A soft sigh escapes her lips, as I run my hands along her inner thighs, lightly brushing her moist slit. I keep massaging her inner thighs, letting my fingers just lightly graze her pussy, until she is pushing her ass up trying to make stronger contact with my hands. I oblige and rub up and down her moist slit before slipping two fingers inside her pussy."Mmmmm." She says, dreamily, pushing her ass up against my hand. "That's nice."I finger fuck her while continuing to massage her ass cheeks with my other hand. She's humping her ass up off the bed pushing my fingers deeper into her hot, slick pussy. I pull my fingers out, slap her playfully on the ass and tell her it's time to turn over. I catch my breath as I feast my eyes on her sexy young body. Her bountiful tits bounce lazily as she rolls over. Her hard nipples stick up like miniature silos on top of her creamy white mountains and I immediately lean over and take one in my mouth. I nurse at her breast, sucking and biting her nip
Connie moves her hand back to Karla's pussy and pushes two fingers deep inside. Karla starts humping against Connie's fingers, while she runs one hand lightly over my ass cheeks and continues massaging my balls. The taste of my daughter's pussy on my lips, while I watch her being finger fucked a foot from my face, makes my cock recover extra fast. Before I know it I'm pumping my cock in and out of Connie's drenched pussy."Mmmm. You're working some magic on your daddy's dick." Connie says, pumping her fingers faster into Karla's pussy. "He's recovering already. Do we get to go again, or do you want some of this?" She asks. My cock is hard again from the ass massage and the sight of my daughter's wet pussy."I don't know." Karla says, panting from the finger fucking her pussy is getting. "What do you want, daddy. Do you want to fuck Connie again or would you like to try me?"The moment of truth has arrived. Do I want to fuck my daughter?"I don't know either, honey." I say softly, look
Introduction: Aunt & Uncle respond to niece's teasing.Read and enjoy.....****************"Jesus Christ! Did you see that?" My wife asks in a hushed whisper. "Of course you did. What am I thinking? They were tits and you're a guy." She says, placing her hand in my lap to judge the extent of my awareness. I was very aware!The tits in question belong to our niece, Lauren, who is staying with us to finish her last semester of college. Her dad accepted a very lucrative promotion, which required the family to move out of state. Rather than transfer during her final semester, and pay out of state tuition, Lauren asked if she could stay with us until the end of the semester. Lauren's mother is my wife's older sister and we get along great with her and her family. We immediately said yes.Lauren moved in this evening, unpacked her stuff and a few minutes ago, came in to say goodnight. My wife, Cindy, and I were sitting on the couch watching TV, when Lauren walked in wearing only a spaghett
My cock is getting stiff as I read Lauren's blog, and think about how she exposed her tits to me last night. The earliest entry is about a year ago, when her and a girlfriend went to the mall wearing very short skirts, without panties, and spent the afternoon riding the various escalators. She writes how wet they got watching all the men adjust the bulges in their pants, as they followed her and her girlfriend around.I scan through several entries where she describes teasing one of her college professors. She started with leaning over his desk, asking questions about test material, and just enjoying exposing her braless tits to his unsuspecting eyes. She has an entry for almost everyday and it seems like she was teasing him mercilessly for several weeks. The first month, she writes about exposing her tits to him at least once during every class. She excitedly describes his building discomfort as she starts flashing her panties, from her seat in the second row. Wearing an extremely sh
I lean back and enjoy the relief that I've been anxious for all day. Closing my eyes, I picture Lauren kneeling between my legs, her perfect tits bouncing, as she bobs her head up and down on my cock. I visualize her naked body, as I think about her blog entries and how she teased her poor professor. As I shoot my load into my wife's skillful mouth, I get an idea on how to really turn the tables on Lauren."Mmmmm." Cindy is licking her lips and moving her body over mine. "Now, maybe you won't react so quickly to her hard, young, body when she comes out of the shower." Cindy straddles me, pushing her tongue in my mouth and rocking against my spent cock."Put your fingers in me." She whispers, pulling her shorts to the side and revealing her glistening, wet pussy lips. "I'd rather it was your tongue, but I know what a prude you are about doing that in the living room, with Lauren down the hall." I slide two fingers into her slick, hot pussy and pump them in and out as we continue kissin
"It's nice having you here with us, Lauren." I say, breaking off the embrace, before my stiffening cock gives me away. "Good night, sweetie." I tell her, turning back to the couch and taking Cindy's hand to pull her up."I'm glad to be here too, Uncle Jim." Lauren stammers. "I can't thank you guys enough.""Your welcome." Cindy says as we head down the hall to our bedroom. Cindy has her hand back inside my shorts before we close the bedroom door."She is something else!" Cindy says, as we scramble out of our clothes. "I think you really threw her off her game when you stood up and hugged her." She laughs, grabbing my cock and leading me over to the bed. "This is going to be an interesting few months.""You've got that right." I say, both of us meaning more than we are saying.The next morning, after Cindy and Lauren leave, I log onto Lauren's website to read more of her blog. I also want to put in motion a plan that could get Lauren to do more than tease me.I scan through her blog, r
I want to address my comments just to her. If I can gain her trust, I can turn the tables on her right here. I get an IM from her almost immediately.BBBarbie: So what do you mean control?HippieGirl: First, thank you for being interested in an old woman's perspective. Back during the original sexual revolution in the sixties, we didn't settle for turning guys on and leaving them to their own devices. We fucked!BBBarbie: Yeah, and you all got fucked! So what? Where's the control in that. You don't know how it feels to have guys lusting over what they can't have.HippieGirl: Of course, I do. But think about the control you can exert over someone who's had his dick where it doesn't belong. I once fucked a married guy who ended up doing whatever I wanted, just so I'd keep our little tryst quiet. I orchestrated his sex life from then on. I told him when and how often he could fuck and with whom. I controlled what he did with his wife in bed. I even made him fuck his wife with me hidden i
Kneeling on the floor, I'm conscious of how visible my hard cock is to Lauren from her hiding place under the bed. I tilt my head back and lick all around Cindy's moist slit."Mmmmm." She moans, swaying a bit. "Do you mind if we take this to the bed?" She asks. "I don't want to fall over." I stand up and close the closet doors, then move over to the bed to join Cindy. The closet doors are mirrored and will give Lauren a clear view of the bed. Cindy has scooted up, with her head on the pillows, her knees up and her legs spread wide apart. I position myself between her legs and take a long, slow lick from her ass to her clit, before inserting my tongue in her juicy pussy."Oh fuck!" Cindy breathes, as I loop my arms behind her knees and tongue fuck her delicious snatch. "You are an amazing cunt lapper, Jim. You always know exactly where to lick?" She moans, pushing her pussy up against my face. Her thick, creamy juices are flowing steadily now and I pull my tongue out, sucking her pussy
"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