"Sure," Randy says, reaching up and wiping a tear from her cheek. He can barely contain his excitement. "Look, Sis, I really don't want to ruin anyone's life. But like you, I can't help myself. Watching you and Dad fuck... you were so... the way you moved... your body is so perfect... you are like the ultimate fantasy... you are like a fuck goddess." Randy stops talking. Sylvia is just looking at him. Is she actually blushing?"What do you want me to do?" he asks quietly."I don't know," Randy admits, his plan is changing while they speak. "It depends on what you want.""What do you mean?" Sylvia asks."Well, you said what you and Dad had was special," Randy says, formulating an idea in his mind. "I don't want you to just go through the motions with me. I want to find some way to make it special for you, too, Sis. What is your ultimate sexual fantasy? What have you always wanted to do that you've never shared with anyone?" Randy asks her, excitedly."You're too late, Randy," Sylvia la
"This is what you've been listening to?" she asks angrily. "It's not enough that you use it to blackmail me, but you get off to it, too!" she says, through clenched teeth. "You are one sick bastard," she says, standing up and walking over to the bed. "Thursday night," she says, pointing her finger at him. "One time deal, then we're done!" Sylvia says. "And take that off your IPOD!" she adds, leaving the room.Randy had been so intent on getting his pants up before his parents came into his room, that he hadn't even seen Sylvia pick up the IPOD. How stupid could he be? Oh well, he still has a plan for Thursday night.That slimy bastard, Sylvia thinks. He's listening to her and Daddy's last time together, rubbing his cock like it's a fucking porn tape. In a way it is, but it isn't one that she ever wanted anyone listening to, especially not her brother. Lying on her bed, fuming, she flashes on the feel of his large cock in her hands and angrily tries to dispel the image. Apparently, it'
Sylvia feels her arousal building. She didn't realize that exposing herself to her brother like this would be such a turn on. She glances at his crotch and sees the big bulge his cock is making. She was about ready to suck it yesterday, before they were interrupted. Now, as she stands up to pull the body stocking up over her thighs, she wonders if he can see how moist her pussy is getting. She smoothes the sheer, black material over her thighs and pulls the body stocking up over her waist. She has to shift it around a couple of times to position her pussy lips just right through the opening. It's bottomless with just a thin strip of material running between her pussy and her ass. She pulls it up, putting her arms in the sleeves and positioning the two cutouts, in the front, snugly around her tits, pushing them up and out more than normal.Randy's cock is so fucking hard. His sister looks like a model out of a porn magazine. The body stocking fits her like a second skin and when she fa
"You'll see," Randy says. "I bet she's close. But don't call her names, okay. She just obsessed with this particular sexual fantasy. It's a one-time thing. She's not a slut!" Randy admonishes him."Sure. Whatever," Chris says. "Hey. Is Sylvia home?" Chris asks, heading back into the house."Yeah," Randy says. "I think she's in her room working on the seating arrangements or something."Great," Chris says sarcastically. "She needs to give up trying to please everybody and just let them sit wherever they want," Chris says going into the house.This is the second time that her and Randy have gotten interrupted. Maybe it just isn't meant to be, Sylvia thinks. Then, again, there's tomorrow night. Of course, that's with two other guys. She's back in her jeans and t-shirt, the body stocking and masked tucked safely away under her bed. At first she was mad about Randy blackmailing her, but now, she's almost as obsessed with her brother's hard cock as she was when she first saw her daddy's. Sh
"Yeah, only two more days!" Chris says, thinking about the bachelor party Randy has planned for tomorrow night. One girl and three guys; he's never done anything like that and especially not with his future bride's father and brother. That seems a little weird. Then there's Aunt Sally. He wonders if she'll put on another show for him tonight when they get home. He's probably just letting his horniness make his imagination run away with him. It was certainly just an accident that he saw her last night.*****Aunt Sally hangs up the phone and smiles. She loves her niece and is happy to help her plan the seating arrangements. She also likes the travel arrangements, with Chris driving her home afterwards. When she made the offer for him to stay with her, she was really just trying to help. She wasn't thinking about anything else. Then when she heard they haven't been sleeping together for a month, her imagination took over. She started to wonder just how horny a well-built young man like
She was still in her bathrobe, mopping the floor, with tears streaming down her face, when Frank got there. He took her in his arms, rubbing her back and consoling her, literally letting her cry on his shoulder. Of course, while she's sobbing into his shirt, Frank couldn't help but notice that the thin bathrobe was all his sister-in-law was wearing, having taken off her nightgown to put it in the wash. His cock responded to her nearly naked body and with a cock as big as his, there was no way she could miss it. She held him tighter and started gradually moving her body against his, rubbing up and down against his cock. Before long, Frank picked her up in his arms and carried her into her bedroom."I know what you need, Sal." Frank said, stripping off his clothes. When he released his mammoth cock, it sprang out, long and hard, pointing right at his sister-in-law. "I'm going to show you how fucking desirable you are and what an idiot that husband of yours was to ignore you." He crawled
"I know, Aunt Sal... I mean Sally," Chris says. "Sylvia talks about you all the time. She worships the ground you walk on. She thinks you're the best. We both do!"he says, eying the curvature of her breasts and her taut nipples."Well I don't know if I deserve that much admiration, but I certainly try," she says, raking her nails up and down the inside of his jean-covered thigh as she continues. "What I'm saying is, that now that you're family, you're included in that, too," she says, scraping her nails farther up his thigh, until her palm is almost touching his crotch. "Any problem you have, no matter how hard," she says, pressing her palm against his hard cock for emphasis. "I'm here for you. You understand what I'm saying?""Yes. I uh... understand." Chris nearly chokes, while his cock responds to the pressure from Aunt Sally's hand. Holly shit! She just invited him to fuck her. He's sure now, that last night was no accident. She wanted him to see her. She wanted to know if he was
"Good for her!" Sally says, getting out of the car and taking her house keys out of her purse. Inside the house, she turns around; wrapping her arms around Chris' neck she pushes her tongue into his mouth. Chris grabs her ass cheeks, digging his fingers into them as he pulls her against him. The urgency of their need surges through the kiss and they're both panting by the time they take a breath."You kiss well, too," Sally pants as she leads him down the hall to her bedroom. Chris stops them at the door to the bedroom."Let me give you a bath, first," he says, pointing toward her master bathroom with the sunken bathtub."A bath?" Sally says. "I don't want a bath, Chris. It's been a long time for me, longer than it's been for you. I just want your hard cock inside my aching pussy." She steps back and slips the straps of her dress off her shoulders, pulling it away from her tits and letting it fall to the floor. Chris' breathing stops as he takes in the magnificent vision standing befo
"So, she sets up Guitar Hero III but lets it play in demo mode," he smiles as he continues his story."You didn't really want to play video games did you?" she asked as she pulled me down next to her on the couch and wrapped her arms around my neck. I just shook my head as her lips met mine and she pushed her tongue into my mouth. We were kissing for a long time, when I pulled back and started unbuttoning her blouse. I glanced at the stairs, wondering if her parents will check on us."They won't come down here," she said, reading my thoughts. "I'm over eighteen and they trust me," she smiled seductively."I don't want to mess up on our first date," I told her. "So if I'm going to fast..." Before I could get the rest of the words out she shook her head and helped me undo the rest of the buttons. She pulled her blouse open and I started massaging her tits through her bra as we started kissing again. I fumbled a little with the front clasp of her bra but she helped me without breaking th
"Whew!" he gasps, breaking the kiss to take a deep breath. "You're even better than I remembered, Sara," he says, kissing my neck."What took you so long, John?" I breathe, not really expecting an answer."I don't know," he sighs. "Guilt... fear... who knows?" he says, looking at me with those deep brown eyes. "I guess I was afraid that once we got started, we'd never stop. You'd be an addiction that I couldn't or wouldn't break. I was afraid it would ruin both of our lives," he whispers."What's changed?" I ask, seriously wondering why all of a sudden, it's okay."You living here," he says. "It's a lot easier to ignore you when you're not around," he smiles. "Maybe I'm jealous of all the time you're spending with Jeremy. I don't know," he says, standing up and releasing my legs from around his back. "Should I have stayed away?" he asks."No," I shake my head. "I'm glad you're finally here but I understand the addiction issue," I smile as I sit up and scoot off the table. Pulling him
"Sounds good," he says, startling me by his proximity. I didn't hear him follow me into the kitchen. Grabbing two beers from the fridge, I hand him one and open the other one, taking a long swallow. I swish the beer around in my mouth, hoping it will remove any remnants of Jeremy's cum before he kisses me. If... he kisses me."So, how did you get Jeremy to overcome his shyness?" he asks, his eyes focusing on my hard nipples, emphatically embossed on the front of my tank top."Finally put my psychology degree to use," I answer, not to mention the tits you're staring at. I look at my beer bottle, tearing at the corners of the label as my eyes take in the bulge forming in his shorts. My juices are gushing into my panties as I lean back against the countertop, stretching the thin material of my tank top across my erect nipples. I'd be surprised if he couldn't smell the lustful aroma emanating from between my legs."Well," he says, clearing his throat as he shifts his gaze from my tits to
God! It's beautiful! I want to just stare at it and admire it. I love the shape of the head and the slant from the bottom to the top. I lick all around it, nibbling on the underside where the head comes together just under the opening. He's almost as big as his father but I push that from my brain as I open my mouth and guide him in."Ohhhhhh! Aunt Sara! Ohhhhhhh! Fuck!" Jeremy moans as I suck his cock into my mouth and slide my lips down the length of his shaft. It's been a while and I savor the feeling of his swollen cock sliding in and out of my mouth, imagining what it would feel like in my horny pussy. Cupping his balls with my hand, I stroke them with my fingers as I bob my head up and down and attack his hard cock with my tongue. He doesn't last long and I feel his balls constrict just before he shoots a large load of cum into my mouth."Ohhhhhhhhhhh! Fuuuuucccck!" he cries as he grabs my hair and thrusts his cock into my warm mouth, spewing his salty seed onto my welcoming ton
While continuing to suck on my fully aroused nipples, I feel his hand slide up the inside of my thigh. Yes! Now we're getting to it! About halfway to my panty-covered pussy his hand stops and he pulls his mouth from my tit."We still okay?" he asks. "I'm not going too fast am I, Sara?" he asks, breathing pretty hard himself."No!" It comes out more forceful than I intend. "No, it feels nice, Jeremy," I say more quietly. He smiles as his hand continues its torturously slow journey. I have my head back against the couch and my eyes closed as my nephew sucks my tits and moves his hand within millimeters of my damp panties. When his fingers brush the damp material, I let out an audible sigh and spread my legs a little wider."That's good," I whisper. "You're doing great, Jeremy," I encourage him as he strokes my pussy lips through my cotton panties. "Try slipping your fingers in through the leg band of my panties," I instruct him as I spread my legs wider. I want to reach over and grab hi
"You let him touch your tits?" Jenny asks in amazement. "That's awesome! What are you going to do next?" she asks as she takes a bite of her quesadilla. I've accepted that my sister is going to push me to help Jeremy learn about sex."I don't know," I answer. I've been contemplating that since yesterday afternoon. "I think he's ready to date now." Jenny smiles at me across the table."Why don't you role play his date?" she says, clearly enamored with her brainstorm. "You be... what's her name?""Megan," I answer."You be Megan and let him try to get to first base with you," she says, holding her hands out palms up in a gesture of 'why not'. "You can be fully dressed and help him learn how to initiate some heavy petting," she smiles at me as she finishes her lunch. I'm sure she's expecting some resistance from me but I like her idea."Actually," I say. "That's not a bad idea," In fact, I love it. I want him touching my tits some more and my pussy is anxious for some attention, too. Thi
"You can't let him out there without any training." Jenny says between bites. "Do you remember your first time?" she asks but doesn't let me answer. "Mine was with Billy Stewart in the backseat of his dad's car. I was so fucking hot and ready for the big O, and then he grunts a couple of times and collapses on my chest. I thought what the fuck!" she laughs bitterly. "Please don't let that happen to Jeremy after all he's been through," she says and I don't tell her my first time was completely different than hers."I don't know Jenny," I say. "We're talking borderline incest here. I'm just helping him overcome his stuttering," I insist but she's not dissuaded."Seriously, Sara, you can't send him out there to blow his top as soon as he touches something wet and warm... you've got to help get him ready," she says. "Who else can do it?" she asks, taking my hand and pleading with her eyes. "Please, Sara.""I'll do what I can," I promise, my pussy excited at the prospect of teaching Jeremy
With his hand on the back of my head, he fucks his cock in and out of my mouth, slamming it against the opening to my throat. I haven't yet learned how to deep throat and I almost gag on his thick shaft. Pulling my mouth back a little, I wrap my hand around his saliva-coated cock and pump it in and out of my mouth. True to his word, his urgent build-up comes fast, flooding my mouth with huge spurts of cum that I try my best to swallow. The poignant taste of salty semen glides easily down my throat but there's too much for me and it oozes out around his cock and runs down my chin.I pull my mouth off, gasping for air as I fall back against the couch. Damn! I just sucked off my sister's husband! And he wants to fuck me! My pussy is burning with desire!"Fuck!" John says, plopping down on the couch next to me. "That was intense," he says, smiling at me. I quickly catch my breath and slide down off the couch, kissing his bare thigh as I kneel between his legs."Let's see how quickly I can
I'm ready and waiting for him Monday afternoon when school lets out. All weekend I vacillated about what I had been contemplating when I told him we were taking it to the next level. I thought about consulting Jenny but decided against it. I have to admit, I'm more than a little nervous when he knocks on the door."Hey," he says, setting down his backpack and taking a seat on the couch. "You've had me wondering all weekend," he says without a hint of stutter. I sit down next to him wearing the flower-print bikini that started all this."Well, I've been thinking," I tell him. "If you're going to start dating Megan, you could find yourself in some situations where your stuttering may come back." I pause."I've thought of that," he says quietly. "But I'm not sure what we can do about it. At some point, doesn't she just have to accept me as I am?" he asks, hoping I'll reassure him."Of course but it wouldn't hurt if you had the deck stacked in your favor when that happens," I answer. "So