mr. Jarman's feeling Mom!" I moaned.
My brother had reservations about fucking me, but they apparently didn't
include feeling me up. In a flash, he had my my tit in his hand. I tilted
my head back and his mouth covered mine.
As Daniel squeezed my nipple, we both heard Mom crying out in the
bedroom: "OH! OH! OOHH!! That's feels so good, Martin. Please... do my
clit... do meeeeeee.... make me throb... make me cum for you! AH GOD!
AHHHH GOD! YESSSS! LIKE THAT!!"
I felt my pussy gush at the same time as I felt my brother's hard dick
jerking against my arse. Inside the bedroom, Mom was howling as she
climaxed. She kept telling Jarman how hard she was cumming, which turned
Daniel on so much he let one of his hands move downward to my pussy. In a
flash, he had his fingers buried in my wet snatch. Now, it was my pussy
that was humping wildly against Daniel's hand.
It was impossible for me to silent any longer, but I did manage to
whisper. Although the volume was low, the hot intensity of my hissing
whisper was obvious.
"ohhhh ... more, Daniel... please... more! Go deeper... harder...
aaahhhh god... uunnghhh!!" Daniel inserted another finger into my pussy
and rammed them deep... hard. His thumb found my clit and rubbed it.
"ooouuuu... ooouuuu... cumming... you're making your baby sister cum,
Daniel... rub meeeeeee... don't stop... oh gawd... please don't stop
now.... aaaahhh uunnngghhh... can you feel my cunt throbbing, Daniel...
can you?"
"Oh yeah... it feels like its trying squeeze my fingers off. Jezzz...
what's that?"
"That's my hymen your pressing against, Big Brother. Don't you know
that girls have those before some big cocked guy fucks her?"
"Are you a virgin?" Daniel asked me, obviously shocked.
"Sort of... I've played around a lot, but I haven't let anyone fuck me
yet. Nobody gets into my pussy until my big brother busts me open with his
big cock."
"You want me to do that??"
"Oh yes! Do it to me right now! Hurry, Daniel. I'm so hot. Please.
Put it in me!"
"Oh suck my cock, you hot Bitch!" we heard Jarman shout in the bedroom.
"Mom's sucking him! Look at that. She's got his cock in her mouth...
sucking him! Oh fuck! Look at the size of that prick!" Daniel whispered
hotly in my ear. My brother's cock again thrust hard against my arse.
"TAKE THAT COCK, YOU HOT SLUT! SUCK ALL OF IT! Oh shit! It's been
nine days since I've had that hot mouth of yours on my cock... can't wait
to sink it into your hot cunt, Mandy. Can't go that long... need to fix
things so I have you around... aahhhhh..god... YES! SUCK IT, BABY! SUCK
IT!"
Mom's hot cries were garbled by the big shaft plunging in and out of her
mouth and throat. "OOOMMMPPPFFFF.... OOMMPPFFFF!!"
Daniel was humping against my ass harder than ever now. "Want me to
bend over more, Honey?" I whispered hotly. My brother was too hot to
reply. Moving forward just a little, but enough to break the contact
between his shaft and the crease of my arse, I bent over a little more and
held the position letting him see my arse and cunt holes. Then, I moved
back against his dick.
With my cunt fully exposed and wide open... all Daniel had to do was
align his cock and ram it into me. I was shuddering with excitement... He
was finally going to fuck me!! He did fuck me, but with his fingers, not
his cock. "Don't you want to fuck me?" I moaned as his fingers worked me
closer to an intense orgasm.
"Of course I want to fuck you, Jo, but I'm your brother. I can't. But
look in the bedroom, Jo. Jarman has Mom riding his cock now. Can you see
how much it's stretching her pussy."
"I can see it perfectly, Daniel. Don't you want to stretch me like
that? Besides, I need you to bust me open so other guys can fuck me...
Please... put it in me! Look how hard, he's fucking Mom. Give it to me
like that, Honey."
"OOOHHHHHHHHH GAWD DAMN! GIVE IT TO MEEEEEEEEEE!!" Mom screamed.
Daniel ignored me, but he did continue to work on my swollen clit
furiously. "I'm gonna cum, Jo," he moaned in my ear. "All over your arse.
Cum with me!"
"Yes... yes...yess... cum all over my arse. I'll cum when you do!"
All four of us pretty much came at the same time. Jarman's big cock
spewed his load into my Mom's cunt as it throbbed and spasmed around his
plunging shaft. My brother pulled away and pumped his cock until it
exploded his load all over my arse and back, and, at the same time, my cunt
erupted around my own fingers as they rubbed my clit and plunged in and out
of my hole.
=====================================
Mandy, David, Larry, and Martin:
After Jarman had finished fucking me, I had retreated to my bathroom and
cleaned up before my husband and the kids got home. My pussy still tingled
deliciously from the hot sensations of Jarman's thick shaft plunging into
me and pumping me so hard and so deep.
But even more than the hard shafting he had given me, the thing that had
me so psyched up was what he had told me about his plans. Apparently, the
nine days he had just spent traveling on business for his corporation had
left him really hot for me. Even as his thick cock was plunging in and out
of my very eager pussy, he was telling me how he intended to fix that
problem.
As I soaped my large breasts, I couldn't help sliding my fingers over my
still erect nipples. The erotic sensations were making my pussy throb...
so hot... so hard. I did it several more times until I was slowly
thrusting my hips as if I were being fucked by an imaginary lover. The
erotic thought that Jarman and Thompson wanted me to start working as their
personal assistant had me in heat.
As soon as he had told me of his plans, I had said, "What about my
husband? I'm pretty sure that David isn't going to approve of my taking
this job, Martin."
His reply was a line from "The Godfather". "Don't worry about David.
I'm going to make him an offer that he can't refuse."
When I had honestly informed him that I had had essentially no
experience assisting executives of large corporation and that I hadn't even
held a job for several years, he brushed aside my reservations saying that
he had secretaries who do the filing, handle the correspondence, take care
of making appointments and reservations, take notes, keep books, and do
whatever else needs to be done. Then, he had told me bluntly that he and
Thompson wanted a gorgeous woman to take care of their other needs.
Although it wasn't necessary for Jarman to tell me just what those
"other needs" were, he had done so in graphic detail describing how I would
be traveling with him or Thompson or sometimes both. The recollection had
me rubbing my clitoris as the water poured over my naked body. They were
going to fuck me... every day... both of them. My moans became louder as
my fingers worked even harder between my thighs.
When I had asked what about in between trips, Jarman had informed me
that he expected me to be at work every day and that he was renovating an
office for me that has connecting doors to his private office and to
Larry's on the other side.
When I had gasped, "Oh god... every day?" Both of you? Every day?",
his hand had moved to my cunt and captured my clit between his fingers.
Then, he had frigged me... sensuously. My legs had opened automatically.
I howled with delight when he had mounted me. Remembering how hard and how
quickly he had made me cum, my legs gave out causing me to slide to the
floor of the shower where my orgasm exploded as three fingers plowed in and
out of my throbbing cunt.
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I had just finished banging my secretary's tight arsehole an hour before
when she buzzed me on the intercom.
"Haven't you had enough?" I teased when I answered her page.
"I never get enough of your hard prick, Mr. Leighton."
"Mr. Leighton? Since when do you call the man who's been fucking you
for a year Mr. Leighton, Linda?"
"When the CEO may be able to hear me over the intercom, David," she
whispered very quietly. Then in a louder voice, "Mr. Jarman wants to see
you in his office, Sir. As soon as possible. He says its very important."
"Tell him, I'm on my way."
As I hurried down the corridor to Martin Jarman's plush office, I
wondered what could possibly be so important at this time of the morning.
Well, it didn't really matter. Jarman wants to see me ASAP, so his wish is
my command," I thought as I entered his secretary's office.
"Go right in, Mr. Leighton. Mr. Jarman and Mr. Thompson are waiting
for you."
That gave me a moment's pause. I couldn't ever remember Jarman and
Thompson, the Corporation's Senior Vice President and Division Manager both
wanting to talk to me at the same time. I straightened my tie and entered
with a smile on my face.
"Good morning, Mr. Jarman... Mr. Thompson. What's going on? How can
I help?"
"Some good news, David. Sit down. Would you like a drink?"
"Well, I don't normally drink during working hours, Sir."
"Of course you don't. That's why we're about to make you the offer of a
lifetime, but the senior VP and the Division Manager have some privileges.
I'm having some of 30-year old Ballentine. Larry likes the Jack Daniels
Blue Label. What's your pleasure?"
"I'm sort of a single malt man myself, Sir."
"Good choice! We have 20-year old Glenfiddich. That do?"
"Fantastic!" I replied, meaning every word.
Five minutes passed without another word as the three of us savored the
incredibly expensive and delicious drinks. Finally, Jarman set his now
half-empty glass of Ballentine-30 scotch on his desk, looked at me, and
asked, "David, how would you like to be the Plant Manager at our western
facility? It would be a big promotion at double your present salary."
I was stunned... almost speechless... so much so, a full minute must
have passed before I found my voice. Both Thompson and Jarman waited
patiently. Finding my voice, I responded, "I assume you're serious. This
wouldn't be much of a joke."
"That's right, it wouldn't be. We're very serious. Larry and I have
discussed it, and concluded that you're the man we want to take over that
plant. Ben Thomlin is retiring next month, and we need to get his
replacement on the job ASAP so Ben can serve as his mentor before he heads
for the new home he's built for his retirement."
"Well, naturally, I want to accept. Since I would have to sell our home
here, and move my family, I suppose I need to discuss it with Mandy first."
"That brings me to the second reason for your visit with both of us this
morning. It's not as pleasant as the first, which is why I gave you the
good news first... sort of softens the blow, so to speak."
"Blow... what blow? What's wrong," I asked now completely perplexed.
"Since you know more of the details than I do, Larry, and this isn't so
pleasant, why don't you take over. Privileges of rank, you know."
"Not a problem, Sir, " Larry answered promptly. "The fact is, David,
that it has come to my attention that you are ... how should I put this...
you are in severe violation of corporate policies and apparently have been
for a very long time."
"Violation of polices? What policies?" I stammered with a sick feeling
in my stomach. I knew what was coming.
"It has come to our attention that you have been carrying on a sexual
relationship with your secretary, Miss Linda Garrison, for almost a year.
In fact, you had anal sex with her in your office less than two hours ago."
"My god! How do you..." Thompson held up his hand, and I stopped
talking.
"Now, we are very well aware that this sexual relationship is
consensual. That was most obvious from Miss Garrison's moans this morning
as well as from the way she pleaded with you to ... eh... how did she put
it, Martin?"
"I believe she kept screaming something like... 'Give it to me,
harder... deeper', either that or very similar words," Jarman replied.
"You have our offices bugged?"
"Of course. You left us no other option. We have to protect the
corporation, you know."
"Protect the corporation? From what? How?"
"From extremely expensive lawsuits, David. You're in gross violation of
Corporate Policy 18-1995 on sexual harassment. Since you are Miss
Garrison's immediate administrative superior, it does not matter that she
has consented to having sex with you. Any good attorney can easily make
the case that even though she consented, she had no choice. Her job and
livelihood were at stake since you could fire her. She also has a
boyfriend who can bring suit for alienation of affections because of your
actions. We would have no recourse nor defense against these lawsuits
which could cost the corporation millions of dollars."
Now Jarman spoke up. "The bottom line, David, is that you can't fuck
women over whom you have administrative and executive power. That's the
entire point of Policy 18-1995. Understand?"
I collapsed back into my chair, my expensive Glenfiddich forgotten.
"So, I'm fired? I'm first offered the promotion of a lifetime and then
told I'm fired? I'm afraid I'm lost here."
"We need to fix this so that lawsuits are eliminated from the table,
David. Our attorneys have informed us that the only way for us to do that
is for Miss Garrison to become your wife. Obviously, a wife can't sue the
corporation because her husband fucked her before they were married...
even if it was in her sexy arse some of the time," Jarman laughed.
"I see that," I groaned, "but I'm already married to Mandy?"
"I need the truth here, David," Jarman growled at me. "How often have
you been fucking Mandy this last year since you've been banging Linda?"
"Eh... not much. Linda keeps me really drained, you know."
"I can imagine. Hot ass, big tits, tight cunt... it is really tight,
isn't it?" Jarman asked with a leer.
"Yeah. Very tight. Anyway, Mandy and I have sex once or twice a month.
She hasn't been happy."
"I can imagine. Here's the plan, David. If you want the promotion to
plant manager of our western facility, you will need to ask Mandy for a
divorce today. We feel confident that she will agree. Of course, you will
provide her suitable alimony and child support until Jo and Daniel reach
the age of 18. You will also give her title to your present home. Those
items, however, will not be a financial hardship on you because as soon as
the no-contest divorce becomes final, we will promote you and your present
salary will double. You will also have the use of the condo the
corporation maintains for the plant manager so you will not have to
purchase a new home. If you decide to do so, the corporation will provide
you the down payment.
"I'm not certain," I replied.
"Listen to me, David," Thompson demanded. "You have to know that Mandy
is sick and tired of being married to a man who's sleeping with his
secretary all the time and not taking care of her needs. She's going to
divorce you for adultery in the near future anyway. You'll have to pay
alimony and child support. She'll get the home, and you will be out of a
job while the corporation fights the million-dollar lawsuits."
I think I moaned at this point. Thompson continued unrelentingly. "The
option we are offering you not only allows you to keep your job, it
actually advances your career, doubles your salary, avoids messy lawsuits,
and ... and you get to marry that hot-assed, tight-cunted, sexy secretary
of yours. You take your new wife, move to the western part of the country,
and live happily ever after. We'll give you two minutes to make up your
mind while we finish our drinks."
After 10 seconds, I said, "I accept." For a brief moment, I thought I
saw Jarman and Thompson wink at each other.
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it was 2 PM when my phone rang. It was Martin. "Hi, Sexy," he said.
"Hi yourself, you hot devious stud."
"David accepted. He's going to ask you for a divorce this evening. You
will, of course, scream at him for a suitable length of time and then
demand alimony and child support as we discussed, and finally, the home.
Since you'll be spending most of the time with us, you won't really need
the home, but Jo and Daniel will need it until they're older."
"How long will the divorce take?"
"Not long. A few weeks at most since it's totally uncontested by both
parties. You start work as my personal assistant as soon as it's final."
"I don't know if I can wait a few weeks."
"Who said anything about waiting. David will be moving out of the house
within a couple of days. After that, you'll have your hands full... or
should I say, you'll have your arse and cunt full?"
"I like that better," I hissed. My pussy was already throbbing. I just
couldn't resist teasing Martin. "I think I should warn you, Martin, after
being the neglected wife for so long, I'm not certain that you and Larry
will be able to take care of me."
His reply was not what I expected. "Larry and I know that. But we have
a some interested clients who will eager to give us some help."
"Clients?"
"Yes. Randy, sexy clients... some of them are really hung."
"Oh my gawd!"
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David seemed at a loss that evening to tell me he wanted a divorce, and
I didn't make it any easier for him. After telling me that he knew our
marriage was not going well and that most of it was his fault, he finally
managed to ask me for a divorce.
"Why?" I asked. "You're already fucking Linda almost everyday. She
can't spread her legs any more often if she's married to you. In fact,
you'll probably get less of her pussy if you marry her. Just go ahead and
fuck the slut, but don't bother telling me about it."
"It's not just sex," David protested.
"Of course, it's just sex... it's just her hot, wet, young cunt. And
how about her arse? Are you getting into her arse too? Answer me!"
"Yes, I am, but we're not enjoying our marriage. Jo and Daniel aren't
getting anything out of it, and neither are you. I think we should be
thankful for the good years we had and call it quits at this point.
Otherwise, we'll just go on hurting each other."
"Oh My! Aren't you just all heart! So considerate of my feelings and
those of the children."
"There's no need for this, Mandy. Just say yes or no to my suggestion
that we have a no-contest divorce."
"I get the home!"
"All right."
"Custody of the children... No arguments."
"Of course. They'll be better off with you."
"Alimony and child support."
"Within reason. A third of my after-tax income since you have the home
and child support, and I will have to buy another house."
"Done! I'll get a lawyer and he will make the arrangements with yours.
We can be rid of each other within a few weeks."
"Ok. I'll be in touch and let you know my lawyer and his contact
information."
"Fine. And David.."
"Yes?"
"Just so you'll know, I really enjoyed your cock. You were always a
good lover. I'm sure Linda will enjoy having it as much as I did."
He was stunned. "Well, thank you, Mandy. You were dynamite in bed
too."
"I still am, David. At least the guys who are fucking me certainly
think so. I'm sure you can find the front door by yourself."
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That night after dinner, I told Jo and Daniel that I needed to speak
with them seriously. I made us some cheese and crackers and put some tea
on the table. After everyone had served themselves, I said, "I don't know
any easy way to tell you this, so I'm just going to say it. Ok?" Both of
them nodded, and both looked very worried.
"Your father and I are getting a divorce. It will be a no-contest
divorce so it will be final in just a couple of weeks or so. I'm sorry...
I really am, but..."
Jo interrupted me. "Why are you sorry, Mom? Daniel and I both know
he's been cheating on you for months and months... maybe more than a year.
We hardly see him, and I know the two of you rarely have sex. I don't see
why you didn't divorce him a long time ago."
"You're not angry?" I asked, half stunned, half relieved.
"No way, Mom," Daniel assured me. "Will we be moving or staying here.
What about money? Without Dad's income, can we make it?"
"We won't be moving. I will get full custody of the two of you. Your
father will moving to the western part of the country, and we will get sole
possession of the house. As to income, there will be some modest child
support until you both reach 18, and I'll get some alimony. That alone
wouldn't be enough to maintain our life style, but I have been offered a
position as Mr. Jarman's and Mr. Thompson's personal assistant. The
salary is modest but with that plus the alimony and child support, we
should be all right."
"Daniel and I can help with the money, Mom. I'm sure we can."
"Well, that would be nice, but at your ages, I doubt that you could make
much. Please don't worry about it. We'll manage, I'm sure. There is one
more thing I need to tell you. The two of you will be on your own a lot,
as I'm going to have to travel with Mr. Jarman and Mr. Thompson when they
take business trips. It's... it's part of the job. Can you two take care
of yourselves when I have to be gone?"
"Why do you have to travel with them, Mom? Daniel asked.
Jo shot her bother a warning look that didn't escape me. "Because,
Silly, Mom can't very well assist her employers if she's here baby sitting
us. She has to do her job. OK? Got it?" Jo gave Daniel another fiery
stare. If looks could kill, we would have had to call 911.
We finished the snacks, and Daniel went off to his room to study. Jo
hung back until he was out of earshot, and then smiled at me. "We're going
to fine, Mom. Don't worry about Daniel and me. I think we're all going to
be much happier."
"So do I, Jo. And thank you for ... eh... for your support."
"No problem, Mom." She turned to leave, took a couple of steps, stopped,
and turned back to face me. "Just one thing, Mom. Be certain you do a
very, very good job assisting Mr. Jarman and Mr. Thompson with whatever
they need ... whenever they need it."
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In slightly less than three weeks, the divorce was final. The next day,
I started work as Mr. Jarman's and Mr. Thompson's personal assistant. My
personal office was gorgeous... beautifully furnished and elegant. Of
course, the most important features were the two connecting doors, one to
Jarman's personal office, the second to Thompson's.
After Jarman's secretary had shown me around the office and acquainted
me with the phone system, the duplicating machines, and most importantly,
Mr. Jarman's and Mr. Thompson's personal schedules, she escorted me back
to my office where Jarman was waiting.
"Did Betty give you the grand tour, Mandy?"
"Oh yes. I think so. At least, I saw a lot of things. Hope I can
remember all of them."
"Doesn't matter. That stuff is unimportant. The tour was just for show
for the benefit of the staff. Larry and I would like for you to stay late
this evening."
"All right. I'll call Jo and Larry and let them know that I'll be late
in getting home."
"Good. I'll see you a little after 5 PM," Jarman said as he checked out
my big tits.
I smiled at him, cupped my tits, and whispered, "Like them? Should I
wear more revealing clothes or less?"
"What you have on is perfect, Mandy. You're supposed to look
attractive, but not slutty. When we're out of town, I want you slutty...
very slutty... and very hot, but not here in the office."
"I haven't done slutty a lot, but I'm sure I can learn," I said with a
grin.
"I'm sure of it too. See you at 5 PM."
I knew that Jo would get home from school by 4 PM, so that's when I
called. She answered on the second ring. "Hi, Mom. How did your first
day at the office go?" she asked cheerfully.
"Every thing's fine. You won't believe how beautiful my private office
is. I can't wait to show it to you and Daniel. The reason I'm calling is
to tell you that I'll be late getting home tonight. If you don't mind
waiting until maybe 8 or 9 PM, I'll fix the dinner for us. It could be
earlier, but I can't be certain."
"Don't worry about fixing dinner, Mom. I'll fix something for Daniel
and me. Your first day on the job, and you already have to stay late.
Daniel's going to ask me why you're having to stay late on your first
day... what do you want me to tell him, Mom?"
"What? Oh... Just tell him that... tell him that...:
"Yes?"
"Tell him that I have to do a lot of work to bring myself up to date on
my new job responsibilities."
"That sounds good. Very reasonable. I'll tell him that."
There was a prolonged, painful silence. Finally, I said, "You know why
I'm staying late don't you, Jo?"
"Of course I know. It's your first day as their personal assistant.
Mr. Jarman and Mr. Thompson are both going to fuck you."
"Oohhh... I'm sorry. You must think I'm just terrible."
"Terrible? Hardly. You're the coolest, sexiest Mom I know. You just
got rid of a cheating husband who wasn't taking care of his bedroom duties
to you. You got a great settlement, but best of all, you have two
extremely powerful and rather handsome men panting after you. Wow! I just
hope that I'm as desirable, as sexy and attractive, and as courageous and
resourceful as you when I'm your age. Love you, Mom. Have a great time
tonight and don't worry about Daniel. Men and boys aren't very sharp when
it comes to figuring out women."
"Thank you, Honey. You have no idea how much better that makes me
feel."
"Mom, before you hang up, can I ask you a couple of things... personal
things? I'm sort of embarrassed to ask, but I would really like to know."
"Let me make it easy for you, Honey. Yes, I'm very excited... so
excited my panties are soaked. I can hardly wait. And No, I've never had
two men at the same time before. Are those the two things you wanted to
know?"
"Yeah. How did you know?"
"The same way you knew that Jarman and Thompson are both going to fuck
me tonight. You're a woman. You know these things. Well, so am I, and I
know some things about young women too. Like you can't wait to have two
men doing you at the same time."
"Oh god... that's so hot to think about. Now I'm going to have get
myself off. I'm too hot to resist."
"Why not call one of your boyfriends and let him take care of your
problem, Honey?"
"Because I'm waiting for a very special guy to bust me open for the
first time, and he's resisting."
"You're still a virgin? I had no idea. Hard to imagine a guy turning
down a girl a beautiful and as sexy as you, Jo. Are you sure he's got all
his marbles?"
"Oh yes, Mom. I know he's got all his marbles... they've just all
rolled to one side."
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Jo and Daniel:
Scene #1: Leighton's Home - Kitchen
It was almost 5:30 PM before Daniel came home. Being male, the first
thing he did was go to the kitchen to see what's was cooking for dinner. I
was grinning when he came back into the den with a perplexed frown on his
face.
"Nothings cooking on the stove," he announced.
"I think you're right," I replied without looking up from my history
book.
"But... but what's for dinner?"
"Not sure."
"You say you're not sure?"
"Right. I'm not sure what we're going to have for dinner."
"Oh. Ok. Where's Mom?"
"Working. She started as Mr. Jarman's personal assistant today.
Remember?"
"Of course I remember, but it's 5:30 PM. She should be home by this
time."
"She called. She's having to work late."
"On her first day at work, she's having to stay late? What's the deal?"
"Deal? No deal? She just has a lot she has to learn to get herself up
to speed in her new job responsibilities. She said that if we wanted to
wait until maybe 9 PM, she could fix something for us when she gets home.
Otherwise, we're on our own, Daniel."
"Well, I'm hungry. I can't wait that long to eat."
"I guess that we're on our own then. How about spaghetti, a salad, and
garlic toast?"
"That sounds good. Yeah! Let's have that."
"Ok. You make the salad, get the spaghetti ready to cook, slice the
French bread, coat it with some butter and sprinkle some garlic powder on
it, and then set the table. I'll make the sauce and put the garlic bread
into the oven."
"That's not fair! I've got more stuff to do than you do, and you're the
girl."
"Careful, Big Brother. You're treading on dangerous ground there, but
I'll overlook it this time. If you want, we'll switch. You make the sauce
and warm the garlic bread, and I'll do the rest."
"But I don't know how to make spaghetti sauce," Daniel whined.
"Then the dummy has to do the rest of the stuff while the smart person
fixes the sauce. Get to it. I'll start working on the sauce."
"Bitch!"
"Daniel, I know you really got off big time seeing my tits and cunt
while you wanked. Well, if you have any plans to enjoy doing that again,
I'll hear an apology from you within the next five minutes."
I started on the sauce while Daniel sat at the kitchen table fuming. He
waited for over four minutes before he finally said, "I'm sorry, Jo.
Really, I am."
"For what?"
"For calling you a bitch. Actually, you're cooler and smarter than any
of my friends' sisters. I'll start the salad. I'm really sorry."
"Apology accepted. Now let's get dinner ready. I'm hungry too."
I had the onions, peppers, tomato sauce, rotil, garlic, oregano, and
basil all mixed and the sauce simmering on the stove when Daniel finished
making the salad. Before he started slicing the French bread, he asked,
"Jo, are you going to let me... you know... are you?"
"Let you what?" I teased.
"You know... what you said."
"Maybe... I'll think about it. Fix the garlic bread. I'll set the
table."
"Jo, do you really think Mom's having to work late?"
"That's what she said when she called me before you got home."
"Seems strange. Overtime on the first day of the job, I mean."
"I think Mom takes her new job very seriously, and wants to please her
new employers, Daniel."
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Scene #2 - Jarman's Private Office:
"Damn! She sucks two cocks like she's been doing it all her life.
OOohhh fuck... she's taking it all the way down her throat!" Jarman
groaned.
Thompson's prick jerked as Mandy's hand slid up and down its length. He
couldn't keep his hips from thrusting every time her hand stroked his
shaft. "I think our new Personal Assistant has had some practice we don't
know about. Have you sucked two cocks before, Mandy?"
"Is Larry right, Mandy? Have you double sucked before?"
"Oommppff... Oommppff.... uunngghhh."
"Oh that's right. Sorry, I forgot. Your mouth's full right now, and
it's not polite to speak when your mouth is full."
"Are you about to blow a load in her?" Thompson asked, obviously
impatient to get his throbbing cock into the hot blonde's mouth.
"Not yet. You want her to switch over and suck you, Larry."
"Oh god yes!"
"You heard your boss, Mandy. Switch and suck... Switch and suck...
Switch and suck until you get both loads.
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Scene #3 - Leighton Dining Room:
"The sauce is really good, Jo. How did you learn how to make it?"
"From Mom. She's been teaching some cooking skills for the last year.
It's easy to make. The onions and rotil really add to the zest along with
the spices, don't you think?"
"Yeah... oh man, yeah! It's great!" Daniel wolfed down some of the
garlic bread and salad before attacking the spaghetti again. "Jo, you know
we watched Mr. Jarman having sex with Mom."
"MMMMmmmm... we did, didn't we. I was really hot too, wasn't it?"
"You know it! I shot off a huge load all over your back."
"I know you did, Big Brother. That made my clit just erupt when you did
that. Tell me truth, Daniel... are you hard now? Right now?"
"Oh yeah. I've been hard for awhile."
"Why?"
"Well, we know that Mr. Jarman fucked Mom, and you told me that you
watched Mr. Thompson screwing her in the back of his van, right?"
"Mmmmm... huh."
"So both of them are fucking Mom."
"Would seem so."
"Well, she's working late. If they stayed late too, she's alone with
them right now."
"Yep... all alone with them."
Daniel took another bite of spaghetti and then blurted, "Do you think
they're fucking her? Right now, I mean. As we eat. Do you think they've
got their cocks in Mom's pussy?"
"No. Absolutely not! No way! You can stop thinking that, Daniel.
It's not happening. Let's finish dinner. We have some left over cheese
cake in the fridge for dessert."
"Oh good! That's great!"
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Scene #4 - Sectional Couch in Jarman's Office:
"Ride it, Mandy! Ride my big cock, Baby. Fuck that hot cunt on it,
Honey... RAM IT DOWN ON ME!" Thompson grunted
"Oh god, Larry... you're so fucking big.... uuunnghh... OOohhhh ...
you have no idea how good it feels when that big prick stretches my
cunt.... aaaahh... shit... ugh! ugh! ugh! OOohh yesss... fuck it into
meeeeeeeee!!!"
"OH YES! SINK IT INTO MEEEEEEE!! ALL THE WAY INTO ME!!"
"Hot fucking damn! You are stretching her, Larry. Wide open," Martin
yelled. "Pull her forward... hold her steady so I can get into her hot
arse!"
Larry followed his boss' order exactly. I felt my tits being pressed
into Larry chest. My butt arched upward.... totally exposed. Jarman
mounted me... His cock pressed against my arse hole.... He drove
forward... stretching me.... sinking his dick into my rectum...
deeper... deeper... I felt his balls slap against my tightly plugged cunt.
"Oh god! You're both in me!! Fucking meeeee! AAAGGGHHHAAA! I'M
CUMMING... OOOHHHH GOD! FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEE!!!"
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Scene #5 - Den in the Leighton's Home:
I had just finished reading the history assignment for the next day at
school when Daniel said, "Jo, I don't see how you can be so certain that
Jarman and Thompson aren't fucking Mom. How can you possibly be that
certain?"
"I didn't say that Mom wasn't being fucked. How could I possible know
that one way or the other?"
"Yes you did. When I asked if you thought Jarman and Thompson were
fucking Mom, you said '"No. Absolutely not! No way!"
"That's not what you asked, Big Brother. You asked me if I thought
Jarman and Thompson had their cocks in Mom's pussy right at that moment,
and I said 'No way'. It's possible for two men to both get their cocks
into a woman's cunt at the same time, but it's not easy, and it's more
acrobatic than it is sexual. So I'm virtually certain that the answer to
your question was 'no'."
"All right. Technically, you answered my question correctly, but you
knew that wasn't what I was really asking. Do you think Mom's being
fucked?"
"I don't know. Maybe... maybe not. What do you think?"
"I think she's getting it... right now."
"That turn you on? Is your cock hard thinking that Mom's legs are up
the air, jerking back and forth, as Jarman and Thompson sink their big
pricks into her pussy?"
"Oh god!"
"You are hard, aren't you, Big Brother?"
"Like stone."
"Take it out so I can suck you, Daniel."
"No. I can't. You can't!"
"Oh yes I can! I'd love to suck your big, hard prick. Don't you want
to feel it sliding into my hot mouth... feel my tongue stroking up and
down your shaft... over the swollen head. You can hold my head and fuck
my mouth hole, Big Brother. I promise I'll swallow every drop you shoot
into me. Come on, Daniel. Take it out... Stick it in my mouth... DO
IT!"
When Daniel made no move to get his erection out of his pants, I did it
for him. Hoping he wouldn't pull away, I unbuckled his belt, unzipped him,
and pulled his pants and briefs down in one smooth motion. My pussy
throbbed when I saw that he wasn't going to pull away.
Instead of pulling away, Daniel moved even closer to me. Kneeling in
front of him, I looked up and opened my mouth. He moved closer. My tongue
moved out and stroked my upper lip. Tilting my head back, I opened even
wider. My brother groaned. His hard cock throbbed... jerking in the air.
He took one more step, and his cock touched my cheek.
"Please," he groaned.
"Please what? Tell me."
"Suck me... Please. Suck it."
"You want me to put this huge thing in my mouth and suck on it... make
it throb... make it jerk... make it shoot?"
"Oh yesss... do it, Jo. Suck me!"
"If I suck you, you have to promise to pull out just before you shoot."
"You don't want my load in your mouth?"
"Oh yes... that's exactly where I want it, but I want you to pull out
and wank your big load straight into my mouth. I'll keep it wide open for
you, Big Brother, a perfect target for your big sex gun, and I'll swallow
every drop you shoot in. Promise?"
"Oh god yes! Just suck meeeeeee!!"
I laid his big organ against my cheek and wrapped my lips about the
lower half of the throbbing head. Daniel groaned hotly as his cock jerked
hard against the side of my face.
My brother's hips hunched back and forth trying to get his cock into my
mouth. "Please, Jo. Suck it all the way. I'm so fucking close."
"You want to cum in me like Mr. Thompson and Mr. Jarman are shooting
their loads into Mom, don't you?"
"AAAAHHHHH GAWD!"
"You know that she's probably got a big dick in her cunt and another one
in her mouth right now, don't you Daniel?"
"OOohhhh ... OOOHHHH... SUCK MEEEEEEEEE!"
"Every time one of their cocks shoots in her, she screams and cums.
I'll scream and cum when you shoot in me. Ready for me to suck you?"
"SUCK ME! HURRY! SUCK MEEEEEEEE!"
As soon as I took my brother's big shaft into my mouth and began
sucking, he grunted and rammed his hips forward.
"Ung! UNG! OOOHHH FUCK ... YES! SUCK IT! SUCK IT!" he screamed as
he fucked my mouth. "No hands... take your hands off... mouth only...
just suck me with your mouth ... gonna fuck your mouth, Jo.... got to
fuck your mouth!"
Removing my hands, I opened wider and let him slam his meat all the way
down my throat. His hot masculine grunts of pleasure every time his cock
entered my throat filled the room and my ears. His hand moved to the back
of my head to hold me in position for the mouth fuck he was giving me.
Back and forth... his bloated, cum-filled balls slapping against my chin
on each stroke... his prick throbbing... I knew he was very close.
Suddenly, my body shuddered hard in my first climax on my brother's
cock. I wished it was up my cunt instead of my mouth, but now that I was
sucking him, I felt it wouldn't be too much longer before he would cumming
inside my pussy.
"You're shaking, Jo," he gasped. "Are you cumming?"
"Ooommppfff... uunngghhh... oommmppffff," came my garbled reply.
Unable to speak with that big sex spike down my throat, I just nodded my
head.
"Oh fuck! That's hot! I'm gonna shoot soon. Can't hold it much
longer. Are you sure you want me to pull out and wank the load into your
mouth, Jo? You gotta know that some of it... a lot of it... is gonna
cream your face... Is that Ok?"
"OOOmmmmpppffff!!!" I cried nodding my head.
"OH HOT FUCKING DAMN! I'M GONNA CUM!!"
Daniel jerked his throbbing shaft out of my mouth, stepped back, and
began to wank it furiously while pointing it directly at my face.
Kneeling in front of him, I tilted my head back. "NOW! Daniel! NOW!
CUM IN MY MOUTH!" His hand flashed up and down his jerking shaft as I
opened my mouth wide and extended my tongue. He only had to pump it a few
times before jet after jet of his thick load exploded against my cheek, all
over my tongue, and into my mouth. After several thick streams had shot
out, his ejaculation slowed but still thick wads of semen poured out of his
cock and dripped into my mouth.
I swallowed every thing that had gushed into my mouth and then began to
scoop up as much of his load that covered my lips, cheeks, and hung from my
chin as I could. I swallowed that as well. Finally, I slipped my lips
over my brother's now semi-hard shaft and cleaned him. Even when his dick
was clean, I continued to slid my lips up and down its length. After
several minutes, his cock hardened and began to throb.
"I don't believe it. You're getting me hard again, Jo!"
Pulling my mouth off his dick for a moment, I looked up and hissed, "Of
course you're getting hard again, Stud. A woman's sucking your big cock.
Don't you think Mom is getting Mr. Thompson and Mr. Jarman hard again and
again and that they're fucking her multiple times?" That thought make my
brother's cock surge to full erection.
"Oohhh god! They're fucking Mom again and again... in her mouth... in
her cunt... shooting their loads in her... over and over ... Suck me,
Jo. Make me cum again!"
I took Daniel's hard prick all the way down my throat on the first
effort. His balls slapped my chin and the mouth fucking started again.
Ten minutes later, he was screaming.
"OOOHHH GAWD DAMN! I'M GONNA SHOOT AGAIN! CAN'T HOLD IT!
OOOHHAAAHHHHHHHH!!! UUNNGGHH! SHOOTING... OH MY GOD... I'M SHOOTING
AGAIN!"
As Daniel's load erupted in one hard spurt after another, I began
licking his dick with my tongue while continuing to stroke him. His second
load wasn't as big as his first had been, but it was still huge.
After Daniel's prick finished shooting, he just sort of fell back onto
the couch and lay there with his chest heaving and my hand still wrapped
around his prick that was oozing cum from its tip. As he caught his
breath, I continued to slowly stroke him.
Now it was my turn, and there was no way I was going to let this moment
pass without getting his mouth on my pussy. Moving upward, I straddled his
face, my knees just outside his ears. He was looking straight up into my
flared, open, wet, and throbbing cunt.
"I want it!" I whispered hotly. "Do you want it?"
"Yes! Oh god, YES!"
"I need for you to work my clit. I'm so close... so fucking hot."
Daniel didn't give me a chance to say anything else. His hands grasped
my hips and his powerful arms jerked my body downward planting my cunt all
over his cheeks and mouth. His tongue stabbed me.
"GGGHHAAAAA OOOHHHH GOD YES! SUCK MEEEEEEEEE, BIG BROTHER. SUCK YOUR
HOT SISTER'S CUNT... MAKE HER CUM!!!"
When I screamed, he moved his tongue to my clit. The tip licked up and
down each side with rapid flicking motions... then he was on the tip...
my cunt convulsed with the hot sensations. Juices drenched his face as I
came explosively. Five minutes later, my brother fetched me second time.
Reaching behind me, I groaned when I felt his fingers entering my ass...
pumping me. I didn't last more than a few minutes before I again erupted
on his tongue.
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Six Months Later:
It didn't take long before we all realized that with Dad now Mom's
ex-husband, our income was not going to be sufficient to maintain the home,
pay the property taxes, buy food and clothing for everyone, pay our other
living expenses, and provide some additional money for a little
entertainment. Mr. Jarman and Mr. Thompson were taking care of Mom's
needs, and we were using her income and the small amount of alimony she was
receiving from Dad to take care of our expenses, but it was clearly not
enough. Daniel and I just had to find a way to provide some additional
income.
Now that I was 17 going on 18, my breasts were even larger, my hips and
ass had filled out, and I was rapidly developing a really sexy body. The
boys in school, as well as some older men, had often stared at me,
obviously checking me out and wondering what I would be like in bed. But
now that I was developing into a more voluptuous woman, the stares were
becoming more frequent, more prolonged, more lustful, and expanding to an
even greater number of men. I was even noticing that some women were
checking me out.
After having sucked my brother's cock that first evening Mr. Jarman and
Mr. Thompson had fucked their new Personal Assistant and having him go
down on me, we had continued to do that with greater and greater frequency.
The only time we ever wanked now was when we did it together to turn each
other on. Why use my own fingers or a dildo when Daniel is available and
eager to do it for me. The same applied to him. No guy is going to wank
himself when he's got a sexy woman to suck him and wank his cock.
Unfortunately, I had made no further progress toward getting Daniel to
fuck me. I still had my hymen intact, and frankly, I was getting more than
just a little tired to turning guys down when they were so eager to bust me
open. I really needed Daniel to get over his hang up that he couldn't fuck
me because I was his sister. As wild as I was about him, I knew that once
he fucked me and found out how good a lay I was, he would be hitting on me
all the time. I just couldn't get him between my legs.
I was shopping in the mall one afternoon while Daniel was at baseball
practice when I noticed a young man in his early 20's looking me over. I
was wearing a short skirt with a blouse that exposed some of my now larger
tits. His attention, however, seemed mainly focused on my legs rather than
my tits. That excited me because I've always been more turned on by
leg-men than tit-men.
There was a food court in the middle of the mall with some tables and
benches where people could sit down as they ate. Knowing that would give
me the opportunity to cross my legs and show off even more, I bought a
doughnut and a coke, picked a bench, and sat down to eat. Out of the
corner of my eye, I could see him still checking me out. When I crossed my
legs letting my skirt ride high on my thighs, he moved to a better vantage
point where he could see up my dress if the opportunity arose. Of course,
I intended to make sure that it did.
On impulse, I rose and went to the ladies room leaving my doughnut and
coke on the bench so he would figure that I intended to return. Once
inside, I quickly entered a stall, pulled my short skirt up to my waist and
stripped off my panties. Having no place to put them, I just tossed them
into the trash and went back to my table. The guy was still there.
When I sat down, I let my legs open to give the guy a very quick beaver
shot. I would have loved to have watched his reaction, but I didn't want
him to know that I knew he was watching. Once seated, I crossed my legs
again exposing a lot of thigh flesh and went back to working on my doughnut
and coke. He never took his eyes off me.
When I had finished, I uncrossed my legs and let them stay open while I
collected my handbag and refreshed my lipstick. He was staring right at my
naked cunt.
While I had had a lot of fun flashing my pussy and turning the guy on,
it was time for me to be getting home. I started to get up but then
noticed that he was now approaching me. I let my body relax back into my
chair pretending not to notice him.
"Hi," he said when he reached my chair. "I'm Steve. I know that you
know that I've been watching you. You're very, very attractive. May I
pull up a chair and join you?"
"It's a free country," I said, but with a warm, friendly smile.
He nodded and a moment later his chair was closer enough to mine that
our knees were almost touching. "I'm Jo," I said.
"Do you always come to the mall without any panties on, Jo?"
That shocked me a little. I had figured the guy to be a closet voyeur,
shy, and uncertain of himself around girls. Obviously, that evaluation was
wrong. When I recovered, I replied, "I never come to the mall without
panties, Steve."
"Yes you do."
"No. You're wrong. Never."
"Why do you tell me that when you know, and I know, and you know that I
know that you're not wearing panties right now?"
"Because you didn't ask me if I were wearing panties now. You asked me
if I come to the mall without any panties on. I had panties on when I came
to the mall, but I took them off when I went to the ladies room."
Now, it was Steve's turn to be shocked. Finally, he shook his head and
said, "Wow! May I ask why?"
"You were staring so hard at me, I figured you probably wanted to see my
cunt. Do you like it?"
"Yeah. A lot."
"Get you hard?"
"Very."
"Good. Guys are supposed to get hard when I show them my cunt."
"I like to fuck you. My apartment's not far or if you prefer, I could
get a room in a motel."
"I'm underage."
"Really? As sexy as you are, it can't be by much. How old are you?"
"I'm 17.
"See,,, you're close, and the fact that you're underage makes me even
harder. I won't tell anyone if you don't."
"You're a really sexy looking, hot guy, but I can't fuck you, Steve.
I'm a virgin."
"Really? As hot as you are, I didn't think there was any way you could
be a virgin. But look, you gotta lose it sometime. Why not today?"
"I'm not trying to hang onto my virginity... just the opposite, Steve.
But I want to lose it to a special guy, and he's putting up a lot of
resistance."
"Why? Is he gay?"
"No. But it's sort of private. I'd rather not discuss it. Ok."
"All right. Do you play around at all? Oral sex? Anal sex? You won't
lose your virginity doing that."
"I've sucked several guys, but never have had anal sex."
"So, you're an anal virgin too."
"Yep. Two virgin holes." We both laughed at that comment.
"I'm so fucking hard, it hurts, Jo. Can we go to a motel so I can have
your anal cherry and oral sex. I promise I won't even finger your pussy."
Now I hesitated. My pussy was soaked and kept urging me to say yes, but
I was a little nervous. I told him that.
"If you weren't nervous, would you do it with me?"
"Yeah... but I am."
He took out his wallet and extracted three ID cards, his driver's
license, his social security card, and his university ID card where he was
a student. "Look. Here's my name, my address, my social security
number... every thing. Go to a phone and call one of your close girl
friends. Tell her you're going to a motel with me. Give her all this
information. That way, you know you'll be perfectly safe. If you weren't,
the police would be arresting me before nightfall. Ok?"
"Well, you've convinced me that I'll be safe, but I don't think I should
do it. I'm sorry."
"Oh shit! You've got me so damn hard! I guess it's just not my day.
Would you show me your pussy again before I leave?"
That got me hotter than ever... almost hot enough to change my mind.
"All right," I hissed, my voice not more than a hot whisper. Turning
toward him, I scooted right to the edge of my chair and opened my thighs.
My naked cunt was right in front of him. When he uncrossed his legs and
turned to face me, his hugely tented pants were on display.
"Oh my god!" we both said at almost the same time... Steve staring at
my cunt; me staring at his bulge.
"Can I feel it?" I whispered.
"If you let me touch your cunt."
"Ok, but you can't go inside me."
"I won't. I promise."
When I wrapped my hand around his shaft through his pants, I found out
that he was every bit as hard as he had said he was. It felt like a piece
of steel... so hard and rigid I could hardly move it. He was big, but I
didn't think he was as big as Daniel. But Daniel wasn't here and Steve
was. His cock throbbed in my hand.
"Be careful," he moaned. "You don't want me to go inside your cunt, and
I don't want you to make me cum in my pants." I got hotter still.
When Steve's fingers reached my pussy and explored up and down the
length of my slit and then began rubbing my erect clit, I had to stop him
before he made me cum right here in the mall.
He groaned. The tent in his pants jerked and moved as his cock
throbbed. "God. You're just drop-dead sexy. I'd give anything to be able
to have oral and anal sex with you. I promise you'd leave a pussy virgin."
Suddenly, a light came on in my brain. Anything? He said anything.
Perhaps I had accidentally discovered a way for Daniel and I to solve the
financial problems of our family. "Do you really mean that, Steve?"
"Oh hell yes!"
"Well, my Mom's divorced and with no source of income, we're in
financial trouble. Would you pay to fuck my ass and mouth?"
"Absolutely, but I'm not rich... just a college student. How much?"
"How about $500 for the rest of the afternoon... every thing except
vaginal sex."
"I can't afford that... I wish I could, but I can't."
"What can you afford?"
"How about $200?"
"$250."
Five minutes later, I was on the phone calling Beverly to give her all
the details about Steve... just in case. Five minutes after that, I was
following Steve's car to a drug store where he bought some astroglide to
lube me, then we were on our way to a Motel 6. In another ten minutes, we
were frantically getting each other naked inside the motel room.
When I got Steve's cock out, I saw that I had estimated it almost
exactly right. He was hard... so hard his shaft stood neatly straight up.
It looked to be about seven inches or a little less... more than enough to
satisfy my virgin arse, but not so big that it was going to hurt.
"Think you can take all that cock, Jo?
"MMmmmmm ... just watch me, Honey."
"I can't wait. Come on... suck me off... I wanna shoot the first load
down your throat. Then, I'll get you off on my tongue while I get it up
again." Steve reclined on the bed and pulled me down on top of his body.
His rigid dick poked me in the side of my face bringing a small cry from me
and a groan from him.
Holding his rod with my hand around the base, I ran my tongue all the
way up the shaft from his balls to the swollen head. My lips closed over
the end of his dick and sucked for a moment, then I did the opposite side
of his cock the same way. By the time I had repeated the cycle five times,
saliva was dripping from his balls and his hips were thrusting trying to
sink his prick into my mouth.
Finally, in desperation, Steve begged me to take it all inside my mouth.
"Please, Jo. You're driving me crazy. Suck... please... suck all of
it!"
"You didn't think I could take all of your prick, Honey. Now you want
me to put all of that big thing in my mouth and throat and suck it... let
you shoot your huge load into my belly?"
"Oh god yes! Take it... take it all, you sexy little Bitch. Suck me!
Please!"
Figuring that I had teased the guy enough and considering that he was
paying me to be a hot fuck, I held his prick steady and slowly lowered my
mouth over his organ. Half of his throbbing shaft disappeared into my
mouth the first time I moved down his dick. After sucking the top half and
running my hand over his balls, I pulled back and again worked on the big
head until he was again begging.
On the next trip down his rod, I took almost five inches. The head was
now butting up against the opening to my throat. Slowly, I worked it in...
gagging just a little, but not pulling back. Steve held my head in place
and fucked the remainder of his cock down my throat. His balls slapped
against my chin bringing a hot moan from me and a howl of pleasure from
him.
"Oh fuck yes! Jezzz... you're taking it all, Jo. You hot slut!
You're sucking every inch. Suck me hard... Make me shoot it!"
Quickly, I moved into a 69 position with my thighs straddling his face.
When I lowered my pussy onto his mouth, his tongue stabbed into me several
times forcing higher pitched female grunts from my mouth. I licked the big
cock head bringing groans of frustration from Steve. Ramming my mouth all
the way down his rod, my cheeks hollowed as I sucked him. His tongue had
now moved to my clit. When he sucked it hard and lashed it with his
tongue, I tried to squeal but with his big shaft plugging my mouth, only
garbled grunts emerged.
His hips hammered up and down, driving his rod all the way into my
throat on every thrust. My arse pumped hard, grinding my clit onto his
tongue. Deep male grunts and more shrill female shrieks filled the motel
room informing anyone in the adjoining rooms that we were having hot sex.
"I'M GONNA CUM, JO! DON'T STOP! SUCK MEEEEEEE! GONNA CUM!!! NOW!!!
HERE IT COMES!!"
His cock literally detonated inside my throat. Some of the thick goo
poured down my throat into my belly. But he was shooting it out so fast,
some of the load gushed into my mouth. After two huge spurts, there was no
more room to hold it. Each following gush of cum spewed out the corners of
my tightly plugged mouth and ran down his pumping shaft. The musky aroma
of his semen filled my nostrils and caused my vagina to contract in a hard
spasm.
"Oohhhhh god. Where in hell did you learn to suck cock like that, Jo?
Your pussy and arse holes may still be virgin, but don't bother to tell me
that your mouth is. That was the best blowjob I've ever had. Now, it's
your turn to cum. Get on your back and spread wide, Baby. I'm going to
make you cum so hard and so many times you're gonna go crazy."
He didn't have to tell me twice. I turned onto my back and spread wide
... arching my hips upward to give him a perfect view of my flared pussy
and eager, hard clit. Spreading me even wider, Steve shoved his face deep
into my sex saddle, sucked my labia into his mouth, worked my swollen clit
out of its protective hood, and attacked it with his tongue stroking up and
down each side and then over the sensitive head. It only took a few
minutes to make me convulse in an intense orgasm.
"UUNNGHHH... AAAAHHHHHH GAWD!! YOU'RE MAKING MEEE CUMMMM!!"
When my clitoris and vagina erupted in hard spastic contractions, it
just seemed to excite Steve even more. I felt my clit being sucked into
his mouth. The suction he put on it was just huge. I was screeching...
beating on his shoulders with my fists, but he didn't let up. Each time
his tongue raked over my swollen, near bursting, nubbin, my vagina
convulsed. Then I came again, spurting my juices all over his buried face.
I was still throbbing in the throes of my second orgasm when I felt a
finger being inserted into my rectum. "OOohhhhh fuck... go easy...
please!" I moaned. He did go slowly, but he didn't let up. After a
minute, his finger was buried inside my arse hole as his tongue continued
to probe my pussy and pleasure my erect clitoris. I groaned when I felt
his finger pulled from my hole. "OOooohhhh NNoooo... don't stop. Put it
back into meeeeeeeeee!"
He did... that finger and a second one. "AAGGGHHHAAA.... YOU'RE
STRETCHING MY ARSE.... GGGHHHAAAAA!!"
I screamed even louder when I felt my clitoris being sucked hard again
as both fingers were now sliding smoothly in and out of my hole. "Unngh!
Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ooohhhh fuckkk... you're in my arse! YOU'RE FUCKING MY
ARSE HOLE!" I heard myself screaming... A few minutes later, the motel
room was again filled with loud, shrill female shrieks of hot pleasure.
This time, my rectum contracted right along with my vagina and clit as my
third and then my fourth climax roared through me.
"It's fucking time, Jo. Are you ready to have a cock fucking your hot
virgin arse hole?"
"Yes! Oh fuck YES! Fuck my arse hole, Honey. Give it to meeeeeeeee!!"
Steve got me on my knees and pushed my head down onto the bed elevating
my butt high in the air. The astroglide felt cool when he rubbed it over
my hole and then squirted some into my opening. I wondered if it felt as
cool on his cock.
"UUNNGHHHH!" I couldn't keep from grunting when three fingers were
pushed into my arse. Steve pumped my hole bringing additional grunts and
moans.
"Pull your ass cheeks apart, Jo. Spread your hole," he ordered. As
soon as I did it, a fourth finger entered me producing even louder moans.
"Gawd damn, but your arse hole is tight. Feels like it's trying to
squeeze my fingers off, you hot-assed bitch."
"OOOHHH GAWD! OOOHHHH GAWD! AAAAHHHH... YOU'RE STRETCHING
MEEEEEEEEEEEE.... UUNNGHHH!!"
Suddenly, all four fingers were pulled out. I felt Steve's hands on my
buttocks pulling me open. I could almost feel the pressure of his eyes as
he examined my now gaping hole, and the ache for physical contact was
almost tangible. Now I was hot, really hot, and the more basic and crude
the action, the better and more excitingly I would orgasm. Pausing only to
flare my arse hole open and closed for this complete stranger to whom I was
so fully exposed, I hissed,
"Tongue me, you dirty little man, lick my hole, you big-cocked pervert".
He paused, and I wondered whether I had pushed him too far; it would be
sad if I had, I couldn't help thinking, because I was just starting to
enter my real depravity, and it could get far, far more exciting. Then,
slowly, I began to feel his hot breath on my arse as he came closer. He
started to sniff me, loudly, and crudely, sniffing at my oozing cunt and my
bumhole; instantly, my pussy flooded, and I could feel the slime as it
began to slip down my thighs. Even I could smell my arousal, so what must
he be feeling?
Then, there was a new sensation, one that I had never felt before, but
to which I could easily become addicted; my arsehole was being licked!
Never mind the unique sensation, the delicate fluttering as his tongue
swirled round and round my brown pucker, it was the forbidden nature of
what he was doing that got to me, and the fabulous tension between the
turn-on and the disgust that almost made me cum there and then. And when
he began to French kiss my hole, I began to feel the rising crescendo of
sensation that would shortly overwhelm me in a climax of breathtaking
proportions.
I moaned as I felt my clitoris start its throbbing that would shortly
lead me to nirvana, and sensed my puffy nipples aching in sympathy, as the
flush over my chest deepened, and my breathing began to get more ragged.
"Ready for cock, Jo?"
"Yesss... Put it in meeeeeee... but please... go slow... don't hurt
me... please."
"I'm not going to hurt you, Baby. I'm just gonna make you cum more
times than you can count. Here it comes. Big cock is coming in!"
He pressed his fuckpole against my arse... I could feel its veiny girth
as well its length as he worked it back and forth, getting the swollen head
past my tight outer ring, and into my virgin bowel. It seemed to slide in
easily, the astroglide coating his cock and cooling my hot hole. I felt
some pressure... then more... I groaned as it stretched me. I relaxed,
and his meat slowly, smoothly, and inevitably invaded me.
"AAAagghhhh... gawd... It's in meeeeeee! You're fucking me in the
arse, Steve... AAGGGHHHH.... uunnggghhh," I moaned helplessly as the big
shaft sank further and further into my dark hole.
When half of Steve's cock was inside me, he reached around my hips,
quickly found my clit and began stroking it as three and a half inches of
cock were slowly pumped back and forth in my rectum. I felt so fucking
full ... so stretched... and his fingers on my clit were driving me wild.
Within minutes, he had me thrusting my butt back against his cock.
"I think you're ready for more cock, Jo. Are you?"
"Yesss.. oohhh god yesss... give it to meeeeeeee... fuck more cock
into meee!" I wailed.
Steve held my hips steady and pumped me several times, each time giving
me another half inch of his cock. When I had five inches in my hole, his
fingers moved back to my clit as he picked up the pace.
With my clit trapped between two of his fingers and being steadily
wanked, my cunt was literally gushing within minutes. "OOoohhhhh .... do
me faster, Baby. Fuck me harder, you cock. I'm gonna cum! Oh Fuck... Oh
Fuck ... Unnghh... Ram meeeeeeeeee!"
He did and my cunt, clit, and arse hole exploded in an intense climax.
Juices squirted out of my convulsing pussy. I was still howling in the
midst of my orgasm when Steve boosted my arse higher in the air and mounted
me with his legs just outside of mine. In this position, he could drive
his prick almost straight down into my waiting hole and ram it into me
balls deep. I gasped when he drove in the sixth inch of his big prick and
then came again when I felt his balls slapping against my cunt.
"UUgghhhh! Oh Fuck! You're all the way in, aren't you, Steve? You've
got your entire cock up my arse haven't you?" I hissed.
"I'm balls deep in you now, Jo. Like it?"
"OOOooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh.... fuck........ bang it.... BANG MY ARSE!
AAAHHHHHH!! SOOO HOT! RAM MEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!" He did, and I erupted in
another climax almost immediately. The hard spasms of my rectum around
Steve's cock pushed him over the edge.
"UUNNGGGG!! Can't hold it! GONNA SHOOT! UGH! UGH! UGH! OOHHHH
GOD... I'M SHOOTING IN YOUIR ARSE, JO... AAAAHHHHHH FUCKKKKKKK!!"
I could distinctly feel every throb of his piss hole as he poured his
spunk into me giving me his sperm enema. He must have squirted six or
seven separate times, and each time I could feel his cockhead as it
expanded, squirted and relaxed.... Mmmm, I could get used to that
sensation, I thought, as he slowly withdrew his now softening fuckstick
from my gaping arse. I luxuriated in the sensation of his man juice, mixed
with my arse gravy, oozing out of my hole onto the motel bed. How I would
have loved a photograph of that; how I would have liked him to drink that
from me.
We spent over three hours in the motel room. After I had started by
sucking him off and draining his balls, he had screwed my arse three times
in all. After the second time, he lost his erection, but 15 minutes of
sucking his cock got him up again. After he had fucked my ass a third
time, he was done. Although I sucked him for twenty minutes, we finally
gave up. He was finished for the day.
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The next day Daniel and I were eating supper alone in our home since Mom
was on a week-long trip with Jarman and Thompson. As usual, we were having
spaghetti and a non-meat sauce to save money. As we ate, I spent 30
minutes teasing my brother with some of the events that had happened the
previous day with Steve... most things that is, except that he had used me
as a whore and paid me for sex, and how I had loved that. The liberation
of being allowed to do the kind of things a `nice girl' could NEVER do was
still coursing through my veins, and I thought I could still feel the slow
throbbing of my clit, even as I told Daniel about it; no, BECAUSE I was
telling him about it.
"You're telling me that you had never seen this guy before but you let
him pick you up, take you to a motel, where you let him play with you for
three hours? Are you crazy, Jo. He could have been a pedophile, a serial
killer."
"He was very nice. I told you that he gave me his driver's license, his
social security card, and his university student ID. I called Beverly and
gave her all that information so I would be safe. Besides, I can't get you
to play with me properly, so I had to take second best. And you know what,
Big Brother? Second best wasn't bad at all. I got off a dozen times, even
without your gorgeous cock."
As expected, that got a rise from him, both physically and
metaphorically: I could see the boner in his pants, and his whole demeanor
was becoming more aroused too. He let himself sit back, legs spread, so he
knew I could see his tackle clearly outlined against his tight trousers;
our mutual teasing was getting us both hot, again.
"Did he fuck you?"
"No. I've told you a dozen times, that's your job. Nobody gets into my
pussy until you cream inside me, Daniel."
"Oh God" he cried desperately, " you know we can't do that! You're my
sister!" But his words belied his expression; I could feel my anticipation
and my cunt juicing up as I could sense his resolve slipping.
"You've said that to me fifty times. Stop it. I don't to hear that
again from you. If you won't fuck me... then you won't fuck me, but stop
telling me I'm your sister! Anyway, I still haven't told you the amazing
part."
"And what's that?"
I was careful with my words, knowing that it would wind up Daniels's
fertile imagination, rouse his jealousy, and still give me the chance to
keep my virtue (sort of) intact; what the head doesn't know, the heart
doesn't miss (although it can fantasize.).
"When he first started coming on at me, I turned him down, like a good
girl should, but I carried on teasing and flirting with him. I could see
him getting more and more horny, until, out of the blue, he became quite
angry, called me a whore and offered to pay me if I would let him use my
body for the afternoon. He paid me $250 and then added another $20 he was
so pleased with how good I was."
"He paid you $270 for three hours of playing with your body?" I nodded,
and Daniel gasped, "That's incredible!"
"Yeah. I know. And Daniel, I enjoyed it. I enjoyed the idea of being
his whore, his object to use because he had bought me. If only you'd been
there, you'd have gotten so hot watching me."
There was a silence while we both considered that idea, pictured the
scene. The silence got longer as we both began to develop it and grow this
fantasy inside our heads. Suddenly, it came to me; I could make this a
reality, turn the filthy, exciting, fuck fest inside my head into a reality
that would give me the time of my life, and maybe, just maybe, bring Daniel
to me in the way we craved, me verbally, but with him just as lustful as
me. It would also help us in a real, material, sense.
"My God, Daniel, do you realize that this could be the answer to our
money problems?"
Daniel paused thinking, perhaps slightly distracted by his own fantasy.
Then, as the penny dropped:
"No way, Jo! NO WAY! You were lucky this time that the guy didn't hurt
you, but there's no way I'm going to let you take chances like that again.
Understand?"
"So what are you going to do about it, big brother?" I taunted him;.
"Are you going to give up the chance to see your sister play AND make some
money on the side, just because you're afraid of knocking me up? Or are
you going to help me to make this lucrative, as well as sexy as hell?"
He was silent; I could see the emotions crossing his face. I decided to
wind him up even further.
"Hmmm.." I mused, "Whom do we know who's got the money, and would like
the chance to fuck me?" I could feel myself creaming as I said this, and I
spread my legs so Daniel would have no doubts as he watched the stain of
cunt juice spread across the crotch of my panties. I could tell I was
getting to him because his ballsack was clearly visible, tightly coiled
below his hard, and leaking, big cock. My mouth watered as well as my
other holes.
"Some of your mates are doing all right, aren't they? And I've always
fancied a bit of Jim; he's been coming on at me for ages. And Edward's big
black cock would look great shafting me, don't you think?" I grinned at my
dumbfounded brother. "...especially if he had to pay for it?" Another idea
struck me. "We could select them, only the ones I thought could service me
properly, or afford me. And you could watch, if you weren't going to join
in Daniel. And maybe film us for the internet? What do you think, bro?
Time to put up or shut up?"
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Daniel had been very nervous when we talked about the plan. I had told
him that his job was get the guys, discuss possible prices with them, and
set up a time. I would do the rest. "Remember to tell them that they can
feel me up and use both my mouth and arse, but my pussy is off limits. If
any guy tries to get into me there, the whole thing ends immediately.
Understand?"
"Not really," he replied. "Why is your pussy off limits? I know that
Mom and you are both taking the pill."
"It's off limits, Daniel, until you fuck me and bust me open. After
that, we'll be able to make even more money cause the guys will get my
pussy too. Why don't you fuck me right now, Big Brother, and then we don't
have to put any restrictions on the guys you get."
Daniel opened his mouth to say something about my being his sister, but
then he remembered my warning not to mention that again, so he closed his
mouth without saying a word. His eyes bugged out when I slipped out of my
dress. I wasn't wearing a bra and my 34C tits had his full attention...
even though I was his sister.
"You like my tits, don't you Daniel?" He continued to stare but didn't
say anything. "Do you think your friends are going to enjoy playing with
them?" I could see his erection beginning to grow. It got even bigger when
I stripped off my panties and turned my arse toward him. "You haven't
fucked my arse yet either, Big Brother... but that's not virgin any
longer... you'll just have to settle for an already fucked hole when you
finally put your cock in me there."
Daniel groaned and squeezed his shaft through his pants. He was close
to fully erect now. Taking a seat on one of the lounge chairs in our den,
I pulled my legs up into the air but kept them pressed together. But even
pressed together, my puffy labia were exposed to him. He groaned again.
Running my finger through my sex trench, I spread it open. "Come on,
Daniel. I want you to fuck me. I know you want to fuck me. You're hard
as stone right now. Take your cock out and stick it in me... right
here... in my cunt hole."
When he made no move on me, I sighed and said, "All right. I guess I'll
just have to wait even longer. But you're going to fuck me. It's just a
question of when. And the sooner you bust me open, the sooner we'll be
making more money."
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Peeking into the den from behind the slightly ajar door, I could see the
six guys that Daniel had selected. He had thought finding six guys was
going to difficult. Instead, the first six he had asked had agreed
eagerly. Their only hesitation involved their disbelief. Once my brother
convinced them that this was for real, they couldn't say 'yes' fast enough.
Now all six of them were anxiously awaiting my appearance. Three of
them were already squeezing and stroking their erections through their
pants. At least one of the other three was hard but was managing to keep
from wanking it. The remaining two were seated such that I couldn't see
their crotches, but I was pretty certain they were as hard as the other
guys.
The admission price Daniel had charged them was $50 each. For that,
they got to be present, watch my show and audition for me hoping to be one
of the three men I would select to enjoy my tits, mouth, arse, and the rest
of my body except my pussy for the rest of the evening, which ended at
midnight. The guys had all been informed that I would make my selection
based on how big and hard they were, how they kissed, how they fondled my
tits, arse, and clitoris, and finally, how much additional money they were
willing to bid for my services. The three losers would get a consolation
prize. They could watch as long as they liked and wank over my body as
many times as they could get it up.
"Is Jo really going to do it?" Fred asked Daniel. "This isn't some kind
of joke or scam is it?"
"Relax, Fred. She's fixing her make up and getting all sexy and hot for
you guys."
"It's hard to relax, Daniel, when you're about to shoot off in your
pants."
"Well, be advised, there are no refunds for premature ejaculators,"
Daniel replied, which brought raucous laughter from all six guys.
The laughter in the room died immediately when I made my entrance. The
stares of the boys were priceless. Obviously, some of them didn't even
recognize me in the white push-up bra, the micro mini-skirt, the tight,
white panties, fishnet thigh-high stockings, and hot 4-inch CFM heels. As
their pricks hardened into rigid, iron-hard shafts, their mouths fell open
as I strutted into the room swinging my arse.
"Hi, Guys. I'm Jo, and what you see is up for auction. I'm going to
select three of you to pleasure me this evening until midnight or until
none of you can get it up any longer... whichever one comes first. The
three guys I don't select can watch and jerk their big loads all over me,
but no touching. And my pussy is off-limits to all of you. If any of you
inserts anything into my cunt, the evening is over. Everyone understand
the rules?"
They all nodded, and now all of them were stroking their hard dicks
through their pants. Walking from one guy to the next, I stopped in front
of each of them and bent over at the waist giving the guy a great view down
my low cut bra.
"Do you like my tits, Sam?"
"Ooohhh fuck yesss!"
"Think you would enjoy playing with them... fucking your big cock
between them... sucking my nipples?"
"Aaaahhhh shit," he moaned as he clutched his cock even harder.
"They might be yours to enjoy tonight." I moved to the next and again
bent over giving him a close-up view of my tits. The others moved closer
eagerly awaiting their turn to look down my bra. By the time the last guy
was staring at my nearly exposed tits, my pussy was flowing and soaking my
white panties.
Moving back to Sam, I invited him to kiss me. "Make it good and hot,
Sam. I get really turned on by guys who know how to make me squirm when
they're kissing me." He was a little inexperienced, but after initially
trying to kiss me with his mouth closed only to find me with my mouth wide
open, he corrected the situation and before I pulled away from him a minute
or so later, his tongue had thoroughly explored my mouth.
Having seen Sam's mistake, Hal had his tongue in my mouth as soon as our
lips met. Halfway through the kiss, he was grinding his rigid erection
into my mound. When I moved on to Ramon, my clitoris was still pulsing
slowly from the friction generated by Hal's grinding shaft.
Profiting from both Sam's and Hal's examples, Ramon sucked my lips
before sliding his tongue inside. As our lips and mouths crushed together,
Ramon's hands moved under my mini-skirt to my naked ass cheeks. Gripping
them in his hands, he raised me until his cock was grinding directly
against my clitoris. When he lifted my thighs, I locked them around his
hips allowing his shaft direct contact with my now throbbing clit.
I was panting and on the verge of an intense orgasm, when it was Mark's
turn. He wasted no time in finishing the job Sam, Hal, and Ramon has
started. In a series of well-coordinated motions, he pulled me into his
arms, drove his tongue into my open mouth, pulled my skirt up around my
waist, and thrust his hand into my thong where his fingers quickly found my
swollen, throbbing clitoris. As his tongue mouth fucked me, his fingers
danced over my clit making me moan hotly into his mouth. This time, he was
the one who broke the kiss. As soon as our lips had separated, he turned
me so that his cock was now pressed firmly into my arse crack while his
fingers wanked my clitoris. I shuddered in a hard climax within a minute.
My cunt and clit were still throbbing when Phillip took over. As his
lips closed over mine, I felt Fred behind me... stabbing his cock into my
arse crack while Phillip kept my skirt up around my hips. A moment later,
one of Fred's hands took possession of my tits while the other slipped into
my thong and began stroking my swollen clitoris. When I started to groan,
Phillip spun me around allowing the two men change positions. Now it was
Fred's tongue in my mouth and his hands holding up my skirt while Phillip
dry humped my arse and wanked my clitoris.
"She's close," Ramon yelled. Wank her harder, Phillip. Work her clit,
Man. Make her cum!" He did and I shuddered in another climax.
Finally, I pulled away. Moving to the couch, I laid down on my back.
Spreading wide with my knees bent and up, all six men moved closer to watch
my hand sliding sensuously up my thigh and then over my panty-covered cunt.
"You guys can't fuck my pussy, but you can play with it and with my clit. I
cum really hard when my clitoris is stroked, as all of you now know. I bet
all of you would like to see me naked and cumming as you work my clit
between your fingers.
They were all wanking themselves through their pants as they stared
between my thighs... trying desperately to see my cunt through my now very
wet panties.
"Show your pussy," Hal moaned. As soon as he said it, Ramon yelled,
"Forget her pussy. I want to see her hot cunt!" That comment seemed to
strike a chord with the other guys who took up the chant. "Oh yeah! Show
us the cunt! Show us the cunt! Cunt... cunt... cunt... Come on, Jo.
Let us see your cunt."
"This what you guys want to see?" I whispered hotly pulling the gusset
of my panties aside so they could all see my wet, open pussy.
Mark groaned and screamed, "Ooohh shit! I can't hold it... OOohhh
fuckkkk... I'm cumming in my pants!!" He wanked himself hard as the wet
spot spread all over the front of his pants.
"Oh FUCK! Phillip screamed. "I wanna see your pussy up close, Jo. Can
I?"
"Get on the end of the couch, Phillip. Lean over and get as close as
you like, but no touching! If you touch, I won't pick you."
Phillip scrambled onto the couch and bent over bring his face within a
foot of my exposed cunt. As he stared at my hot hole, I ran my fingers
through my slit and rubbed my clit with my thumb.
"Oh my god! She's rubbing her clit! She wanking... right in front of
me. Come look at this... Hottest fucking thing I've ever seen!"
They are crowded around the couch and watched as I stroked my erect and
very swollen clit. Every time I flicked my nail over the tip, it throbbed
in a hard spastic contraction bring a hot moan from my lips and groans and
yells from all six guys.
Five of them were iron hard. Mark was only semi-hard after having shot
off in his pants. Grinning at him, I crooked my finger. When he had moved
closer, I turned my back and whispered hotly, "Unhook my bra, Mark. Get my
tits out." By the time he had me unhooked, his cock was fully erect again.
"Well, I've let you guys check out tits, my legs, and my cunt. Is
everybody ready to see my arse?" That question produced another loud chorus
of groans and yells. Turning around, I planted my knees on the couch,
leaned over, and rested my head on top of the backrest. The position
thrust my arse right at them. If that weren't erotic enough, my tits
dangled and swung erotically every time I moved. All six guys were
gathered around behind me checking me out.
"Since three of you will be fucking my arse the rest of the night, I
guess I should pull the thong strap aside so all of you can decide if you
would really like to sink your pricks into me. Just a second." I pretended
to fumble with the thong strap like I couldn't get hold of it.
"It's sunk so deep between my cheeks I can't get hold of it. Fred,
would you be a nice guy and dig my thong strap out from between my cheeks
and pull it aside so everyone can my arse hole," I cooed sweetly.
From the way his prick jerked and throbbed inside his pants, I thought
that Fred was going to join Mark as the second premature ejaculator. But
he pressed his thighs together hard and managed to suppress his impending
orgasm. When he had himself under control, he dug his fingers into my
crack and extracted my thong strap. A moment later, it was pulled across
my cheek where it concealed nothing.
"Take a good look, guys. See if you want to fuck my arse."
"Oh fucking shit!" Ramon yelled. "I can see both of her holes!"
"Don't feel special, Ramon," I hissed. "Everyone can see both of my hot
holes."
"Finger fuck your cunt for us, Jo," Sam yelled.
"Oh that's so dirty. All of you guys staring right at my pussy and my
arse, and you want to me wank myself right in front of you."
"YES! YES! DO IT! DO IT! WANK IT! WANK IT!" four voices cried.
Spreading my thighs a little wider, I slipped my hand between them and
onto my wet cunt. I spread myself using two fingers and pushed a finger
into my vagina. Instantly, six males voices groaned.
As soon as I rubbed my clit, my pussy contracted and I climaxed. "Look
at that! Look at her cunt hole contract. She's cumming! SHE'S FUCKING
CUMMING!" Phillip and Hal screamed together.
When my orgasm abated, I yelled, "OK. Now it's my turn to check you
guys out. STRIP! NAKED! NOW! If you want to be one of the three who
fucks my arse tonight and uses my mouth, get naked in the next minute or
you're eliminated." It only took the slowest guy 30 seconds to get out of
his clothes.
Now, I was the one who felt like I was going to cum again inside my
panties. All six cocks were stone hard, standing nearly straight up as
rigid as an iron stake. The sight of all the luscious man meat had my cunt
gushing.
Getting down on my knees in front of them, I went from one guy to the
next, hefting their ball sacks and feeling the thick rigidity of their
shafts. All six pairs of balls were pulled up tightly against the
underside of their pricks... swollen... full of cum... and ready to
shoot it into me. The musky male aroma of their aroused organs and precum
seeping from all six pricks filled the room. Their combined scent was
overpowering. As I inhaled it, my clit throbbed, and I had another small
climax.
Standing up, I checked them all out one more time. This was going to be
a tough decision. Actually, I wanted to fuck all of them, but Daniel and I
had agreed on three... at least this time. Their cocks ranged from 5" to
a hefty 7.5 inches with Ramon having the biggest and Hal the smallest.
Fred's shaft won the girth prize. He was really thick... god... really
thick! Ramon had the narrowest cock. I thought it would slide into my
arse nicely. Sam was the most ruggedly handsome, but Mark was the sexiest.
He was the only one who had gotten hot enough just looking at me to shoot
off in his pants. He was embarrassed, but that had scored big points with
me. Their bodies were all trim, nicely muscled, and sexy. The only thing
left was to see how much these guys were willing to pay in addition to the
$50 they had already given Daniel.
"All right, guys. The last item is see how much each of you is willing
to pay for the opportunity to spend the next four hours until midnight
fucking my ass. ramming your dicks down my throat, making me suck you off,
fucking my tits, and getting me off by playing with my clit. Daniel is
going to give you each a slip of paper. Write the extra amount you're
willing to pay, fold the slip, and give it to Daniel. We'll take a break
while I look over the bids and make my decision. Remember, the losers can
watch and wank all over me anytime they want until midnight."
If Daniel and I had picked the three highest bidders, we would have
added another $175 to the $300 we already had, but I really liked Mark and
I just had to have that 7.5 inch cock. So, we ended up with Fred, Ramon,
and Mark getting the honor of fucking me any way they wanted except in my
cunt while Sam, Hal, and Phillip got to watch and wank all over me or in my
mouth if they wanted. Our extra take was $125 giving us $425 for the
night.
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The fucking started around 8:30 PM. I thought they would all be
exhausted by 10 PM, but I had grossly underestimated how hot I had gotten
them and how much stamina, recovery powers, and stored up cum they had in
their balls. Fred, Ramon, and Mark took turns in my arse. While they
waited, they used my mouth. They screwed me so hard, that every 30 minutes
or so, Daniel had to squirt more astroglide over my arse and inside my
rectum. The big cum loads being pumped into my arse and the lubricant
combined kept me slick and ready. By 9:30, cocks would entering my gaping
asshole as easily as they would have entered my cunt, had it been
available.
Sam, Hal, and Phillip all stayed until midnight. I think each of them
shot four big loads of cum all over me. By 11 PM, my tits, belly, and arse
cheeks were slick with their loads. Several more big ejaculations were
pooled in my belly and sloshing around as the guys pounded me.
One of the most exciting things for me, even including all the fucking I
was getting, was watching Daniel. He was beside himself with lust. Almost
from the start, he had stripped naked and was wanking his cock furiously as
he watched the other men fucking his baby sister's arse and mouth. In an
effort to keep from cumming, he was switching back and forth between taking
photos and video and wanking his cock. He would jack his prick until he
was about to shoot and then stop... take more video... then wank some
more.
By 10:30 PM, he was struggling not to shoot off in front of me and all
the guys. It was incredibly embarrassing for him to sit and wank while his
friends were fucking his sister over and over and over. To shoot off like
a grade school wanker was too much for him. So he held back and didn't
cum... not once. I loved it. By the time midnight rolled around, he was
going to be going crazy with the need to shoot.
The fucking had started furiously with Ramon ramming his 7.5 inch cock
up my arse while Mark fed me his cock. I grunted like a hot slut as the
two guys pumped my holes... fore and aft.
When Ramon screamed and shoot off inside my arse, Mark jerked his
throbbing rod out of my mouth, got me on my knees on the couch, and slammed
his throbbing meat into my now dilated and gaping hole. He fucked me like
a pile driver. I couldn't stop screaming. Every time he hit into me, my
dangling tits jerked back and forth. As Mark fucked me, Sam and Hal were
beside me on the couch wanking their cocks like mad.
No sooner had Mark pumped another load into my rectum than Hal's cock
was ready to explode. "Get on your back, Jo, and open your mouth. I'm
gonna cum in it!"
Dutifully, I turned onto my back and spread my mouth as wide as I could.
Hal moved closer but didn't touch me... well, the head of his cock touched
my lips but that didn't really count. When his sex gun fired the load into
my mouth, I caught every drop and then swallowed like a good whore.
Daniel suggested a break at this point, but Fred's balls were still
fully loaded and he wasn't about to wait any longer. "Hell no. Not until
I shoot in her hot arse. Get on the floor, Jo. On your knees. Hoist that
hot butt up in the air. Put your head on the blanket!" I assumed the
position, and Fred nailed me hard. I grunted when it slugged into me.
Ramon reached underneath me and frigged my clit while Fred screwed me. He
didn't last more a couple of minutes, but it didn't matter. I was already
exploding in my orgasm in half that time.
During the second round of fucking, the guys had me ride their cocks in
reverse cowgirl position. Daniel knelt right in front of us between the
guy's spread legs, aimed the camera right at my tightly plugged arse hole
and filmed away. His cock was engorged and so rigid it looked to me like
it must hurt. The big head had turned a dark purple it was so filled with
blood. I knew if I just wanked him a little, he would cum like a cannon,
but I had other plans for his load.
The wankers who couldn't touch me were shooting load after load all over
me anytime they felt like it. Sam now had me lying on the blanket with my
mouth wide open and my head tilted back to take his big load.
By 11:30 PM, the six men were all shooting blanks each time their sex
guns shot off. When it was almost midnight, there was only one erection
left in the house, Daniel's. But my god, what an erection it was! It
wasn't just hard; it looked like half of the blood in his body was
compacted into his cock. His balls were pressed tightly against the
underside of his ass, and precum fluids weren't seeping from the tip, they
were pouring out in stream.
I had 12 cum loads from Sam, Hal, and Phillip spread all over my body,
but most of it was in my belly. Fred, Ramon, and Mark had shot 10 cum
loads up my arse and another two all over my face and tits.
"Ok, Guys. It's time," I announced.
Like clockwork, the six men picked my brother up and carried him to the
bed. At first he struggled, but with six guys, there wasn't much he could
do. Finally, Mark yelled, "Stop being a jerk, Daniel. Stop squirming
around. It's your turn now. Or would you rather we told every guy in
school that you watched us shagging your sister for almost four hours and
all you did was sit there like a dummy and wank?" Daniel stopped struggling
after that warning.
Once the guys had him on the bed, I squatted over his face. His eyes
were looking upward directly into my gaping arse hole and my dilated, wet,
and throbbing cunt. Slowly, I lowered my arse toward his face.
"Open your mouth, Daniel. Now!" I commanded.
For the first time, he didn't tell me I was his sister. All he did was
stare, mesmerized at my dilated hole with a big white blob of semen slowly
sliding out. "DO IT!" I ordered, and his mouth opened.... wide. He even
extended his tongue and pushed it into my arse. I lowered a little more to
allow him to lick it up. When he finished, I lowered ever more so he could
get his tongue inside and clean me.
Right in the middle of his cleaning, I climaxed hard, my anus clamping
shut on his tongue... again and again each time another contraction shot
through me. Daniel's cock looked like a huge club.
I couldn't wait any longer. Contracting the muscles of my rectum, I
forced the multiple loads out of my colon and into my brother's waiting
mouth. A huge, thick stream of containing the 10 loads of cum that had
been shot into me poured out formed a thick stream that flowed into
Daniel's mouth. He kept it wide open and took every drop. Before the last
vestiges of the semen dripped out, he had had to swallow several times to
take it all.
Rolling onto my back with my legs wide open, the six guys moved toward
the bed to forcibly put Daniel between my legs and his cock into my hot
cunt. But they were too slow. With a roar that sounded like a lion in
rut, he flung himself between my gaping thighs and rammed his cock deep
into my cunt on the first stroke.
"GGGHHHAAAAAAAAAA!!! UUNNGHHHH!!! OOHHHHH GAWD DAMN!!! YOU'VE BUSTED
ME WIDE OPEN, BIG BROTHER. FUCK THE SHIT OUT OF MEEEEEE! RAM IT TO
MEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.
Daniel's shot into me almost immediately. Gush after gush of thick
sperm-filled semen filled my cunt hole and overflowed onto the bed. His
cock didn't even soften. Thrusting his hands beneath my arse, he hoisted
my cunt into better fucking position and nailed the prick into me... hard,
deep thrusts that thudded hard, with masculine authority into the bottom of
my vagina. I grunted and howled when his hard cock slammed into my cervix.
It hurt... but it hurt good!!
Again, he shot a load into me. I hissed in hot passion... urging him
to screw me harder... to ram my arse through the mattress. My brother
fucked me for 30 minutes without even slowing down. By the time he rolled
off my exhausted body, he has emptied himself four times inside me. My
hymen had been ripped to shreds and a river of cum poured out of my
stretched and pulsing hole.
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After Daniel had finally taken my virginity, all my holes were available
for our sessions with the men my brother invited to our home. He now
raised the entry fee from $50 each to $75 each. At first, we continued our
original practice of having me select three or four men who would fuck me,
but that created a lot of disappointment, so we eventually dropped that.
Since the men were now guaranteed an opportunity to fuck me, Daniel raised
the fee a second time to $100 per man.
We finally settled on twice-a-week parties with generally five or six
men. As a result we were making over $1,000 a week, which was more than
enough to handle all of our financial problems.
The men gradually became more diverse... some white, some black, some
Hispanic, but all with hard pricks and cum-filled balls. Frequently, the
hot studs would bend me over and take turns screwing my pussy or arse or
both while another man would use my mouth.
Of course, we never managed to get through a party without having them
take me in my arse and cunt simultaneously. At least half of the time,
another cock would be plugging my mouth at the same time.
On the five nights a week we did not host a party, I never had to worry
about going without. Daniel was now insatiable. If I were cooking dinner
and bent over to get something out of the bottom cabinet, he would nail my
cunt before I could straighten up. He had no trouble doing that since my
randy sod of a brother would no longer permit me to wear panties. My cunt
had to be ready all the time.
Naturally, Daniel and I now used the master bedroom. We now took turns
taking the dom and sub roles. When I was the sub, he would tie me in wide
open positions and fuck all my holes. In between fuckings, he would leave
there until I was pleading with him to screw me again. When he was the
sub, he spent his time naked and on a leash. My strap-on got a lot of use
on those occasions. Eventually, I invited Beverly to come over and use my
brother's cock when he was tied and naked. The two of us took turns riding
his cock and his mouth. The poor guy didn't get much rest.
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Mandy, Jo, and Daniel:
When Mom was home, we stopped the parties, of course. But as soon as we
showed her the family's new, very large bank account, she figured out what
we were doing and made us confess. We thought that we were in big trouble
until Mom grinned and asked me, "How many men, Jo?"
"Usually six, not counting Daniel. He just watches and wanks until the
party's over, but after that, watch out. He's all over me for hours."
"MMmmmm... six huh? That's a lot of men for a young girl to handle,
Jo. I'm actually amazed."
"Daniel keeps me well lubed so I won't be hurt, and I just cum like
crazy."
"You could make more money if there were 8 to 10 men."
"We thought about that, but I couldn't handle that many twice a week."
"You could if you had some help," Mom said with a smile.
"You?"
"Don't you think those studs would like to have an MILF? Particularly a
mother-daughter combination? I'm pretty sure that Daniel could raise the
entry price even more. That's a huge fantasy with a lot of men."
"Where would we get that many men? Daniel is really strapped trying to
get six twice a week."
"Well, Mr. Thompson and Mr. Jarman have a lot of clients who would
love to fuck both of us at the same time. I'm sure they would hire you in
a flash."
"What about Daniel? I don't do it unless he's included."
"Of course, he's included. He's family, and he's our pimp.
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