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hi, my name is john and i am going to tell you my story about my big sister christine and how she became my sex puppet.

It was a hot july day in arizona and christine and I were home alone. My mom was at work, and my dad was away on business for the next 2 weeks. Christine and I had always been pretty close. But I hadn’t seen her alot the last 4 years because she had been at college. She was back for the summer now before we moved her to grad school. She had just turned 23, and was the most gorgeous person i’d ever seen. She was 5′9 with dark blonde hair. Her tits were perfect! I knew they were a 34c because i use to sneak peeks at her panties and bras in the dirty laundry. I loved to sneak into her hamper and steal a pair of panties and take them back to my room and lick them tasting her sweet pussy juices. Once i tasted her juices i could never hold it anymore and would jack off into her panties, shooting my hot sticky cum all over her flowery thongs. My sister was only 115 pounds with a perfect body. She would wear fairly revealing clothing around the house that showed off her sweet round ass and tan legs well, not to mention her perfectly perky tits.
 I had been fantasising about fucking my sister since i was 13. i would try desperately to spy on her changing and showering, usually with no luck. I’m 18 years old now and i still want to fuck her desperately. I always daydream about how sweet it would be to plow my 10 inch cock into her pussy, feeling her squeeze around my throbbing member. Now i know you might be thinking that i’m lying about the length of my cock but i’m not. I’m very blessed in that department. Not only do i have a big cock be i was born with an abnormally high amount of reproductive glands which resulted in an excessive amount of cum. When i blow my load it is insane. If someone cupped both their hands together i would fill up their hands with no problem.
 Anyways it was a hot july day and Christine decided to lay out and tan for a while. She came downstairs in her skimpy two piece and i was speechless. All i could do is stare at her breasts almost popping out of the top of her suit. Sheepishly she asked me what was wrong and i all i could mutter was that she looked great that’s all. Then i started to head upstairs becuase my cock was getting harder by the second. As i walked away i glanced back and relized she was wearing a thong bikini. It blew my mind. Her ass was so perfect i wanted to go back to her and squeeze that tight bitch. Instead i just kept walking because i knew i couldn’t hold my load much longer.
 After my hard on had subsided i had a great idea. I went out to my sister who was still tanning and told her that i was going out for the day and would be back by supper time. Then i went into the house and started to get ready for my master plan. i went back and got some of my video equiptment. I have a wide variety because my uncle had given my his old stuff. A lot of the equiptment was quite well concealled. I put one camera in the bathroom pointing at the shower and then i put one camera in her bedroom pointing at her bed. As i “left” for the day i made sure she heard me “leaving”. I drove my car down the road a few blocks and then ran back to the house.
 I snuck around back where she was laying. There was a perfect spot to spy on her that was only about 10 feet from her! When i got in position to spy i popped my head over the fence that was positioned about 90 degrees from where she was laying. To my suprise she was face down and had her top untied. Her ass looked so good! Then after about 5 minutes she flipped over and didn’t bother to put her top back on! i was in heaven. For the first time i got a perfect look at her naked tits. Her nipples perky and pointy. I was shocked that she had no tan lines. She must be fake baking i thought. Then i took out my digital camera and started snapping picture after picture and she was none the wiser. Read the rest of this entry »

Lonnie Matlis undressed and slipped on swimming trunks. His bathing suit fit snugly around his hips, buttocks and crotch. The cloth material pressed upon his cock and balls, and he felt his prick stirring and growing stiff. It strained upon the bathing suit. He now had a full-fledged hard-on. But then it seemed he always had a hard-on. His dick seemed to stay in a constant state of stiffness.

Lonnie had recently undergone puberty, and his balls and cock tingled constantly and his thoughts dwelt almost entirely on his hard throbbing straining dick. He stayed in a state of arousal.

He stroked his peter and masturbated a lot, but no matter how often he beat his meat, it seemed to be ready to spring up at a moment’s notice. Especially when he thought about or saw his mom.

Lonnie’s mother was in her early thirties, a film actress, attractive, and divorced. Summer had arrived, Lonnie was out of school and his mother was between films, so they spent most of their time together in the house.

Lonnie’s mother knew he was ‘at that age.’ She had seen him occasionally rubbing his crotch and had twice seen him masturbating. Once, she had passed his bedroom door and had seen him lying on the bed, on top of a pillow, pumping away at it. Lonnie had looked up and seen his mother, and knew she had seen him pumping the pillow. And once, she had opened the bathroom door and there was Lonnie standing by the commode, jacking his prick, rubbing it hard and fast. Again, Lonnie knew she had seen him. But she hadn’t said anything about it, so Lonnie had grown quite bold. He now masturbated openly in the bathroom and his bedroom.

He thought abut his mother a lot. She was so sexy, such a fox; and she was so casual and uninhibited around the house. She was somewhat flirty and free, occasionally kissing Lonnie on the cheek and touching his shoulders and arms. She tended to dress scantily, wearing a short silky robe or shorts. And she usually kept her bedroom door open. Lonnie had seen her in various stages of undress; once, he’d seen her naked. He had passed by her bedroom and she had been changing clothes. She was stark-naked. But she hadn’t acted embarrassed when Lonnie saw her. She had simply smiled at him and proceeded to dress….

Lonnie walked through the house to the rear and stepped out onto the patio. He saw his mother standing by the diving board of the swimming pool. She wore a red bikini.

Kathy Matlis was in her prime, and despite having a thirteen-year-old son was quite attractive with a pretty face and a nice body. Her chestnut hair fell in full shimmering waves past her shoulders, her eyes were big and violet, her skin was peachy tanned. The bikini she wore served only to cover the ‘bare necessities.’ Half her breasts, most of her rump and all of her legs were exposed.

Lonnie watched her as she stepped up onto the diving board. God, she is so sexy! he thought. He felt his dick start to grow and stiffen. She stood for a few seconds on the board and then dived into the pool. Lonnie’s cock stood at attention. It throbbed and ached.

She saw him standing by the pool and called out: “Come on in, the water’s fine!”

Lonnie jumped in and swam toward his mother. She smiled and swam away with Lonnie in pursuit. They began playing in the water, splashing each other and playing tag. He caught her from behind and she laughed and splashed and squirmed to break away. Her rear end brushed upon his crotch and he gasped with the sensation. She was still squirming around and trying to break free and once again her rump swept across his groin. With a groan, he pressed his crotch forward. He hissed when his prick made contact with her butt. It was as if his peter had a mind of its own. It took over completely.

He wrapped his arms around her waist and began humping her rump, pumping his hard throbbing dick upon her ass. Nothing could have stopped him; he was beyond all control.

“Oh, ah, unh, oh Mom!” he panted as he humped her.

“Oh Lonnie, oh baby,” his mother said softly. She halfheartedly made as if to break away. He kept pumping on her rump with his rock-hard cock. “Oh Mom, oh, I can’t stop–oh, it feels too good to stop!” Read the rest of this entry »

“Beep, beep, beep.” The damn alarm clock screams to wake me up for my first day back at college. I wasn’t looking forward to going back for my second semester. I had extremely hard classes scheduled. I had to take my highest math class, my highest science course, and my highest English course, all in one semester. By the time I was out of the shower, my Mom was heading out. My Mom was an English professor at my college. She taught an advanced English course, which I thankfully wasn’t required to take.

My Mother was an incredible woman. She was 35 years old, but didn’t look a day over 29. She had me when she was 16, but had somehow managed to graduate from high school, get into college, and get a doctorate in literature and philosophy. Even with working a hard job and having to put up with a 19 year old son, My Mom had no gray hairs or wrinkles. She even managed to find time to get to the gym and keep her awesome figure (5′5″, 120 lbs, medium breasts which were still perky and not sagging, and a cute bubble butt, sleek mid section, and shoulder length, light brown hair). My Mom was the best looking 35 year old I’ve ever seen.

An hour after my Mom had left, I made my way to school. I got through my first two classes that day and had one left, English. I had never looked at my schedule for the professor’s name. If I had, I wouldn’t have been surprised when my Mom walked into the class room.

” Afternoon class, my name is professor Lucas, this is English 102, section 39…” She continued with her introduction. As she spoke, I wondered how the hell she wound up teaching this class, she was supposed to be teaching a much higher English class. Fortunately for me, she had changed back to her maiden name when she divorced my dad so we had different last names, and no one had caught on to the fact that I was her son. I wasn’t happy at all that I was in her class. Besides the fact she was my Mom, professor Lucas was one of the toughest professors on campus.

After class was out and all the other students had left, I went up to my Mom and asked her how she had wound up teaching this class. She told me that one of the professors had moved and they needed someone to take over this class for him. She then told me that she wouldn’t tell anybody I was her son. She didn’t want anyone to think she was favoring me if I happened to be getting a good grade in the class.

The first couple of weeks weren’t that bad, but she did give a ton of homework, and she always made me participate in the class discussions. During classes I’d always hear some of the guys talking about her, saying, “Hey, look at that ass, don’t you want to fuck her?”. Read the rest of this entry »

I’m a college senior and a dorm advisor. Some of the younger coeds recently told me about your site and I was curious enough to log on. I was surprised to find stories from other girls who had been involved in incestuous relationships with their brothers. Part of me says these stories - 2 Plus 2 and Forbidden Obsession - are the product of a creative imagination. But if there is truth to the stories, then I feel less alone.

I was involved briefly with in an intense sexual relationship with my brother about 6 years ago. It was a time in my life where I had a lot of growing up to do. Admittedly, I was a conceited, self centered brat who could reasonably have been described as a bitch.

My brother and I got involved when I was dealing with the being dumped by my boyfriend. I was devastated. Not so much because he dumped me, but because I didn’t know how to deal with the rejection. We were one of the cool couples. He was a star jock and I was a cheerleader and Junior Class Homecoming Queen. In my mind, we were the storybook couple everybody envied and he went and ruined it.

The truth is we were an on again, off again couple and created all kinds of unnecessary drama. We started dating when I was a freshman and he was a sophomore. I gave him my virginity as an early Christmas present that year and from that point on we screwed at least 3 times a week. One night, during spring break of that year, he talked me into putting out for him and 3 of his friends because he was curious about what it would be like to watch me have sex with another guy. It was my first, but not my last gang bang.

The reason I let the guys do a train on me was conceit. From 8th grade summer on, I knew I had the kind of body guys of all ages drool over. Even at that early age, my measurements were an impressive 35B-24-33 and I was very aware that guys were watching me when I strutted along the lakefront in my bikini. I have a very pretty face with silky blonde hair and big blue eyes. I’m just average in height at 5-4 ½ but I have long pretty legs and a killer ass. Like I said, I was a JV cheerleader in 9th grade and on game days, guys would wait at the bottom of the steps to watch me walk up them in my short, tight cheerleader’s outfit.

By 9th grade, my breasts had developed even more to a very full C-cup size. I was a tease and the idea of getting naked in front of several guys, and having sex in front of them too appealed to my ego. Like I said, my boyfriend and I were on again, off again. We broke up as summer vacation started between my freshman and sophomore year. He said we both needed our freedom. I took advantage of my new found freedom and screwed 14 new partners that summer. They were all guys I met on vacation, at either tennis or cheerleading camps, or older guys I met at various places. I didn’t want to start screwing guys from school because that would have been setting me up to be known as the school slut. Even though my gang bang was no secret, I was able to excuse it away as something I had done to please my boyfriend.

There was no guilt involved in all my summertime antics because, as Ross and Rachael might say, we were on a break.

We reunited that fall, broke up again for two months mid-year, got together again for 6 months, broke up again for a month, then re-united yet again. Each time we were apart I got banged by plenty of guys, mostly older ones.

So about 3 months into my junior year, my boyfriend dumped me. This time it wasn’t a case of our having a dramatic break up. He just dumped me for another girl. I was shocked and pissed.

I promptly went out and got banged. The first time was with a friend who worked in shoes at the department store where I was working temporarily in gift wrapping. He was older and I knew I could trust him not to talk. The next night I ran into an older 37 year old divorcee whose daughter I used to baby sit. We went to his apartment and I experienced my first really over-sized penis. It was about 10 inches long and really wide. Up until then, I had never had more than about 7 ½ inches worth of penis inside of me. I was intimidated but he was gentle and patient. I couldn’t take all of him inside of me that first night. He fucked me about 7 inches deep and I had a couple of really intense orgasms. After a couple of sessions I was able to take him completely into me and really enjoyed his stamina, experience and concern over my pleasure. Sex was therapeutic; if my boyfriend didn’t want me, other men did. Read the rest of this entry »

When the phone rang, Kathy was looking down the street from her living room window, at the teenaged boys carrying beer into her neighbor’s house.

“Is Jeff home?”

“No,” said Kathy. “Is this Randy?”

“Yea,” said the voice on the phone.

“Randy, I thought Jeff was with you.”

“No, he said he was going to Kurt’s house.”

After Kathy hung up the phone, she thought, “Jeff is going to Kurt’s house! Kurt’s house is the one down the street that the beer went into! My teen-aged son is going to a party with drinking!”

She looked down the street at the line of cars in front of Kurt’s house. The party had been going on for hours now. Kathy started to fume. Not only did she not approve of her son drinking, she didn’t even like him associating with Kurt and his friends. Kurt grew up on this street, and he was always a snotty smart-alec kid. He never behaved when he came over, he just talked back. Kurt grew up with that same insolent little sneer as his dad, a spoiled upper- middle-class kid. She remembered the humiliating time a few years ago when Kurt was over playing with Jeff, and she was undressing in her bedroom, and he just opened the door and leered at her in just her panties, staring at her naked cone-shaped breasts. She remembered how angry she was, and yet perplexed at finding that her panties were wet.

Kurt’s friend Mike, who lived behind Kathy’s house, was just as bad. He was a big bully, loud and arrogant, just like his father. Only last year, Mike was in the back yard with some friends when Kathy was pulling weeds, and as she bent over, Mike groaned and made some comment in front of his friends. She went inside in disgust, but again was surprised to find that her panties were soaked.

Kathy wished her husband wasn’t out of town on business. He’s gone so much! And now she will have to handle this alone. Kathy decided to go get Jeff. She stepped into some shoes, and stopped in front of a mirror to brush her shoulder-length blonde hair. She looked at herself sideways in the mirror, in a light blue tank top and beige denim shorts over her still- trim 5′ 4″ frame. Her breasts weren’t large, but they jutted out nicely. Her legs still looked good and her stomach was pretty flat for a forty-one year old woman.

She walked deliberately down the street, and knocked on Kurt’s door. A teen-aged boy she recognized but didn’t know by name opened the door. He had a plastic cup of beer in his hand, and his eyes were slits. Kathy stepped in and asked, “Is Jeff here?” The boy just shrugged. Kathy looked down the hall that led to the family room. The hallway was filled with loud, drunk teen boys. She recognized many of them from Jeff’s school. Not seeing Jeff, she began working her way down the narrow hall, having to press her fanny and her boobs against the boys. Some of them said “hi,” other just smiled. Several hands brushed against her body.

The family room was filled with more boys, but she didn’t see Jeff. She noticed Mike standing next to her, and she asked where Jeff was. “I haven’t seen him,” he said. Kathy didn’t believe him. She stood in the doorway getting jostled by boys for a while, and then moved back down the hallway. Read the rest of this entry »

Vera and her 16 year old son, Alfred Jr. was sitting down on the sofa and Vera began by reaching down and showing Alfred Jr. what she found under his bed.

“Do these pictures excite you,” while flipping through the pages that displayed naked women? Alfred Jr. couldn’t believe this was happening to him. He was totally embarrassed that his mom had found his stash of magazines, but to sit here and have to look at them with her, well it was just too much! He was snapped back to reality when she asked, “Do these pictures excite you?” “I don’t know”, he fairly whispered, “I just like looking at them!” “Hmmmmmm,” she hummed, “do you get a hard-on when you see pictures like this one?”

“Alfred Jr. stared at the photo of a young woman who was lying back on her bed with her legs spread wide apart, which of course offered a perfect view of her young hairy pussy! “I’d think a picture like this would give any man an hardon,” his mom commented, “am I right about that, Alfred Jr.?” Alfred Jr. made an audible gulp and merely nodded his head in the affirmative! “I was sure of it,” she went on, “males are very visual in their sexuality, and a fine young girl like this would give any man an hardon, I’d have been shocked if you hadn’t gotten one!”

“I want you to do something for me,” she asked seriously. “Come over here and stand in front of me!” Alfred Jr. stood up and took his place in front of his mom and wondered what she was up to! In a short few seconds he was about to find out! “Now,” she continued, “what we are going to do now must always stay just between you and me, okay?” Still not sure what she was up to, Alfred Jr. nodded his head and replied, “Of course Mom, anything you say!” “Good,” she responded quickly, “now let me open up the front of your jeans!”
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Bert Bayne sat in the rear of the darkened club and watched his daughter perform on stage. She was naked, sandwiched between a man and a woman. The man rubbed his cock on her rump as the woman sucked her breasts.

Bert’s prick stiffened as he watched his daughter. She was in her early twenties, quite pretty, with curled blond hair and brown eyes. She was big-boned and full-bodied; not chubby, just firm with a full body. She had big tits and a big ass.

He stroked his crotch as he watched his daughter being licked. The woman, an attractive redhead, now had her face buried between his daughter’s thighs and was licking her pussy. The man had his dick at her mouth and she sucked avidly on it.

Bert’s peter was now stiff and throbbing and he openly rubbed it. Most of the other people sitting in the club did the same. The threesome on stage were putting on a hot show and all the spectators were affected by it; Bert most of all.

It had been two years since he had seen his daughter. He had served a stretch in jail for certain “underworld” offenses. His daughter Tammy had periodically written to him when he was in jail. In the last letter he had received from her, she had informed him of her move to Los Angeles, and the letter bore a return address that Bert guessed was a film or media location.

Upon his release from jail, he headed for Los Angeles.

The address indeed turned out to be a film company’s location: Firecum Productions, one of many XXX film production companies in the Los Angeles area. At Firecum Productions, Bert learned that his daughter had recently appeared in a film, but that she was not under contract to the production company and her current address was unknown. But he also learned that she, like a number of other “porno” actresses, worked in certain clubs when she was between films. He obtained a list of the clubs.

He would go to each one till he found his daughter, but he first wanted to see the film in which she had appeared.

It was easy enough to see it. The film was playing in a number of X-rated movie houses… Read the rest of this entry »

This is a story about my to my mother’s best friend’s place, Who i’ve always called aunty Sue even though we’re not directly related , the story is about how my visit to spend my summer holiday’s at aunty Sue’s place turned out to be the most memorable experience of my life.

From the age that I can remember, I’ve always been really fond of aunty Sue. She’s about 30 years old, with short blonde hair which falls upto her shoulders, really slim and terrific body.Aunty Sue also had dimples when she smiles, which makes her really cute. She’s about 5″6 tall and really is cute. She’s married with a 7 year old son and a 2 year old daughter. She and her family live’s in the city, which is about 200 miles from the country town where I live in. It had been a habit of her’s to take me to her place to spend a couple of weeks each school holiday. Her son Richard, though 6 years younger to me was really close to me and we enjoyed each other’s company inspite of our wide age difference.

These christmas hollidays were no different. Two days into the hollidays aunty Sue drove down in her station wagon with her 2 kids to pick me up for the hollidays. She looked really great. She came in wearing a sleeveless white blouse and jeans. I felt really horny just looking at her. She had been in my masturbatory dreams ever since i started jerking off, but it really did make me feel guilty all at the same time for thinking of aunty Sue in such away. But I just couldn’t help it. Read the rest of this entry »

33 year old Sally worked as a waitress in a nearby coffee shop. She was 5″7 tall, had Auburn shoulder length hair , nice and shapely body and was very attractive. She was divorced from her husband and lived in a 2 bedroom apartment in New York, with her two sons Tim 12 and Mat 8. Actually Mat was her own son and Tim was adopted when he was a kid. She loved both of them just the same.

However, she was very concerned about Tim, as he was in a car accident when he was just 9 years old ,and needed to be taken for a checkup once in every 3 weeks. The accident was very nasty and doctors feared that when he entered puberty that he may have problems with sexual functioning and may need a fair bit of help, and may even need surgery in the future.

This week was the same. Sally got off work early, picked Tim up from school and took him to the children’s hospital for a checkup. After the checkup she was just about to leave with Tim when the doctor wanted to speak to her and was called into his office by her self. “Sally, i’m aware that Tim is just about to turn 12, have you spoken to him about sex and so on?” he asked. “Well doctor, I have spoken to him about the birds and the bees” . Read the rest of this entry »

   Little brothers can be such a pain but sometimes things work out OK. My kid brother is really a nice kid although you didn’t hear it from me. We’ve always been close because it been just the two of us most of the time. Mom died when he was only five and Dad has this job that keeps him busy and working insane hours. Last summer dad got the idea to rent a cottage so we spent the whole summer living on a lake. The cottage was back in a small cove all by itself and it was about ten miles to anything. At least I had just gotten my license so I could drive during the day even if Dad did not allow me to ram all over. Jeff  [my brother] had just had his fourteenth birthday when we move up there. It was nice enough but kind of lonesome. Dad figured it was kind of special but as usual he was gone a lot of the time so we had to make do.