"Doesn't that just look delicious?" Trina said to me, sidling up next to me."Doesn't it hurt?" I asked, watching in disbelief as the two huge dicks pounded Vicky."Maybe the first time," Trina conceded,"But after that, it's like heaven. The only thing better is a third one to suck on at the same time."I continued to watch the show and realized when the three of them started groaning that they must be cumming. Sure enough, Sylvester removed his dick from Vicky's ass and she rolled off of Mike to lay on the floor on her back, her feet flat on the floor and her knees spread. I could see the cum seeping from her pussy and asshole as she lay there. Sylvester went to clean himself and Trina began to suck on Mike's cum-covered dick, quickly getting him hard again. When Sylvester returned, Trina mounted him, his huge dick sliding up into her pussy, while Mike got behind her and slammed his dick home into her ass.I watched again as the two men fucked Trina, their two dicks moving in and out
"Well, how did you like that?" Vicky asked. "Wasn't it fun?""Not at first," I said,"But then I relaxed and it was fun. I love watching people doing sex things.""It looked to me like you like doing them, too," Mike observed, “And having them done to you.""Well, yeah," I admitted, blushing slightly because it was my brother."Did you feel left out at all?" Vicky asked curiously."Well, a little," I agreed. "But it was okay. I really did have fun.""I know you did," Vicky laughed. "But when did you feel left out?""Well, you know, like when you were fucking, and Trina, too," I said. "It looked like so much fun.""It was," Vicky laughed. "And talking about it is making me ready for some more," She said as she opened the door to their house and walked in. "How about it, Mike?" She asked, peeling her dress off over her head and standing there naked. "I know you still have some left. Unless you want it, Jennifer," She said, smiling at me."What, me?" I asked. "What do you mean?""Well, wo
"I just am so happy to be here," I said, sitting up. "I can't tell you.""Well, we're even happier to have you here," Vicky said. "Mike's always talked about you and I'm glad we've gotten to know each other like this.""Me, too," I agreed."Hey, by the way," Mike said, sitting up."Mom and dad are coming tomorrow. They called.""Oh, no," I cried. "They'll ruin everything.""They're only coming for one night," Mike said. "In case you'd forgotten, it's mom's birthday.""Oh, I had forgotten," I said. "But still, why now?""Well, I don't think I has any choice about her birthday," Mike laughed. "We'll let them stay in the other room.""What about me?" I asked, looking from him to Vicky."You can sleep mye with us," Mike said with a straight face."Oh, right," I said, laughing. "I'm sure that would go over great.""Or you can go stay at Sylvester and Trina's," he said. "I know they'd love to have you stay with them.""That's a great idea," I said, my eyes brightening. "They were nice," I sa
I couldn't believe it. I hadn't seen my mother naked since I was a little girl and I didn't really remember what she looked like. But there she stood, red hair like mine, but she kept it short. She had the same full breasts and I could also see that her pussy was shaved. I could actually see the pink line separating her pussy lips from where I was. I watched as my mother took a bow as everyone applauded again. Then she was helped down off the platform and she walked over to the bench.I had a great view from where I was hiding. I saw my mother sit down on the bench, then lay back, her feet on the floor on either side of it. I didn't quite have the right angle to be able to see my mother's pussy, but what happened next made that unimportant. As I watched, a man stood over my mother's face, straddling the bench, his dick sticking in her face. I watched in astonishment as my mother reached up and grasped the man's dick, opened her mouth and began to suck on it.As if that weren't enough,
Everyone burst out laughing when I said that and just like that the tension in the room was broken. Everyone moved closer and there was much laughter and talking as I was introduced to everyone by Vicky. I saw my father just standing there looking at me, disbelief mixed with something that I thought might be admiration in his eyes. I went over and stood in front of him."Hi, dad," I said, noticing again how big his dick was. "I hope you're not mad.""I can't believe you're here," he said, shaking his head. "You're so young yet.""What's that got to do with it?" I asked, smiling at him."Why are you here?" he asked. "What could possibly have induced you to come in here?""Well, I'll show you," I said, a sudden thought coming into my head.And before my dad could react, I had dropped to my knees and had grabbed his dick in my hand. Opening my mouth I leaned forward and began to suck on my father's dick, letting my other hand slide under him to hold his balls. Everyone quickly gathered a
A new client was coming to Brandon massage center, recommended by an old client who knew how good his work could be. He have got butterflies in his stomach. He always do when he was anticipating a new client, especially one specifically requesting a Total Massage.He have been doing body work for over 20 years. He use an amalgamation of Swedish, Neuromuscular, Thai, Chiropractic, and basic instinct in his work. For him, the body is a canvas and he paint well-being all over it. The rush of being able to touch someone with his hands and have them feel better for it transcends everything for him. What a gift.The table is already arranged and set up, freshly laundered sheet over the mattress pad, a nice bolster for the legs. The scents of vanilla, sandalwood, and cinnamon waft in the air from the incense brazier. Differently colored soy candles are lit all around the room, creating a mellow, sensual ambiance with the incense.Hearing a car pull up, he switched his special massage music.
"Oh, that feels so nice," Kelly sighed, relaxing into the table as he began to work her back."Have you had massages before?" He inquired as he began a series of long, firm effleurage strokes from the illiac crest up to her neck."Once," she replied, sighing. "But it was more like an oil bath, nothing like this at all.""Well, I'm just starting," He laughed, "and I don't use oil.""Your hands feel marvelous," Kelly murmured as he continued to effleurage, letting his hands move to the sides of her back, not changing the pressure as he let his hands slide over the swell of her breasts bulging from the sides, noticing with satisfaction that the only reaction was Kelly sighing and settling even more deeply -- as if that were possible -- into the table.He then began to petrissage her lower back, kneading the muscles, concentrating on the quadratus lumborum, the muscle that connects the lower rib to the illiac crest, the origin of nearly all lower-back problems. He could just see the begin
Massaging her leg firmly from the ankle to the top of her ass, he began to loosen the muscles. Pressing his hands firmly on both the outside and inside of her leg at the same time, he pushed upwards, stopping only when the edge of his hand contacted the juncture of her thigh and body, almost touching her pussy before sliding up over her ass, letting his hand slide up through the crack of her ass, over her rosebud, before sliding back down to her ankle.Hearing Kelly sigh deeply, he repeated this two more times, each time letting his hand slide more deeply into the crack of her ass to the point where he could feel the ridging of her starred rosebud. Her pussy was now glistening from the juices seeping from it. This was working just perfectly.Petrissaging her calf, first from the sides bottom to top with the fibers, then from the side, across the fibers, finally finishing with a firm stripping with the thumbs up the center of the soleus, then along each juncture of muscle groups, finis
The next day, Mike had wasted himself with so many bottles of alcohol. He barely got to sleep the previous night. The only person who was on his mind was Jennifer. Till this moment, no one had called him to pass information about where she could possibly be. What hurt him the most was the thought of how badly she would be hurting because of what she had seen. Knowing that she was hurt made Mike beat himself even more. He was on the floor in his living room when a lady walked in. It was his mother. He was too wasted on alcohol to even get up to his feet. The mother, on seeing the condition of her son, felt completely washed away and heartbroken. She had no idea Jennifer meant the world to her son. “Oh God! Mike, what have you done to yourself, son?” She dropped her bag and rushed to her son. She snatched the bottle he was going to shove into his mouth. “Stop it, Mike!” Mike sobbed. “She's hurt, mom. Jennifer has left ne, mom. Are you happy now? You never wanted her to stay.
Mike froze in the act. His cock was still stuck in the vagina while he stared at Jennifer with dilated iris. The least thing he expected was to have Jennifer walk in when he was in the act. “Ho..honey,” he struggled to say a word. Vicky pushed him off her and staggered to her feet. “Sis…you are..you are back.” Jennifer was staring at them wildly in disbelief. Vicky had one of her boobs looking out through one of the open buttons of the shirt she was wearing. “How long has this been going on?” Jennifer asked with tears clogging up her throat. Mike's cock was still standing as he clasped his hands together to plead with Jennifer. “Babe, I.. I can explain,” he stuttered. When he tried to touch her, she landed a resounding slap on his cheek. “Don't touch me!!” She yelled. Tears rolled from her eyes. Not even in her wildest dreams could she have imagined that her own sister would have sex with her husband. “You…”she said, pointing at Vicky. “You snake, I gave you eve
The moment she returned to her hotel room that night, she sat on the ground and almost cried her heart out. At least, Mike's mother would no longer have a reason to despise her. She was finally pregnant after years of being married to Mike. An hour passed into the night and she finally got a hold of herself. She would call Mike and share the sweet news with him. She opened her purse and grabbed her phone. Still trying to snuff out the last trace of tears in her tone, she hit the dial icon. One ring…two rings…three rings… Then, the electronic voice spoke. “The number you are calling is not available at the moment.” She called again and again. But the response was the same. Mike was not taking any of her calls. It was already a couple of minutes to ten in the night. There was a probability he was already asleep. Though, Mike was not the type to sleep early. He must have had a stressful day. She concluded. The bell in her hotel room rang. Someone was out there. She got to the doo
Vicky could feel the fullness of his cock inside her. Mike was a monster. Not only was he long down there, but that he had enough girth too. Slowly, he pulled out of her. The helpless lady looked at him with the look that said he should put it back in. But he didn't do so. He simply used it to flog the areas of her vagina, making her more wet than she already was. He pressed on the clit button with his cock, making Vicky go wild. Her eyes were literally turning. “Are you ready for me?” He asked. Vicky wanted to curse him. She was more than ready. “Yes, yes,” she replied in a helpless manner. Mike then grabbed her waist so tightly and slowly put his cock in till it was swallowed entirely. Then, he brought it out again. The in and out movement turned into a slow and steady thrust. Gradually, he increased his pace. What started slowly was now fast and soon rough. The sound of flesh slamming against another soon filled the entire room. After a good while of quick thrusts, he s
The kiss became so passionate and they started breathing heavily. He pinned her on the wardrobe and kept kissing her. “Did you really think I would let you go so easily?” He asked as he pulled away. Vicky always wanted to feel his lips on hers. But at the time, she didn't know what to think. She already gave up. She felt Mike was just not going to come around. But he did! “I—” Mike didn't give her the chance to speak. He locked her lips again. This time, his hands were running through her entire body. The lady had already put on a dress. It was obvious she was getting ready to leave when Mike made the decision to act. He stopped kissing again and helped her take the dress off. His eyes absorbed the creature before him. He placed his head in between her boobs and let himself get drowned in the moment. Then, he carried her and dropped her on the bed. Vicky lay there like a test material. She had no idea what Mike was thinking of doing to her. All she could do was anticipate
The towel descended through the length of her body and fell on the ground. She was naked. Mike was completely swept off his feet. He found himself struggling to say a word. There was a lump in his throat. Vicky looked even better than the pictures she had sent to him. With every moment that slipped by, it only became more difficult to resist her. His eyes traveled through her body, scanning every detail as they journeyed from her hair to her toes. The boobs were impeccably built— slightly bent due to the weight. The alveolar area of her breast was large enough, an indication that she was incredibly sensitive around that area. Her nipples were surprisingly pointed and looked enticingly beautiful. “Vi..vi.. Vicky,” Mike stuttered. “What…what do you think you are doing?” Vicky smiled at him. “What does it look like to you? Do you like what you see?” Oh yes, he did. Not long ago, he was fuming. But at the moment, he had no idea what was going on inside him. The anger was there. How
Right in the presence of everyone, his mouth flew open once again. His cock became really hard in the boardroom. What his heart desired to see for so long was already there. All those times Vicky paraded before him, all he could do was imagine what would be beyond the skimpy dresses. He was finally staring at her naked body. Oh damn it!! Vicky was damn too hot. Mike found himself salivating without knowing it. He had been enchanted by her. “Mr Mike, are you okay?” One of the board members asked him. But Mike was not okay. Beyond being okay, he was lost completely. He found himself moping stupidly at the nudity of his own sister-in-law! Get hold of yourself, Mike! “Mike?” Another person tried to call his attention. But Mike was lost. He was obviously not listening to them. He was only brought back to his senses when one of them slapped his hands on the table. Mike was jolted from his lost state. But his hand had already gone down to his cock. It was furiously waging war a
Vicky was throwing both legs effortlessly through the mini black dress she was wearing. It barely covered her private areas and perched on her thighs. The design was in such a way that her cleavages were out there. Mike was struck by her presence. His mouth was suddenly agape and the words were held back in his throat. “Babe,” Jennifer called him. “Are you still there?” The married dude was lost. He couldn't help himself. Vicky looked incredibly attractive for him to be able to resist her. “Honey? Are you there?” Jennifer asked again. “Yes, yes,” he responded in a disoriented manner. “Is something wrong? You seem distracted.” “Uhm… yes. I mean no.” Jennifer sighed. “What is it?” Vicky got to the table and dropped the bag she was carrying. “Is that Jennifer?” She asked suddenly and loudly. Mike's eyes dilated. What was she trying to achieve by announcing her presence to Jennifer? “Babe, I heard Vicky's voice just now. Is she there with you?” Before Mike could gi
The next morning, Mike made the decision to resume work. Being the owner of his own business, he had taken some time off from work to have fun with his wife, Jennifer. But then, things were not going the way he thought. Jennifer had traveled and he had a tempting desire to sleep with his own sister-in-law. To even think he would be in this position was driving him crazy. And yes, the only way for him to cut down time spent with her, was to resume work. At seven o'clock in the morning, he was already dressed and ready to dive into the activities of the day. He was wearing a well ironed shirt that he tucked into his pair of black pants, a shiny Italian shoe and a matching black jacket. He was good to go. He was about to leave when his phone rang. It was his mom. “Hello, mom,” he said as he slid the green icon. “Good morning.” His greeting was replied with a rebuke. “What is good about this morning?” His mom asked. “Hold your greeting. I don't need it.” He stroked his f