"You look fabulous," I said when she opened the door wearing tight jeans and a pale yellow blouse. Her hair and make up were perfect and she looked like a model. She obviously had taken some time to get herself ready for our date."You're not so bad yourself," she answered, kissing me on the cheek. That's two kisses on the cheek in the last few minutes. "Come on in," she said, sweeping her hand towards the small room she shared with another sophomore.The room had enough space for two beds, two desks and a dresser with a TV on it. There was about a four by six area in the center of the room that wasn't taken up with furniture."Cozy," I said, looking around."Cramped you mean," she laughed. "Sit down a minute. I want to ask you something." She pointed towards her bed rather than the chair so I sat on the edge of her bed and she sat next to me."What?" I asked, as she put her arm around me and leaned closer."What if I told you," she said, tracing the outline of my face with her finger
"Just like a Boy Scout," she smiled. "Always prepared." She raised her eyebrows at me questioningly."I didn't plan any of this," I said defensively. "My sister is much smarter than I am. She gave me these just before I left today," I explained."Your sister?" she laughed. "I love her!" Me too, but I'm not going to go into that. "See, that's what I mean. You guys have each other's backs... ur... fronts," she giggled as I ripped the package open and attempted to roll one down my cock. Katrina saw me fumbling and swatted my hands away, expertly rolling it on in one motion."Where were we?" she smiled, lying back and spreading her lovely thighs."I think I remember," I teased as I again positioned my body over hers and aligned my cock with her well-lubricated opening. Arching her back, she pushed up as I thrust forward, burying my cock to the balls in one smooth glide."Oh yeah!" Katrina cried, gripping my ass cheeks with her hands. "Now fuck me, Freshy," she said, pulling me tightly aga
I was lost in my reverie when Katrina started rolling my balls around with her fingers and then did something magical with her tongue that made my cock explode."Oh Fuck!" I screamed as my body stiffened and I jerkily shot her mouth full of hot cum. Sucking and swallowing, she continued teasing my balls and pumping my cock until she had milked me completely dry."Damn, Katrina," I panted as she wiped her mouth on the back of her hand and scooted up to lay her head on my chest. I wrapped my arm around her and held her tight as I caught my breath."Why don't you tell me about this other guy while I recover," I said as I reached down and squeezed her round ass cheek."The other white meat?" she teased, plucking at my chest hair with her fingers."Hey!" I cried. "That hurts!" We were laughing at her comment and my reaction to her tugging on my chest hair."Okay," she said, settling in for her story. "First, you should know I was kind of a rebellious kid.""That's a shocker," I retorted."
"That's what he said!" she responded. "And then he proceeded to show me what I had been missing... several times, just like you did. Don't worry, you were better," she said, stroking my ego along with my cock as she continued her story."Did I mention he was married and his wife was out of town?" she asked, sitting up and maneuvering herself over my rigid shaft."No, did you know that beforehand?" I asked as I watched her rub my cockhead against her slick pussy lips."Yes," she said, looking at me sheepishly. "I didn't really care if he was married, just how he made me feel." She was about to slide down onto my hard cock but I stopped her."What about the condom?" I asked."I'm on the pill, I haven't been with anyone for almost a year and you don't date, right?" she asked, raising her eyebrows. "We should be fine," she said as she slowly sunk her velvety pussy down around my hard cock. Right! Who was I to argue with that logic or how this felt?"Mmm," she sighed as she settled onto my
"I can vouch for her doing that last part," Katrina smiled. "When was this?""Last summer," I answered. "I went over to her house almost every day. It was the best summer I ever had.""I bet," she laughed."Did you see her when you were home for winter break?" Katrina asked."Yeah, but she told me to find someone my own age," I answered honestly. "So I did.""You did not!" she said in mock chastisement. "I found you, remember.""Either way, here we are and we're both benefiting from her tutelage." I stopped talking, surprised at how close to the truth my story was."Her husband never found out?" Katrina asked, looking at me curiously when I didn't answer right away. "What?""I later found out that he knew from the beginning," I answered. "He's one of those guys who gets off on his wife being the object of someone else's lust.""You're making this up!" she cried, sitting up and locking eyes with me. I guess she figured she could tell if I was lying. Of course, I wasn't. Not about this.
I pounded my cock into her snug pussy, rocking the headboard against the wall with each thrust. She seemed oblivious to the noise as she dug her nails into my back and bucked her hips up to meet every stroke.Breaking the kiss, I grabbed the back of her knees and pulled her legs up, pushing her ankles down almost to her shoulders. With her nearly bent in half, I pummeled her horny pussy like a jackhammer, driving us both to the crest of the summit."Oh God! I'm fucking cumming again!" Katrina cried as I slammed into her several more times before my cock erupted again. Clawing my back, she tried to free her legs as her orgasm roared through her like a freight train.I released her legs and let her straighten out her body. Settling down down on her soft flesh, I pressed my mouth to hers. The passion of the kiss was disrupted by the occasional gasp for breath but neither of us wanted to break the spell.I must have dozed off for a while. When I opened my eyes, Katrina was lying beside me
"Mark would love that video, wouldn't he?" Maryanne answered. "I'm just not sure we should be sharing our incestuous activities with anyone." I agreed and we left it at that.For the first time in a long time, Maryanne and I slept together without having sex. Of course, I was out as soon as my head hit the pillow and woke up with just enough time to shower before I had to pick up Katrina."I'm kind of feeling left out," my sister pouted as I jumped out of bed. "Back to my dildos, I guess," she said with an overly dramatic sigh."Tomorrow for sure, Sis," I called over my shoulder as I headed for the bathroom. Not sure what to wear, I settled on a pair of khakis and a dress shirt. I skipped the tie but Maryanne insisted I wear one of Mark's blazers.Katrina was waiting outside her dorm, wearing a dress that was stylish enough for church yet hugged her shapely form in a way that left little to the imagination. I marveled at how it could be both erotic and classy at the same time. Tastefu
"I'm sure you will be," he said with a lascivious sneer. "Maybe you should let your girlfriend drive in case it happens again.""That's a great idea!" Katrina said, opening her door and swinging her legs out. The officer stepped back and opened my door so I could get out as well. There was nothing to do but walk around the car and get in the passenger's side.I watched the officer hold the door for Katrina, his eyes never leaving her thighs as she scooted into the car. Her dress rode up, exposing a lot of her mocha colored flesh and I wondered about her lack of panties when she swung her legs into position under the steering wheel. His eyes got as big as his smile before he pushed the door close."You kids be careful where you rub out your leg cramps from now on," he said, tipping his hat before he walked back to his cruiser. As soon as he got in his car, Katrina burst out laughing and I couldn't help but join her."God!" she said. "He knew exactly what we had been doing.""The string
"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