Summary: Caught shoplifting, she offers to settle out of court.*****************I work in retail security for a large department store. It's a great job, mostly catching shoplifters and an occasional dishonest employee. I love all the high tech security equipment. Our cameras are so sophisticated we can zoom in on the label in a shirt or the button on a blouse. It doesn't hurt that most of the shoplifters are women. You'd be amazed at what a woman will do to avoid being prosecuted for shoplifting. Some of the best sex of my life has been right there in the interview room adjacent to the surveillance equipment.One Tuesday morning I'm watching the bank of monitors and an attractive blonde catches my eye. I zoom in on her ass and my cock stirs. She's wearing a short, tight red skirt that stretches across her lovely curves as she walks down the aisle. Her long blonde hair is clipped into a ponytail that swishes back and forth as she walks. I set an adjacent monitor to a camera in front
Long enough to know where this is headed. I get up and lock the door. This beautiful sexy woman wants to play cops & robbers and she's assigned me the dominant role."Alright stand up." I say in an authoritative tone, "Put your hands on your head. She eagerly complies. I start by patting down her back and shoulders. Then I run my hands roughly over her breasts, squeezing each one and feeling over, under and around them."They're real." she says, my hands still on her breasts, "no hiding places there." I pinch her nipples through her bra before sliding my hands down her sides and her flat stomach. I squat down as I run my hands down her hips then back over the cheeks of her ass. I squeeze her ass cheeks and run my fingers down between them before continuing down her legs. My cock is pushing against the inside of my pants as I begin to feel my way up her leg. With both hands on one leg I slide them up under her skirt and around her thigh. She spreads her legs to give me better access an
"Oh fuck! Oh God! So good! So fucking good!" She's arching her back and trying to stay on her feet, with her hands still cuffed behind her. I've got one hand squeezing her ass cheeks and holding her up, the other hand finger-fucking her pussy while I continue to suck and bite her clit. Her orgasm builds with a trembling in her legs, a long low moan from her lips and a violent jerking of her hips against my face until the flood-gates open and her juices gush over my fingers and down my arm. I pull my fingers out and lap up as much of her juice as I can.I turn her around and undo the handcuffs. I quickly shed my clothes and bend her over the desk. My cock slams deep into her pussy in one hard stroke. She gasps once then thrusts her ass back against my cock. We set a rhythm with her ass pushing back to meet me stroke for stroke. I pound into her with my hard, throbbing cock, holding onto her hips for leverage. Her slick, wet pussy fits snugly around my cock engulfing it in a rich hot bl
"Hi Geek!" Maryanne's voice came through the speakerphone, using the nickname that she had affectionately called me for years. "I'm having trouble e-mailing a video file.""That's because of the blonde filter on your computer," I teased, using a running joke between me and my older sister."Blondes have more fun and geeks don't have a social life," she said, which was her standard reply to any blonde joke. I don't mind the nickname. After all, I was a serious computer gamer and, yeah, I guess, I was a geek."The only reason blondes have more fun is because they are more easily amused," I answered. "I'd rather be a geek." Actually, I'd rather be a jock, but that's never going to happen."Yeah, but geeks don't get laid," she teased with unintended accuracy, and I changed the subject."What do you need to e-mail?" I asked."How come it says the file is too large?" she responded, ignoring my question."Because your ISP has restrictions on how big an e-mail file can be," I answered, wonder
I watched the video again and then checked the clock. Maryanne would be home soon. Shutting down the computer, I went and sat at the kitchen table and started doing my homework like nothing unusual had happened."Hey Geek!" Maryanne greeted me, walking in the front door and dropping her purse on an end table."Hi Sis!" I replied, getting up and giving her a hug. When you've seen someone nude, actually pictures of her nude, you start looking at her differently. My sister was wearing a beige blouse tucked into a dark brown skirt and when I looked at her tits, it was like I had x-ray vision. All I could see were her half-dollar size areolas and her thick rose-colored nipples. Of course, nothing had changed for her; she wrapped her arms around me and pressed those gorgeous tits right up against my chest, without thinking anything of it. I restrained myself from squeezing her ass cheeks, as she brushed a kiss across my cheek."How was your day?" I asked, stepping away and sitting down so s
I gave her the name of a program that's easy to use and would do what she wanted. I again offered to do it for her, but she declined, so I offered to buy the right software, load it on her computer and teach her how to use it. She gave me a credit card and I told her I would do it after school tomorrow, right after I copied all of her pictures to my flash drive! I didn't actually tell her that last part obviously.I found the best software deal online, and the next day, after copying Maryanne's pictures to my flash drive, I jacked off again while the software downloaded and installed. There were four new pictures that she must have taken last night: two where she was pinching her nipples and two with her fingers in her pussy. She sent Mark an e-mail saying she was getting new video software and maybe those pictures would tide him over. They certainly were tiding me over!The nipple shots were pretty close up, with her tits completely filling the screen. In one, she was holding her nip
"Oh yeah! Oh fuck!" Maryanne's voice boomed out of the speakers."Are you jacking off? Are you pumping your hard cock, honey? Are you cumming with me?" I certainly was! My sister was breathing hard and slamming her fingers into her pussy.My cock was rock solid and felt like it was about to burst. As the tension built and I felt the release coming from deep inside my balls, I positioned the tissues at the head of my cock. Watching my sister rub her clit, I stood up, pumping faster..."What the FUCK are you doing?" Maryanne's voice bellowed from behind me. Oh shit! Jerking around, I saw my sister, standing in the doorway to her bedroom, just as my cock blasted its first load of cum. Missing the tissue completely, it arced up a little before landing on the floor between us. My sister was still masturbating on the video behind me, as a couple of smaller spurts landed next to my feet.Maryanne rushed to the computer and pushed the power button on the monitor, as I stood frozen with my han
Maryanne did e-mail Mark, telling him about finding me masturbating to the video she sent him. Shit! I was so screwed. He was going to kill me when he got home. Then I read the rest of her e-mail and she went on to tell Mark that maybe I could help her get the close up videos he wanted. What the fuck? She wrote that I'd already seen her masturbating, so what was the difference? And that I was so much better with the camera and editing than she would ever be.I couldn't believe my sister was proposing that I help her make porn flicks to send to her husband. My cock was hard just thinking about it. My hand was shaking with anxiety, as I opened his reply. Maryanne hadn't even seen his e-mail yet."Great idea, Hon! I know it's been hard for you to try to get good close up shots, and your brother is a harmless geek, right? Give the kid a thrill... just remind him to bring extra underwear to change into afterwards. LolLove, Mark"A harmless geek? I should've been pissed, but who cares what
"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