Looked at front-page pic a couple days ago, then followed a "people who favorited this favorited [x]" link to a smoking hot JOI vid which I can't find anymore - hoping someone can post a link.

The vid was of a brunette with long, straight brown hair; wearing a bra (pink, IIRC), garter belt, and thong. She's kneeling on a bed with a gray or silver comforter; she might work under the name Princess Anna (or something very like that). No nudity, vid ends in a cum countdown.

Anyone?

Random memory of the time I fucked 2 girls in the same day.

Back when I was in my early 20s, I was newly single as my gf Sara and I had broken up. We would still fuck every now and then though so I suppose she wasn't exactly my ex.
It wouldn't happen all that often, maybe once every few weeks but it was still pretty good and despite being broken up, she'd still let me cum inside her which is always a big plus.

During this time I had met Ashley, who was a little younger than I was, a bit inexperienced (as she put it) but super cute nonetheless.
We had been chatting for a little while and basically agreed we were going to fuck first chance we got.
After talking about it for a bit, we agreed on a day, time and some rules.
She wouldn't be comfortable giving head, so as I trade off, she agreed to fuck me without a condom as long as I pulled out. So I definitely got the better end of the deal there!

These two girls couldn't be any different either, at least physically.

Sara was 5'11, Blonde probably about 145lbs. Not too skinny but slim. Had 36Ds that stayed in place when her bra came off, small but cute ass and a nicely trimmed little bush.
Ashley on the other hand was 5'1, maybe 100lbs soaking wet. Bleached platinum hair. Nice little 34B cups and a tiny little ass to go with it. And newly fully shaved for the first time, by her own admission.

Ashley and I made arrangements that she would come over around noon, since I had work later that day, and we would do the deed.

The night before, Sara hits me up basically saying she wants to fuck ASAP and lightbulb went off in my head.

Could I fuck them both the same day?

I told Sara we could the following day after 130 and she agreed to come over.
I text Ashley and asked her if she could come a little earlier than we had agreed on and she said she could. And just like that, the plan was in motion.

The next day comes and Ashley shows right up on time at 11.
She was wearing this cute little tank top and a short jean skirt and looked fantastic.

We get going and start undressing and she had on a pink bra I got off very quickly and a teal and silver animal stripe thong which didn't stay on too much longer.

I positioned myself on top of her and right as I got the head of my cock in she stops me goes "just don't do your thing inside me okay?!" to which I laughed and assured her I wouldn't.

The sex wasn't bad actually. She was shy and kind of quiet at first. She was also fairly tight and I could tell from the look on her face I was stretching her out a little.
After a while we agreed to switch and she gets on top of me, and slides down very slowly till I'm all the way in and she took a pause and says "fuck you're hard" and then proceeded to ride me as slow as possible.
We tried doggy for a minute too but she made me stop because she said "I can feel you in my stomach" which she didn't enjoy.
I got back on top and started pounding away till I can't hold it any longer and pull out and shoot a huge load all over her stomach and chest.
She laughed and I asked her what was so funny and she said she wasn't expecting so much cum, which made me laugh too.

We laid there a bit and chatted when I noticed the time. Sara was going to be here in about 45 minutes!
So I made up some excuse about I how I had to be to work earlier so I could get her out asap.
I helped her find her clothes, she got dressed, kissed me and was on her way.

By the time she had left, Sara had already texted me to tell me she was about 10 minutes away which didn't leave me time for anything really. So I thought fuck it, I won't get ready.
I didn't shower, or clean myself off really (other than put some deodorant on) and I stayed in my t shirt and underwear which I had put on after Ashley and I had finished and waited for Sara to show up.

Sara showed up, and I answer in my underwear and t shirt. Since Sara knew what she was there for anyway, it didn't seem to matter to her.

She had on a black t shirt, and denim skirt (what are the odds) and we got right into it.
We start kissing and undressing. Her black bra and panties came off almost immediately as my clothes did and we got to it.

With Ashley's juices still all over my cock I slid it into Sara with one smooth motion and got to work.

Sara was always pretty vanilla in bed which wasn't the best, but hey, I still got to fuck.
I fucked her on top for a while and by then my cock was already sore from the day's earlier activity.
So we switched to her on top which always made her cum, and she did a few times.

After we switched back to me on top so I could cum but there was a problem. I was hard but nowhere near cumming any time soon. Since I had cum not more than 45 minutes prior, the spirit was willing but the jizz was, not!

I must have fucked her like that for another half hour, at least before I even started to get close. We had fucked plenty of times before so she knew how long it takes me cum and I think she was getting a little suspicious since she even mentioned it was taking me longer than usual.
I lied and told her it was because I jerked off earlier that day in excitement which I think she bought.

Finally, it builds till I cum and shoot what must have been the smallest load I've ever shot. Thank fuck it was inside her and she couldn't see it otherwise she might have suspected something.

I collapsed on top of her and then rolled over and laid there a bit. We talked about how good it was and eventually she left.

Needless to say I was exhausted and my cock was sore but it was worth it.

Silver hair slut

My wife is an idiot. She was over an hour late when I called her Tuesday. she answers after 4 rings and starts yapping answers before I even finish asking questions...strange. Was mixing answering questions with things she has to do tonight, like as if she was high or something and having multiple thoughts at the same time. Then she says she's in the parking lot of JC Penny and needs to return an item to another store and that she's sorry she didn't call. Very odd. So I know something is up but I play it cool. She comes home about an hour later and is trying to keep a straight face, but keeps TOO straight a face. Goes right on into the bathroom to take a shower. I go about my business helping the kids with their homework and then start watching television on the couch. She comes and lays her head on my chest quietly avoiding eye-contact and rubbing my stomach and legs for a few minutes before getting up and making dinner. She seems off, but towards bedtime seemed to become normal. Kids go to bed, and we get into bed and without a word she tries to pull off my boxers like she's gonna blow me. I'm like, "WHOA, hold on...I didn't shower tonight" and resist, but at that second she just pulled down the front part only and started goin at it. This was very odd for two reasons. One, neither of us go down on each other unless we're freshly showered, and two, I don't like blowjobs with boxers on. I like being naked and loose in bed. Call me kind, I also wouldn't want her to suck on a dick that I've been pissing out of all day and in smelly underwear. Anyway, it goes on for a bit and I start feeling her ass and ask if she wants it in her now. She says she's not in the mood really and just wants me to lay back and enjoy tonight and whatever. She's usually, not always though, facing me when she blows, but tonight her head is facing away with her back towards me and not bobbing up and down but just keeps my dick deep in her mouth and just playing with her tongue. I don't cum with just a blowjob, I need to fuck or be jerked off every time until the last second, then I spray wherever... but tonight her tongue was way awesome like a different mouth alltogether and soon I bust all in her mouth. She swallows, which she hasn't done in months. She told me months ago my cum has started to taste different and that she's kinda grossed out about it. Anyway, that night she swallowed it all and just lays there, with my dick still in her mouth as it slowly goes limp. I tell her not to move for a minute (because of the sensitivity). After a minute, she sucks all the residual cum, wringing up from the base to get everything out, and rests her head on my stomach. Now I know something's up, but I keep cool. Swallowing cum from a non-washed dick is not like her at all. Looks like an I'm-sorry-I-cheated-on-you blowjob that you'd see in a movie. She never cheated on me that I knew of and certainly never acted like that night in 8 years of marriage. I pretend to start deep breathing like I'm about to snore and she rolls off of me and keeps her back to me. I start thinking about what she's been up to. After like 15 minutes I fake a gasp (like I just woke up) and slowly get up to go piss for real. The laundry basket in the bathroom has some clothes in it, and the towel she used earlier is on top, neatly pressing and tucked into the edges containing all the clothes underneath, it looked like there was a big bubble in the basket contained by the towel. So I pull up the towel and see her clothes there and way deep inside is her underwear. I'm real suspicious now so I pull them out and look inside. Sniffing never tells you anything I think, but there was definitely a shit odor and a minor wet skid mark, ok she sharted maybe, but the pussy part was very moist in the middle and almost crusty hard at the edges. I know dried cum when I see it. When we have sex, I always clean up my cum with my underwear and it looked just like that. I'm not sure if women's cum is the same though. So I put everything back and quietly go back to dwell on it overnight. She looks like she's awake, but pretending to sleep. I don't say a word and lay there thinking. The next morning I take the minivan, the vehicle she had the day before. In the garage I noticed both front windows open all the way and the back windows opened on their hinges (they don't go down). It also has a funky odor to it. A light vaseline smell to be more precise. I get to work at 6:30 and I get a phone call at 8am from her asking why I took her van instead of my car. I told her I wanted to pick up new mouldings from the Home Depot for the hallway. She started acting weird again, saying how she just vacuumed the van yesterday at the car wash (among her other bullshit "trips" yesterday) and now I was going to get it dirty and how she hates driving my car to work (since when? I thought) and how I should've told her I was going to take the van. I told her I didn't think it mattered much and reassured her that I was just going to get new clean moulding after work. Lunchtime, I go out to the van and start scouring around for evidence. Yes, the van does look cleaned, freshly vacuumed carpet, but what the fuck is that vaseline smell? It was more pronounced with the windows closed all morning. And what the fuck is that smearing on the side rear window? I get in the back seat and the smell when I got there was overwhelming. and that smear on the back window was slightly greasy and a thin film, like something was wiped away. with the right light, it was definitely something that was attempted to be cleaned...and there's the cloth she used packed in the cupholder. I open it up and I smell a mix of windex and vaseline. It is a neon-yellow rag we use for windows and WOW, I see at least 6 short curly hairs stuck in the cloth. These are definitely black men's hairs, afro or whatever. We are white, we have no such hairs. I look on the seat and sure enough I find a few more on the fabric of the seat, at that same corner. I know what happened now. I move a bit to examine the rest of the seat and right where my knee was was a wet spot. This was cleaned at the same time it seems as the window. Must've been the cum drip spot she must've attempted to clean but it didn't dry all the way after less than a day. Then I found the smoking gun, a nice black metal comb, with the name "Jamal" etched in silver. It was wedged between the seat part and back part where the seatbelts come out. This was why she was upset about me taking the van. She/they couldn't find this guy's comb when they were done, so she was forced to do a thorough cleaning of the van before she came home the day before. What to do? I put the comb back, and left about a quarter inch sticking out from that fold where I found it and went back to work. I go to home depot and get the moulding after work and head home. Aha, she came home early today and was all too eager to help me pull the 5 pound moulding out from under the seats. I go inside and put the moulding down and look out the window of the house and see her in the backseat of the van and catch her at the exact moment when she found the comb. she shook the van with excitement getting out, putting the comb in her pocket on her way back to the house. She thinks I don't know anything. Do I return the favor and fuck someone else? Do I confront her? Or do I start cracking jokes over the next few days about black people to see her reaction? I don't know.

I’ve got a hot cousin and I didn’t know it till our grandma died.

My family wasn't close with the other relatives. They lived 12 hours away, across a lot of states. Snow dumped on us every year, much like how my mom’s siblings used to dump on her as kids, and they were basking in the sun complaining of freezing fingers when it’s sweatshirt weather, you know? We visited my grandparents' at Christmas every year and if the schedules coincided, I’d see a few relatives. I don’t know most of their names. I’ve got 30 cousins including wives and second cousins (that’s the kid of a cousin, right?).

So after my grandma was done fighting cancer, we had a funeral. It was really sad and I don’t mean to cheapen the sentiment with literotica, but this was the first time I saw many of my cousins and learned a lot of names that I’ve forgotten since. But not Arya’s.

Arya is not her real name. I’m a Game of Thrones fan and GoT has a bit of incest and Arya’s my favorite character and so why not call my hot cousin Arya? It’s kind of close to her actual name. I’ll be changing everyone’s names to whatever, but Arya gets a special explanation for hers. She deserves it.

I drove the 3 hours from college to my parent’s then another 5 to my grandparents’ town. I was a mess. It hadn’t hit emotionally, but I was low energy in the midst of studying for finals next week and this was the first funeral I’d been to since I was 8 and went in my spiderman pajamas. Basically I didn’t have funeral clothes.

When we showed up, I was in a dark shirt and jeans, looking somber, till a relative I didn’t know, this fat bustling aunt in a floral print shirt, came up to hug my mom then my dad then me. She knew me! “Oh, James,” she said as she smothered me. “You’re so big now.” She was warm and friendly so I put on a big smile as I said, “Hi…”

Luckily my mom saved me and said, “I’m going to talk to your Aunt Sarah. Will you go put our coats down?”

My relatives are country folk living in the South. They’ve all got that accent. I’m more of a city guy. And I felt a little uncomfortable, maybe superior in my arrogance, around these bumpkins. And I’m generally shy.

So I sat in the fold out metal chairs with my parents’ coats and just kind of looked around, uncomfortable, and checked my phone. My college girlfriend had recently decided we were better friends than anything else. Which was fine and all, but well, I didn’t want to text her about this. It’d probably guilt her into some comfort sexting, but I wasn’t feeling so bold at the time. Now years later, well, different story. I think I just opened Angry Birds and played a few games while sitting in front of the closed casket. It was adorned with a wreath and there was a corkboard of photos of her at all ages, though most were her as Grandma. And a group of people I didn’t recognize examined the photos, blocking my view. They were dressed appropriately in dark suits or dresses.

The group came over and asked who I was and asked if I was so-and-so’s kid and I was and I asked who they were and who their parents were and all that. It was three girls and two guys. One of the girls and both guys were my cousins, and you could see the family resemblance, round-face, curly hair, pudgy, and the other girls were their dates. I didn’t know anyone brought dates to a wake. But I felt okay again having checked out the ladies’ asses, though one had been my cousin’s.

We talked for a little bit about the last time I saw them. A Christmas when we were kids, though one swore it was Thanksgiving but I told him, “No, no, we always have Thanksgiving at home.”

That kind of turned them off.

We were the family that never visited. All of them lived near my grandparents, and when my grandma got sick, all pitched in. All my family did was offer to pay bills till it got to the end then Mom came for a visit.

Anyway, they walked away to talk to other cousins.

I was in my early 20s and so were those cousins, but we had older ones. And this man in his 30s with curly hair and a little extra fat especially on his cheeks entered with this stunning blonde, I assumed he was my cousin.

Oh no.

They came up the corkboard, attached one of their photos, and I introduced myself and asked him who he was related to.

He was this bumbling guy. “Well, her. Ha, ha. I mean, we’re in a relationship—married, so I guess her.”

The stunning woman in this tight black dress that was strapless and squeezed her breasts so the pendant of her silver necklace rested in her sun-kissed cleavage complete with tanlines from a bikini laughed and said, “I’m Dana’s daughter. Arya.”

Dana was the oldest of my mom’s siblings and had gotten pregnant in high school, or maybe right after.

“Who are you?” she asked.

I told her and she said, “Oh! Remember when I was testing my make-up on you? Why is that so fun to do to little boys tied up? God, I must’ve been in high school then and you were maybe in Kindergarten?”

“I think I’m repressing that memory,” I told her.

“Aw, was it that traumatizing? You were crying…”

“You know kids. Always crying till someone kisses it better.”

“I tried that!” She didn’t have an accent. That awful Southern rural accent. Sorry, but you’re talking like Huck Finn, it’s hard to sound educated. It drives me nuts. But she had shed hers.

“You’d think I’d remember that.” I was smiling a lot. You know when you meet someone and it just clicks and you want it to click because hey, they’re hot? That’s how it was and because I had no relationship with her prior, ogling her, flirting a little, smiling like an idiot didn’t feel wrong. But doing all of that at a wake for our grandma did. “It’s too bad about Grandma,” I said.

She hugged me. I hugged back. Then her husband joined in and it got uncomfortable.

My parents came round and said, “Sorry about his clothes. He’s fresh from college—second year half way done! And he grew out of all his dress clothes.”

Arya volunteered to take me. “I don’t know where I’m going or anything, but I’ll get him looking spiffy. We can catch up.”

When we got in her car, a used Lincoln, probably fancy a decade ago but now all it boasted was a large backseat and seat warmers, she let her hair down from its tie. “Oh god thank you for coming under dressed. We’re just going to cruise for a bit because I can’t be in there mingling with Tom, Dick, Harry, whatever their names are. Right after high school, I got a scholarship to Florida and never wanted to go back. All those hick accents!”

“Yeah!” I said. “Like Huckleberry Finn!”

“Sure…”

“You know, Tom Sawyer. Deep Missouri Valley country hick accent. Sorry, I’m an English major.”

“And you’re smart! You are the blessing of this trip. I don’t really read so no clue what you’re talking about but keep talking. It’s helping me unclench for the first time since hearing I’d have to come.”

So we talked in the car about how awful the family was, the cousins, aunts, uncles, their divorces. She knew a lot of scandals I hadn’t heard like one of our uncles was in prison for a sexual offense, but even she didn’t know what. He wasn’t here today. Another was a junkie, in and out of rehab. Then we got to grandma and grandpa and both agreed they were the only good parts of the family.

“Other than us, of course,” I said.

“You’re definitely a blessing.”

“And blessed to be in this car.” I meant to imply with her more strongly, but something snapped me out of the flirty attitude, and I added, “Away from them.”

She smiled at me and we got quiet for a bit and she turned on the radio as we drove through the small town. It was near Christmas. Decorations were up. There wasn’t any snow. I told her we got like two feet last week and still had classes. She asked where I went to college. I told her to visit any time she wanted. I found out she was a helicopter medical evac personnel. She didn’t fly the helicopter, but she was the nurse or paramedic in back treating whomever.

Finally we got to a shop that sold suits and dresses. One stop fancy shopping. I had my mom’s credit card, but I didn’t think she intended to get me a full-on suit. It’d be my first. But Arya told me we were just getting the off-the-rack stuff. It wouldn’t be too much.

So I tried on some things she picked out and I came out of the dressing room still doing up my belt because the pants were too wide at the waist and were just sliding down off and dragging on under the heels of the dress shoes. We looked at how deflated I looked in the mirror.

“Get those off and we’ll get you the next size down.” She rolled down the waist to see the tag and what size they were. “I’ll bring you the next ones.”

I went back in the dressing room and took them off. I was just in my boxers and undershirt when she came in. Just barged on in through the swinging doors. I tried being natural about it, like I wasn’t uncomfortable or having dirty thoughts, but then she whipped out the measuring tape. “Put these on.” I did and she started measuring my seams. The outer one first. She told me to stop fidgeting as she was on her knees touching my thigh. Then the inner seem. “I used to work in one of these suit shops during college. The way we measured our special customers was to do the right in-seam, then cup *it* and move it over and measure the other side.” She laughed at the joke (I think she was kidding) and I thought about our dead grandmother so I wouldn’t twitch beneath the pants.

Then she helped me on the shirt and I buttoned all but the top two. She looked at it and buttoned them both, then unbuttoned the top. It was a little too big so she told me to get it off and before it was off, she starts pressing up against me trying to get at the tag in the collar to see the neck size. I think it was like 17 ¾.

She came back with a smaller shirt for me and a few dresses for her. They were a little more modest than the little black dress she had squeezed into. “I’m almost as unprepared for funerals as you. I bought this for a dinner party and a self-esteem boost. Sometimes you pay extra for that.”

I was shirtless and she was looking at herself in the mirror, checking herself out, and I was thinking she shouldn’t need to pay for it looking like she does.

Curvy and sun-kissed and blonde and tall and just perfect. The kind of girl you get a crush on even if you’ve just met her and found out she’s your cousin.

And I felt her back against me. “Oh sorry,” she said. Right against my crotch. With that perfect ass.

I couldn’t help it! I might have rubbed up against her a little with my erection.

“Is that what I think it is?” she said, laughing nervously but not moving away.

“Sorry.” I also stayed there.

“No, thank you for the compliment. Okay, I’m going to try these on now.”

I stayed, confused, horny, hopeful.

“Wait out there? I’ll be real quick.”

Damn. So I sat in the chair outside, hoping it’d subside, when she came out and we paid for everything and got in her car and left.

I was feeling pretty embarrassed that I’d “made a move.” Yeah that was the best move I had. Pressing against her like it was an accident, but both of us probably knowing it wasn’t. She knew. She kicked me out as she changed. She didn’t even try them on for me or any other little hints. The drive back was quiet. Awkward.

And when the funeral home was in sight, we pulled off onto a dirt road. This was a farming town with a lot of forests and field entrances and just places that a high schooler might go with his girl to makeout. She pulled into the dead end where we were covered in shade, just past a bend so we could hear trucks drive past on the main road, but not see them.

“Okay, we better do this before getting there,” she said.

My hope was restored.

Then she added, “Get changed.”

Hope tarnished.

“50 people talking about the dead, suddenly sad, rushing to the bathrooms. There’s no way we could change there. And wouldn’t want to do it in the parking lot where someone would see.”

“Sure, a relative seeing would be awkward,” I said.

“Yeah?” she said laughing.

“Yeah…”

“Then let’s make it awkward.”

I don’t know what she was thinking or what she imagined would come of it or what I should’ve done, but she stripped off that top awful fast. Let those breasts loose. No bra. A black thong. And I stared and she stared back and I started getting my shirt off and pants and I reached for my new clothes but she pulled something from her bag. New boxer-briefs. Real tight ones. She just threw them at me. Once I was naked she looked at me, erect, then stared me in the eyes. She was still naked except for that thong. I don’t want to forget the shape of her breasts, the size, how the tan-lines colored them, how they jiggled, her ass, the birthmark or any of that, but that was years ago. Details fade, get edited. I think her tits are bigger in my head now.

But her devilish smile. I can’t forget that.

Finally, she said, “Let’s get those clothes on. They’ll be calling soon, wondering if we ditched.”

And it was over. She dressed. I got a little peek at that booty, but not much, and when we went in for the wake, her dressed more modestly, my erection hidden till we got to the service and it died down. My mom and her siblings and my grandfather gave their eulogies and I cried and we buried grandma. Then we all went to lunch at some diner where even the table was greasy.

I wanted to sit by my cousin, but I had to sit by my parents and they wanted to sit by some fat aunt that kept asking about my future and so on.

I didn’t get to talk to my cousin till it was time to leave. “I’m serious about coming to visit. Any time you want. It’s beautiful in the fall. All the leaves changing.”

“Sure, sure,” she said.

“Or the spring is good. Tons of flowers. Ever heard of Dutch pantaloons? It might be a local name, but they make the campus smell so much better. Hides the BO and stale weed stench.”

“I’ll think about it.” God, she had to have smelled my desperation for more, but she wasn’t obliging. Fine, I can take a hint. A woman says no, you just have to let go, right?

“Have a safe trip,” I said and waved like I was leaving.

But she pulled me in for a hug, saying “You too,” then when I was pressed up against that perfect tanned body, she heaved her hot breath into my ear and said, “Think about me some time…”

Oh I have… a lot.

I was adopted right after my birth. I was raised by a well to do family outside one of the top 3 largest cities in the country. I always referred to them as Mom and Dad, because they raised me, loved me, and did everything good parents would do for their growing boy.

My mom was always an attractive blonde and I would get teased by the other boys at school for having a hot mom. I was popular so it really wasn't bullying but rather just having some fun at my expense. Most of the time I would just brush it off. But then after awhile I started to get this notion that, hmmm, she is rather attractive and I know she and my father still make love, so what's next after that?

I would often eavesdrop on them having sex and try to learn what she liked through the wall behind their bed. I would sometimes rub myself listening but also trying to be ever so quiet as to not get caught. I would then picture myself in the same position as my father and doing to my mother what he was. Apparently mother was crazy about anything oral!

At the same time I would often try to get caught masturbating which was unsuccessful and I would also tear through her underwear drawer and sniff the panties or rub them against my crotch. I would also go into the laundry room and sniff the worn panties in hopes of it being that special time of the month or just a pair used during a workout or when she was being seduced by my father and had an extra fragrance to them.

I would frequently masturbate into her panties or stuff them in my mouth and suck on them while stroking myself. I absolutely loved this and always looked forward to when they went out on the town and came back all hot and bothered. Or after a workout, that would be just pure ecstasy for me.

Most of these events occured around high school. Well before I was of legal age.

Part 2: Continued......

Part 2....

When I left for college in 2003 I moved about 550 miles away from home. During my freshman year of college I got a phone call from my father saying that my biological mother had contacted them and what I wanted to do about it. I was curious so I requested her info. She and I began communicating and there was an intense bond right from the start. We talked and talked for months and it was never sexual, we exchanged pics and both commented on how attractive the other was to each other.

Finally, the following summer of 2004 I met her. She came to where I was raised to visit some of her family and meet me for the first time. I met her at a nice french restaurant in the city and we hit it off well. We couldnt stop starring at each other and commenting how much we looked alike. I thought it was interesting how much she wanted to talk about my love life and how long Ive been dating girls. I told her that I was seeing someone, and she asked if the girl was prettier than her. I said "Of course not mama, youre gorgeous"... She said "Youre such a good boy making mama feel good".. This kind of made me question what was going on here. There was a sexual undertone to all of this but how strong of one? Is my biological mother flirting with me?

We kept drinking wine and talking, laughing, and yet she kept reverting back to my interest in women. We had finished dinner and decided to have a drink at a bar. I drove both of us to the bar and during which she asked me if I thought people thought we were on a date or they could tell we were mother and son. I said that I would be honored if they thought we were on a date. She said "good" and said that she too would be honored. We got to the bar, more like a lounge actually, and began drinking more. We sat next to each other talking and laughing.

After a couple strong drinks I decided to give her a hug and say thanks for meeting me. As we were embracing, she was rubbing my back and blew on my ear. It felt good and very intentional. I smiled and knew that she could feel it. I whispered "thank you mama". We went back to drinking even though I was rock hard and wants to guide her beautifully manicured hands down my pants to my bulge and have her feel how thankful I really was.

It was time to go back, last call, and she needed a ride to her hotel. We went back to the hotel where she was staying and I asked if I could come up and use the bathroom (how original, I know) and she said yes. We hugged in the elevator the entire time until we reached her floor. I was hard since I was holding her in front of me. I know she could feel it since I was pulsating it on her firm ass. We entered her room and I asked where the bathroom was and she pointed.

I went to the bathroom but never actually went since I was hard and too excited. I came back out and she said come here and give me a hug. So I hugged her and and we held each other tight. We both began rubbing each others backs and then we moved our faces in front of each other's and we looked into each other's eyes as I held my big strong hands around her waist her arms around my shoulders and I went in slowly and kissed her on the mouth and began working my hands up and down her sides.

The kissing became more intense and we were holding each other so tightly that the passion was too much. I began kissing and biting her neck, running my hands over her ass. She was loving it. She was feeling my chest and working her way down to my crotch. She grabbed my crotch and began pulling on my cock through my pants. I was loving it we made our way over to the bed and began making out on the bed.

To be continued.....

As we were lying on the bed kissing, our legs wrapped like a pretzel and our bodies held tightly next to each other, I kept thinking that my real mother and I were sharing a bond that only a mom and her son could share. I stroked her jet black hair behind her ears and gave it a little tug to snap her neck back and let her know that her baby boy was going to fuck her like a grown man. I ran my hand down the back of her dress and began fondling her ass that was still tight and fit perfectly into my big hands. She began to breath a little heavier as I worked my way around her torso to her thigh. I was rubbing her thigh, anxiously awaiting to find out what kind of panties mommy was wearing for her baby boy, and had high hopes that they were soaked with mommy's juices.

While the heavy kissing was still going on, I started sliding my hand up mom's dress. I rubbed her ass and to my excitement I could tell she was wearing a black g-string with a little silver locket and pink bow above the ass. I pushed her dress up to reveal her legs and panties. I could see the stain of where her pussy was leaking on her g-string. That's when she began to sit up and look at me and smirk. She pulled her dress back down and reached for my belt. She took off my belt while rubbing my crotch and began to take off my pants. I was wearing black boxer briefs and they made my cock look amazing. I was so excited that mommy was finally touching and stroking the cock she hadn't seen in 20 years.

I couldn't contain my excitement and lied on my back and took off my pants and boxer briefs and pulled off my shirt. There I was exposed. Naked. With a full erection and my mommy, the woman who gave birth to me was on her knees gazing at her son's cock which was throbbing and had a very pronounced vein. She started crawling over and grabbed my cock with her beautifully manicured hands that were adorned with a beautiful ring, and her wrists had a gorgeous classy silver watch and her other was covered in beautiful bracelets. She started stroking my bare cock.

It felt so natural and right in her hand. She was stroking it better than I could ever and she looked so elegant and sophisticated doing it. She then bent over and pushed back to lie on her stomach and that is when she took my head into her mouth. My mom was sucking on my cock and enjoying it. She was stroking and sucking at the same time and also was nice enough to lick on her little man's balls. She was working my shaft, sucking my head, taking all of my cock inside her beautiful mouth. I put my hand on her head and she took my cock as deep as possible till she started to gag. Mother than slide her index finger into asshole and started rubbing and moving it in a circular motion. My dick was so wet, the pre-cum was on her chin, her saliva was running down my cock. That's when I lifted her head by her hair and forced to lie on her back.

I was totally naked. It was time to see what mommy had to show me. She began to lift her dress up over her head and was lying there in a black bra and black g-string. I put my hands on her shoulders and worked my way down. Her tits, her stomach, her thighs, her crotch. I started to pull the g-string off and she arched her back to give me a little help. I had my mothers panties off. I was starring at her bald pussy. It was wet and pink, looked delicious. I bent over and slid a finger inside my mom grabbed her tits and moaned. I started moving closer and finally I was close enough to lick my mom's pussy. I was loving it, I sucked her clit. I bit on her lips. I put my tongue inside her. My own mother was getting wet because her son knew how to eat pussy. All the while I was stroking myself with her g-string in my hand.

She was loving it! Her legs were in the air I was sucking down all her juices, pre cum was dripping onto her g-string, and her twat was getting wetter and wetter. I was buried deep in her cunt and I couldnt stop licking her to save my life. I started to fingerfuck her asshole and pussy at the same time and she kept saying "how does mama taste?" or "how hard is my baby boy's cock right now?". She started begging me to fuck her like the whore she was. She said if she wasn't such a whore I wouldnt be alive today to give mama what she needed.

I stood up, cock in hand, ready to start fucking my mother. I knelt on the bed and rubbed the tip of my cock on her wet pussy. She moaned. She pulled me closer and leaned over her and inserted my cock into her. I couldnt believe it. I was inside mother and it felt it was amazing. I started slowly. Going deep in and pulling almost all the way out. I had her legs spread wide and she kept telling me that nobody knows how to fuck a mother like her son....

To be continued....

am so curious as to why members of this group of these incestuous desires. It is so taboo and frowned upon and even expressing the desire to do this in some circles will get you hurt.

With all that being said my desire goes back to when I was younger. I was adopted right after my birth. I was raised by a well to do family outside one of the top 3 largest cities in the country. I always referred to them as Mom and Dad, because they raised me, loved me, and did everything good parents would do for their growing boy.

My mom was always an attractive blonde and I would get teased by the other boys at school for having a hot mom. I was popular so it really wasn't bullying but rather just having some fun at my expense. Most of the time I would just brush it off. But then after awhile I started to get this notion that, hmmm, she is rather attractive and I know she and my father still make love, so what's next after that?

I would often eavesdrop on them having sex and try to learn what she liked through the wall behind their bed. I would sometimes rub myself listening but also trying to be ever so quiet as to not get caught. I would then picture myself in the same position as my father and doing to my mother what he was. Apparently mother was crazy about anything oral!

At the same time I would often try to get caught masturbating which was unsuccessful and I would also tear through her underwear drawer and sniff the panties or rub them against my crotch. I would also go into the laundry room and sniff the worn panties in hopes of it being that special time of the month or just a pair used during a workout or when she was being seduced by my father and had an extra fragrance to them.

I would frequently masturbate into her panties or stuff them in my mouth and suck on them while stroking myself. I absolutely loved this and always looked forward to when they went out on the town and came back all hot and bothered. Or after a workout, that would be just pure ecstasy for me.

When I left for college in 2003 I moved about 550 miles away from home. During my freshman year of college I got a phone call from my father saying that my biological mother had contacted them and what I wanted to do about it. I was curious so I requested her info. She and I began communicating and there was an intense bond right from the start. We talked and talked for months and it was never sexual, we exchanged pics and both commented on how attractive the other was to each other.

Finally, the following summer of 2004 I met her. She came to where I was raised to visit some of her family and meet me for the first time. I met her at a nice french restaurant in the city and we hit it off well. We couldnt stop starring at each other and commenting how much we looked alike. I thought it was interesting how much she wanted to talk about my love life and how long Ive been dating girls. I told her that I was seeing someone, and she asked if the girl was prettier than her. I said "Of course not mama, youre gorgeous"... She said "Youre such a good boy making mama feel good".. This kind of made me question what was going on here. There was a sexual undertone to all of this but how strong of one? Is my biological mother flirting with me?

We kept drinking wine and talking, laughing, and yet she kept reverting back to my interest in women. We had finished dinner and decided to have a drink at a bar. I drove both of us to the bar and during which she asked me if I thought people thought we were on a date or they could tell we were mother and son. I said that I would be honored if they thought we were on a date. She said "good" and said that she too would be honored. We got to the bar, more like a lounge actually, and began drinking more. We sat next to each other talking and laughing.

After a couple strong drinks I decided to give her a hug and say thanks for meeting me. As we were embracing, she was rubbing my back and blew on my ear. It felt good and very intentional. I smiled and knew that she could feel it. I whispered "thank you mama". We went back to drinking even though I was rock hard and wants to guide her beautifully manicured hands down my pants to my bulge and have her feel how thankful I really was.

It was time to go back, last call, and she needed a ride to her hotel. We went back to the hotel where she was staying and I asked if I could come up and use the bathroom (how original, I know) and she said yes. We hugged in the elevator the entire time until we reached her floor. I was hard since I was holding her in front of me. I know she could feel it since I was pulsating it on her firm ass. We entered her room and I asked where the bathroom was and she pointed.

I went to the bathroom but never actually went since I was hard and too excited. I came back out and she said come here and give me a hug. So I hugged her and and we held each other tight. We both began rubbing each others backs and then we moved our faces in front of each other's and we looked into each other's eyes as I held my big strong hands around her waist her arms around my shoulders and I went in slowly and kissed her on the mouth and began working my hands up and down her sides.

The kissing became more intense and we were holding each other so tightly that the passion was too much. I began kissing and biting her neck, running my hands over her ass. She was loving it. She was feeling my chest and working her way down to my crotch. She grabbed my crotch and began pulling on my cock through my pants. I was loving it we made our way over to the bed and began making out on the bed.

As we were lying on the bed kissing, our legs wrapped like a pretzel and our bodies held tightly next to each other, I kept thinking that my real mother and I were sharing a bond that only a mom and her son could share. I stroked her jet black hair behind her ears and gave it a little tug to snap her neck back and let her know that her baby boy was going to fuck her like a grown man. I ran my hand down the back of her dress and began fondling her ass that was still tight and fit perfectly into my big hands. She began to breath a little heavier as I worked my way around her torso to her thigh. I was rubbing her thigh, anxiously awaiting to find out what kind of panties mommy was wearing for her baby boy, and had high hopes that they were soaked with mommy's juices.

While the heavy kissing was still going on, I started sliding my hand up mom's dress. I rubbed her ass and to my excitement I could tell she was wearing a black g-string with a little silver locket and pink bow above the ass. I pushed her dress up to reveal her legs and panties. I could see the stain of where her pussy was leaking on her g-string. That's when she began to sit up and look at me and smirk. She pulled her dress back down and reached for my belt. She took off my belt while rubbing my crotch and began to take off my pants. I was wearing black boxer briefs and they made my cock look amazing. I was so excited that mommy was finally touching and stroking the cock she hadn't seen in 20 years.

I couldn't contain my excitement and lied on my back and took off my pants and boxer briefs and pulled off my shirt. There I was exposed. Naked. With a full erection and my mommy, the woman who gave birth to me was on her knees gazing at her son's cock which was throbbing and had a very pronounced vein. She started crawling over and grabbed my cock with her beautifully manicured hands that were adorned with a beautiful ring, and her wrists had a gorgeous classy silver watch and her other was covered in beautiful bracelets. She started stroking my bare cock.

It felt so natural and right in her hand. She was stroking it better than I could ever and she looked so elegant and sophisticated doing it. She then bent over and pushed back to lie on her stomach and that is when she took my head into her mouth. My mom was sucking on my cock and enjoying it. She was stroking and sucking at the same time and also was nice enough to lick on her little man's balls. She was working my shaft, sucking my head, taking all of my cock inside her beautiful mouth. I put my hand on her head and she took my cock as deep as possible till she started to gag. Mother than slide her index finger into asshole and started rubbing and moving it in a circular motion. My dick was so wet, the pre-cum was on her chin, her saliva was running down my cock. That's when I lifted her head by her hair and forced to lie on her back.

I was totally naked. It was time to see what mommy had to show me. She began to lift her dress up over her head and was lying there in a black bra and black g-string. I put my hands on her shoulders and worked my way down. Her tits, her stomach, her thighs, her crotch. I started to pull the g-string off and she arched her back to give me a little help. I had my mothers panties off. I was starring at her bald pussy. It was wet and pink, looked delicious. I bent over and slid a finger inside my mom grabbed her tits and moaned. I started moving closer and finally I was close enough to lick my mom's pussy. I was loving it, I sucked her clit. I bit on her lips. I put my tongue inside her. My own mother was getting wet because her son knew how to eat pussy. All the while I was stroking myself with her g-string in my hand.

She was loving it! Her legs were in the air I was sucking down all her juices, pre cum was dripping onto her g-string, and her twat was getting wetter and wetter. I was buried deep in her cunt and I couldnt stop licking her to save my life. I started to fingerfuck her asshole and pussy at the same time and she kept saying "how does mama taste?" or "how hard is my baby boy's cock right now?". She started begging me to fuck her like the whore she was. She said if she wasn't such a whore I wouldnt be alive today to give mama what she needed.

I stood up, cock in hand, ready to start fucking my mother. I knelt on the bed and rubbed the tip of my cock on her wet pussy. She moaned. She pulled me closer and leaned over her and inserted my cock into her. I couldnt believe it. I was inside mother and it felt it was amazing. I started slowly. Going deep in and pulling almost all the way out. I had her legs spread wide and she kept telling me that nobody knows how to fuck a mother like her son....

I was loving the sight before my eyes. My mother, dark Italian complexion, black hair, brown eyes, and a gorgeous figure and she was taking her son's cock deep into the same canal that gave birth to me over 20 years ago. I was still going slowly. Seeing what she liked and trying to tease her for a bit until I really started to fuck her. I was biting her neck which caused her to dig her french tipped nails into my ass. At that moment I gave her a thrust with my hips and cock. I went deep. So deep that I could feel it get warmer inside of her. We just starred into each others eyes as my cock was sliding in and out and my balls were slapping against her tight asshole.

I pulled out, grabbed her hair and directed her to turn around and submit to her son. I had her just where I wanted her. On all fours facing away from me. I stepped back to admire the view. "What an ass" I thought as she rubbed her clit while on all fours. I proceeded to come up from behind her and start massaging her ass. She was still rubbing her clit, waiting, in anticipation for me to start fucking her again. I moved her hands away from her pussy and buried my face into my mothers asshole. I was licking all the juice that had dripped down from her pussy and trying to get my tongue in her as deep as possible. I bit her ass cheeks and continued giving my mom a rim job. Her hole tasted amazing. It was so clean and tight. She said to me "Baby, give mommy one of those big fingers right here" as she pointed to her pussy. I was happy to do just that and slide a finger into her wet cunt.

I then licked my way down from her asshole to her pussy. My mom's cunt tastes so good, with all the juice pre-cum, and sweat, I couldnt be any happier. My nose was around her asshole and I took the liberty of getting as many whiffs of it as possible. I was buried into her cunt and licking it all over while stroking my cock again. I was ready to fuck my mom doggy style and couldnt have been more excited. She told me to "cut the crap and fuck your mother." I stood up, cock in hand, and began working my way inside her. I grabbed her hips with my big strong hands and began going in and out. Her back looked amazing, her jet black hair going up and down, and her mommy ass kind of jiggling just a little bit each time I went in deep. I looked in the mirror and caught her starring at the site that was going on. She was watching her son, fuck her doggystyle in a hotel room.

She began to push back and make my insertions have more power behind them. I could tell she wanted it hard. I began going harder. Spanking her ass, pulling her hair and thrusting my hips as hard as possible. My hands had left marks on her beautiful ass. She started asking me to "cum in your mommy" and "i want your babies, baby". I was so turned on. I could feel my testicles tighten up as I was reaching a maximum state of arousal. The sweat from my brow began to drip on the small of her back. She was screaming! I was moaning. I couldnt believe the site before my eyes. There she was bent over taking my huge cock in her and begging for her sons cum. My own mother!!

I grabbed her tits from behind... I squeezed and pinched her nipples. I pushed her face into the pillow. I had her asshole looking right at me and her face smothered. She started saying "mmmmmmm" into the pillow. I told her Im about to cum in you. She snapped her head back and said "give mama the cum baby". I couldnt take it anymore I knew within 10 seconds I would be cumming. It started, I was unloading my seed deep into my own mom. She could feel the warm rush of thick young son's cum flow inside of her. She clenched her pussy to make sure none of it got out. I was still pumping. Trying to push the cum in deeper and deeper.

I finally pulled out. Mom and rolled over on her back with her legs open. I could see the deposit I made inside of her and it looked beautiful. I crawled over to where she was and ate her pussy. I sucked out my cum and began to make out with her, while my cum was in my mouth. We swapped it back and forth.

She swallowed.

Part 21: Honeymoon with Haley [for the rest of the story pm me, I can send you the link]

I talked a lot about my sex with Anna here, but rarely about my sex with Haley, even though its far more of a 50:50 deal than you might think. And unlike between Jim and Anna, the sex between me and Haley is not one sided. If you were to ask me with whom the sex is better, I couldnt give you an answer.

Before Haley and me went on honeymoon, we talked about what we both wanted out of it. I wanted mostly sex, cuddling, spending time only with each other. Haley wanted all that too, but also a feeling of vacation. So we chose to fly to an island for our honeymoon. We would stay in a nice hotel, close to the beach, big pool, jacuzzi. All we desired and more.

When we were in the plane, half way to the island, Haley whispered to me
H:"When I saw you packing sex toys, I was already excited. But now I am horny as fuck. I could fuck you all week long, without any pause."
Me:"I cant wait as well. I want you to be my sex goddess. I want to fuck you in public, I want to show off your body to strangers."
H(blushing):"I'd love to be your sex goddess as long as you praise me. I dont know about the showing off though.."
Me:"We'll see."

When we arrived at the hotel and got into our room, Haley started unpacking her things. I went behind her and started groping her. My hands went under her top and under her skirt. She wore a dark blue bikini underneath. She started moaning softly. I turned her around and undressed her, then she undressed me. She looked amazing, the sun on her skin and hair... I pulled her close and kissed her. We went down on the bed and Haley sat on my belly. She danced on me, slowly, winding like a snake. I took her ass in my hands. She moved her hip forward periodically, so every few seconds I could lick her pussy once. Then she turned around, ass to my face. Her hip movement continued and I could still lick her every now and then. Her hands were all over my belly and legs and finally she started stroking me slowly. Then her head came down to kiss the tip. Then she took half of my dick into her mouth, circling the tip with her tongue. Next, she turned around again and lowered herself slowly onto my cock. While my dick went deeper and deeper, she clawed into my chest and rolled her eyes moaning in her deepest voice. When I was completely filling her her hole with my cock, she moved her hips in circles. Then up and down, slowly. At the lowest point, I always lifted my ass a bit so I penetrated her even deeper. I was rewarded with a deep moan. After a while of slow fucking, Haley kissed me and said "fuck me like you want to destroy me."
I sat up and pushed her onto her back. Then I came over her, kissing her. I pulled her hips closer and began hard fucking her immediately. From her came a drawn-out moan then scream of pleasure. Then she returned to deep grunting. We made so much noise, I was sure the whole hotel could hear us. And I loved it. Soon I shot my load into her, filling her wet pussy with my hot cum. We sank onto the bed.
H:"I had at least two orgasms..."
Me:"Ready for the next one?"
H(Laughing):"Lets get set up first and have a look at the pool."
So I put on some trunks and Haley put on her bikini again. The pool was big and not overfilled. We swam around a little and played a bit, then we chose one corner of the pool with no people nearby and hugged each other, she with her back to the wall of the pool. We made out a bit, Haley had her legs around me and pulled me close. My dick was rubbing against her pussy. I got hard. Looked around. No one paid attention to us. I turned to Haley, she was grinning. And then she grabbed my cock. I never thought she would go so far, so I looked very surprised.
H:"Well you said I should be your sex goddess. Now I am horny. What about you?"
Me:"I could never deny you."
Her hand stroked my cock for a while, then she pull it out of my trunks. She moved her bikini bottoms to the side and before I could say anything, she had my dick inside her. She bit her lip and rolled her eyes.
H:"Damn, I think I just came again... you inside me... in front of all these people.."
We fucked very slowly for a while (otherwise others would have noticed) and when Haley was pleased she told me to step back a little. I did as I was told, pulling out in the process. Then Haley submerged and shortly after I felt something around my dick. She was giving me and underwater blowjob. When she came back up for air she kept stroking me. When she submerged again and blew me again, I came in her mouth. Bubbles rose from her and she came up spitting out water and cum.
H:"Wow I didnt expect that ...so fast.."
Me:"I couldnt hold it any longer... this is amazing."

We made out some more and before we left, I told her to pull up her bikini bottoms so I (and everyone else) could see her camel toe. When we got out of the pool I caught some people looking at us. Especially guys looking at Haley. Exactly what I wanted. When we got to our room, we had to get ready for dinner already. I brought up the first sex toy: a remote-controlled vibrator egg. So in addition to her lovely summer dress in with the multicolored dots and her hot string, she wore a vibrator egg to dinner. And I had the remote control on my phone.

I played with her the whole evening. First I turned it off, until it was time to chose our meals. So when the waiter asked her what she wanted, she answered:"hhhnnhmmm ohhh... I uhhh... .." before ordering some pasta.
When the waiter was gone, I turned it off again to give her some breathing room. Next I turned it on when we got our drinks. I turned it up so much, that she couldnt hold her glass still so she had to put it down. She pressed her thighs together. Then I turned it down. Her head was already red.
H:"I think I just came."
Me:"I dont think it'll be the last time tonight."
She smiled. While we had our main course, I turned the vibrator on, but kept it on the lowest level. It looked like Haley got accustomed to the level of vibration during the meal. Before the waiter came, I turned up the heat again. Haley couldnt stop herself from touching her throat and cleavage. Even when the waiter came, her hand was still on top of her tits. She had her eyes half closed when the waiter asked her how she liked her meal. She said "it was... very very good..." in her erotic voice. I could see the waiter blush and I think he even got a small bulge in his pants.
H:"I just came for the third time... what do I have to do so you turn down the vibrator?"
Me:"Show maximum cleavage. Pull it down so far that I can see a hint of areola."
Her nipples were already super hard. Her tits looked super erotic in that dress, they almost wanted to pop out. I turned off the vibrator.
Me:"Now I want you to start a conversation with the waiter. Doesnt have to be for long, but I want to see if he'll get a boner from just looking at your tits like this."
She played her part well, asking the guy how long he's been working here and if he liked the dress. After the waiter walked away I asked her
Me:"Did you see his boner?"
H:"Yes I did. I'm so turned on right now... lets hurry upstairs.."
We went to our room, ripped off our cloths. I opened the door to the small balcony and pulled Haley to me.
Me:"I'm going to fuck you right here. I want everyone to hear you scream while you get fucked. Everyone shall know that we are having fun."
She smiled and started dancing in the moonlight. Her hair glowed silver-blonde. I could see her goosebumps and erect nipples. Every detail of her body. Then she went down on her knees and blew me. I love it when she keeps eye contact. Then she got up, leaned over the balcony and whispered "take me."
I needed nothing more. I slowly pushed in. Inch by inch I felt her pussy lips around my cock. I fucked her slowly, my hands pulling apart her buttcheeks. I increase the speed. Her moans get louder. I fuck her harder and harder, my balls slapping against her pussy. She is so loud, I can hear a slight echo from the hotel across the street. But she reached her peek, when I put a finger in her asshole. Her "oh yes I'm cumming!" echoed through the night. One final drawn-out moan and I shot my cum into her belly. I turned her around and hugged her. Then I carried her to the bed, laid besides her. She cuddled to me and we fell asleep in seconds.

The next morning I woke up to Haley sucking my cock. When she saw that I was awake, she jumped on my cock and fucked me. I sat up and hugged her while she was riding me. We kissed and fucked for a good 15 min before we both came. We got dressed and went down for breakfast.
That day would be a beach day. When we were about to leave, I made sure that Haley's bikini covered as little as possible. We went to the beach hand in hand. We both wore sunglasses so I could easily keep an eye on the surrounding men. We were walking down the beach with one foot in the water basically, so everyone would be looking at us. I saw several men staring at Haley's ass as we passed them. We found a spot far away from all other tourists and there we put down our stuff and blanket.

We went swimming for a good while, the ocean had just the right temperature. It was a beautiful day. When we came back, Haley wanted to sunbath so I put on some sunscreen. As I caressed her body she moaned softly. I said "stop moaning or I'll get a boner." We giggled. She turned on her back so I could put sunscreen on her front. I removed her bikini top in the process. When I touched her nipples, she moaned again. I removed her bottoms as well and applied sunscreen there. More moans, but Haley looked discomforted. When she tried to put her bikini back on I stopped her.
H:"What? I cant lay here naked! Come on."
Me:"I dont want you to get tan lines. Just cover yourself with your foulard." (Thats a colorful piece of cloth, and almost transparent).
She was still unsure but I insisted. So she laid down with only a foulard covering her nakedness. Just looking at her made me horny. Haley had closed her eyes. She just looked perfect.
From time to time a person would pass by. I could watch them through my sunglasses. The men, even if they were accompanied by their GF's/wifes were just staring at Haley. One even stumbled and almost fell over his own feet. After some time I realised that some of the men came by a second or third time.
When we were all heated up, we went swimming again (for that haley put her bikini back on). I told Haley about the guys looking at her. She blushed but I told her that I love it when other guys see her like that, because they envy me then. She was my sex goddess but others worshipped her as well. She liked that. So when we returned to the beach, I told her to strip naked again and then lay on her belly. She covered herself with the foulard again. When no one was around, I would finger her until she was wet. Then I moved the foulard so that her pussy was visible if you were looking hard enough. I told her how she looked to the others. She giggled and spread her legs even a little bit more. I could see her pussy getting wetter as well. Again, a lot of men came by to worship my goddess. I told her and she said she wanted to go back to the hotel to fuck. Cant say no to that. So I told her she should only put on the bikini bottoms and cover her chest with the foulard. On our way back, every single man was looking at her. When we had returned to our room, we wasted no time and fucked for hours. We took breaks to drink and eat, but other than that I basically was permanently in her. I really enjoyed slow fucking her in every position. It was dinner time when we finally stopped. At dinner, we were romantic like on a first date, eating off each others forks, holding hands, looking into each others eyes for serveral minutes. After dinner we went to bed and cuddled until we fell asleep.

The third day of our trip, I gave a new bikini to Haley. It was a micro bikini, so it barely covered anything. I wanted to try it at the hotel pool first, because there were only a few people there. The bikini top is literally just strings with a tiny bit of fabric to cover nipples and areola. The bottoms are even more revealing. Its literally just strings of fabric, barely enough to cover the asshole and the clit. The string is sinking in between the pussy lips. All in all a bikini worthy of a sex goddess. When we got to the pool, there were just a few people, mostly old men. They were staring at Haley like she really was a goddess. I could see that Haley was insecure, blushing under her sun glasses. We got in the pool and fooled around a bit. Haley had to readjust her bikini often, since it slipped off her nipples all the time. It war really easy for me to slip a finger into her pussy every now and then. By the time we got out of the water Haley was turned on so much that I could see the wetness of her pussy, not covered by her bikini. I told her to get us drinks and that she should walk past the men like it was a catwalk. She did so and I could see her self esteem rise with every step. On her way back I was sure she could order any of the men to do anything and they would jump at her command. Only the women looked jealous, because all the men clearly kept staring.
Haley never looked so good before, she was radiating.

I had an idea. We went up to our room, opened the windows and started fucking right after. I wanted the guys at the pool to hear Haley cry out in pleasure. And she did scream. We decided not to go back to the pool. So we cuddled for a while, watched a movie and went to dinner. For dinner, Haley wore a low cut top and hotpants that barely covered her ass. When we crossed the room to get to our table, I saw a lot of guys looking at Haley lustfully. I recognized most of them from the pool. The corresponding women didnt look so happy.

The next day we wanted to spend at the pool again. Haley wanted to put on the bikini again and of course I didnt say no to that. Mostly the same women and men were at the pool. We had made a plan, to get Haley to walk in front of the men as often as possible. So first she had to get back to our room to get a towel. After we swam, she got drinks from the bar. And then went back to the bar to bring the glasses back. I watched the other people all that time. I think I saw some of the men getting small bulges in their pants. When Haley had passed the men for the seventh time, one of the women got up and went into the hotel. I watched closely as she came back with a guy from the hotel staff. They looked in our direction. I told Haley what I saw and also that she should try to flirt her way out of the incoming situation.

The hotel staffer came to us and said "Ma'am, I have had some complaints."
Haley took off her sun glasses and looked at the man. In her sweetest voice she answered:"Oh? What complaints?" In a dramatic gesture she touched her chest.
He:"Well.." he scanned her body... "the other guests feel that you dress... inappropriately."
H:"Inappropriately? For the pool?"
He:"Well..." he couldnt take his eyes off her. "Yes... the bikini you are wearing..."
H:"Whats wrong with the bikini? It covers my tits"- she touched them -" my vagina.."-she spread her legs-"and also my ass." With that she turned around and gave him a good look at her goods. "So what is wrong with wearing a bikini at the pool?"
He:"I... well..." The blood surely rushed from his brains to his dick. His pants were already bulging. "May.. Maybe it just doesnt cover them well enough..."
H:"Well I think I am well covered."
He:"Still I would like to ask you to put on something else..."
H:"And I would ask you to leave me alone. If you dont, I will file a sexual harassment suit against you and the hotel. I can see your boner. And my husband will support my claim. The way you look at me is inappropriate. Now get out of here. Please."
First the guy just looked puzzled, but then he left.

I grinned. Haley really knew her shit. The women who had gotten the hotel guy in the first place looked even more angry when he left without a result. She went into the hotel again and Haley got up.
Me:"What are you doing?"
H:"You'll see..."
She went to the man of the woman who just left. She talked to him for a bit, touching herself just like she did when she was talking to the hotel guy. She even turned around and bent over too. They laughed together. I got up and slowly walked up to them. As expected, the woman reappeared with another hotel staffer. I took Haley and we jumped into the pool.

When the staffer tried to talk to Haley, she dove to the other side. He slowly walked around the pool, so he wouldnt slip. When he finally almost reached her, she swam all the way back, we got out of the water and into our room. With open windows, we fucked again. I lifted her up, pressed her against a wall. We fucked in that position until my arms got tired. We slow fucked doggystyle for a while then went on to missionary. I blew my load then. We chilled the rest of the day. At dinner we got more angry looks from the woman who wanted to rat us out. Her face went dark red with anger, when her man (lets call him Steve) waved to Haley and she waved back. Over the course of the evening I could see the couple arguing. It ended with her storming off. Btw, Haley wore a skirt and a tank top. When we were done eating and went to the elevator, we spotted Steve at the bar. I told Haley she should flirt with him some more. Haley was reluctant, but I reminded her what a bitch Steve's wife was. So she agreed. I went up to the room and waited for her. After 40 min or so, she came. She was grinning when she told me how she flirted with him. She touched his arm, his hand and laughed with him. He then asked if her husband would feel okay about this. Haley told him "He'll never find out if you dont tell him..." Then she talked to him about his wife. Haley touched his arm some more and as a goodbye even hugged him. After that Steve clearly had a boner she said.
H:"I feel naughty... was that a bad thing I just did?"
Me:"I dont know and I dont really care. It turned me on... thats whats big here."
She laughed. We got naked and had a nice and simple good-night fuck.

On the fifth day on our trip, we decided to go to the beach again. Haley was finally feeling good about using her bikini there. She got so many looks. I then encouraged her to take of the top, which she did. She was clearly the center of attention. We went into the water, going as far away from the other people as possible. She gave me some salty kisses and then grabbed my dick underwater.
H:"I want to fuck you in this ocean right now."
I was happy to comply. Soon I was fucking her from behind, basically in full view of all the other people. Haley tried to hold back her moans but some went through. So after just 5 min we had a lot of attention. Haley knew it as well. I came a minute later and so did she. We stayed in the water for a little longer, then went back to our blanked. Haley was sunbathing again, only covered with her foulard. We went back and forth between swimming and sunbathing until it was already late. We went home and took a shower. We were so late for dinner that most guests were already done.

On the sixth and last (full) day of our honeymoon, Haley was done with showing off, so we stayed in our room the whole day. Here I saw and took my chance.
Me:"Do you want to try something new?"
H:"What are you suggesting?"
Me:"Anal."
Haley thought for a while and then agreed. I got the other sex toys we hadnt used the whole week and started pleasing Haley. I lubed up her ass and a small dildo. I went easy on her ass and made sure that her pussy stayed wet the whole time. Her first anal orgasm came from an vibrator egg with a cord. I pushed it about 2 inches (5cm) in and let it vibrate. Her moans clearly indicated that I had hit a sweet spot. After I had used another dildo on her ass, she was ready to get fucked. I slowly inserted my dick, inch by inch. Haley's high-pitched "Ahh"'s rang in my ears. When I was all in, Haley grunted deeply. I felt her juice running down her and my thigh. I started fucking her ass slowly, then increasingly faster. My balls slapped against her pussy again and again. I would cum soon and when I did, Haley had a squirting orgasm, covering my legs, her legs and the bed in her juice. We collapsed onto the bed and cuddled.
H:"This was the sex-richest week of my whole life."

End of Part 21.

Me and Anna already have some ideas on what to tell next. Vote for your favorite title in the poll (that story will be next).

This will be my first confession and know there will be no nudes or some extravagant tale of how I got with my sister or daughter or what not. This will just be a simple confession of something I need to get off my chest. Before I get started, I will point out that both my current girlfriend and my Ex are under age while I am not but I have parental consent. Be warned, this is a long story.

So here it is. When I was still in school I met this girl in world of warcraft, I was actually introduced to her through her father who I had known for about a year or so in game. She and I hit it off and became really good friends, we would talk about anything and everything, tease each other, overall we just had some really good times. I found out she lived in america, about 1600 km south of where I lived in canada. Eventually I couldn't afford WoW anymore, we kept in touch through facebook but the messages started coming less and less. Then in march of 2012 my mother passed away, I was only 20 so needless to say I was pretty messed up by it. I decided to make a change in my life, I had always been careful about every single decision I'd made so others would approve but from then on, I just wanted to do things for my own happiness. Summer rolled around and finally I got a message from her, for the sake of the story we will call her Jenn. So Jenn messaged me and we got to talking again. It was great, like we never stopped talking. We started talking about what we've been up to, she asked about my mom and such, but something seemed off with Jenn, something was bothering her and she seemed to have changed a little. Anyway we would talk about her boy troubles, you know the common douchebags that only want one thing and when they don't get it they cheat. I gave her some advice on how to get the attention of this new boy she liked and made the joke that if he still didn't want her, I would take her. Not fully serious but she was a very attractive girl and if I had the opportunity I really would. Anyway we kept talking about things here and there, about my job, her school etc. One day Jenn told me she was having problems with her boyfriend, turned out she was now seeing that boy and though they cuddled, they hadn't done it yet, the problem was they had an argument about it, she wasn't ready and he was so that day instead of going to see her like they planned, he payed a visit to his ex girlfriend, I'm sure you all get the picture. So obviously my advice was for her to dump his ass and not waste the tears on him. About a week later Jenn messages me, I could tell she was upset so I answered even though I was at work, she told me she took him back, they had sex and then he blew her off again for his ex and was flirting with another girl. I told her that's why I said to leave him, that he was only after sex and once he got it he would move on to the next trophy. She agreed and dumped him on the spot. We kept talking and I made the joke again that I would take her, although I meant it a little more this time and to my surprise Jenn replied with "can you please?". Just like that it was like a light bulb went off in my head, why not? I was 21 years old with no obligations, no commitments, I wasn't doing anything profound with my life and worse yet, I wasn't happy.

So we started a long distance relationship, I made plans to move to the southern part of Canada so that if I were to go visit here, I could make the trip in one days drive. I got a texting plan on my phone so I could text her instead of always using facebook and of course from there we started sexting. This is about the time when I found out she was only 16... yeah not my brightest moment. But we got past that, we continued sexting, talking, I moved down south. Finally I found out what was different about her since the time we played wow together, it turns out, around the time my mother died, Jenn was drinking at a party and someone was feeding her everclear (and probably something else) Jenn was raped that night by a friend of her sisters, that was her first sexual experience. The night I found out I went to the gym and broke my hand on the heavy bag. So we continued our long distance relationship and I was working on getting a car, Jenn started to get a little more adventurous with our sexting and wanted to exchange naughty pics, obviously I didn't say no. She was magnificent, Jenn had a well toned body from soccer that was just starting to get a little plump because she had been off with an injury, she had long brown hair, beautiful green eyes, a nice sized runners ass, long legs and oh my god that rack! 16 year olds these days, god damn! I convinced her to take a bet that if I could guess her bra size she would send me a tit pic, because at this point all I got was lingerie pics. I took a good look at her pics, noticed the bras she wears are a little tight and came up with 34-C, BINGO! I got my tit pic! I told her she should move up to a D but she was in denial about her boobs getting bigger. So things kept moving along, Christmas rolled around which was when I had hoped to visit her for the first time, but I ended up not being approved for the car loan so I was saving money for a car instead. I could tell Jenn was getting tired of waiting, so I decided I would go for a cheaper car. It was about mid January, I texted Jenn to let her know I was going to look at a car the following Tuesday, she said cool and that was pretty much the most I could get out of her for the next few weeks. Finally, I had my car paid for, it was in the shop getting the safety and e-test done and I was looking forward to driving to Jenn's to surprise her for Valentines day, It was currently only the 6th of February though, that night I went online, ordered a nice bouquet of flowers with a silver heart pendant that was hanging on the vase. The next day I texted Jenn, this is our conversation.

Me (3pm): 1 week ;)

Me (5pm): I hope you'll be home next thursday after school (that's when the flowers were scheduled to arrive and me shortly after)

Me (9pm still no response and she had been doing this for a while): You must be pretty pissed off with me :(

Jenn (9:30pm): I can't do this.

Me: what do you mean?

Jenn: Any of it.

Me: Please don't, I getting things in order, I'm so close.

Jenn: it's not that b

Me: than what?

Jenn: It's me. I'm done. I have this nasty habit of pushing people away. That's what I've done. I'm sorry I'm horrible.

The conversation continues but the last text I ever received from her was "I don't like you anymore" she then blocked me on facebook and blocked my number. Just like that I was tossed to the side like a dirty rag, treated like garbage, feeling disposable and to add insult to injury, the flowers were non-refundable... she still received them on valentines day.

The month before all this I was introduced to my uncles best friend and his daughter, who had just gone through a breakup of her own. We were starting to become friends at this point. Shortly after valentines day I started seeing her, she was my rebound girl, no doubt about it. To this day I am still with her. I am now 22 and she will be 18 at the end of the month. I feel guilty though cause she really loves me but I'm still hurt, I still think about Jenn every night, I can't get her out of my head and it kills me. I just found out Jenn is with someone now, and when I was told, I cried, I hadn't cried since my moms funeral. I never was a crier, I could probably count the number of times I've cried in the last 15 years on one hand, but that hurt.

So that's my story of how I fell in love, only to be thrown away like garbage yet still I want her back. Before anyone asks if I'm gonna share the nudes she sent me, know that they have been deleted. The day she dumped me I deleted all the pictures she ever sent me. Thanks for reading.

Calling all old-timers! I need your help.

I'm trying to figure out the title of the first porn movie I ever saw so that I can try to locate a copy of it. It was a betamax tape in my dad's porn collection, and was produced sometime between 1978-1983.

The movie starts off with two guys sitting at a bar catching up on old times. One of the guys has just gotten a divorce, and is telling his buddy how he always wanted to fuck the couple's babysitter.

So the second guy comes up with this elaborate plan...they're gonna call the babysitter and ask her to come housesit. When she arrives, the two guys have a camera setup so that they can watch her from another room.

Of course, they've left some porn in a tape player, which the babysitter turns on and starts to watch. Then it takes a turn towards completely ridiculous.

Once the babysitter has started watching some porn and rubbing her pussy, one of the guys comes into the room dressed as a maid with a dildo on a silver serving tray. He talks in a feminine voice and tells her that she should use the dildo instead of her hand because it's much more realistic. The man (dressed as a female maid) leaves the dildo on a table and then walks out of the room. So now the babysitter is fuckin' herself with this dildo, and that's when the two guys make their move.

They pop out of the room they were peeping her in and tell her they've been watching her the whole time. The gangbang begins and the babysitter gets properly fucked in all holes.

I loved this video when I was kid for so many reasons...to begin with, the babysitter had her hair feathered and looked sorta like Kristy McNichol in Little Darlings, who I fapped to continuously throughout my adolescence. Also, these guys were using a video camera to peep on a hottie in another room wayyy before the advent of spycams, webcams, and the internet. And last but not least, it was a babysitter scene! I was at that age where fucking the babysitter was the MOST EPIC thing any human being could possibly ever accomplish.

I know it's a long shot, but I've posted this request in several forums. I know there are some real experts here, so I'm hoping I'll have some luck finding the title.

Cheers!

Wait Til Daddy Gets Home

"You stupid little cunt! Just look at what you've done! Don't you cry now, girl, you save that until your father gets home. Now get over to the wall and you just wait, girl, and you pray. You pray for mercy."
Kylie knew what that meant. She picked herself slowly up off the floor, her legs quivering, eyes stinging from tears and mascara. As she made her way to her feet she nearly fell back to her knees. Her pussy was in agony. Her labia felt like it was on fire, but that was far from the worst. The worst pain was in her clit. Every step she took shot a lightning bolt of pain through her clitoris. As she tried to move, the pain built and she felt the world begin to swim. Kylie focused all of her concentration, whatever broken will she had left, on not blacking out. When she came back to herself, she realized that she was still standing upright. More than that, she was actually walking to the corner. She wondered if she really could have been trained so well by these monsters.
She felt her hands raising slowly up above her head. They lowered again just as slowly, just as automatically, this time at the elbow. Kylie placed her hands behind her head, brushing past the the pigtails that Mama and Daddy insisted she wear in her hair. She walked as slowly as she thought would be allowed, fear welling up inside her again, despite how many times she had done this routine. She was approaching the wall; the big, blank, fucking wall.
Kylie came to stop. Her breath began to hitch. The toes of her little red heels, the ones that Mama made her wear, touched the wall softly. She spread her legs and leaned forward. She gently touched her nose, her nipples, and her knees to the wall. She cursed herself, shame exploding inside her, as she started to cry. She cried softly, silently, but even still she had hoped she'd be beyond tears by now. From behind her, she heard Mama giggling at her quietly.
"Look at you. Butt naked and presenting yourself like a fucking baboon. Are you a fucking baboon?" Kylie could hear Mama getting closer as she spoke. She felt completely powerless, shaking all over, her body aching all over.
"Yes Mama." Kylie spoke as loudly and clearly as she could. Mama hated mumblers. She just barely stopped herself from screaming as Mama snatched her hair from behind. Mama wrenched her head back, smiling down at her with absolute contempt. She ran her free hand over Kylie's breasts, trailing slowly down her stomach towards her battered, ruined pussy. Even after all this time, Kelly was still revolted by the woman's touch. Mama leaned in, running her tongue across Kylie's earlobe and whispering viciously.
"Then say it, stupid! I wanna hear the words come out of your little whore mouth." Kylie knew better than to hesitate, even with every instinct in her body telling her to squirm away from the older woman. Instead, Kylie, loudly and clearly, responded,
"I'm a fucking baboon, Mama." Kylie stared straight forward at the wall, keeping her proper posture as much as possible. That was one of the rules of the house. Kylie's heart began to pound hard in her chest as Mama's long, sharp, immaculately manicured nails scratched softly down her mound to the lips of her pussy. Kylie felt herself shaking uncontrollably as the pain in her pussy began to rise again. She was beginning to wonder how much more she could take when Mama pinched her abused, swollen clitoris between her nails. There was no holding back her scream this time. Kylie opened her mouth and let out a noise of pure anguish, somewhere between a scream and a sob. Mama let go of her hair, wrapping her hand around and holding her mouth, stifling her cries.
"Do not use that language with me, you little harlot. I brought you into this world and I am prepared to take you out of it..." She gave Kylie's clit a little pinch, sending a whole new level of pain coursing through Kylie's body, stiffening every muscle in her body. "Now, you're going to apologize to your Mama. Say, 'I'm sorry Mama. I'm a stupid, spoiled, selfish little whore. I deserve everything gives me." She gave Kylie's clit another, tighter pinch, making the damaged, nearly broken girl yelp like a dog. "Say it!"
"I-I'm s-s-sorry... Ma-maahhhh!" Kylie screamed as Mama pinched her again. Her head was swimming again. The pain was just too much. But then the thought of what might happen to her if she passed out and where she might be when woke up swam up through her thoughts. Through her sobs, screams and gasps for air, Kylie fought to get the words out. "I'm a s-s-stupid--Ooohh!--s-s-SPOILED..." The corners of Kylie's vision were begining to go dark. This was it. No more fighting it. Mama looked down at Kylie's face and saw her eyelids begin to dip. Her eyebrows raised.
"And what do you think you're doing?" Mama let go of Kylie's mouth and brought her hand down to Kylie's mound, shoving three fingers with their long, perfectly manicured nails deep inside of Kylie's raw, tight cunt. Kylie, somewhere between awake and unconscious, heard herself screaming as if from somewhere else. "Don't..." Mama hissed, thrusting her fingers hard into the helpless girl, "You..." She withdrew her fingers all the way, this time slamming four into the screaming Kylie, "Pass out!"
Kylie crumpled to the floor, unconscious, her body still twitching from the horrendous abuse. Mama looked down at her motionless form, pulling a handkerchief from her pocket and wiping Kylie's fluids from her fist. Mama pulled a cigarette from her housecoat and a silver zippo lighter. She lit the cigarette, tilted her head back to exhale. She smiled as she reached down to rub her pussy with her free hand. She just couldn't wait to see what Daddy was going to do to little Kylie when he got home.
Kylie, even as she lay unconscious, couldn't seem to escape Mama and Daddy. In her dreams, she play's over and over again the day that they took her...

End of Part 1