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Andy Goes into the Wrong Bedroom - Different Sex Story - Chapter 69 by CopyKatto full book limited free
57 Family Road Trip
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A few years ago my parents decided to take all their children on a cross country road trip to visit all our relatives. I was 19 and a freshman in college at the time so I had been away for the past year. My older sister Karen was 23 and was also attending school. This left only my younger sister Sarah at home. Sarah was 18 and was a senior in high school. She had two weeks off for spring break which was when the trip was going to be. I didn't have any classes that semester but had elected to stay at school anyway. Since I wasn't really doing anything anyway I decided to fly home a week early. My Mom picked me up at the airport and after a lot of hugs and kisses she drove us back to the house where I went to unpack in my old room. After I finished unpacking I went to the living room where I lay down on the sofa and watched cartoons. It didn't take long for me to fall asleep.
I woke up about three thirty in the afternoon to the sound of the front door being closed rather loudly. A few seconds later my little sister Sarah walked in only looking at her I realized that she wasn't so little anymore. In the year that I had been away she had developed very nicely. As I looked her over I saw that she had grown a few inches taller she must have been 5'6 or so and, she had long sexy legs which I followed all the way up to her short black miniskirt past her curvy swaying hips and up to her flat sexy stomach which was clearly visible since she had tied her shirt up in a knot just above her belly button. Then I saw the shirt itself it was a small white t-shirt that she had been pulled very tightly across her chest when she tied it up. It was tight enough for me to see her firm perky nipples protruding out so that it seemed they would burst through her top any second. I would have loved to stare at her all day but just then she saw me laying there and her face broke out into a huge smile. She ran over and swung her leg over me putting a knee on each side of me so that she was kneeling on the couch as well as straddling my chest. Then she leaned forward hugging me as I sat up to meet her embrace. I smiled as we hugged and her shoulder length blonde hair fell around my face.
"I didn't know you were coming so soon!" she said happily.
"Well I would have come a lot sooner if I had known I was gonna get a greeting like this." I told her smiling up at her beautiful face.
She looked down and to my dismay she climbed off me. I sat up making room for her on the couch. She plopped down next to me and gave me another long hug. Smiling I hugged her back smelling her smooth straight hair as I did. I could feel her tits pushing against my chest and it was starting to turn me on. When she finally did let go I had to shift my position a bit to hide my growing hard on from her. We sat on the couch catching up and talking about the coming trip for a few minutes and then she had to go do some homework. As soon as she had gone to her room I hurried to the bathroom put the lid down on the toilet sat down and dropped my pants. By now I was rock hard and in serious need of release but before I had a chance to do anything else there was a knock on the bathroom door. I quickly stood up flushed the toilet and pulled my pants back on. I flipped the sink on for a second and then opened the door. Sarah was standing there bouncing up and down. I had barely opened the door before she rushed in pushed me out and slammed the door closed. As I walked away I heard her sigh loudly as she started to pee. I quickly went to my room and closed the door behind me. I dropped my pants and lay down on my bed. I wrapped my hand around my throbbing hard on shuddering a bit as a wave of pleasure swept through me. I started to pump my hand up and down as my breathing became heavier. I held in a moan as I shot my load into the air. I kept pumping as streams of cum landed all over my shirt. After taking off my cum soaked shirt I lay back down and went to sleep. The rest of the week passed uneventfully.
The day before the trip my older sister Karen flew in and I volunteered to pick her up at the airport. I was waiting at the gate as the passengers started to file out. After about five minutes Karen walked out. She was wearing a loose blue button up blouse and a pair of baggy jeans which I assumed was so she would be comfortable on the flight. She quickly spotted me and her face burst into a huge smile which was framed perfectly by her wavy brown hair. She came running over and gave me a big hug pressing her tits firmly against my chest as she wrapped both arms around me. The hug lasted only a minute or so but it felt like much longer to me.
"How are you?" She asked enthusiastically.
"Fine I can't complain." I told her.
"How is everyone else?" She asked.
"Well Mom and Dad have been busy with work and preparations for this trip and Sarah ...well she is good I guess." I answer laughing a bit.
"Good. Well shall we go and get my bags little bro?" she asked putting her arm around my waist.
I put my arm across her shoulders and we went to pick up her luggage. After getting all her luggage and loading it into the car we decided to stop for lunch before heading home. Since we didn't feel like stopping for too long we decided to drive through a burger place. Karen volunteered to drive and since I had driven to the airport I happily agreed to let her drive home. We headed out and quickly found a place to drive through. We placed our order and drove around to the window to pick up our food. First the guy at the window handed us a bag with our food then he proceeded to hand over the drinks but, his hand slipped and he accidentally spilled a coke all over Karen. I tried not to laugh to much as the manager came to the window and after getting us a new drink and apologizing several times let us have our food free of charge.
"You think this is pretty funny don't you Jeremy?" Karen asked me as she smiled.
"Just a bit." I say smiling back at her.
"Well I am freezing now." She said "Would you mind helping me out here?"
"What am I supposed to do?" I asked laughing a bit as I said it.
"Take this wet shirt off me for starters" She answered as she pulled onto the highway.
"What!" I said incredulously.
"Oh don't be silly Jeremy we are siblings and besides I'm sure you've seen a girl without a shirt before." She said confidently
"Are you sure you don't just want to stop someplace and change?" I asked.
"It would take to long and I am eager to get home. So stop being shy and take my shirt off my nipples are freezing." She replied.
"Ok fine." I said reluctantly.
I leaned over and started to unbutton her coke drenched blouse. As much as I tired not to I couldn't keep my hands from brushing up against her bra as I worked my way down. I could feel my cock starting to grow as I looked at my older sisters red lace bra covered in coke with her nipples hard and pointed from the cold liquid visibly standing out through the material. I tried to think of something else before I got to excited but I couldn't help but stare as I finished with the last button. Karen leaned forward so that I could slip the shirt off her shoulders. Then I helped her remove first one arm then the other. I wadded up the shirt and tossed it in the back.
"Can you get the bra too?" She asked. "Before my breasts get any stickier than they already are"
"Umm... sure I guess" I said while I tried to shift in my seat to hide my erection.
I noticed then that she was wearing a front clasp bra. My cock jumped a bit as I started to unclasp the bra my hands were rubbing against her breasts. She gave an involuntary shudder as I removed her bra and the stickiness of the coke peeled off her hardened nipples. Her tits were beautiful especially since her nipples were hard and red from me peeling her sticky bra off of her.
"Ohhh that is much better" she said blushing a bit at her reactions.
"Glad I could help" I told her as I tried not to stare at her bare breasts.
"Thanks" She says looking over at me and smiling.
When she looked over I noticed her eyes dart down to my crotch and then she quickly looked back at the road blushing a bit but, surprisingly she didn't say anything. At least she didn't say anything for a minute or two and, when she did say something it wasn't at all what I expected.
She said "My pants are soaked too and my ass is getting cold."
"Do you want me to take them off for you too?" I said trying not to sound too hopeful.
"If you don't mind." She said glancing over at me and smiling.
"Not at all" I said smiling back at her.
I reached over and undid the button on her jeans and then pulled the zipper down. Next I pulled her jeans open revealing dark red panties to match her bra. She lifted her ass up and I slid the jeans down revealing her gorgeous ass. I let my hands brush up against her ass as I continued to pull her pants down further. I carefully slid them first over one foot then the other. Now my sister was sitting next to me driving down the highway in nothing but her panties. I was making no attempt to hide my erection now and she was making no attempt to hide the fact that she was stealing glances at it as often as the road allowed.
"These panties are all sticky too" She said in an innocent little voice.
"Well we had better take them off too" I said as I gave my cock a quick rub.
Seeing me rubbing my cock she started blushing again. I stopped rubbing myself and leaned over to take off her panties. As I started to slip her panties down her legs my face was very close to her naked breasts. As I finished taking off her panties I couldn't resist any longer and I started to suck on her left tit flicking her hard nipple with my tongue and sucking on it hard. She started to moan and instead of stopping me like I'd thought she would she arched her back pushing her tit further into my mouth. As I continued to mouth my sister's nipple she started to swerve back and forth in her lane. Someone started to honk at her and I quickly released my vice grip on her nipple giving it on last bite. When I sat back up I noticed a large truck driving to our left with several teenage guys crowding the windows staring at my sister. I suddenly realized that it was them who had been honking and, not because we had been swerving all over the road but because they wanted to get our attention. Karen looked over at me blushing and, I started to blush too as the reality of what we had been doing started to sink in. I didn't exactly feel bad but, I did feel a little awkward. I suspect that Karen felt the same since she didn't ask for any clothes but she didn't try to draw me back to her body either. We drove the rest of the way home ignoring the few drivers that noticed Karen was naked. Luckily no one was home when we arrived. I unloaded Karen's bags while she went inside. After I had finished unloading the bags I went to the living room and sat on the couch to watch some television. A few minutes later Karen walked in and to my surprise she was still naked.
"Couldn't find any clothes?" I asked half jokingly.
She gave me a little smile and then paused for a few seconds as she seemed to consider something. Apparently she made up her mind because she walked over and sat on the couch with me.
"I was thinking." She said quietly. "Since you got to see me naked..."
She let it hang out in the open waiting for my response.
"You want to see me naked?" I asked curiously.
"Yeah why not I mean after all you have seen me." She answered.
"Ok I guess that is fair." I told her "But if I recall I had to undress you."
"You know your right." She said smiling at me seductively.
I sat up straight raising my arms as she reached over and lifted my shirt over my head. Next she unbuttoned my pants undid the zipper and pulled them off me. Now the only thing separating her from my huge hard on was my boxers. She looked at my dick poking up through my boxers for a while then she yanked them down revealing my hard cock standing straight up. She was positively beaming as she cuddled up next to me on the couch holding my arm and laying her head on my shoulder. We sat there cuddling and naked and watched TV for a while. Then she reached down and started stroking my dick up and down with her fingers but, she never took her eyes off the TV. Precum started to build up on the top of my dick as she traced intricate patterns on it with her fingernails. Finally after torturing me with anticipation she wrapped her hand around my shaft and started to jerk me off. I started to moan as she increased her speed. We were both still acting like we were watching the television as my breathing became heavier and her strokes became faster. She started to twist her hand around my cock as she pumped up and down while her free hand had found its way to my balls. I knew I wouldn't last much longer and, apparently so did she because she aimed my cock straight at her face and started to pump furiously. It didn't take long before I started shooting loads of cum onto my sexy sister's naked body. The first stream hit her neck the next hit her right in the mouth. She got hit several more times in the face covering her eyes and cheeks and , as my orgasm wound down I shot quite a few loads onto her hard stiff tits. She smiled at me squinting because of the cum all over her eyes and licked her lips getting a large taste of my cum. Right then I knew that I was really going to enjoy this family road trip...
To be continued...
It was early. Far too early for me to be up but, here I was lying awake in bed. I had woken up during a rather intense dream and just didn't feel much like going back to sleep. Instead I started recalling the events of the previous day. I closed my eyes and watched again as that fateful cup of soda splashed all over my sisters chest. I noticed how quickly her nipples got hard once the cold drink engulfed them in its sticky embrace. The fabric of her blue shirt pushed out by the hard sexy nipples trying to make their way to freedom. Reliving the experience of slowly and playfully stripping the clothes off my sister I watch her face as she tries to discreetly steal glances at the tent in my pants.
My tongue flicks over my lips involuntarily as I recall the taste of her sweet soda coated nipple. The feel of it in my mouth is amazing. Suddenly my thoughts jump ahead to later on that day. I am back on the sofa with Karen's face glued to the TV and her hand stroking my dick. I watch eagerly as she finally turns from the TV and puts her face right in the path of my cum as I shoot stream after stream onto her smiling face and her perfect tits.
"Ahhhh" I let out a contented sigh as my recollection of the days events comes to an end. It's too bad Mom and Dad came home before we could do anything more I thought to myself. Right after I had cum we had heard the car pull up and Karen quickly ran off to take a shower while I pulled my clothes back on as fast as I could. The rest of the night had been fairly normal. The only thing new was the way Karen and I looked at each other across the dinner table. We both knew we wanted more but, we also knew we would have to wait. So we had both turned in early for the night. Probably hoping that sleep would bring the following day faster so that we might have more fun together. Although I had to admit it was going to be difficult to do anything more with her today. Especially since everything was already packed up and loaded in the car ready to go. Dad is going to want to leave as soon as breakfast is over so that we can make it to our first stop sooner.
Sure enough things went exactly as I predicted. We all got up absurdly early, ate breakfast, and then headed out to start our journey. Walking out to the drive way I watched both my sisters walking arm in arm in front of me and I couldn't help but admire how beautiful they were. We made it to the car far to quickly and I reluctantly tore my eyes away from the swaying asses in front of me. What I saw when I looked at the car though made me burst into a huge smile. Dad had loaded all of our luggage into the middle seat of the big SUV. Which meant that all three of us kids would have to sit in the back seat and, the luggage was piled so high that we would be almost completely invisible to our parents up front..
I couldn't help but think that the odds of having more fun in the car with Karen had just shot up astronomically! Of course Sarah would still be back there but she would probably sleep at some point and we could always cover up with a blanket if we needed to.
"Honey, I honestly don't know why you packed it this way. We won't be able to see the kids at all." Mom was saying as she looked disapprovingly at her husband.
"I've told you already." He answered back "It helps us get better fuel economy"
My mother's frown deepened as she and my Dad climbed into the front seats still arguing the finer points of loading a car. This left me, Karen, and Sarah to pile into the backseat. Karen climbed in first and, I followed close behind feigning a slip so that I had an excuse to give her ass a quick grab. Once we finally got in our seats she gave me a playfully amused look until Sarah hopped in after me and pulled the door shut. Looking up at the front I couldn't even see my parents over the stack of suitcases and duffel bags piled in the seat in front of us. Looking back I saw that a pile of pillows and several blankets had been thrown in the rear of the vehicle in case anyone got tired. Although I was already thinking up much more naughty uses for them.
"Everybody ready?" Dad called back cheerfully
"Yeah lets get going" I called back eager to get started myself.
As the car started to move I leaned back into my seat and stretched my legs out amazed at how much room the back seat provided even with three people seated there. It wasn't long before Sarah informed us that she was still tired and wanted to lay down. I pulled a pillow out of the back for her. Putting her pillow against the window she spun sideways to face me and slid down the seat. As she slid down the seat her shirt was getting stuck on the leather causing it to slowly slide up farther and farther from the yellow skin tight boy shorts she had squeezed herself into for the trip . The closer she slid to me the further up her shirt went and, since she already had her eyes closed I was free to stare unrestrained as inch after inch of her beautiful skin was revealed to my hungry eyes. She let her ass bump into me before she stopped leaving her entire mid section exposed all the way up to where her shirt bunched up at the bottom of her breasts. She positioned her legs across me so that one leg was on either side of my massive hard on and her feet were almost in Karen's lap. Luckily she hadn't put a leg down on my throbbing cock which was straining uncomfortably at the fabric of the pajama pants I was wearing.
A dark stain of precum was already visible where the tip of my cock pressed firmly against my pants a mere inch or two from the bare sexy leg of my little baby sister. I was trying to decide how best to reposition to avoid any problems when a light touch on my shoulder reminded me that Karen was still sitting right there next to me. I found myself wondering if she had been watching Sarah's inadvertent strip tease too. I turned to face her and was met with something unexpected. A kiss but, not a quick playful little peck a very forceful and very passionate kiss. Her lips pressed against my own and her tongue quickly forced my lips apart leaving me momentarily stunned as her hand found mine and quickly pressed it against the luscious mound of her breast. She patiently squeezed my hand in hers helping me cop the first few feels of her magnificent tit.
Finally my brain caught up with what was happening and I began to massage her breast on my own. My tongue leapt forward to battle with Karen's for control of the kiss. She let out a low moan of approval that I knew my parents wouldn't hear but, I worried Sarah might. Fortunately she already seemed to be asleep. The kiss was amazing and it lasted what seemed like hours but it was extremely frustrating not being able to pull Karen right up against me. Not getting to feel her body on mine. I wanted to feel her grind against me as our tongues dueled. I wanted to feel her firm naked tits harden against my bare chest as they were exposed to the cool air. I wanted all of these things and more but I couldn't have any of them. It would never work in the car and especially not with Sarah's legs draped over me. It was hard enough for us just to kiss without bumping into or brushing against our sister's lovely body.
Karen didn't seemed to worried about it though. She kissed eagerly, seemingly oblivious to her sisters feet resting just half and inch from her breast as she leaned over them during our steamy make out session. I decided if Karen could through caution to the wind then so could I. I temporarily released Karen's breast and slid my hand down her stomach . Then slipping my hand underneath Karen's shirt I slowly felt my way along the flat smooth skin of her midriff until I made it back up to her sensational chest. Taking her breast back in my hand I could feel the warmth of her skin and the rapid beating of her heart. I was glad she had decided to go braless today as it was making things much simpler. She never missed a beat as I tried to up the ante with my risky hand move. She just kept right on kissing me like we would never get to kiss again but , both of us knew we were not being careful enough. If Sarah were to wake up there would be no way for us to move apart quickly enough nor would there be a way to explain why I had my hand under Karen's shirt.
Of course Karen didn't seem to mind. In fact she seemed to enjoy making things more interesting. After a few minutes of my hand massaging under her shirt she slid her hands off of me to reach down and lift her shirt up over her head. I leaned back with a huge grin on my face as I watched her throw the shirt behind the seat to show me that she wasn't afraid to take some risks and add to the excitement. With a little wink she lifted her breasts up pushing them together at the same time causing my cock to jump a little in my pants. We both looked immediately over to Sarah's face but she was still fast asleep. Turning back to Karen I noticed her repositioning herself so that she was on all fours with her face right in front of mine.
Karen's new position made it slightly awkward as we resumed kissing but, her intentions were quickly made clear. She slid one hand into my lap right between Sarah's legs and grabbed my cock through my pants. Giving it a few gentle squeezes Karen forced my head back into the seat kissing me more wildly than before as she slipped her hand through the slit in the front of my pajama pants. I couldn't help but shudder as her cold hand slipped around my warm cock and pulled it through the hole. Now we were really pushing it. Karen was topless and perched doggy style over my fully exposed and painfully erect penis which was quivering just inches from our young sleeping sisters long slender legs. I was nervous! I was terrified! I was thrilled and, no matter how worried I was about getting caught I didn't want it to stop. All of the risk just served to turn us both on more and more. I knew Karen felt the same because as I was sorting through my racing thoughts she had already lowered herself down to cock level. She broke me out of my pondering with a long slow lick up my dick from the base all the way to the tip where she greedily flicked a drop of precum up into her waiting mouth.
"Ohh God you taste good!" Karen Purred sounding genuinely surprised. "I am gonna have to get some more of that."
Leaning down she once again licked up my shaft only this time when she got to the top she quickly engulfed my cock in her mouth until I was pressing against the back of her throat.
"Mmmm she moaned" softly sending vibrations coursing through my pulsing manhood. Ever so slowly she started to bob her head up and down on my shaft and, it was all I could do not to lift my hips up to meet her mouth in it's delicate work. She kept her tempo just slow enough to keep me from cumming but, just fast enough to keep me right on the edge. Her skill was undeniable as she put me through the most enjoyable kind of torture.
"Karen you...you are amazing but please let me cum. I need it so bad." I begged
"Hmm nnn" she said shaking her head no and, causing the head of my cock to swirl around the inside of her mouth. Just barely scraping her teeth. The movement and the extra contact were almost enough to put me over the edge but, her practiced tongue quickly adjusted the frequency of it's licks and, the timing of her mouths constant sliding on my dick slowed to the point where I was stuck waiting on the edge of release once again.
I found my gaze wandering over to Sarah whose legs were the only thing keeping me from grabbing onto Karen's head, shoving my cock down her throat, and filling her belly with my seed. Still even though she was keeping me from getting my sweet sweet release I wouldn't want her to move. Her presence was making things much more erotic. I was very aware of her legs on my lap. I could see her smooth skin come and go under strands of wavy brown hair with each bob of Karen's head. Her bare stomach was completely exposed to me all the way up to the base of her breasts. Her face was peaceful as she slumbered innocently next to us. Her big sister giving the most amazing incestuous blow job right between Sarah's legs.
It was then that I had a deliciously wicked Idea. Reaching over with my right hand I lightly gripped the bottom of Sarah's shirt just below her right breast. Being very careful not to move to fast I deftly lifted her shirt up and over her tit. Surprisingly Sarah had decided to go braless today as well Glancing back at Karen I saw that even though she was still bobbing up and down on my dick her eyes were glued to the freshly exposed flesh of Sarah's young tit. Karen smiled up at me as best she could with a mouthful of cock and, then looked meaningfully towards Sarah's other breast. The one that was still covered...for now. I moved my hand to Sarah's shirt slightly more confident this second time around. I gently lifted it up and deposited it on the other side of Sarah's left breasts.
"Mmm! Tose ook ummy!" Karen said as her lips were gliding down my glistening cock.
"They sure do look yummy!" I agreed slightly distracted by the aching of my balls and the throbbing of my over teased manhood.
"I tell you what Karen. If I reach over and touch one of her tits will you let me cum?" I asked hopefully although I wasn't sure if I hoped she'd say yes or if I wanted her to say no. It was a crazy thing to even suggest but I was desperate by now. I could see Karen thinking it over in her head as she continued her mouth continued performing it's task with a level of expertise I had never before experienced.
I could tell the idea was turning her on. Her eyes blazed with lust but, still she took her time answering. Whether she was really thinking about it or she just didn't want to give up sucking on my cock just yet I'm not sure. Eventually though she gave me a wink and said
"I will get you off if you play with them."
That was a bit more than I felt safe doing but my brain was not strong enough to over rule my dick at this point. So before I knew it I had my hand placed on one of Sarah's lovely tits. The smooth pale skin of her breast felt good in my hand. The breast itself was nice and firm not sagging in the least. Not surprising since she Sarah was barely eighteen and her breasts were large but not excessively so. Her nipples were long and pointed straight out just begging to be played with and so I took one between my finger and my thumb and began to play with it gently at first but, found myself growing bolder as Karen began to increase the speed of her sucking. Sarah opened her mouth slightly letting out a deep breath but she didn't wake up. I could feel Karen pushing herself further and further down with each stroke until finally she was taking eight of my ten inches down her throat. It didn't take but a few more deep gulps like that before I started shooting stream after stream of cum down Karen's hungry throat.
I could feel her purring with satisfaction as she slid up some to let me fill her mouth with my apparently delicious juices. Finally the last few drops oozed out into her overflowing mouth and I let out a great sigh of relief. My cock exhausted by the marathon blow job quickly wilted back into my pants. Karen had cum running down her chin and she proudly opened her mouth to show me the massive load I'd left inside.
"Mmm you gonna swallow it for me sis?" I asked hopefully
Karen shook her head no to my disappointment but, then she did something I would never have expected. She crawled over me positioning herself directly above Sarah. Leaning down Karen placed her lips about three inches above Sarah's and then slowly let all of the cum slide out of her mouth. It slowly oozed down into Sarah's sleeping mouth some of it landing on her lips. Surprisingly Sarah hardly stirred at all and after Karen had let the cum all fall out Sarah gulped and swallowed reflexively her body reacting to the cum even while she slept on unaware. Slowly Karen leaned closer giving Sarah a gentle kiss on the lips and licking up the stray cum from her chin. The she reluctantly moved away carefully sliding Sarah's shirt back over her breast before shifting back across me and into her own seat once more.
I looked at her smiling. My cock was hard again and poking once again at my pants.
"That was the hottest thing I have ever seen!" I whispered excitedly
She smiled back "What should we try next?" she asked playfully.
"What should we try next?" Karen asked playfully. The question echoed playfully within my head unleashing a slew of deviant desires that I'd never before dreamt possible. Unfortunately before my racing mind could settle upon a properly perverse plan for what to do next I felt the car begin to slow as Dad pulled off the highway.
Karen silently slipped her tongue into my mouth for one more kiss before climbing over the seat into the pile of pillows and blankets in search of her formerly forsaken top. Shifting my gaze out the window I realized we were pulling into a highway rest area. Just as Dad eased into park, Karen maneuvered her now fully clothed body back over the seat and settled herself next to me.
Unable to follow as Karen and my parents exited the car I remained stuck, contentedly, under Sarah's slender legs as she slumbered on. It still amazed me that she hadn't woken after all Karen and I had done to her enticingly lithe young body. My Curiosity about the matter was short lived though as Mom poked her head in the open door to say "Oh, Hun you can go ahead and climb out for a stretch. Sarah took a very strong sleeping pill before we left, and won't be up for hours". "Sarah takes sleeping pills...why didn't she say anything?" I asked, trying not to let my excitement show.
"Well she is a little embarrassed that she needs them. You know how she can be. Don't tell her I told you, Ok? I just didn't want you to be stuck in there."
"Sure thing Mom I won't say anything to her" I replied as I slid myself out from under my sister's legs.
Stepping out of the car I lifted my arms overhead to stretch out my muscles. Unable to stifle a yawn after my long stretch I set out in search of the restroom with my mind tangling into knots contemplating all that had happened and all that still could. We spent ten minutes or so at the rest stop before Dad let everyone know it was time to pile back into the SUV. Heading towards the exciting possibilities of the car I found myself walking behind Mom and Karen whose conversation I couldn't help but overhear.
"Karen sweetie would you mind riding up front and navigating for your father so that I can nap for a bit?" Mom asked using her sweetest Mom voice. Doing her best to contain her disappointment at being denied more back seat merriment Karen reluctantly agreed to the seat swap. Fairly disappointed myself I sped up to pass them and climbed in ahead of my cock blocking mother, and slid myself back under Sarah's waiting legs. Mom hopped in after me smiling at how cure she found Sarah sprawled out over my lap. If she only knew that right then her sleeping daughter's exposed belly was full of my cum. Cum delivered by her other daughter's talented mouth. My face split into a huge grin at the filthiness of it all.
Five minutes down the highway my hopes were rekindled when Mom decided she'd sleep better lying down and quickly disappeared into a cocoon of blankets behind the seat. Finding myself in a semi-private situation with my little sister, who seemingly would sleep through anything, I began to form a plan. Eager as I was a few minutes of patience to allow Mom to drift off ensured no intrusions for the foreseeable future. Mom's soft snoring was all the incentive I needed to set my plan in motion. Slowly, I reached over to once again raise Sarah's top over her bare breasts. Her perfect tits begged my touch and teased my imagination. Restraining my urges, for now, I grasped each side of her tight yellow shorts and gently slid them down to her knees. My eyes feasted on a well trimmed tuft of blonde hair and a deliciously tight little snatch. My cock was throbbing and my pants were again being soaked with precum. Wasting no time I slipped out of my pants freeing my cock. Luckily Sarah's pillow against her window blocked any easy view from passing cars. Sliding further over with my cock poking up between her legs I squeezed my aching hard on in between her thighs and right up against her exposed pussy. It was tricky with her shorts around her knees, but finally the base of my cock was slightly parting her pussy lips as the head stood eagerly oozing precum high over her cute blonde pubes. Everything was ready for the next part of my plan. I grabbed my phone held it to the side of my cock angled towards Sarah's face and snapped a pic.
Checking out my own handiwork I had to admit the picture came out perfect since it was taken from near her feet and at just enough of an angle that everything from her tits to her pubes brushing my cock was clearly visible. Smirking at my own deviousness I opened a new text to Karen, wrote 'Miss ya back here', attached the pic, and hit send. It didn't take long for Karen to reply. Her text read 'OMG! That is so fucking Hott! If she wakes up she will freak!'
Knowing that her heavy duty sleeping pill meant she wouldn't be likely to wake I decided to push things further. Reaching back careful not to wake Mom I grabbed another pillow to block the other side window then got to work. First her shorts then her top slipped effortlessly off leaving my little sister, who apparently didn't believe in underwear lying completely naked with my hard cock between her slender toned legs. Lifting her hand from between her side and the seat I positioned her fingers around my cock, and was about to take another picture when a better idea surfaced. Switching my phone to video and hitting record I started to lower and raise my hips. If her sleeping face hadn't been in the frame it would have looked like she was jacking me off with her thighs and hand. After ten seconds I ended the recording, attached it to a text, and wrote 'what's the matter...scared? Didn't seem to worried when spit a load of my cum down her sleeping throat sis ;) '
Waiting for Karen's reply it was obvious that even deep in a pill induced slumber Sarah's body was responding to my attention. The side of my ten inch cock was coated with her warm juices and even with my movements halted her sweet nectar continued to flow against my manhood and down onto my lap and balls. Reveling in Sarah's unwitting arousal I almost jumped when my phone buzzed its announcement of Karen's response.
K 'You are so bad! I am so wet for you...put it between her tits for me : ) '
Having anticipated Karen making a request my response was already ready.
J 'Only after you flash me'
K 'WTF how am I suppose to do that? Dad is right there!"
Again I already knew what to say I wrote 'You'll figure something out :p' , snapped a pic of Sarah after putting her top back on, attached it, and fired off my ultimatum. 'Karen shot back 'No! Don't dress her...ok ok I'll do it. Just give me a minute.'
It took a whole ten minutes but finally a pic arrived and I couldn't help smiling. Karen had fully unfolded a road map and used it to hide her luscious tits fully exposed to the camera as she stuck her tongue out at me. My hard on twitched happily against my younger sister's pussy which responded with a renewed deluge of her already abundant essence. Karen obviously thought I'd been counting on her backing down so I wouldn't have to go further with Sarah. Unlike me she didn't have a clue about the sleeping pills. That knowledge gave me a distinct edge in this game of tit for tat an edge which I would push as far possible. So without any hesitation I stripped Sarah's top back off, slid out from under and between her legs, and straddled her waist. The feeling of lowering my dick between those big perky tits while recording it for Karen was amazing. I couldn't resist squeezing them together and pumping my long hard dick between them. Stopping after a few seconds of titty fucking my sister I zoomed in on the glob of precum my cock had left on her chin, ended the recording, attached it to a text, wrote 'Too bad you won't get to see me explode on her face sis :p' and hit send. Karen replied
K 'Please! Jeremy you have to show me : ( '
J 'IDK...I've already shown you a lot. What can you show me in return?'
K 'Dad is right here and I can't use the map again...'
J 'Oh well, I'll just go ahead and finish without showing you : ('
K 'WAIT! What do you want me to do?'
J 'What are you willing to do?'
K 'Anything but don't get me caught by Dad'
J 'I can't control if you let Dad catch you so no deal.'
K 'Fine just tell me what you want...I'll do anything'
J 'I want a pic of you licking your nipple'
K 'If I do then you will cum on Sarah's face and video it for me right?'
J 'One pic won't earn you that but it will be a start'
K 'No fair! It's way harder for me up here.'
J 'You said you'd do anything...better hurry if Mom or Sarah wake then you'll lose your chance.'
K 'You are making me so horny! Fine I'll do it."
Surprisingly it only took Karen a couple of minutes to pull it off. The pic showed her shirt pulled up over her tits with one lifted up to allow her long tongue access to her hard round nipple. In the background was Dad with his head turned away as he checked the next lane over before switching into it. My balls were throbbing. I couldn't believe how brazen she had been. She was obviously turned on enough to be pushed further.
J 'Ok sis now I want a video of you fingering yourself'
K 'Ok, let me figure out how and I will.'
After several minutes of waiting I could no longer sit there unmoving with my cock between my little sister's tits. Starting my phone's video recorder for when Karen earned it I began to slowly slide my cock between Sarah's tits which immediately began to perk up. Her nipples hardened under my thumbs playful circling as I squeezed her firm mounds around my cock, still slick from her excessive wetness earlier on. The sensations I was feeling titty fucking Sarah were intense and my speed increased rapidly as I felt myself drawing ever closer to inevitable release. Making sure to keep the camera aimed true I began to whisper to Karen "When you watch this Karen I want you to know I am doing this for you". With that I could hold back no longer. My balls tingled and tightened and a deep moan escaped my lips as I blasted the largest load I'd ever shot all over my sleeping sister's face. The first few streams launched so far that massive globs coated her lovely blonde hair leaving long thick trails down across her forehead. The second set covered her from eyes to chin so much so that I wondered if she could breathe, but still more erupted drenching her face even more completely. When my orgasm finally subsided I had no idea how long it had lasted or how loud I'd been and Sarah was sucking in mouthfuls of my cum just to breathe. I watched as huge puddles disappeared into her sleeping mouth. Panic started to set in as I worried that this might be too much and she would wake or that my Mom would wake from her nap to a situation I'd have no way of explaining. Quickly shutting off the recorder I used a pillow case to clean Sarah up as best I could stashing it under the seat after. I knew she'd wake up with sticky hair and a salty taste in her mouth, but she would have no idea why and for some reason that turned me on again. I couldn't help but get hard again as I went about dressing her and myself.
Once everything was back in order I plugged my headphones into the phone and hit play on the video I'd just made. Watching my handiwork was incredibly arousing and just as I feared I'd grunted and groaned loudly when I lost myself in my orgasm. Lucky for me Mom hadn't woken and now that the risk was past I knew my loudness would only serve to turn Karen on even more when she watched an insane amount of cum engulf our little sisters innocent face. Since I still hadn't received a video from Karen I decided to rest my eyes. Almost instantly I was asleep, and the next thing I knew Dad was waking me up with a firm shake of my shoulder saying "Jeremy come on get up we are grabbing a bite to eat so you might want to change out of your sleep pants".
Awareness slowly crept into my mind and I found that everyone else was already gone. Digging into the luggage I slipped out of my pajama pants and into a pair of basketball shorts not bothering with boxers. Sliding out of the car I took a moment to adjust to the brightness then headed into the cheap diner Dad had chosen for lunch. Before I even made it to the table I could see Karen glaring at me over her menu so I promptly took a detour to the men's room to check my phone. Not only had Karen sent me a video she had also followed it with a string of inquisitive and then angry messages about my silence. Opening the video attachment I popped in my headphones and after making sure the door was locked hit play. The video started off with Karen and Dad chatting about when and where to stop for lunch. Pouncing on the opportunity Karen casually mentioned she wanted to change if they would be getting out for lunch and asked if Dad would cover his right side view so she could do so. Reluctantly Dad agreed telling her to hurry so he wouldn't wreck. After fishing out some clothes Karen got a shot of Dad driving with one hand on the side of his face blocking his view. She then used her free hand to slip out of her bottoms and then her top. This left her entirely naked next to Dad who she panned over to show was still covering his peripheral vision. Focusing back on her naked body Karen silently spread her legs and slowly dipped two fingers inside her obviously wet snatch. Her fingers slid in and out reaching deeper with each slow thrust but after only a few seconds the show ended and Karen slid herself into a blue sundress, again with no under garments, then sucked her fingers clean for the camera and ending the recording with a wink.
Now I understood why she looked so mad. She had gone all out for me and assumed that since I'd fallen asleep she wouldn't be getting her promised reward. Once she saw what I'd done for her I knew she would forgive me. All that I had to do was decide when and how to show her..
58 A Chance Encounter With Ben's Aunt
Mrsouthernlust
A chance encounter with Ben's aunt leads to some late night fun!!!
Ben was in the kitchen, finishing his nightly chores of washing the dishes, when his mom walked into the room. Janet was in her late 30's, and was in spectacular shape, sporting an hourglass figure with shoulder length auburn hair, brown eyes, a golden brown tan and sensual thick lips. She had beautiful large breasts, a firm tight round ass molded on a 5' 5" frame and worked out constantly to keep her body toned to offset the effects of getting older. She had married his father when she was 19 and Ben was born a year later, on their anniversary.
"Hi kiddo, hurry up and finish those dishes cause your aunt Cindy is coming over in a little bit." She smiled and walked over to the sink, where he was on the last plate.
"Okay, mom. When did she get back home?" He asked.
"A few hours ago. I just got off the phone with her."
"Oh, I didn't hear the phone ring." He couldn't believe he hadn't heard the phone but he was in his own little world while he washing the dishes, thinking about work and his relationship with his girlfriend, that was slowly falling by the wayside.
Ben was 19 and 6' 3" and had brown hair and baby blue eyes. His muscles were like that of a bodybuilder from playing football in High School. His father, Joe, wasn't even 6 feet tall and neither were any of his grandparents. Ben just thought of himself as very lucky to turn out as tall as he did.
Ben's aunt had gone to Canada for a few days, with her boyfriend of one year, to visit his family. She had been looking forward to getting out of Oklahoma for a while and to her it was like going on an adventure. Her previous husband never ventured far from home and she enjoyed how Barry was so out going.
"Joe," His mom called out.
"Yeah honey?" His father's deep, almost animal-like voice answered from the living room.
"Are you gonna stay up for a little longer before heading off to bed, so we can visit with my sister, when she gets here?"
"It's 9:05 now, what time will she get here cause 4:30 comes early?" He asked. Joe was a lead maintenance man for a plant in town and he had to start work every morning at six. It wasn't the greatest job in the world, and he usually put in more than 50 hours a week but it was good money and that is what counted.
"She said she would be here by 9:30." She answered with delight. Aunt Cindy was always punctual and hated being late.
"I can stay up for another hour." He replied.
"Great baby, I'm gonna come sit in there with you in a minute."
"I'm so happy that your aunt has finally met someone who is more on the same wavelength as her because she had been so down in the dumps with your uncle for years and I hated seeing her so sad." His mom looked at him, her face reflecting the content and joy that was in her heart for her sister. "Well I'm headed for the living room to watch another one of those cop shows with your father, that he is so into." She laughed and disappeared into the living room.
Ben bounded up the stairs for his room, and sat down on his bed, grabbed the remote to his stereo, turned it on and listened to a rock station. One of his favorite songs from Limp Bizkit was playing and he laid back on his bed, letting his mind wander about his aunt Cindy. He had always had a crush on her since his early teens, when boys' thoughts start to turn to sex and their hormones are like uncontrollable caged animals.
In Ben's opinion his aunt was so sexy, even though she was very petite, with small breasts and a small ass that was still shapely. The similarities between his aunt and mother were few and far between. They were the same height, took care of themselves religiously and were both very energetic but everything else about them was contrasted. While his mom was tanned, she was creamy white, almost pale in complexion and unlike his mom, she was very skinny. Aunt Cindy had small tits, b-cup at the best and a small ass, while his mom's breasts were large c-cups and she had a curvaceous butt. Cindy was 43 and his mom was just 39. Besides her flaming red hair, his aunt's personality was also vastly different from his mothers. His mother was devoted to her husband and the words wild and uninhibited weren't even in her dictionary, unless it came to his father. On the other hand, Cindy's personality had no restraints and she came off too many as very slutty acting, except in the eyes of his mother.
This very trait of his aunt is what attracted Ben to her and gave him many hard-ons in the past and many awesome fantasies that led to great sessions of jacking off. He knew it wasn't just his uncle Frank's fault for their marriage crashing down around them. Ben had heard many rumors from other family members that aunt Cindy had been sleeping with other men but his mom denied believing in what she called "A bunch of bullshit."
Ben was already being sucked into another fantasy of him and his aunt, when his mom snapped him out of it.
"Ben your aunt is here!" At first her voice seemed distant, almost inaudible. "Ben, did you hear me?"
"Be down in a minute." He yelled back. When Ben stood up, he noticed his cock was semi-hard from imagining himself pounding his aunts' pussy. He took a deep breath, and brought himself back to reality and headed slowly down stairs, his penis becoming more flaccid with each step he made.
When he reached the bottom, he was immediately met by his aunts' outstretched arms and she embraced him in a hug, crushing her small dainty frame against his large muscular one. The heat that ebbed from her body filled up every ounce of his very being, magically traveling its way downward to his loins, igniting his young hormones, sending them into overdrive, and the sweet smell of her perfume waffled his senses . If she hadn't broke the hug, he thought for sure he was going to get another erection right there.
"Hey handsome, how's my favorite nephew?!" Her voice was like electricity in the air and his body was the conductor that it traveled through. "I missed you. Come on follow me."
He followed her, his eyes glued to her black jeans that were so tight that you could bounce a quarter off her firm little ass. She wore a loose black t-shirt to match. She led him into the living room, where his parents resided. He noticed the tv was off but no Barry.
"Where's Barry, aunt Cindy?" He asked, his eyes searching the immediate area of the house that surrounded him. Wherever Cindy was, Barry was usually nearby, like a kid and his puppy.
"He was to pooped to come with me after all the driving." With that statement, Ben knew that despite Barry being 13 years younger than Cindy, he still couldn't keep up with her limitless energy.
They sat beside each other on the love seat, across from his parents, who sat on the couch. She sat close to him, so close he could hear her breathing. He still couldn't believe how close she was to him and once again his dick was feeling the affects of the entire situation. He glanced over at his mom and dad and they're expressions didn't convey any suspiciousness.
All four of them sat for over an hour, talking about her trip to Canada and everything that happened on the home front while she was gone. Ben could see in her eyes and hear in her voice, that she enjoyed being with Barry.
"Well, it's nearly 11:00 and it's time for me to go to dreamland because unfortunately 4:30 comes way to early." His dad said in a drowsy lifeless voice. "I'm glad you had a great time Cindy and you be careful going home."
"Thanks Joe and you get some shut eye." She said to him as he got up from the couch kissing Ben's mother, and they exchanged hugs and goodnights to each other, then he walked out of the room.
Until nearly midnight they all three talked more, and then Ben's aunt broke the conversation by saying she better hit the road and get home because she to, was getting tired
"Sis you have a safe trip home and give me a ring tomorrow, okay." Janet said. " I think I'll turn in myself."
"You'll hear from me in the morning, little sis." Cindy loved calling Janet, little sis.
"Love ya, sis." Ben's mother said, hugging her tightly.
"Love you to, little sis." Cindy reciprocated the warm affectionate words.
"Hey handsome, why don't you walk me to my car?" Ben's aunt said to him, from behind gleaming white teeth and beautiful red lips.
"Okay." Ben answered, smiling back at her, showing off his equally pearly white teeth.
"You two don't be out in this cool weather long." His mother said sternly, like she was mother to both of them.
"Oh, we'll be fine." Cindy said without a worry in the world.
Ben followed his aunt out into the cool October night, shutting the front door gently behind them. A wonderfully pleasant breeze was rustling through the trees, whipping the falling leaves about playfully and the stars shone bright, like candles, millions of miles away. The cool breeze felt like tiny needles, pricking both their bodies and when his aunt turned to face him he couldn't help but notice her erect nipples under her t-shirt. It was then he realized, that she wasn't wearing a bra. He desperately hoped that she hadn't noticed his leering stare on her tits.
"Wish I had brought my coat with me, buddy." He heard her words splitting the silence in half, like a sharp knife cleaving a piece of paper.
Finally he spoke. "Look at me, I have shorts on."
"Yeah, I bet all three of your legs are getting cold." She giggled and looked down at his legs and crotch, then back at his shocked face.
"Huh," was all he could say.
"Oh, relax Ben. Let's go sit in my car."
"Okay." Ben managed to say, in a crackling, raspy voice.
They walked over to her mustang, and she unlocked the doors with the keyless remote and they hopped in, closing the doors behind them. He liked her canary yellow mustang and had always wanted to take it out for a spin since he first laid eyes on it. She put the key in the ignition, and cranked the car and turned on the heat.
"There, that should warm us up... a little that is." She spoke in a devilish voice, that was only matched by her beaming, impish smile.
"So, how are things with you and your girlfriend, Amy?" She looked at him, grinning and rested her hand on his.
He took a quick glimpse down at her hand, swallowed hard and began breathing harder. He felt his cock stir within the confines of his shorts and boxers. From where they were sitting, they couldn't be seen by anyone in the house, since her car was on the other side of his dad's truck.
"We're not doing so well. We had a fight about a week ago and she won't return any of my calls." Her hand was now slowly rubbing his hand and clutching his fingers. He felt the blood rushing more, and more into his hardening penis and it was already semi-erect. It ached to be released from its captivity.
"I'm sorry honey, a young, sexy guy like yourself has got to have feelings and needs." Her voice was really subtle and soft, as her delicate fingers were now massaging his leg just above his kneecap.
"I... I... I sure do." He was going nuts from her deliberately naughty and aggressive style. He hadn't had a shortage of girls before Amy but most of them were just cheerleaders that he fucked since he was on the football team and a very popular player at that. So none of them were his girlfriends and when he got together with Amy it was different because he was committed to her.
His aunt's hand was now on the inside of his leg, very close to his now fully hard cock. The whole atmosphere inside the car, coupled with the heat, was almost to much for him to endure. They were both breathing heavily, and neither of them uttered a word, even as her hand slid closer and closer to his cock.
She stared directly at his cock, and with the help of the illumination of the stars outside, she could make out its silhouette and her mouth opened then she licked her strawberry red lips... the whole time his attention was dead set on her face. It was then she raised her eyes to meet his, her face screaming lust and he sensed it. He just couldn't believe that this whole episode was unraveling right before him. His engorged cock made it hard to think of anything, except ripping his aunt's clothes off and fucking her brains out. He couldn't remember the last time he was that horny.
"I want you now, Ben." Her hand reached its desired destination on the fabric that kept his cock prisoner from the outside world and she wrapped her fragile hand around its steely hardness. "Oh my god... it has to be at least 8 inches long." Her words were so shaky, that he almost wondered if she could go on with what she started. He was soon about to find out how insatiable her lust was.
She leaned over, and they had their second embrace of the night, only to be combined with a fiery kiss, their tongues meeting and swirling around, like a couple dazzling an audience with spellbinding moves on a dance floor. He grabbed her right breast with his hand finding the hard nipple beneath the thin material and caressed it with his thumb and index finger. She was moving her hand so furiously up and down on his shaft, that he thought he would explode in his shorts.
"Lift your hips up, sweetie." She watched as he did so, and in one swift cat-like motion she pulled both his shorts and boxers down to his knees letting his cock pop out, the pre cum on the tip glistening in the moonlight that emanated in the car. Then he quickly slid her t-shirt over her head, letting her tits fall out, into the open. He leaned over and started sucking on one of her nipples and then the other, while his hand massaged the one his mouth wasn't torturing with pleasure.
She pushed him back and dropped her head into his lap and started licking his cock from base to head, tasting his pre cum as her hands massaged his shaved balls. She took one in her mouth and sucked lightly on it, and then the other, then she assaulted his dick more, with her slithering tongue. Finally, looking up in his face she slowly eased her lips down and around his hardness. She moved her mouth up and down his shaft, savoring the male scent that flooded her nostrils.
Just when he was about to cum, she stopped, leaned back into her seat and with one fluid motion, lifted her hips in the air and pulled her pants off then she straddled him, shocking him yet again when he saw, she had no panties on.
"I want to feel your hard cock in my pussy!!!" She snarled at him and he just smiled.
"Fuck me now." He commanded and kissed her hard. "I want to feel your cunt wrapped around me."
With that she reached between them and grabbed his cock, lowering herself on him and he inched slowly into her. She was so wet and he could tell she shaved her pussy.
"OH MY GOD, YOU ARE FEELING ME UP!!!... PLEASE SLAM THAT HUGE, YOUNG COCK IN ME... PLEASE!!!" She moaned, and he shoved himself all the way in to the hilt, then started pumping into her, slow at first, then picking speed up, until he was eventually fucking her as hard as he could.
"Your cunt is so tight, and hot, aunt Cindy and better than Amy. Shit! You're better than any girl I've ever screwed." She was so tight, he was gritting his teeth together and her pussy was practically choking the life out of his cock, as she rode him into oblivious, forbidden pleasure. .
"Ahhhhh!!!! Ohhhh!!!!" She groaned, and then she screamed so loud he wondered if maybe she had woken up the entire neighborhood, as her orgasm rocked through her and she started shuddering.
A few seconds later, when she came back to reality, she gazed down into his eyes and said "Cum for me baby." With those words he did. The cum shot out of his dick and into her grasping love tunnel. He kept shooting ribbon after ribbon of semen in her greedy cunt, til he was completely emptied. His cock softened and slipped out of her wet hole. Both of their bodies were wet with sweat and the windows were fogged up from the lovemaking that just took place.
She rested herself against his chest and they kissed some more and he rubbed her shoulders tenderly. She played with his nipples and rubbed his flaccid cock as he hugged her snugly in his arms. They were both drained and after a few minutes their gasping faded away, slowly replaced by normal breathing.
"Honey, I better shove off before it gets too late." She started nibbling at his ear. "Can we do this again sometime?"
"Hell yes!!!" They both laughed at his words.
"I hope you don't look down on me because of what we did tonight... you know me being your aunt and all."
"No, not at all." Shaking his head, he kissed her red hair. "I love you, aunt Cindy!"
"I love you to, baby!"
With that, they got dressed in a hurry and stepped out of the car. The cold air took them by surprise and they shivered in response to it. For the last time they shared a passionate hug and kiss and without anymore words between them, she departed into the night . . ..
59 Family Road Trip
sushik999
We were taking a family road trip to Florida which would be a few days in the car and in motels. My mom was driving and my older sister Mari in her late 20's was in the passenger seat. My other sister Danni was in the backseat with me. Danni was a quiet girl with black hair and blue eyes with a smoking body. All my friends were forever after her, but she was more of a book worm and even at 18 had never really even kissed a boy.
We were driving in an old station wagon, the kind that had high bench seats. We had bags in the back most area and a few more bags in the backseat with Danni and me. We had been driving a for about a half a day. Danni and me in the backseat were just droning along. Danni was wearing a tight white top with short, showing off her beautiful full legs.
Mom and my other sis Mari were up in the front, I was in the back with Danni just droning along. Things were going well until I felt that urge to release. I had not masturbated or been with my girlfriend for about a week now leaving me with a huge back up just building and building. Something about riding in a car that seems to really make an even bigger build up. I was going to have to do something to release otherwise it would be a long trip.
Danni had fallen asleep her long full legs half on me, half on the seat. I felt my hand naturally start stroking my cock through my jeans, I could feel the pressure building slowly as I stroked. I was wondering how I could jerk off without anyone knowing. I slowly took my cock out of my jeans and threw a shirt over it to cover up. I started to slowly pump, feeling a release coming soon. It was sure to be a big load and it wouldn't take long. I figured a few quick pumps, drain the tank and I could have a peace ride to Florida.
I was secretly pumping away when my mom and sis in the front start a conversation about Florida. They asked me a few questions and talked to them as I also pumped away. Danni had completely zonked out now. All of a sudden Danni kind of flopped over so her head was right in my lap, still asleep. I stopped pumping, her head was an inch from my cock with the shirt over it. She was asleep and her beautiful full lips were an inch from my manhood. I stopped, then saw her long full legs again.
I lifted the shirt off my cock again and started slowly pumping. I figured I could still pop, shoot the load into the shirt and zip up, none the wiser. My mother and sis were talking again and I gave a few ahh huhhs if the conversation turned to me. I could feel it coming, a huge load was building like a volcano, I was almost there. Danni lay sleeping peacefully just a few inches from what I was doing.
I am still not sure why I did it, but as I felt my balls tighten I instinctively grabbed Danni's head and guided her mouth over my erupting cock. Just then my sis in the front asked me a pointed question with out turning around.
"Well Are you or are you not? Don't be rude and ignore what we are saying" said Mari from the front.
I snapped back to reality, I was pumping a thick and heavy load of cream into Danni's mouth as my other sister tried to have a conversation with me.
"Yes yes I will.." I said, not even knowing what the question was.
Just then I looked down to see Danni open her eyes and realize what was happening. All my seed had gone into her mouth as she lay there. She got up with a panicked look. She started a muffled cry to my mother and sister but no words came out since she had a huge load of cum in her mouth.
Danni pointed to her mouth and said "ummmm mmmm ummmm".
My mother and sis in the front said "What are you doing Danni, we can't understand you!"
"Ummmm UUUUMMMM hmmm" is all Danni could say not know where to get rid of what was in her mouth.
"Danni we can't understand you, swallow what you have in your mouth."
Danni tried to offer a defense not to do so but couldn't speak other than mumble.
"Mom said to swallow what ever is in your mouth Danni. Do it now! So we can talk to you and find out what you are doing."
Danni looked around, and looked at me, I gave her a sorry look like "sorry sis".
"Danni swallow it, do as your mother says" said my mom.
Danni looked at me, realized there was only one way out of this mess, and in one big swallow, a grimace on her face, she swallowed the load down the hatch.
Danni grimaced a bit and was coping with the after taste of a full load that had sat in her mouth for a minute.
"Now Danni, what was so important?"
"Oh sorry mom, I woke up and was having a bad dream of something in my mouth." Danni glared at me for what I had just pushed her through.
My sis in the front seat said "Jesus Danni get a hold of your self. Your brother is just sitting there quietly. Stop having these dumb dreams about whatever."
My mom and sis in the front went back to talking about god knows what.
I was still taking in what had just happened. Danni just swallowed a full load of cum right in front of my mom and sis. They watched my cum go down her throat!
Danni sat back and whispered in my ear "omg was that cum that was in my mouth??" I was right, she had never been with a guy before.
"It was, I am so sorry sis.. I really didn't mean to ..."
"Omg that is a horrible taste and so much of it, I even had to swallow it in front of mom!"
"I'm sorry sis..." Hmm you owe me Big Time for this, I mean big time..
60 Devilish Sister In-Law
sushik999
I am happily married to a beautiful Latina named Sammi with soft brown skin. Our sex life is average and we have sex a few times a week.
Things changed when her sister Marisa moved in with us for a short stay. At first the three of us would all hang after work, have a drink and watch a movie. Marisa was 21, tight body, smooth black hair and smoking eyes. It was hard to get a read on her but she was just as beautiful as her sister Sammi.
We were watching a R rated movie one night when in the movie a guy was getting a blowjob. When the guy popped his load, the girl stayed below and swallowed. Marisa saw Sammi give a small grimace like "gross".
Marisa asked Sammi, "Don't you swallow" and shot me a look like she does right? Sammi said something non committal like never have, never crosses my mind.
Sammi shot back "All good girls swallow for their man" and shot me another look with a sly smile.
The next weekend I was in my kitchen on a small ladder fixing a light. Marisa and Sammi were in watching me fix it as Sammi said she was running to get a coffee and if any else wanted one. My wife left and it was just Marisa and me. She was chewing gum and was taking half an end out and pulling it out of her mouth and twirling it with her finger.
"So my sis doesn't swallow ehh?" was her first comment.
"Well I guess she doesn't, she tried it only once and didn't like the taste." was all I could stammer. I was trying to keep my focus on staying on the ladder. I couldn't even imagine this conversation was happening.
"Hmm.. you know she should if she wants to treat her man right... I think I am going to teach my sister a little lesson." It was getting hard to stay on the ladder now. Marisa stood there in small shorts showing off her beautiful brown legs, nice ass, tight top showing her small tits, pulling the gum in and out of her mouth like she was thinking of something.
"Before I do anything I need to first check what I am working with" said Marisa.
I was standing on the ladder in my shorts with my crotch about head height to Marisa. My cock was starting to swell through my shorts as she slying looked at me and she knew it. She stood just in front of me on the ladder and looked at the growing bulge.
"Marisa I am not sure what you have planned... " I stammered again. Before I could finish she pulled down my pants a bit, took my cock out and had it in her mouth. She start sucking my cock deep into her mouth. I got lost in the what was happening until I heard the car pull up outside.
"Marisa, stop Sammi just pulled up!" I yelped.
"You better finish quick then" snaked Marisa.
I heard the garage door open and then close. OMG was all I thought I am getting a blowjob from my sister in-law and my wife is going to walk in. I was past the point of no return.
I heard the door open and Sammi yell "Hey guys I am back."
She was fumbling with something at the door. At that point I could feel it coming and Marisa knew, she doubled her efforts and sucked even harder and deeper. I heard my wife at the base to the stairs doing something. Marisa looked me in my eyes and that was all it took. I grunted and I burst in Marisa's mouth. I felt like an animal being milked. Marisa just continued to look in my eyes draining every drop I had into her mouth. She pulled her mouth off my cock and pulled my pants up. I sat down on the top of the ladder taking in what had just happened.
Sammi walked into the room with coffee and said "Hey guys"
Marisa still hadn't swallowed yet, she was holding my cum in her mouth right in front of my wife and my wife had no clue! Marisa closed her mouth and started chewing the gum she had in her mouth with the load of cum, mixing it all together, socking the gum in the thick heavy cream. When my wife looked away for a second Marisa showed my the big wad of gum floating on my big load I had just pumped into her mouth. OMG I thought this is crazy, did this really just happen?
"Mmmmm... This gum is good" said Marisa with a muffled filled mouth baiting her sister.
With that Sammi asked "What kind of gum you chewing Marisa?"
"Ohh try it, it is fantastic" as Marisa took the gum from her mouth and placed it into Sammi's mouth, I could literally see the cum dripping from the gum.
I watched as Marisa smiled a sly smile as Sammi started chewing the wad of cum gum.
"Ohh this is different" said Sammi as she was adjusting to the taste of the gum like she couldn't quite put her finger on this taste. She was making that face she makes when she doesn't quite like something.
"Yeah its the new kind that whitens your teeth" said Marisa looking at me.
"Is there a cream or something in this gum? It is really slippery and there is a taste that is a little different."
"Yeah it's the kind with the liquid center. The longer you chew it, the whiter your teeth get"
"Ohhh you get used the taste after a while, it's not too bad" said my wife smacking her lips not knowing this was my cum in her mouth. Not knowing her own sister had just milked the cum from my cock like a horse.
Sammi went along to another room chewing her gum, Marisa came over to me, looked at me, opened her mouth and showed me the cum left in her mouth. She showed me the cum slide down the back of her throat, she pressed her lips together slowly and said "Mmmmm that was tasty".
Marisa said "Sammi seemed to have liked her special gum... and her first lesson.."
61 My Ride with Mila
gizmo52242
A few days ago, my wife and I went to visit a couple of friends on the other side of the State. They've been our friends for years, since my wife and I started dating pretty much. Their names are Mila and Nick, and they're a fun couple all in all. Nick is 49, older, but still fun to hang around and very active. Mila is 28, eccentric, cute, and in general funny and kind. They have two little girls who we sometimes babysit, but they were both gone for the weekend visiting their grandparents, which gave the four of us time to hang out.
We drove over to Mila and Nick's place on a Saturday morning, and were greeted with hugs and hellos as soon as we walked in the door. Mila was wearing a long, loose skirt, some boots, and a sweater and blouse top. She had just gotten back from tutoring a guy that she's teaching Spanish to, and she hadn't had time to change. Nick was more casually dressed, wearing jeans and a t-shirt. The four of us sat around for a while, chatting about work and the news, nothing earth shattering or anything. Probably around 1:00 or 1:30, we decided to go out for some lunch.
Nick volunteered to drive, because he wanted to take us to this local place that they had found a couple of weeks ago. So, we went over to their little sedan, and Nick commented, "Oh. Hang on just a minute, we need to take the girls' car seats out."
"That's okay, Nick," my wife said. "If you want, we can just drive so you don't have to."
Mila interjected next, "No. That's fine. We can drive. We'll leave the seats in as long as someone doesn't mind sitting on someone else's lap." She smiled, and we all laughed a little. We'd taken lots of trips together, so it wasn't anything new to have to squeeze in or sit on someone else's lap for a while. So, I volunteered to sit in the back between the car seats, figuring Kim, my wife, would join me. Instead, I was surprised when Mila spoke up instead. "I'll ride in the back with Eric. You don't mind, do you?"
I looked at her, and shrugged. "I'm guessing you probably don't want me sitting on your lap, huh?"
"Ha ha," she mocked. "Like I really want to be squished by you? Get in, silly." She slapped me gently on the shoulder, and I opened the door to wedge myself in.
Nick and Kim got in the front, and after I'd successfully wedged in between the two car seats, Mila climbed in and closed the car door. Things were awkward, and she put her hand on my leg for balance as she maneuvered inside. I was a bit embarrassed, because as she did that, I felt a bit of a stir between my legs, and caught a glimpse of her bare legs above her boots, as she was hiking up her skirt to move around.
"Hang on, just a sec," I said. I wiggled a little to adjust and accommodate my pants, loosening them up a bit to provide some more room, and what I hoped would be a discreet place for my now rigid cock.
As soon as I sat back down, Mila lowered herself onto my lap, and I felt her butt press down right on the spot where my dick pressed against the fabric of my pants. She didn't seem to notice, and instead looked back at me and asked if I was okay. I nodded, and she got a little more comfortable, wiggling a little on my lap and adjusting her skirt. All that wiggling only served to make my cock throb more, and I gritted my teeth silently trying to keep from letting it press into her butt, which was now firmly resting on my lap.
Nick started the car, and we backed out of the driveway. Nick and Kim were talking up front, and Mila was looking out the window, leaning forward and to the side a little bit. As we turned onto the road, Mila spread her legs, and wrapped them a little around mine, squeezing them for grip as the car shook a little. As soon as the car was put into gear and moving forward, though, I noticed she didn't release my legs, and I looked up to see the side of her face as she was watching out the window.
I had definitely noticed Mila before. Back when my wife and I were dating, I often fantasized about some of her friends, including Mila. Mila was half-white, half-Hispanic, and she definitely had the Latina look. She was small, petite, with short cut brown hair and brown almond eyes. You wouldn't know she was a mom, even, except for the way she dressed sometimes, more conservatively now than before, and the fact that her breasts had gotten a little heavier after having two kids. Other than that, she was in great shape, and her body was definitely what I was noticing now.
I felt the press of her small butt against my lap, and closed my eyes for a moment to focus on the feel of her legs pressed against my thighs. I thought of the boots she was wearing, and felt as my dick stirred and pressed up into her sharply. I opened my eyes and tried to adjust a little, but she just looked back at me and smiled.
Honestly, I can't tell you now how long the drive took, or even what people talked about as we were driving there. I didn't say much, nor did Mila. What I do remember, though, is that soon after that first little jab of my dick against her small little ass, she pushed back, and I felt her start to rub her butt against my crotch.
I felt my breathing quicken, and chewed my lip a little, wondering what the heck was going on. Mila had placed her hands on the car seats next to us, and was using them to help her grind herself against me. She was doing a good job of keeping up appearances, interjecting into the conversation here and there, but I could feel the urgency and deliberation with which she pressed herself into me.
Her legs squeezed me harder, and she tossed her head several times to get the hair out of her face. I thought I could hear her breathing a little more, but I definitely felt her tight her ass as if she was trying to grab my dick between her cheeks.
Suddenly the car started to slow down, and I instinctively wrapped my arms around Mila's waist to keep her from flying forward. She responded by placing her hand on my arms, nuzzling a little bit closer to me. "Thanks," she said quietly, smiling back at me. I looked up at her, and she bit her lip and winked at me so only I could see. Then she leaned a little farther forward, with my arms still wrapped around her waist.
Her finger was tracing along the skin of my wrist and forearm, and I quietly began to rub her stomach through the fabric of her shirt. Now there was no doubt that we were both thinking the same things, and she resumed her grinding against my crotch. She talked less now, and her thrusts were harder, and I could feel her working to adjust and rub her crotch against my legs too.
My own dick was throbbing and aching, and I could feel a wet spot in my boxers from the precum that was surely leaking out inside. It was like a cold wet spot, and it excited me even more to know how much we were both turned on. Even as I felt that, I could have sworn that I smelled the faint scent of pussy on the air, and I felt Mila's legs tremble a little bit as she let out a long sigh.
"You okay, sweetie?" asked Nick, looking back in the mirror.
"Yeah," Mila smiled. "Just tired, I guess. Are we almost there? I forget."
"Yep," replied Nick. "Probably just another three or four minutes."
"Great," she smiled.
Suddenly Mila picked up her pace, and I knew she was trying to make us both cum. It was awkward, but by lifting my crotch up into her, it felt good, and my dick started to tremble and throb, edging closer to orgasm. Mila was impaling herself on the mound of cock in my lap, and I watched as she adjusted her skirt so the back of it was hiked up, enough for her to expose the fabric of her panties and grind them against my legs.
And just like that, the car stopped.
"Shit," Mila muttered.
"What's wrong?" Kim asked.
"I hit my head," Mila lied. I could tell she was angry because we didn't have more time.
"You okay?" Nick asked.
"Yeah. Fine." Mila grumbled.
"Well, we're here," Nick said.
Mila reached next to her and took out her cell phone, as if no one had heard it going off. "Okay, go ahead inside without me. I just need to take this call real quick. Eric, are you okay sitting out here for a minute?"
"Mmm hmm," I replied.
"Okay, great." Mila pretended to answer her phone. "Hold on a second," she covered the mouthpiece with her hand. "Could you go ahead and order me a water?"
Nick nodded. "Anything for you Eric?"
"Umm... a Coke?"
"Sure."
Nick and Kim got out of the car and headed inside to the restaurant. Mila and I watched, her pretending to be on the phone, until they were both well inside.
"Hurry," she said quickly, standing up awkwardly to hike up her skirt more. "Open up your pants."
"What? Are you kidding me?" I balked.
"No. I want to finish what we started. Pull out your dick." She was definitely serious, and I watched as she wriggled her panties down, taking them off and setting them in the car seat on our right. She stood there, and I could see her bare pussy mound, her naked legs, and her brown leather boots as he waited for me to comply.
Quickly I did as she asked and opened up my pants and boxers, freeing my hot, hard cock. The head of it was wet, but the rest of it was dry from the material of my pants so I reached down to wet it with some spit on my hand. "Should we use a condom?" I asked suddenly.
"No," Mila encouraged. "I'm still on the pill. We'll be fine. Just cum inside me."
I groaned at that, and let my dick free as she reached between her legs, taking it in her hand and lowering herself onto it.
We both moaned loudly, and she wasted no time in starting to impale herself on my dick. "Grab my breasts," she urged. I did, sliding my hands up under her sweater and blouse, pulling down the cups of her bra to feel her nipples and her ample mounds.
"Oh God, Mila."
"Unn," was all she replied. And that's the last thing we said for a while. She began fucking me furiously, and I panted and bucked inside her. The car was rocking, and I half worried that someone else might see what was going on. But before I could hesitate, Mila stopped moving, and I felt her body shudder and her pussy tighten on my bare cock as she came.
"Oh God," she moaned, and she dug her nails into my legs. As she tried to ride out her orgasm, I took control, grabbing her sides and continuing to force her along my shaft. She grunted, and I fucked her harder and harder, moaning and licking my dry lips.
Finally, in a few last, heavy strokes, and as I felt her pussy contract along my dick again, I grunted fiercely and spurted my cum inside her. She kept moving on me, milking my cock, and I felt several shots ooze out of the head of my dick, and felt as some of it was squeezed out of her pussy, wetting my boxers and the hair of my crotch.
After a few moments, we both stopped, sitting there panting. "God," Mila managed.
"Jesus," I replied.
"That was good," Mila finally said.
"Best sex I've had in a long time."
"The only sex I've had in a long time," Mila replied.
"Really?" I asked skeptically.
"Yeah," she sighed. "Nick hardly touches me since Sarah was born. He says he's not ready to have any more kids, so he doesn't even want to fool around. I think he's having an affair."
"Are you serious?"
"I don't know. And I don't care. I got what I needed just now." She sighed, and pulled herself off of me, letting my soaked, semi-hard dick slap against my pants. She turned slowly, adjusting herself to lean forward and kiss me full on the lips.
I kissed her back, and felt my skin tingle, and heard my heart beating in my ears.
Mila pulled slowly away, and pulled her skirt back down. She quietly opened the car door, grabbing her panties from the car seat as she got out. "I've got to go inside and put these back on. You better hurry up and zip up. They'll start to wonder if you don't come inside."
I nodded, tucking my wet dick back into my trousers, immediately thankful that I had worn dark jeans so that the wet spot of our cum wasn't noticeable. With some effort, and with my arms and legs a bit shaky, I climbed out from the car and closed the door. Mila quietly took my hand, and we interlocked fingers as we walked the few feet from the car to the restaurant door. Just as we got to it, it opened, and some other customers came out.
Mila squeezed my hand and then dropped it free, taking the door from the couple as they came out. "Thanks," she said, and I found myself turned on by how cute her voice sounded, by the look of her soft brown eyes.
She held the door open for me, and as we walked in together, she spoke, "We can't tell them about this. And if you can keep a secret, maybe we can do this again sometime."
"Sure," I whispered, and together we opened the interior door and walked inside.
So that's how it happened. And I can't stop fantasizing about it since then. Here's hoping that I have more to write about for you all in the future.. Thanks!
62 A Shocking Surprise
gizmo52242
Okay. I'm not much of one for confessions, but this is one story I absolutely have to tell.
A couple of months ago, when I was trolling around online for people to talk to, I came across this site called Naughty Little Secrets. It was late, and I had already been looking at some porn, getting ready for my nightly jack-off to relax me before bed. So, I figured, why not check it out.
I expected it to be one of those stupid "Find sex partners in your area" sites where you can search for men and women who are supposedly in your area, and you have to sign up and pay before you're able to e-mail or talk with them. I was surprised to find that this was a "find your sex partner" type of site, but completely free and all access. Just a quick age verification, and you're in. I entered my birthdate, proving that I was the ripe old age of 18, and started to browse the site.
The site had everything from free porn galleries, to member videos, to discussion forums, and more. Along the side, they had a search to find people close to you. On a whim, I decided to try that out.
I got 3 matches. One was for a 50-year-old divorcee looking for a long-term relationship. Too old. The second was some girl that was 22, but had very specific expectations. The third was a 26-year-old married woman, listing her desired partner as "anyone with a dick." Wow. This girl must be horny to be so bold. I clicked on her profile.
This girl, whose handle was kittenvixen, was hot. Not hot in the traditional Playmate of the Year hot that most guys want. She was real, genuine sexy. She had a good body, a little bit of pudge around her belly and ass, but she was fit and smooth and had some ample looking breasts. She was also shaved, which for me is a huge turn on. As I was reading her profile and checking out some of her pictures, I noticed a little icon that was flashing saying that kittenvixen was online. I decided to add her to my buddy list and send her a message.
"Hey," I wrote.
"who's this?" she replied.
"I saw your profile on a site. I live near you, and thought I'd see what's up."
"oh. ok. cool"
I won't bore you with the details. It was a pretty worthless conversation. We sort of danced around the issue of sex and meeting up. She kept saying, "let's talk for a while first." She did let me jack-off while we were talking. She even sent me a nice new picture to help me finish strong. There she was, from the neck down, in a nice little baby doll outfit, complete with stockings and heels. Her top was pulled open to show her breasts, and her panties were dangling off one ankle as she spread her legs wide for the camera. You could see a wet spot on the chair she was in. She must've just cum as it was taken. That was it. I jizzed all over my hand and even got a few drops on the keyboard.
After I finished up, she said she had to go because her husband was coming home. After a few smiley icons were exchanged, she signed off. I saved the picture on my computer, and cleaned up before heading to bed.
kittenvixen was online the next day when I got home from class. I live in my parents' house, taking classes at the community college. I know, it's lame. Whatever. Anyway, she and I started talking again. She let me know that our conversation last night had gotten her excited, and that she went to the bathroom before her hubby got home and... relieved herself. That was enough to give my cock another stir.
We kept talking like this for a few weeks. The conversation always went immediately to sex, and it wasn't long before we started cybering over instant messenger every night. One afternoon I came home to check my e-mail and noticed I had one from her. I opened it up.
Hey, you,
I have a surprise for you.
It then listed her address and a time to meet her. She said her husband had left on a business trip and was going to be gone for a few days. I quickly jotted down the address on a piece of paper and grabbed my stuff to head out. Before heading out, though, I decided to take a quick shower and freshen up for our first encounter. It's always nice to have sex with someone when they're clean, and not smelling like sweat and balls.
A little while later, I was driving down some little-used highways and backroads on my way to a tryst with kittenvixen. As I reached her road, I started to slow down to look at the numbers on the houses. Then there it was. I pulled to a stop a little distance away, my hands shaking. "Oh, shit!" I thought. I couldn't believe it. I don't know how I didn't notice as I was driving in, but the address was to my sister's house!
My older sister, Jen, is 26 and works from home as an editor of some online health site. Her husband is Chris, my brother-in-law.
I couldn't believe it. My mouth suddenly felt dry. What the hell had happened? I had never seen kittenvixen's face. It was always cut off in her pictures. She said that she didn't want to give away her identity since we lived near each other. Never had I imagined that I was looking at, and stroking off, to pictures of my sister!
As I sat there, licking my lips to get rid of the sudden cotton mouth I had, images of those pictures flashed through my head. Despite my fear and shock, I felt my dick grow hard between my legs, straining against the material of my pants. Then, in a single moment of bravery, or idiocy, I gassed the car forward and drove down my sister's driveway. She lived out on the edge of town, and had a nice big house with lots of yard and forest around her; a nice little secluded place for an affair. I pulled up near the house and parked my car, turning the key off. I sat there, my heart racing, trying to think of what to do as the next step. My brain was numb, so I got out of my car and walked up the steps to the door and rang the bell.
After a few moments, I saw my sister peak from behind a curtain and recognize me before she opened the door.
"What's up, David? I thought that was your car pulling in."
She looked flustered. Her hair was combed and styled, and I could see gloss on her lips. She was wearing a bathrobe too. I looked down and saw some high heels and a little bit of her leg, covered in white stockings.
"Hi, Jen." I stood there, looking from her heels to her face, not knowing what to say.
"Umm... so... What are you doing here?" She asked, pulling her robe tighter around her and looking over my shoulder as if she was expecting someone to come down the driveway any moment.
"I'm psychguy."
My sister's eyes shot wide open as she looked at me. "Oh shit!" she screamed and she quickly shut the door.
My heart was racing again. What now? I stood there, outside on the doorstep, trying to decide what to do. I knocked on the door softly, receiving no answer. After a few minutes, I decided to head back and try to work this embarrassment out later. Just as I turned and pulled out my keys, I heard Jen call to me, "David. Wait."
She came walking up to me outside, still wearing her robe to cover whatever she had on underneath. "Do you still want to... well..."
"I don't know. Do you?" I looked at her as she chewed her lip and averted my eyes.
"I don't know. Maybe." She looked up at me, and said quietly, "The way you write. The things we do online..."
"Yeah," I muttered.
"Maybe we can still... make this work. I don't know." She brushed some loose hair out of her face and looked back at me, as if asking me to decide.
"Yeah," I swallowed. "Let's go ahead."
She smiled at me weakly. "I got dressed up." She opened her robe a little, and I could see that she had indeed gotten dressed up. Besides her black high heels, she had on white stockings that ran all the way up to her thighs. She had on a very short plaid skirt, and a button up white blouse, which must have been two sizes too small because it didn't cover much of her stomach and her breasts seemed ready to burst out of it.
"I see that." I managed. I lifted my hand and gently rubbed it along her thigh. "Mmm."
She gasped a little, and smiled up at me again. "Okay, let's go." She took my hand and started to lead me back inside. Just before we stepped in, she turned to me quickly and said, "I'm sorry I shut the door in your face."
"That's okay," I replied. "It's not like you broke my nose or anything."
"So I didn't break this then?" She raised her eyebrows as she pressed her hand against my crotch.
"No." I gulped. "Still intact."
"Good," she laughed, and we headed inside.
Jen lead me through the house and up to her bedroom. All the curtains had been drawn, and she had been burning candles and incense. She had some music on too, some sort of tribal music with low rhythms and drums.
"Wow," I remarked. "You really went all out."
"Yeah, I like to go all the way with these things." She put a husky emphasis on the "all the way" part. Jen walked over in front of the bed and stood facing me. "Take off your clothes."
I responded without hesitation, slowly pushing my shoes off, and unbuttoning my shirt. Next came my t-shirt. As I began to unzip and pull down my pants, Jen stopped me. "Wait," she said. "I can help you with that." Her eyes were fixated on my crotch as she approached me.
As she stopped in front of me, she started to rub my crotch with her hand again, kissing the bare skin of my chest and shoulders. I groaned in response. She looked up at me, licked her lips, and slid the robe off and tossed it onto a chair across the room. Then she bent down and slowly peeled my pants and boxers down. I could feel my dick spring free as she exposed me. She helped me step out of my pants, and then took me into her hot mouth.
"Oh God..." I shuddered. I could feel her working her tongue along my shaft, getting it nice and wet. She was already going hard at it, making sucking noises and gasping and moaning a little. "Jesus, Jen. You're good at this." She looked up at me with her eyes, which were a gorgeous green I noticed for the first time ever, and kept sucking my dick, gliding her tongue along the bottom as she reached around to dig her nails into my thighs.
The look in her eyes was enough to drive me wild, and I tossed my head back and grabbed hold of hers, helping her move along my dick. She responded by squeezing my thighs in her hands and lightly biting down on my rod. I grunted heavily, and placed both hands on her head and started forcing her along my shaft. She moaned, but also coughed and choked a little as I forced my dick into her throat. She might be an experienced pro at giving blowjobs, but I was so horny I wasn't giving her a chance to breathe. Finally, after a few tears had rushed into her eyes, she grabbed my wrists and pulled my hands off of her head.
Once free, she gasped for air. "Jesus, David. You want to suffocate me with your dick?"
I shrugged. "What can I say, you've got me hornier than I've ever been."
"Yeah, well, I don't want you to blow your load now. We're just getting started. I want you primed for the big show."
Jen stood up and walked over to the bed. She quickly pulled off her panties and stepped out of them, tossing them playfully in my face. I lifted them to my nose and inhaled the odor of her pussy. She moaned a little in response and climbed onto the bed on her hands and knees, wiggling her ass at me. "Have you ever rimmed a girl, Davy?"
"I've done pretty much everything."
"Everything? Oh, I doubt that." She laughed. "Get over here and lick my ass. Tease it with your tongue."
I walked over to my sister's marital bed and knelt down, rubbing my hands up her stockings, to her thighs, lifting the material of the skirt up to expose the smooth cheeks of her behind. She wiggled a little more, "Come on!" I pulled her cheeks apart, and tentatively approached her tight little hole, breathing hot air on it as my mouth got near. As I did, I could see it grow and contract a little, and I stuck out my tongue and begin to circle its tip around the hole.
Jen responded with moans, pushing her butt farther into my face. I took it she wanted me to go deeper, so I wet a couple of my fingertips and slid them inside her butthole to pull it open wide enough to accommodate my tongue. As soon as my tongue was inside of her, I felt Jen shudder. I kept at that, slowly working my tongue in and around her hole for several minutes. All the while, Jen's breathing got faster and more rugged.
One of the things Jen liked about me when we talked online was that I was always so forward. At least, that's what she said. So, if she liked daring do, I thought I'd give her some more. Without letting her know what I was doing, I stood up and licked my hand, rubbing spit along my dick to get it wet again. Jen was leaning on her elbows, breathing and waiting for me to start again. I parted her ass with one hand, and used the other to line my dick up with her hole. Before she could say anything, I shoved my dick inside of her.
"Ow, David," she stuttered.
"Shh," I responded. I slowly started to work my dick in and out of her, gently pulling it almost completely out before carefully pushing it back in. Before long, Jen was grunting again. She pressed herself back into me, and I watched as she reached up with one hand to unfasten the buttons on her blouse and pulled her bra down, letting her tits flop out. Once her gems were free, she started rocking against my cock again. I reached forward to grab and massage her newly freed breasts.
"Do you like that, baby brother?" She moaned, her eyes closed. "Do you like sticking your big, fat, horny dick in your sister's ass?" She moaned again, and I could feel her tighten her asshole on my dick.
"Yeah," I smiled. "I like fucking my big sister, the slut."
"Mmm," she moaned. "Slut, huh? Bastard."
"Shut up," I teased, as I started to pick up speed, plowing her ass.
The next few minutes were filled with nothing but grunts and half-stifled screams on both of our parts. I could feel my dick pushing deep inside of her, and I imagined I had to be hurting her. The more I rammed inside of her, the more I thought about how I was anal fucking my sister. Something about the word "sister" drove me wild, and I pushed harder and faster.
"Fuck my ass."
"I'll fuck you raw, Jen. I'll fuck you raw like you've never been fucked before."
"Do it."
"Does Chris (her hubby) fuck you like this?"
"Mmm," she groaned. "He fucks hard. But he doesn't have your dick. And he won't do anal with me."
"What a shame," I replied. "God, Jen, you're so tight!"
"Mmm hmm. But you're loosening me up. It hurts."
I slowed a little. "Do you want me to stop?"
She pushed herself back along my cock. "No. But I need some soothing 'lotion' inside me to help cool the burning." She looked back over her shoulder at me, making sure I got her meaning.
"I've got some right here," I moaned. I started fucking my sister's ass in earnest. I forced my dick in and out of her hard and fast, so fast that I popped out of her a couple of times and had to ram my dick back in again. Jen was breathing fiercely through gritted teeth. Finally, as I felt the uprising of semen building up for release, I slowed my thrusts and groaned shakily. "Are you ready?"
"Unn. Yes." She lolled. "Cum in your sister's ass." She looked back at me one more time. "Cum inside me."
That was all I needed. I gripped her ass tight as I made a few, last, heavy thrusts, and then forced my dick completely all the way in as I spurt my wet cum inside of her. My dick throbbed, and it ached as it finally spilled out the last of its man juice inside of her. I could feel her milk my dick with her ass a little as she tried to catch her breath. My legs were shaking from the effort, so I pulled out of her and flopped down on the bed next to her.
"Oh my God, Jen."
"Oh my God, David." She replied. "You're good at that."
"You're good at sucking dick."
"I'm good at a whole lot of things," she countered.
I laid my head back on the pillow, letting my own heart stop racing.
"Aww," Jen pouted. "You're not tired already are you? You got to cum, and here I haven't even had my bald little pussy eaten out or anything." I looked over at her with a pained smile, thinking, My God, my sister is a nymphomaniac.
Needless to say, we spend the next few days together while Chris was gone exploring each other in ways we never imagined before. Brother and sister sex is amazing. We tried all sorts of things, including costumes, roleplay, toys, sex in public, and more. But I guess those stories will have to wait for another time..
63 Exploiting Gwen
gizmo52242
A couple of weeks ago, I was approached by a young employee of mine named Elizabeth. I work as a shift supervisor at a telemarketing center, and most of my employees are young college students trying to make a few extra bucks on the late nights. The rest are a few old men who come in to work, mostly to earn a little money for the strip club or to keep themselves liquored up when they're not working the phones selling timeshares.
Elizabeth is one of the college students that I work with. She started about three months ago, and recruited a couple of her friends to join with her. We joke about how she sold her friends into bondage when she brought them to me, and she teasingly jokes and flirts back about how lucky I would be if that were true.
Elizabeth sat down in my office across from my desk without preamble, and started speaking, "Hey, boss."
"What's up, Liz?"
"I've got a proposition for you."
"Oh yeah?" I raised my eyebrows. "Got some more souls to sell me? Some new recruits?"
"Ha. Not exactly," Elizabeth laughed, starting to twirl a finger in her hair. "But I do have an offer that I think you'll like."
Having no idea what she was talking about, I asked her to go on. She told me that a few nights ago, she and her friends had attended a sex toy party. Amongst all the silly games and subtle sexual tension, the conversation led to a discussion of sexual fantasies. Elizabeth shared some of them with me, and I smiled at her as I felt my cock stir, and she smiled back knowing what she was doing, turning me on.
"Then it was Gwen's turn," Elizabeth started. Gwen is another one of the girls that works for me. She's one of Liz's friends, but very quiet and shy. She's short, probably about 5'3", and has long brown hair that she usually wears in a neat little pony tail. She always dresses very conservatively, wearing long sweaters and long pants. Despite her demure dress, though, you can still sometimes catch glimpses of her tasty curves. Gwen is 21, so she's starting to develop into a full-fledged woman. She's got some smooth, round hips, and some well-developed breasts. She's very cautious to keep them covered most of the time, though. Fortunately, I'm able to sneak a glance from time to time when the opportunity arises.
Liz told me about how Gwen is incredibly shy and how they had to drag her to the party and promise to take her out to a nice dinner if she went. When it came her turn, Gwen begged them to leave her alone and not make her tell. Instead, though, they made her do a couple of shots to get her to loosen up, and waited patiently until she was drunk enough to start spilling the details.
Gwen told them about her fantasies. She told them about how she had only had sex with two guys, and those had both been short term things and very tame. She talked about how she secretly dreamed of being used and dominated, and how she would sometimes touch herself in her apartment and think of the possibility of selling pictures of herself for money to men online. Gwen was paying her own way through college, so she was always strapped for cash, but she had good friends who helped her out. That didn't stop her from creating her own fantasies, though, fantasies in which she was a high dollar model who made men pay a premium for a few shots of her ample breasts and smooth behind.
Then Elizabeth told me about how Gwen had fantasized about me.
I choked and felt my face flush red as soon as Liz mentioned that. Liz just smiled at me, and waited for me to get myself under control. "Are you serious?"
"Mmm hmm," Liz went on. "Gwen fantasizes about you a lot. Ever since she started here, she's been thinking about what it would be like to get you into her bed. She tells the most erotic stories. But mostly, she fantasizes about you using her and controlling her, making her into your little slut whore on the side."
"Wow," I managed.
"Yeah. We were impressed. From our little Gwen."
I just sat there, trying to take it all in. "You said you had a proposition."
"Yeah. I do. Well, we do. Some of us want to get together and have you fuck Gwen."
"What?"
"Yeah. Not like a sex party or anything. It needs to be smooth and quiet. We need to surprise her."
I found my cock throbbing as she spoke, and adjusted my pants without modesty. "What do you have in mind?"
"Well, you know how Gwen is always needing money, right? It's no big deal, but it's gotten worse now that her parents split up. We'd like you to invite her and I over for dinner to your place some night. You know, as a treat for some friends. And then, once we're both there, I'll slip away and you can have Gwen to yourself."
"How?"
"I don't know. Start by talking to her about how you've been looking at her at work. Tell her about how she's beautiful and how you've dreamed of having a moment alone with her. Offer her money. Offer her to pay her for the chance to fuck her. She won't refuse. In her dreams she begs you to exploit her."
"She begs me to treat her like a prostitute?"
"Yes. It makes her so horny that she can't control herself. Even as she told us this, she had to run to the bathroom and finger herself. We all heard through the bathroom door. Gwen moans a lot."
"Oh God."
Liz smiled evilly. "You see. You want her too. How can you possibly say no?"
She was right, and we both knew it. So, we set a date and agreed to follow the basic plan that Elizabeth had outlined.
That Friday night, I heard a knock on my apartment door as I was putting the final touches on a pasta dinner. With my hands shaking as I thought of what might lie ahead, I turned off the burners and headed to open the door. As I opened it, Gwen and Elizabeth stood there, and both smiled as me as I welcomed them in.
"Hey," Gwen said quietly as she entered.
"Hey," Elizabeth said, giving me a knowing wink.
"How's it going? Did you find the place okay?" I asked.
"Yeah, it was fine." Elizabeth looked around. "You have a nice place."
"Thanks," I said. "You can just set your coats down on the bench. I'm just finishing up the bread. Why don't you come back here and sit down in the dining room while I finish up?"
"Okay," they chimed, and together they headed back to the dining room. I watched as they walked ahead of me, taking note of Gwen's body and dress. She was wearing sneakers, some long, loose black pants with a belt that hung down the side. Her top was made up of a black t-shirt that formed tightly around her breasts, and an outer shirt that was buttoned up only on the bottom two buttons. The result was that her top was splayed open, the mounds of her breasts outlined by the black fabric of her shirt. I felt my cock stir, and turned to head into the kitchen to finalize dinner.
Dinner was short. We sat and talked about work, and they talked about class. Liz talked about her boyfriend and how she knew he had cheated on her, but she didn't care because she was going to dump him anyway. Just as we were nearing the end of the pasta, Liz got a phone call on her cell phone. She excused herself and left the room temporarily before coming back in. "I'm sorry. That's my sister. She needs me to come pick her up from some place where her car broke down."
"Okay," Gwen began, "we can go."
"No," Liz replied. "You stay here. Jeff can take you home. Is that okay, Jeff?"
"Yeah. It's fine by me. Is it okay with you, Gwen?"
"Sure," she smiled a little, but seemed anxious and embarrassed.
Liz gathered up her things and waved as she left hurriedly from the apartment.
"So," I began, taking a deep breath and preparing to set in action our plan. "Elizabeth says that your parents got divorced."
"Yeah," Gwen said. She reached to tuck some hair behind her ear as she looked down. "It just happened a couple of weeks ago."
"How are you taking it?"
"Umm," Gwen said, looking around, "I'm taking it okay, I guess. I mean, I knew that this would probably happen. It's just hard, because they were helping me a little bit with some of my bills, but now they're going through the divorce and paying their lawyers and they say they can't give me any money right now. Not like they were giving me that much at all anyway."
"You need money, Gwen?" I asked, as if I didn't know.
"Well, sometimes. I mean, I make some with my job, but I mooch of my friends a lot. Liz is great."
"I can give you money, Gwen."
"No, that's okay. I mean, you don't need to do that."
"I wouldn't be giving it to you for free," I replied, reaching across to grab her plate and stand up to take it to the kitchen. "You'd have to give me something in return."
Gwen didn't speak, and I wondered if she was afraid of what might be going on.
"Elizabeth told me about the party you guys had."
"She did? What party?"
"The sex toy party where you got drunk."
"Oh. Oh! Oh no!" Gwen covered her mouth and looked at me, her eyes wide with terror.
"Yeah. I know. And I know what you think about when you touch yourself at night."
"Oh God," Gwen whimpered, and she started to cry.
Still persistent, I leaned forward, resting my hand on her shoulder. "It's okay, Gwen. I've been thinking about you too."
Gwen sobbed softly for a few moments before asking quietly, in almost a whisper, "Really?"
"Yes. And... I've fantasized about your fantasies. And I get hard when I think about using you. I stroke myself in my office when you're at work. I come home and think of you when I rub myself in bed."
Gwen sniffed, but I could see she had stopped sobbing and was glancing at me from the corner of her eye.
"I can pay you, Gwen. And no one will ever have to know."
"Pay me to do what?" she said, looking me full in the eye now.
"To have sex with me. To let me use you. To let me touch you and ravish you. To taste your lips and to make you cum. You'll be my cute little sex toy."
"Cute?" she smiled.
"Yes, very cute."
Gwen didn't speak, she just nodded.
At that, I reached into my pants and pulled out my wallet. Without a word, I pulled out $300.00 and set it in a wrinkled stack in front of her. Gwen stared at the money, and I quietly leaned in to start kissing her neck and shoulder, letting my hands cup her breasts through her shirt.
Gwen was trembling. I could feel her body shaking as my hands squeezed her, and as my kisses explored her. But soon the shaking got softer, and I started to do more.
I bent down and picked Gwen up in my arms, carrying her silently to my bedroom and setting her down on the bed. She laid back, spreading her legs a little as I stood in front of her, unbuttoning my shirt and taking off my pants. Next came my t-shirt, boxers, and socks, so that I stood naked in front of her, and looked down at her as she chewed her fingernail, waiting to see what I would do next.
First I pulled off her shoes, dropping them with small thuds on the bedroom carpet. Next, I climbed onto the bed, spreading her legs and letting my rigid dick rest against the fabric of her crotch as I unbuttoned her outer shirt and pushed it off her arms. Gwen cooperated, knowing that I had paid her for what was to come. Next, I took hold of her black t-shirt and slowly lifted it up her body, exposing the pale skin of her stomach, the lacy blue fabric of her bra, and the ample cleavage between her breasts. I pulled the shirt completely off, and noticed how messed up Gwen's hair was now that her shirt was off. Before I let her rest, though, I reached behind with one hand and unclasped her bra, letting it drop free of her breasts.
I can't tell you how long I'd waited to see those perfect mounds. Her breasts were heavy, soft, and smooth. Her nipples were hard, and I reached down to cup her tits in my hand, weighing them. I started to massage them, squeezing them forcefully as I pushed Gwen back onto the bed, and she gasped out loud. Her gasp turned me on more, and I found myself climbing up the bed, my legs straddling her on either side, my dick in my hand in front of her face.
"Let me hear you touch and fondle your breasts as I jack off onto your face."
Gwen moaned in reply, and dutifully cupped her own breasts, rubbing them heavily. Her moaning started as soft sighs, but as I stroked myself in front of her, her moans became louder, and I watched as she opened her mouth, licking her tongue at my dick, waiting for its cum.
"Mmm. That's it. Do you want me to cum on your pretty little face?"
"Mmm hmm," she groaned. She was panting and whimpering now, and it drove me wild. In no time at all, I was grabbing her head with my other hand, pulling her hair and pulling her closer to my cock, feeling the surge rise inside me.
I forced my dick in her mouth, and she ate it hungrily. For all her shyness on the outside, she could be a beast in bed. She gulped at my dick, and I felt her lick my cock and bite it gently as she tried to take it all inside. Her tongue was like soft velvet, and it brought me to the very edge.
Before I exploded, I pulled my cock from her mouth, slapping it gently against her face before finally jerking myself to the point of explosion. Still pulling her hair, I tossed my head back and furiously pumped the shaft of my dick until cum spurted in several hot, heavy streams onto Gwen's pure and soft and small little face. And she screamed in delight, and her tongue struggled to lick at my dick to get the rest of the cum as it slowly oozed out the tip. When I was finally done, and my body was exhausted, I told her to swallow my dick again and clean it off like the little cum whore that she was. She moaned and ate hungrily, squeezing my butt with her hands as she did as she was told.
I staggered off of her then, and sat on the bed looking at her, taking in her young body. I felt my dick throb weakly and stir as I again fixated on her huge breasts, and started to rub it instinctively.
"Gwen, take off your pants and panties." I breathed heavily as I spoke, and Gwen complied without even getting up from the bed.
"Now," I continued, breathing hard still, "turn this way and look at me as you finger yourself and touch yourself. I want you to make yourself cum."
Gwen did as I said. She turned a little on the bed so that her legs were wide open facing the closet, and she looked at me with her deep, green eyes as she licked a couple of her fingers and lowered them to her pussy lips. She was aching, and I saw her press her pussy into her hand at the first touch. Curious, I reached down between her legs, placing my hand over hers, and felt how wet she was.
"God, Gwen," I licked my lips. "You're soaking wet down there."
"Unn," she shuddered, and arched her body again as she pressed our hands into her hot mound.
"Do it. Let me hear you cum."
Gwen quickly started to swirl her fingers over her clit and pussy lips. I withdrew my hand, instead taking hold of my dick again and watched with lust and longing as she swirled and rubbed herself with precision. Her body bucked, and her legs trembled. With her free hand, she dug into the comforter of the bed, and I watched in awe as she whimpered shakily, an orgasm rocking and quaking within her. She didn't stop, though, and continued to rub herself intently. She came two, three more times, each time her moans and whimpers getting louder until at last she screamed out, and I watched as her pussy squirted a little bit, wet cum dripping from her fingers onto the bed.
Her body collapsed, but she still idly rubbed her pussy lips with her hand.
"Now that was a show," I muttered.
"Mmm. I'm glad you like it." She looked at me and smiled.
"I did. And now I get to watch it again and again."
Gwen's eyes went wide, and she sat up in the bed.
I climbed off of it, and walked over to the closet, opening the doors wide. There, mounted between the clothes on the rack, was a small camcorder, aimed directly at the bed.
"Shit!" Gwen screamed.
"Relax," I said. "It's just for me to view. I'm paying you, after all."
Gwen seemed unsure, but I got up and walked over to my dresser, reached inside and drawer and threw another $200 dollars onto the bed. "There. Better?"
Gwen took the money, and rolled down the bed to place it in the pile with her panties, and shoes.
"Now," I commanded. "Get on your hands and knees."
Gwen complied without hesitation now, and she wiggled her butt a little as I climbed behind her. My cock was hard again, and I cradled it in my hand as I deftly rolled a condom on. I reached forward with my hand to find her pussy lips, and she shook and winced at the touch. She must have rubbed herself raw, but I didn't care. Instead, I guided my penis inside of her, and grabbed hold of her sides as the hilt passed between the folds of her pussy lips.
"Oh God! What a tight little pussy."
Gwen didn't reply, she just started rocking against my dick. Since she seemed to be angry still, I decided to start forcing myself inside her harder, grabbing hold of her ass and ramming myself inside her with each heavy, aching thrust.
Soon she started to grunt and moan, and we both started to pant and tremble as our bodies worked in effort against each other.
We fucked furiously and fast, and more than once my dick popped out of her, and I had to shove it back inside, each time met by a long, luxurious moan from Gwen as she felt the shaft run home.
"Mmm," I moaned. "This is the best little pussy I've bought."
Gwen gasped and moaned, and I felt her squeeze her pussy around my dick. I grunted heavily, and continued to force myself inside her, shoving my dick in as deep and hard and as fast as it would go.
Finally, almost by surprise, I felt myself stop my dick inside of her, and felt it spasm weakly, emptying the cum inside it into the rubber condom around my cock head.
"Oh fuck," I groaned weakly.
"Oh God," Gwen cooed.
We sat like that, me joined to Gwen from behind, making a few, slow, gentle thrusts on each other until I finally pulled my dick out of her, sliding off the condom, now filled with a load of my cum.
"You're a good lay," I said, tossing the condom into the trash by the bed.
"Thanks," replied Gwen, rolling over onto her side. "You aren't going to tell anyone?"
"No. But I'm afraid you're going to have to lower your rates. I can't afford $500 fucks all the time."
"Sure," Gwen assured, climbing onto her knees and leaning to kiss me softly.
Gwen's lips were dry, but soft and smooth. She gently slipped her tongue into my mouth, running it against my own. I reached down to cup and squeeze her breasts, and she laughed. "You really like those, don't you?"
"Well, they're amazing."
She sat back, and looked down at her breasts and then up at me. "Well, do you have a digital camera as well?" She looked over at the camera in the closet, which was still recording.
"Yeah," I replied.
"Then go get it, and take some pictures to remember this by."
I did as she said, and in no time had about 40 pictures of her in various poses and states of undress in digital form. Finally, I shut off both the cameras, and offered to give her a ride home. Gwen nodded and agreed, and she gathered up the last of her things, including the $500 I'd paid her for our time together. She wrapped her arm around mine, and together we walked to my car for me to drive her home.
It was an expensive lay, but it was worth every penny and more..
64 Tish, the MILF
gizmo52242
I don't think I could tell you exactly when it first started happening, but one day it became very clear to me that I was developing a huge crush on one of my wife's best friends.
Tish had been a friend of my wife's since middle school, and they had stuck together despite going to separate high schools and separate colleges. When we got married, I made it clear that I was okay moving closer to my wife's family and friends, so Tish was one of the people we ended up close to.
Tish was married now, to her husband Eric, an older, Filipino man she had met online back in college. The two had two kids together, their youngest less than a year old. Despite being a mother of two, Tish was still beautiful. She was short, about 5'2", short black hair, brown eyes, and smooth, copper skin. Her mother was white, her father Latino, so she had inherited a deliciously glowing skin tone that made her both exotic and familiar.
Tish still carried a few extra pounds since the second baby, but it seemed that most of that was in her face and in her breasts. Her petite body was still shapely and curvaceous, though her breasts seemed to stretch her shirts more now than they had before she had kids.
We hung out with Eric and Tish every once in a while, sometimes catching movies together, or grilling out in their backyard, or even taking their kids to the zoo. Somewhere during all of that, I started noticing myself becoming attracted to Tish. Her body was one thing, but her whole demeanor -- sometimes playful, sometimes fierce -- made me want her all the more. Shamefully I have to admit that there were times when we would spend together, and I would have to excuse myself to go to the bathroom to relieve the erection that was straining my pants, or else usher my wife home and take out the sexual tension with her.
Things took a more serious turn just a few days ago. We were on our way home from visiting other friends in Detroit, and we stopped by Tish's house on the way back to have a mini barbeque in their back yard. It was early evening, so their place seemed quiet and relaxed when we pulled in and went inside their house. The relaxation wouldn't last long for me, though, because as soon as we walked in, I noticed that Tish was sporting some comfortable black Capri pants, and a tight grey t-shirt that formed perfectly around her breasts, showing me the outlines of her bra through the taut material. As we walked in, Tish was quick to great us with hugs, and I felt my dick stir as her breasts pressed against my chest, and my hand ran along her back briefly.
Tish didn't seem to notice. It was just a hug for her, but it had definitely set off my desire for her. Eric came inside and greeted us. He had already been starting the grill, and was just saying hi and grabbing the food to take out. We greeted each other and then he was off again. I contemplated doing the "man thing" and going to hang out with him, but instead pulled up a chair in the dining room with my wife and Tish to talk for a while. They were talking about books they had read, and the class they took together at the local community college in the evenings, and I found myself stealing glances into Tish's eyes, and letting my eyes roll over her breasts which now pressed against the table top as she leaned forward to talk.
One of Tish's two girls came walking out and said hi. Tara was three, and she had inherited the exotic, asian look of her father. She had been playing with markers in her room, and she asked for more paper to draw on. I watched as Tish got up, and quietly ran my eyes over the skin of her exposed feet and ankles, the shape of her thighs and ass, and the silhouette of her top ushering her daughter back to her room.
When Tish came back, I made a quick adjustment of my pants, trying to allow more room for my now raging hard cock to throb and ache.
Eric came in and announced food was ready, so we all got up and started carrying out the necessary trays and side dishes to compliment the meat off the grill. My wife and Eric were the ones doing most of the work, and I strategically made an effort to be the one to go back and forth between the inside and out, offering to carry out things for Tish. Tish smiled at me and was pleased for the help, and more than once I gently touched her hand with mine as if an accident when I took the dish from her hands.
In no time at all, the six of us were all sitting down outside, eating our dinner. The two girls, Eric and Tish, and me and my wife. I had ended up next to Tish, and again felt my dick throbbing uncomfortably against the restraint of my pants every time she looked at me, or every time our feet bumped together under the table. Things were made even more uncomfortable when everyone looked in one direction to see one of the girls running around after a lightning bug in the yard, and I quickly stole a glance at Tish's tight shirt, which now plainly showed her erect nipples pushing hard against the material confining them.
That was really all I could take, so I asked to use the bathroom and headed inside. I navigated the hallways leading to the bathroom, and stepped inside quickly, quietly closing the door. Before I had even had a chance to lock it, though, there came a knock from the other side. I opened the door, and was surprised to see Tish standing there.
"Can I come in for just a second? I need to get something."
"Sure," I smiled, and tried to step aside as she stepped into the bathroom with me. The bathroom was small, and she brushed against me as she came in, and I felt her leg press gently against my crotch, and felt my dick rise briefly at the touch.
Tish slipped by me and stood over near the toilet. "Could you close the door?"
"Um, sure," I murmured, and quietly shut the door.
"Lock it."
She was looking at me silently, and I couldn't tell what was going on behind her swimming, brown eyes. I did as she asked, bracing myself for what I thought might be a conversation about my inappropriate glances, and my accidental brush against her with the tip of my cock.
"You've been looking at me."
I swallowed and nodded.
"Not just this time. I think I've seen you trying to catch glimpses of me before. Looking down my shirt. Watching me help the kids."
"Yeah," I managed. "I'm sorry."
"No," she smiled softly, "you shouldn't be."
"Really?"
"Really. I feel the same way. I've been having thoughts of you for months."
"Wow," was all I could reply.
"I was wondering if maybe we could do something about our mutual attraction," she proposed.
"How?" I asked, unsure of where this would go.
"Well, for starters," she said, and she moved back a little from the toilet she was standing near, "why don't you sit down?" She motioned for me to sit, and I quietly did as she asked.
"Do you think they'll wonder what's going on?"
"No," she smiled, lowering herself to her knees and reaching her small hands forward to unbutton and unzip my pants, "they're playing with the kids. We've got some time."
She smiled up at me, her short hair falling a little across her eyes a little as she reached to pull back my boxers, and my hard dick sprang free.
"Are you sure we should be doing this?"
She sighed, grasping my cock gingerly, starting to make slow jerks along it with her hand. "Please, Brian. We're adults. I'm betting you get just as little sex as I do. We're just two, healthy adults who are fulfilling our desires with one another so that we can continue to be just as faithful and loving to our spouses as we have always been."
"But," I stammered, "what if they find out? And, you're Sarah's best friend."
"Well," she smiled viciously, "now you and I can be friends." And with that, she leaned forward, and lowered her mouth over my dick.
It was hot, and my dick was aching. I could feel her exhale heavily through her nostrils as she took me all the way in, and I arched my body up into her as she started to swirl her tongue over my dick, getting it wet. She looked up at me with her doe eyes, and gently slid her teeth along my shaft. I felt myself shudder, and I grabbed hold of the vanity and the window sill to keep myself from crying out.
Tish started to slide her mouth along me, thrusting my rigid cock inside her mouth at a steady space. I could feel her slide her tongue along the underside of my dick as she moved, sucking hard along my head and shaft. I was panting, my legs trembling and hitting against her shoulders and sides. I looked to see her breasts pressed firmly against the closed toilet seat, and watched as she reached a hand into my boxers to free my balls, fondling them eagerly.
Her hands felt cold as the touched my sack, and she moaned audibly at the heat of them against her skin. She paused sucking on me for a moment, making soft gulping noises as she ran my balls between her fingers. She made another moan, opening her mouth to exhale against the hair of my crotch, and then started moving more vigorously along my shaft.
I tilted my head back, arching my pelvis into her, and I could hear her choke and struggle a little as my dick pressed into the roof of her mouth and the back of her throat. But even if she hadn't had sex in a while, if she was truly as sex starved as I was, she was still a pro at sucking cock. She took all of me inside her, and gulped and sucked vehemently.
My legs were quaking now. My fingers were hurting from the force of holding onto the vanity and window sill, my knuckles white, drained of blood. Tish could sense my orgasm rising, could hear how I stopped breathing for long moments, my legs tense as she sucked me. Still she kept her pace, and tongued and sucked me until I was to the very edge. And then, with words that were barely a whisper and more of a whimper, "Tish, I'm coming."
And the waves of orgasm crashed through me. My dick tensed, and then it let go, spasming against Tish's tongue as it shot hot semen into her throat and waiting mouth. She stopped and gasped, moaning into my dick as it continued to cum. When it was done, she swallowed, and then gingerly licked the head of my dick with her tongue, cleaning up the last few drops.
"Mmm," she gulped. "I've been waiting to suck you off."
I shuddered again at her words, and looked down at her, stunned and exhausted. "I can't believe this just happened."
"Well," she breathed, wiping her fingers across her lips to clean up any extra cum, "believe it. And it's going to happen again if you like."
"I would," I said eagerly.
"Good," she smiled, standing up and adjusting her shirt and her Capris. "Eric's gone tomorrow to a conference for work. You should stop by."
"That's perfect," I smiled back. "Sarah's going to a bridal shower for Samantha, so I'll be home alone with the car."
"Well, I'll still have the girls," she said, smiling wryly, "but I can put them down for naps easily enough." Tish moved towards the door. "You should clean up and put your dick away. I'm going to go back out before you do so they don't make any sort of connection."
I nodded, and grabbed some toilet paper to wipe up the mess that was my soaking, limp cock. Tish left the bathroom, and I quickly stood up, pulled my boxers and pants back over my dick, threw away the toilet paper, and washed my hands before heading outside.
Eric and Sarah were still watching the girls play, and Tish had already sat down, smiling widely at me. "Welcome back."
"Thanks," I smiled. And we went back to pretending nothing had happened for the next hour until Sarah and I were ready to go home.
When we left, Tish gave me a hug again, and I made an effort to trace my fingers over the material of her bra straps, and she pressed her breasts into my chest a little harder than before so that I knew it was intentional. We disconnected, and then Sarah and I made for home.
The whole drive there, Sarah and I talked about our weekend and Samantha's upcoming wedding, and I tried to keep focused and interested. In truth, though, my mind was wandering, and even as I watched the road ahead, I could still see the shapely outline of Tish's breasts in that tight grey shirt behind my eyes.
I arrived at Tish and Eric's place the next day around 2:30 in the afternoon. I had taken off work early, no longer able to take the torture of thinking about and craving her. I had called before I left, and Tish promised to have the girls down and in bed when I arrived. And sure enough, Tish hung herself out the door as I pulled into the driveway, saying that the girls were down for naps, and that we had some time to play.
Tish was wearing her glasses today, and her hair was styled so that it hung in bangs over her forehead. She was wearing a dark, short summer dress and some sandals, and she motioned me inside. As soon as I stepped in the door and it closed shut behind me, she pulled herself against me, and I leaned down to kiss her heavily.
Tish pushed her furtive, exploring tongue between my lips, and I felt the tip of it teasing mine in return. I reached to grab her butt, hiking up her dress and was surprised when I felt bare skin instead of the panties I expected to find.
I looked at her with curious eyes, and she shrugged, her arms still around my neck. "I didn't know how much time we'd have, so I wanted to be able to be as quick and discreet as possible."
She kissed me furiously again, tasting my mouth and breathing heavily into it. My dick throbbed, pressing against her stomach as we stood in the kitchen, making out. Finally she pulled herself from me, taking my hand and leading me into the living room. Without speaking, she pushed me towards a chair, and I turned to face her, unzipping my pants to pull out my cock. She let me pull it free, then pushed me to sit down. I leaned back against the chair, and Tish straddled me, her bare pussy lips rubbing along the fabric of my pants as she leaned forward, breathing heavily, to kiss me again.
This time I took the lead, pulling her down to me, biting her lips gently, my other hand reaching to massage and squeeze her breast through her dress. As I did, she reached behind her, and took hold of my dick, lining it up with the entrance to her hot little mound. At first she had some trouble, so she reached around the front instead, and we both moaned as she succeeded in lowering herself along my waiting, naked cock.
She was sopping it seemed. Her pussy was hot and wet, and I could feel the prickly stubble of her mound grinding against me. She must have just shaved, and I relished in the feel of her bare pussy.
Before she could help herself, she was already making fast, heavy thrusts on my dick, and was letting out gasps and moans. I watched her face, still massaging her breast as she used my dick to impale herself. And in less than a minute, I felt her pussy contract, and felt her body quaking and trembling as an orgasm hit her. I tensed, gasping at the feel of her pussy juices coating my hard, hot dick.
Her face was flushed, and she brushed hair out of her eyes. Her glasses had fallen down to the tip of her nose, and she pushed them up with her finger, kissing me deeply, her tongue exploring my mouth. As I returned the kiss, she was already grinding against me again, harder and more forcefully this time.
I tried to grunt into her kiss, but she pulled back a little, pressing a finger to my lips. "Shh, not so loud."
"But," I began to protest.
"I know. I was too vocal. We don't want to wake up the girls."
I nodded, and kissed her back eagerly, trying to maintain a low volume with the moans that threatened to keep escaping my mouth.
Tish was humping me so hard, and she pulled her mouth from mine, resting her head against my shoulder as she pulled along my shaft. "Oh, God... fuck me..."
It was said in a whimpering, simpering voice, and the sound of the words as they traced my ear were enough to drive me to the very edge. And just like that, as she humped me with her poky, wet pussy, I burst inside of her. Tish let out a long, luxurious moan, and I felt her milking my cock with her pussy which was now still against my shaft.
When it was clear that I was done coming, she raised her head, running her thumb along my cheek. "It feels so good to have your cum inside of me."
I moaned, then gasped a little. "Wait? Are you on birth control?"
She smiled a bit, seeming to enjoy my sudden fear. "Yes. It's fine. I'm on the pill. I don't need any more babies getting in the way of my sex life."
And I watched as she closed her eyes, moving slowly along my dick again. As if to punctuate her comment, we heard the sounds of her youngest daughter crying, clearly waking up from her nap.
Tish opened her eyes and smiled at me knowingly, "Looks like the girls are up."
"Should I go?" I asked.
"No, not yet." I felt her squeeze my dick inside of her. "You can help me baby sit them. They'll be ready for bed in a couple of hours. And then you can stay over."
I smiled, and she kissed me gently. Silently, she pulled herself off of my dick, and I watched her lower her dress over herself, and looked down at my own crotch to see my pants wet with our sweat and cum.
Quickly I tucked my dick away, and went to the kitchen to grab some paper towels and clean up. With my shirt untucked as much as it would go, and hunching a bit to give it some extra coverage, I washed my hands and headed into a brief stint of babysitting before what I figured would be a very long, lust-filled night..
65 Grandma Sits on My Lap in the Car
chris99999
It was going to be a busy day. My grandma Mary was moving into her new house and we needed to pick up her personal items from the old place. It was all the stuff my grandma would not trust with the delivery firm, she wanted it taken in the car.
I am David twenty years old and my mother is Ann. Grandma is sixty and my mother is forty. The running joke in the family is that I need to have a child now to keep up the twenty year gaps. It would not surprise me if it was mentioned during the long time we would have to spend together in the car. I was needed for the heavy lifting and my mother for the driving and her skill in packing.
My mother and grandma are very much alike in appearance. They are about five feet four inches tall compared to my five feet ten. Attractive faces are topped with auburn hair. Both have a few extra pounds but it looks good on them. I wouldn't like to guess their bra size but putting it crudely they both have a good handful. Grandma does not look her age and often when they are out together people assume they are sisters. However they have different personalities. My mother is easy going and carefree but grandma is quite formal and can be strict. You will never see her anything other than well dressed. I have to call her 'Grandma' rather than 'Gran' or 'Nan'. For mother it can be 'Mother', 'Mum' or even 'Mummy', any of these are OK with her.
It took us just three hours to get there. We had avoided much of the traffic because of the early start. Her new house is only minutes away from ours, it's the main reason why she picked it, so we had at least another three hours travelling to do on the return. I just hoped we would be lucky again, if not it could be nearer to four.
We had a hearty breakfast before packing. Mother insisted that before anything went into the car she wanted to get it all together so she could plan the loading. My first thought when we had arrived was that there was not much to be moved. I was wrong. Each room contained something that was going. Mother did a lot of pacing up and down and muttering under her breath. "No way. It's not going to fit in." Eventually she calmed down. After staring at it for several minutes she said "I have a plan."
She quickly explained it. The car would be fully packed except for the driver's seat and one of the rear ones. I would have to share a seat with grandma. I started to complain but was shouted down with "Have you got a better idea?"
I looked at all the stuff and thought about it. "No" was my simple answer. That made her smile and I was immediately put to work. Grandma just watched, happy that we now had a solution.
I thought we would be finished in half an hour but it was nearly double that. It was all the stopping to rearrange things. Grandma had a mixture of boxes, carrier bags and loose items. Every tiny space was now crammed with something. I just hoped we didn't get stopped by the police for being overloaded.
Mother did a final check of the house just in case we had missed anything. Nothing, so we were all packed. "Time to go" she said, happy with what we had achieved. I looked at the passenger seat and wished I had learnt to drive. I was now going to be stuck in the back, there was a lot more room in the front.
Until now I hadn't given much thought to how we would actually fit into the back seat. I suddenly realised that grandma would have to sit on my lap rather than us both being squeezed in side by side. I was outside the car thinking about it when mother prodded me. We needed to get going.
I got in and waited for grandma, I think she was having a last look at the house. She had shared it with grandad for nearly thirty years until his early death five years ago. I look a lot like him, the same muscular build. I have never been called handsome, rugged seems to be what most people say.
Grandma returned. She took a long look at where she was going to sit. "It's a good job I am slim and trim."
She eased herself in and mother closed the door. It was a tight fit but not as bad as I thought it would be. Without checking if we were OK mother was behind the wheel driving off. She put the radio on, it was a bit muffled because of all the stuff in the car. I had to shout to ask her to turn it up.
Everything was fine for the first twenty minutes or so until we hit a bumpy road. Not too bad but enough to make grandma bounce a little. My cock started to thicken. I closed my eyes and started to think un-sexy thoughts. Nothing worked, it just kept on growing. It's not massive, six inches on a good day but she must notice it. Grandma started to move, to adjust her position. It continued to grow to its full length.
She whispered "I know what men are like, but stop it if you can."
"I am trying to" I said. The road got a bit smoother but my cock stayed hard. Both of us tried to ignore it. However after another twenty minutes I felt her slowly start to rock on me. It was different from the movement caused by the car. She moved her bottom slightly until it was positioned nicely on my cock. With shock I realised what she was doing. She was now enjoying it. My cock found another inch.
My head was spinning. The best thing to do is ignore it. Pretend it is not happening. That is what I did until she held my hand and positioned it on one of her tits. "Are you shocked?" I didn't reply. I just nodded. "It's OK your mother cannot see anything." She then pushed my hand harder and I could feel a nipple in my palm. I moved my fingers to touch it and she removed her hand. I wanted to get inside but the dress was tight at the top so I would have to stay outside. I raised my other hand so that I could play with both nipples. I heard a soft moan as I felt them grow. My grandma had hinted in the past that her nipples were 'special'. I now knew what she meant, long and thick. I wish I could suck them.
She must have read my mind because she said "They should be in your mouth. That's not possible so you need to concentrate on my cunt." That shocked me even more. I had never even heard her swear before so using such a crude word left me stunned. I think she sensed my amazement. "I may be sixty but I am still a woman with needs. I am not sure if what we are doing is a good idea but since we are I want to enjoy it." I continued to work on her large nipples whilst I thought about what she had said.
I had just placed a hand on her lap when mother shouted "Are you still OK in the back. The ride is not too hard for you?" That made me jump.
Grandma laughed softly and wiggled her bum against my cock before replying "It's hard but I can take it." Nothing else was said. I was now concentrating on getting into her knickers. She made it easier by lifting her legs up and opening them wider. It looked uncomfortable but she had managed to rest her feet on some of the stuff packed in the car so her legs were in fact supported. I pulled her dress up as best I could but when she saw I was struggling she did it for me.
I could see her white knickers and the bulge of her cunt. I suppose I had expected them to be old fashioned and loose. These were small and tight. They reminded me of those my first girlfriend had on when she had let me finger her. That time was special and I hoped this was going to be as well.
"Do you want to stop for a break or carry on?"
"I think we should carry on. My leg is a bit numb but I am going to get David to rub it." As she said that she held my hand and positioned it at the top of her knickers. When she released her grip I slipped my hand in.
"That sounds like a good idea. Make sure he does it properly. Start slowly then rub it hard until it releases the tension."
What my mother had said was exactly what I was going to do. It was just as well that she could not see anything, even if she turned around, because it wasn't a leg I was going to be rubbing.
Her knickers were tight but she manged to open her legs a bit more. This gave me good access to her cunt. I dipped a finger in to get some juice. She was soaking wet, a lot more than other girls I had played with. I added a second.
"Your grandad called me Juicy Lucy. It was his private joke." He had kept that a secret. Today I was learning a lot of new interesting things about grandma.
I was now moving my fingers in and out. Slowly at first but then faster as I heard her start to softly moan. Time to play with her clit. I rotated my hand slightly so that I could rub it with my thumb.
"How is David doing, is he massaging the correct spot?"
I continued working on her cunt whilst she tried to compose herself before replying. "Yes he is an expert. He knows exactly where to put his fingers."
"Good. He might have to do the same to me later on. It's hard work driving." Both of us had to suppress a laugh. If only she knew.
It was getting hot now. My cock was throbbing as if it was going to burst. My left hand was still playing with a nipple and my right was occupied with her very juicy cunt. Her moaning was increasing. If she got any louder then mother might hear.
"I need more."
"Another finger?"
"Don't be silly. I need to be fucked."
I stopped playing with her. "It's impossible. How can we do it? Mother will know what we are doing."
We then discussed it rationally for the next few minutes. That was surreal. It was if we were talking about some mundane task we had to do rather than how to fuck in the back of the car without being discovered.
Eventually she had a plan. "I can put my hands behind me on the boxes at the back. I can then raise myself long enough so that you can quickly lower your trousers and release your cock."
"I see. Then you sit back on me. You then only need to lift up a bit for me to slide your knickers off."
"Correct."
That's what we did. We were now both ready to start. She then lifted herself higher so that we could get penetration. In doing so her foot slipped and kicked one of the boxes.
"Hey what's going on back there?"
Grandma pulled her leg back and then raised herself up again. She said "Sorry, I was trying to get a better position." My cock was now pressing against her opening. She quickly lowered herself giving a long low sigh as it squeezed into her.
"Next time be careful. I need to concentrate on the driving." A few seconds later she said "There is a place to stop in about a mile or we can continue for another half hour."
I quickly shouted "Carry on."
Grandma added "I have got myself comfortable. I just want to enjoy it before we stop."
"Fine by me, but I am not going beyond another thirty minutes. I need a break."
In a low voice grandma said "I think we will be finished before then. It's five years since your grandad died. That's a long time with just your own fingers to satisfy yourself. I just hope I don't scream when I climax." There was a slight pause before she finished with "You are going to make me come?"
I didn't hesitate, "Yes."
We then started to fuck. It was a mixture of her raising herself up by pushing her feet on the car floor and me lifting her with my hands. It was awkward at first but we soon got into a good rhythm. We even managed to get full strokes so that my cock was going deep into her. I was enjoying it, and judging from the noises she was making grandma was as well.
We were just getting to the end when mother interrupted us with "Ten minutes to go. When we stop I am going to go to the burger place. Are you going to come as well?"
I shouted back, a bit too loud, "I am coming." Grandma managed to reply even louder with "Yes. I am coming as well." To me she said "Fuck me hard, finish me off."
Mother laughed, "You must both be very hungry."
As she said that my last long stroke had taken us both over the edge. Grandma was holding a hand over her mouth to muffle the sound and I was emitting a low groan as my cock kept twitching, pouring wave after wave into her.
We collapsed, completely spent.
"Your grandad also used to call me his dirty little slut."
I don't know why she had to tell me that but I was glad she did. "He was right. As you have just demonstrated you are a dirty slut." That caused her to chuckle.
We were basking in the glow of a satisfying fuck when mother startled us with "Five minutes."
I had almost forgotten she was there. Had she heard us? Were we too loud? We must be OK otherwise she would have said something. For the next few minutes we hurried to get decent. We managed it with seconds to spare. As mother pulled into the parking lot we did a final check. All looked good. There was now a slight smell of sex but there was nothing we could do about that except keep the windows down when we continued with the journey.
As soon as we stopped mother jumped out of the car. We heard "I will be back to lock up. I need the toilet."
We got out and waited for her to return. It was good to stretch my legs. "I need to go as well. It's all seeping down my leg. How much did you pour into me?"
I smiled and said "Everything I had." Grandma then followed mother and I waited, guarding the car and all its precious contents.
I was OK. My main need was food. Eventually we got to the burger place. The food was good and soon we were ready to continue. Mother went ahead to the car which gave me some time alone with grandma. I wanted to say something but couldn't find the right words. Before I could she said "Today was wonderful. I have no regrets. You have made me very happy. So no need to say anything." I just nodded.
We squeezed back into the car and soon we were on the main road. Mother hadn't turned the radio on yet when she said "It's been a nice day so far. I am glad we got all your stuff in." She paused for a few seconds to concentrate on overtaking a slow moving car. "It reminds me of the time my father and uncle Jim took me to Uni all those years ago. I think the car was even more crammed than this one. Uncle Jim drove and I had to sit on father's lap." There was a sharp intake of breath from both of us in the back. Was grandma thinking what I was thinking? "This car even smells the same. It must be the musty boxes and sweaty bodies." She laughed.
Mother said "I remember now. I was away on some business trip so could not go. That is why uncle Jim went instead. I only got back after your father had returned from dropping you off." She then whispered to me "What I also remember is that it was soon after that he said he liked the name Ann but Lucy might have been more appropriate. I think it stuck in my mind because when he said it I thought he was disappointed over the name we had picked. Perhaps he said it for another reason." I didn't reply but I was thinking the same thing 'Juicy Lucy'.
Mother turned the radio on and I silently contemplated what had been said in the last few minutes. Had she done the same as us all those years ago? If so then she must have guessed what we had been up to. Had she actually engineered it by the way she packed the car so that we were in our own private space? Wow, lots of questions but no answers.
We travelled for another hour before reaching grandma's new house. I had decided to act as if nothing had happened and I was hoping grandma would do the same. The car had gone straight into the garage so we could leave the unpacking until the next day.
After a nice meal with a few drinks we relaxed in front of the television. I was gradually coming to the conclusion that all was well. Mother was 'innocent' and that what she has said was just some funny coincidence. That was until she announced "When you move for your new job in a few months I want to go with you, but I am not doing the driving."
I looked at grandma and could tell she was thinking the same thing as me, would mother be sitting on my lap?
Let's wait and see!
66 Adam has Lost the Use of His Hands
chris99999
"Can I go home?"
"Yes, but you will need help, twenty-four hour help. Have you got it?"
I hesitated before giving the doctor a firm "Yes."
However when he had left the room I wasn't sure who would be looking after me. An hour later mother arrived.
"Hi Adam, is the pain any better?"
"Hi mum, a bit."
"Did the doctor say how much longer you are going to be in hospital?"
"I asked him."
Mother interrupted me with "When?"
I smiled and said "Let me finish, I can come home now."
She gave me an even bigger smile. I think it's the first I have seen from her since my accident.
A week ago I was working in an old chemical plant when I dropped a hammer. It cracked a pipe and I was drenched in a clear liquid. At first I thought it was water, but then I could feel it burning my hands. To cut a long story short I ended up in hospital. Fortunately my clothes had protected me and it was only my exposed hands that were affected. I was in a lot of pain but thankful it hadn't sprayed onto my face.
"I will speak to the doctor to see what time you can go. It's late now so I guess it will be sometime tomorrow morning."
"Mum?"
"Yes Adam."
"The doctor says I will need looking after."
"I know that."
"All the time, twenty-four hours."
She gave me a look, the same one she used to give me when I was a child and had said something stupid. She then shook her head and said "I know that as well."
"But what about your work?"
She gave a long sigh before saying "It's all sorted out. My boss is letting me have two weeks off work, starting when you get out."
"But my hands are going to take more than two weeks to heal."
"Don't you want to leave the hospital?"
I could tell she was annoyed, then in a calmer voice she said "I had a talk with the doctor yesterday, he thinks it will be another five to six weeks before you get back the full use of your hands."
I was going to interrupt her but she put her hand up to stop me.
"Aunty June will do the two weeks after me, Ava the rest. You know Aunty June has been very good about it. Uncle Bill was going away for three week on business to Singapore, she has made him move it forward a week so that he will be out of the way whilst she looks after you."
That was a shame, I like Uncle Bill, you can have a laugh with him.
When she had finished she fixed me with a stare that said 'This is what we are doing, don't argue with me'.
So that was the plan. I didn't have any other options so I tried to look grateful, but I did manage to mumble "Not my sister Ava."
Mother smiled at that but didn't say anything.
The next day she was at the hospital early, but it was another two hours before I could leave.
"Mrs Jones, did the nurse go over everything with you?"
"Yes doctor. I have his painkillers, and I know about keeping his hands dry when he has a bath or a shower."
"Good, don't forget to make an appointment for next week before you leave."
It was only a thirty minute drive from the hospital to home, but it did give me enough time to think about what mother would now need to do for me, everything the nurses had been doing. Using the toilet was going to be the worst thing. The nurses had been very matter of fact about it, they do it all the time, mother doing it was going to be embarrassing, but I guess I would get used to it. Would it be best if I had a bath rather than a shower? In the hospital it had only been bed baths, a quick wash down with a wet cloth.
"You go into the house and I will bring all your stuff in."
Mother got out of the car, I waited for her to open the door for me. It was only when she had put the key in the front door that she realised I hadn't followed her. When she turned back to look at me I waved my bandaged hands.
I got a quick "Sorry" when she let me out.
I was glad to be back home. I was looking forward to her cooking, I hadn't had a decent meal since my accident. However the most pressing need was the toilet. I could wait a bit longer but it was probably best to do it now, the sooner it became routine the better.
"How about a nice cup of coffee?"
"Yes, but first I need the toilet."
There was an awkward silence for a few seconds before mother looked at me and said "OK."
I gave her a smile, to ease the tension, then I said "I just need a leak."
When we got to the bathroom mother quickly reached for my zip, I guess she wanted it over and done with as soon as possible, but unfortunately it wouldn't move.
"I think it's stuck, something must be trapped in it."
I could hear the frustration in her voice.
"Try pulling it hard."
"That's what I have been doing. I think I need to look at it to see what is stuck in it."
Before I could reply mother was on her knees staring at my crotch.
"Stay still, I think I know what the problem is."
It took another minute or so before she managed to free it.
"I hope we don't have all this messing about every time you want a piss."
We both laughed at that. When we had finished I could see mother was now hesitant, the next step was to take my cock out. As her hand went in I closed my eyes, I could now feel her pulling it out. When she had finished I heard her gasp. Opening my eyes I looked down at her, she was staring at my cock. She then muttered something.
"It's so big."
I was shocked, without thinking I blurted out "But wasn't father as big as me?"
In a low voice she just said "No."
I was surprised, I had just assumed I had inherited it from him. I was also surprised when she held it, not tentatively but with a firm grip. It was as if she was feeling the thickness of it. When I had finished she shook it a few times to get the last drops out, then she kept her hand on it.
"Thanks, I think I am done."
She seemed reluctant to let go of it, but after a few seconds she started to put it back in. When she stood up I could see that her face looked flushed.
"Thanks, I think it will be less awkward next time."
Mother gave a nervous laugh before saying "I hope so, it's the first one, other than your father's, that I have seen since I was a teenager."
We were just leaving the bathroom when mother stopped and looked at me. I could see she wanted to say something, but she seemed hesitant.
"Adam, I was just wondering."
"What?"
"How big is it when it's erect?"
I was shocked, and I guess mother could see it on my face.
"Sorry, I should never have asked. I was just curious."
She now looked embarrassed so I tried to make a joke of it, "It's big enough."
That made her smile, then she said "Just wait until Aunty June sees it."
After we had both stopped laughing I looked at her, and with pride in my voice, I said "It's nearly nine inches."
In a low voice she repeated "Nine inches" then she shook her head.
"Adam, another question?"
I was now a bit wary, what did she want to know, the size of my balls? No, it was why had Hannah split up with me two weeks before the accident. She didn't say it but the implication was why would Hannah dump somebody who has a big cock? I just said her new boyfriend was very rich, worth millions. That must have made perfect sense to her because she didn't say anything else. So that was why I now had no girlfriend, and until I recovered there was no prospect of getting another one.
As I sat on the sofa drinking coffee I reflected on what had happened in the bathroom. My mother had now seen, and handled, my cock, she also knew its size. It would be easier next time.
"Is the coffee OK?"
"Yes, thanks. A lot better than the hospital stuff. I just wish I didn't have to drink it through a straw."
"I was thinking, before you go to bed tonight you need a bath."
I sniffed under my arm, "Yes I stink." Mother thought that was very funny.
I spent the rest of the morning and early evening reading and watching television, but reading was difficult because I had to turn the pages using just the little finger of my right hand. Mother was busy around the house, cleaning and cooking. I needed her help twice to piss and once for a sit down job. It was all done very efficiently, almost impersonal, except that she did seem to hold my cock longer than was strictly necessary.
Since my accident I hadn't had an erection, I was in too much pain to think about anything sexual. However now that the pain was less my cock was starting to come back to life. The last time mother had held it I had felt it thicken, it had taken all my self-control to stop it growing. In bed tonight I would have to find a way to relieve myself.
"Bath time."
"Can I just watch the end of this, another ten minutes?"
Mother laughed, "You were just the same when you were a child. Always wanting more time. OK, I will run the bath and call you when it's ready."
I got almost fifteen minutes before she returned. In her hand she had two small plastic bags and some elastic bands, she held them up to show me.
"Food bags to cover your hands."
When we got into the bathroom mother started to undress me. The first thing off was my loose T-shirt, she had to be careful not to put any pressure on my hands. She was about to unbutton my trousers when she stopped.
"I think I had better change into something more suitable, I am going to get wet."
As she left the bathroom she shouted "Don't move I will be back in a few minutes."
It was more than a few minutes, but the bathroom was nice and warm so I didn't mind waiting.
"Sorry, I was going to wear my swimsuit but I have looked everywhere for it. I bet Aunty June has borrowed it without asking."
I looked at her, she was wearing a dressing gown. She kept it on whilst she undressed me, I was now naked with stupid food bags on my hands. I waved them about to show how ridiculous they looked. She laughed, then she removed her dressing gown. All she had on was her knickers and bra.
"Before you say anything it's the only thing that I could think of wearing."
I tried to avert my eyes as she helped me into the bath. As I sat there waiting for her to wash me I tried not to think about what I had just seen. Mother had married young, I was born a year later when she was nineteen. She was now forty-one, still a young woman, and still attractive.
When she leant over to wash me I took the opportunity to take a good look at her big tits, they were straining against her bra. That was a mistake, I could feel my cock rising.
"Close your eyes, I need to wash your face."
I tried thinking of other things, but it didn't work, it just kept on growing.
"Done, now I need to wash your."
I opened my eyes, mother had stopped, wash cloth in hand. She was now watching my cock reach its full length. We stayed like that for a few seconds before she broke the silence.
In a calm voice she said "Close your eyes again, I am going to wash your hair."
So she was going to ignore it. Whilst she washed my hair I vowed I would find some way to relieve myself later in bed.
"You can open your eyes now."
I would rather have kept them closed, then I could have pretended that I didn't have a dirty great boner in front of my mother. Thankfully she continued to ignore it and within a couple of minutes my feet and legs were washed.
"Thanks, will you help me out?"
"Not so fast."
She looked at my crotch, and then nodded.
I was horrified, "NO."
She laughed, "Don't worry I will be gentle. You need washing there to keep it clean. You don't want an infection."
"It's clean enough. I have been soaking in the bath."
"Nonsense. I will not take no for an answer."
I sighed, I just hoped she was going to be quick.
"I know what you are worried about."
I was worried about coming, but I didn't want her to mention it.
"It's the wash cloth, it will be too rough."
I nodded vigorously then said "Yes that's it." I had a way out.
She turned away from me and dropped it onto my dirty clothes. I raised my knees, ready for her to help me out. However when I looked at her she now had the soap in her hands.
Smiling she said "I am just going to use my hands."
She started on the base of my shaft, nice and gentle. I tried not to moan.
In a low, almost seductive voice, she said "You can close your eyes if you want."
When I had closed them her hand went between my legs. Her fingers brushed against my anus and I tensed up.
I heard her giggle then she said "Relax."
Now her fingers were on my balls, she started washing them, then she cupped them. It felt good, too good. When she started rolling them in her hand I knew it was now more than a wash. I was going to say something, but I hesitated. She then stopped, and I was glad I hadn't because that would have been embarrassing for both of us.
Suddenly I gasped, her hand was now lightly gripping my cock, moving up and down the full length. When I opened my eyes she looked directly at me and then, still holding my gaze, she stroked my cock. She was good, not too tight a grip, slow at first then faster. All the time she was looking at me, watching my face. It didn't take me long to climax.
"Does that feel better?"
"Yes, it was amazing."
She giggled. "Thanks, I am glad I haven't lost my touch. But on a serious note keep this between you and me. I know it's difficult for you not being able to use your hands so I thought I would help you out."
"Thanks, I did need it, and I will never tell anybody about it."
"Good, if you behave I might do it again."
"Wow, I will be on my best behaviour. How about tomorrow night?"
She laughed, then she shook her head. That night, for the first time since my accident, I had a decent night's sleep.
The next morning there was no mention of what had happened the previous evening. However we did talk at length about my father who had died of a sudden heart attack eighteen months ago. We both still missed him dreadfully, but it gave us some comfort talking about the good times we had shared with him.
Just before bedtime I thought I would try my luck.
"I think I need another bath."
Mother stopped reading her book and fixed me with a look that said I was in trouble, but before speaking her face softened, "No, but we will do it tomorrow."
I smiled at her, I now had something to look forward to. I just hoped it would be as good as last time.
Unfortunately it didn't go as planned. The following day I felt really rough, not sure if it was a bug or just a consequence of my injury. I was in no mood to do anything except lounging about watching television, or sleeping. In the evening when I declined mother's offer of a bath she looked disappointed, almost annoyed. The next time I went to the toilet it was done quickly, her hand didn't linger on my cock.
"Are you feeling any better today?"
"Yes, I had a good night's sleep as well."
Mother looked pleased.
I spent the rest of the day waiting, every time I thought about how good mother's hand had been my cock thickened. I tried to think about other things, but eventually I always ended up thinking about her. Going to the toilet was becoming difficult. One time she had her hand on it for longer than usual, and when it started to grow I thought she was going to finish me off. However she quickly pushed it back into my pants and muttered "Later."
The evening news was just ending when I heard mother shout from the kitchen, "Bath time in half an hour."
That put a smile on my face. I shouted back "OK mum, I am ready when you are." Then in a low whisper I said "And my cock is ready now."
This time there was no dressing gown, she had entered the bathroom wearing just knickers and bra. Quickly and efficiently she undressed me. As soon as my cock was free it sprung into life. Mother was mesmerised by it, her eyes widened when it reached its full length.
She giggled then said in a loud voice "It's actually TOO big."
I just smiled, I was busy checking out her tits. Her bra seemed smaller, and tighter, than last time, I could make out her large nipples.
"Let's get you into the bath."
The washing was quicker than before, it was as if she was in a hurry to get to my cock.
"No need to wash your hair, I will do it next time."
I smiled in anticipation of what was to come next, but surprisingly mother now seemed hesitant to start.
"Last time you stained my bra, this one is expensive. I am going to take it off."
My eyes were now glued to her tits as I waited for her bra to come off. When they were released she cupped them in her hands, it was as if she was presenting them to me for inspection.
"They are magnificent, especially your big nipples."
She seemed pleased with my compliments.
"Your father couldn't keep his hands off them."
Waving my bandaged hands in the air I said "You are safe with me."
"Yes, but your father loved to suck them as well."
It sounded like an invitation for me to do the same. I waited for her to move her tits to my mouth but instead she started to wash the base of my cock, then very slowly she moved her hand up. She was now stroking it, slowly and gently. Last time she had quickly increased the pace, but today she didn't seem to be in a hurry to finish me off. It felt good, and I was happy for it to continue for as long as possible.
I was now building up to a nice climax. With an expert hand mother was taking me close but then easing off, almost teasing me. She continued doing it like that for several minutes, I was ready to burst.
I couldn't take any more, "Please make me come."
She just shook her head, and then continued as before. After another couple of minutes it was now almost painful.
"Are you ready now?"
"YES."
Mother burst out laughing, but I was getting annoyed.
In a soothing voice she said "Sorry, I will make you come, but I want it on my tits."
I hadn't expected that, but I wasn't going to say no. She then leant over the bath and positioned my cock between her big tits, it stayed there when she removed her hands. I liked the firm feel of her against my cock. It got better when, with both hands, she squeezed her tits together and started to rock backwards and forwards. I was now fucking her tits. It was a different feeling to her hand, but just as good, so I didn't last long. With a loud groan I climaxed. When she had released my cock I looked at her, most of it was on her neck and chin, and there was a lot of it. As she wiped herself I lay back in the bath, completely spent.
When I awoke next day I desperately needed the toilet, but mother wasn't up yet and I didn't want to disturb her. I was normally careful on how much I had to drink before bedtime, it wasn't fair on her to have to sort me out in the middle of the night, but last night she had to, and now I needed the toilet again. Fortunately it was only half an hour before I heard mother's footsteps outside the door.
I shouted to her, "I need the toilet."
"Not again", but when she came into the bedroom she was smiling.
"Sorry mum, I know it's hard work for you."
"I think I am used to it now."
When she had sorted me out, toilet and dressing, we went down for breakfast. I think eating was now the worst part of not been able to use my hands, my mother having to feed me, it made me feel like a little child.
"We are going to go out today, you can come shopping with me. You haven't been out since you got back from the hospital. Sitting all day watching television can't be good for you."
I didn't like the idea of shopping but she did have a point about me not going out so I didn't argue with her. We even ate out for lunch. The food was good, and I enjoyed it despite people staring at me as mother fed me.
For the rest of the day I was back to my normal routine, television and reading. After our evening meal mother joined me, there was a cooking program she wanted to watch. It was of no interest to me but I didn't want to be rude and leave her on her own whilst I went to my room. She was obviously enjoying it, but my mind was on other thing. I had seen her tits, and felt them with my cock. What would it be like to suck those big nipples? When the program ended I was horny, I needed relief.
"Do you think I can have a bath tonight?"
"No, you only had one yesterday. Tomorrow morning at eleven you have to go to the hospital to have your hands checked and new bandages put on. You are having one before you go. I don't want them thinking that I can't look after you."
"But I can't wait."
Mother looked at me, then she understood. It wasn't the washing that I wanted.
She muttered "Men, is that all you think about?"
"Please, I will be quick."
"No, it's too much messing about to run the bath now."
I pleaded, "Just do it here."
There was silence, was she thinking about it?
"No, it will be too messy."
I blurted out "I could come in your mouth." Then I quickly added "So that there will be no mess."
The silence was longer this time, I was now regretting saying it, but then she surprised me with "OK, but be quick."
It was good, she was obviously skilled at it. I wondered how many times she had done this to my father, and did he enjoy it as much as I was enjoying it now? She had asked me to be quick but she was not rushing me. It had taken her a few minutes to determine how much she could comfortably swallow, she settled on about six inches. I closed my eyes and waited for the inevitable, surprisingly I lasted another five minutes, all due to her amazing technique. When I did come it felt as if it would never end. She struggled to swallow it.
Licking her lips she said "That was a mouthful."
"Thanks, if you hadn't done it I would not have been able to sleep."
"I know what you mean."
I looked at her, I could see the frustration on her face. I was shocked, I hadn't given any thought to her needs.
"Sorry, I have only been thinking about myself. Will you."
She completed it for me "Play with myself later?"
"I don't know. Most of the time when I do it leaves me more frustrated. It's not the same on your own."
"I can help you."
She just pointed to my hands.
I shook my head and said "I can suck your big nipples."
"No, that will still leave me frustrated."
"How about I suck your nipples and you finger yourself?"
She hesitated before saying "We can try."
She didn't sound very enthusiastic, I just hoped it would give her the relief she needed.
When I sucked on her nipple I was in heaven. It was nice and thick, just what I like. I started slowly at first then I milked her hard. I heard her gasp, then I saw her hand frantically trying to get inside her knickers. She was struggling but when I heard her moan I knew her fingers had found her cunt. I quickly switched to the other nipple and give it the same treatment.
"Suck harder."
I did, then I switched again and sucked that one as hard as I could.
"Don't stop, don't stop. My cunt is going to come."
I smiled, I had no intention of stopping. A few seconds later her cunt exploded, with a loud moan she climaxed and her body stiffened. It was a couple of minutes before she recovered.
She was still short of breath but managed to say in a low voice "That was good."
I was pleased for her.
When she was putting her bra back on she looked at me and said "My nipples are sore, what did you do to them?" She didn't sound annoyed.
I shrugged my shoulders "You did say suck harder."
She laughed, "Yes I did say that."
Bath time the following day was quick and perfunctory, there was no time for anything extra even if I had wanted it. We had to be at the hospital for eleven and we were running a bit late.
We got there just in time.
"Your hands are healing well. I will get the nurse to put fresh bandages on. Is the pain any better?"
"It's a lot better, I am now taking less of the painkillers."
"That's good."
He then turned to mother and said "Mrs Jones you are doing a good job looking after him."
Mother beamed with pride, "Thanks doctor."
"Keep up the good work, I will see you in another week."
Whilst driving back home mother was in a good mood.
"The first week hasn't been as difficult as I thought it would be. In fact I have enjoyed looking after you."
I had certainly enjoyed it.
"Aunty June rang last night, just after you went to bed. She was asking how you were. I think she is actually looking forward to looking after you."
I was dreading it. She is quite strict, and at times even scary. I certainly wouldn't get any 'relief' from her. I had a mental image of her looking at my cock in disgust, and handling it only when it was strictly necessary. I shuddered.
"Are you cold? I can turn the heating up."
I just nodded, it was a bit cold in the car, but it was the thought of Aunty June attending to me that had made me shudder. It was now too hot, but in five minutes we would be home.
Two days later Aunty June visited us. She talked mostly with mother but when she did speak to me she made me feel like a small child. When mother mentioned that sometimes she had to take me to the toilet in the middle of the night Aunty June gave me a look that said 'We will not have any of that nonsense when I am looking after you'. She stayed late, I was glad when she eventually left, but I tried not to show it.
"I am going to bed. Do you think I will be OK with Aunty June next week?"
Mother gave me a reassuring smile, "Yes, her bark is worse that her bite. Deep down she is quite soft."
I muttered, under my breath, "Very deep down."
That night I couldn't sleep, not because of pain but because of a throbbing erection. I tried rubbing it against the bed sheet but it was uncomfortable. I looked at my watch, it was only eleven, mother might still be awake. Her bedroom door was closed but I could hear the television, I knocked.
"Come in. Do you need the toilet?"
As I approached the bed I could see mother looking at my crotch.
"I can see what you need, pass me the tissue box."
I did as she asked then I sat next to her on the bed.
"Can we do what we did last time?"
"I would like to but my nipples are still a bit sore." She sounded disappointed.
"But don't worry, I will let you put it in my mouth."
"What if I lick you?"
Mother looked shocked.
"Don't you like that?"
"I do, I like it a lot. I just don't think we should."
I didn't understand, "Why?"
"Me giving you relief, when you can't do it yourself, feels OK."
"But I sucked your tits."
"Yes, but touching me down below is a lot more intimate."
"We can try it."
Mother gave a short laugh, "When you have your tongue in my cunt and you are licking my clit am I going to say stop?"
"Sorry, it was a stupid thing to say. What if you close your eyes and imagine it is somebody else doing it?"
There was silence, she was thinking about it. Without saying anything we both knew that the somebody else was my father.
In a low voice she said "He was very good at it."
She was weakening, I kept quiet waiting for her to decide.
"OK, but just this once. Now get that stupid grin off your face or I might change my mind."
Her cunt had a strong musky smell, and she was already juicy when I started to lick her. I loved the taste of it. I was surprised that she was shaved, for some reason I had just assumed she would be hairy, but I was glad, I prefer a bald cunt. I was taking my time, if she meant what she had said about doing this just once then I wanted to make the most of it. She was also taking her time with my cock, her mouth was moving nice and slowly, there was no danger of her making me come too soon.
I spent a few minutes exploring her lips, at times sucking them into my mouth. When she started to wiggle her bottom I knew it was time to move to her clit, I heard her gasp when I found it. It was nicely swollen, ready to be licked. I was gentle at first, then I started to lick it harder, she responded by sucking me harder. We now had a nice rhythm going, I could feel myself moving towards a climax. After another five minutes or so I was getting close, however she got there first. My cock was now out of her mouth and she was moaning and writhing about. I managed to get my head out and I waited for her to finish, eventually she was still.
"That was good. I always used to come first then your father would fuck me hard."
Was she telling me what she wanted me to do now? When I looked at her she must have realised what I was thinking.
"NO."
I was disappointed but that changed when she put my cock back into her mouth. Two minutes later I climaxed. It felt good, but as I poured it down her throat I wondered what it would be like instead to shoot it deep into her juicy cunt.
Over breakfast I could tell mother wanted to speak to me about something, but she seemed hesitant. I wondered if it was about last night. Eventually it came out.
"It was nice what you did to me, but I don't think we should do it again."
"That's fine by me."
I gave her a reassuring smile, but deep down I was disappointed.
"And also I am giving you a bath tonight."
This time my smile was genuine. I might not be able to suck on her cunt again but tonight I would get relief from her hand, or possibly her mouth.
"But it's JUST a wash."
I could tell from the tone of her voice that she meant it. I was now beginning to think that this might be the end of it.
The next day I was on my best behaviour. Mother was very attentive to my needs, but there was no hint of anything sexual. We then had a nice evening together watching television.
"Goodnight, I am off to bed."
"Goodnight Adam. Before I forget, there is a film on tomorrow night, will you watch it with me?"
"What is it?"
It was one I had never heard off, she had to explain to me what it was about. It was a Romcom, definitely not a film I wanted to see. However she seemed keen for me to watch it with her.
I did a loud fake groan and said "Do I have to?"
She laughed then said "YES."
After all she had done for me the least I could do was watch a film with her.
"And if you want you can cuddle up to me on the sofa, that's if you want to?"
I nodded my head vigorously, this time she giggled. I smiled to myself as I went to bed. She had said cuddle but we both understood that it meant a lot more than that.
I spent most of the next day waiting for the film to start. It was on at eight so I had a long frustrating wait.
It was now about to start and mother was in her bedroom, I shouted to her, "It's on in five minutes."
Two minutes later she appeared wearing a short nightie. I stared at her, there was no bra and I wondered if she had any knickers on.
"It's just a nightie."
"Sorry for staring, you took me by surprise."
"It's comfortable, and when the film ends I will just go straight to bed. I can put my clothes back on if you want?"
She was smiling as she said the last part so I knew she was teasing me.
The film was better than I thought it would be, she was enjoying it and I was as well, but I would never admit that. I was also enjoying the feel of her body against mine. We were snuggled up together under a blanket, and for most of the time my cock was straining against my trousers. If I had known she was just going to wear a nightie I would have changed into my pyjamas. It felt as if we would eventually do something together but I was waiting for her to take the lead.
"I want to watch the end of it but I am getting tired. I think I will watch it in bed."
I was desperately trying to think of something to say that would make her stay, but then she said "Come to bed and watch it with me."
I wasn't sure if she was genuinely tired or if it was her way of getting me into her bed.
We moved quickly, she didn't want to miss anything. We were now in her bedroom with the television on.
"I need the bathroom."
She almost ran out of the room, two minutes later she was back, breathless.
"She got into bed than asked "What did I miss?"
Nothing much had happened, but she still wanted all the details. I explained as best I could, we then settled down to watch it. However I was uncomfortable and I kept fidgeting.
"What's a matter with you?"
"It's my trousers."
"Well take them off then."
"I would if I could."
"Sorry, I forgot."
She had them off in record time.
"I suppose I had better take your underwear off as well."
When that was done she sighed, "Now can we get back to watching the film?"
I just grinned, I was now happy spooning against her. It didn't take long for the inevitable to happen, for my cock to start to rise. Mother noticed it when it reached its full length.
"I don't want that poking me in the back for the next fifteen minutes until the film ends."
"Sorry, I can't help it."
"Move down a bit and put it between my legs."
I moved down but was struggling, everything is difficult when you can't use your hands. She must have realised I needed her help, without taking her eyes of the television she reached behind and did it for me.
I had now lost all interest in the film, all I could think about was that the shaft of my cock was touching her cunt lips, I just wished it was the head, then I would be able to push it in. Very slowly I started to move my cock, to rub it against her. Mother didn't say anything so I continued, but this time doing longer strokes. After a couple of minutes I noticed that she was pushing back against me, then slowly she opened her legs a bit more, giving me better access to her cunt. Good, she was enjoying it as well.
I was now getter bolder, the strokes were longer and at times the head of my cock was brushing against her opening. When that happened mother seemed to push back against me harder, as if she wanted me inside her. What we were doing now was good but I desperately wanted to fuck her, I decided to try. I stopped rubbing against her and positioned my cock against her cunt, I could feel her lips part, a little push and I would be in.
We were now both still. I was anxiously waiting for some sign from her for me to continue, it felt as if she was trying to decide.
"Don't do anything." Her voice was firm, no doubt that she meant it.
My heart sank, she wasn't willing.
Then she added "Until the film ends."
Did she mean continue as before, or fuck her?
"When it ends what do you want me to do?"
There was a nervous giggle from her, "Fuck me of course."
My eyes were now back on the television, praying for it to end. As the credits rolled I gave a long sigh of relief.
"I thought it would never end."
Mother laughed, "I hope you last longer than that."
I didn't say anything, I responded by pushing the first inch in. There was a low moan from her.
"That feels good. It's been a long time."
I slowly pushed more in, she moaned again.
"That feels even better, I want as much of your big cock as I can take."
When I stopped most of it was in, I was surprised, she is not very big so I had expected her to have a small cunt.
"I have never been filled up like this before. I can feel it deep inside me."
"Are you OK?"
"Yes, fuck me, but not too hard at first. I have never had such a big one inside me so I don't know if I can take it."
I needed to be careful, not just for her but for me as well. I was highly excited and if I didn't concentrate I would come too quickly.
I did as she asked, starting slowly, but doing long strokes the full length of my cock. Each time I hit the top of her cunt she moaned. As I gradually upped the pace her moaning increased.
"Let me know when you are ready to come, then I will fuck you harder."
Between moans she managed to say "No, not yet."
I was now finding it hard work. Ideally I would have liked to get her on all fours and fuck her hard from behind whilst holding her hips, instead I had to hold onto her as best I could with my elbows.
A few minutes later there was a "Yes" from her.
I ignored her.
"YES", this time it was a lot louder.
I knew what she wanted, but I was teasing her.
I said "What?", but before she could reply I fucked her hard.
She gave a long loud moan. I smiled to myself, then I fucked her even harder. She lasted another thirty seconds before climaxing, she was loud, very loud. I was still going.
"Stop, I can't take anymore."
After two more stokes I came, it was a big one for me as well. I was the first to recover.
"That was good, did you enjoy it?"
There was a purring sound from mother followed by "Yes."
I laughed.
"What's so funny?"
"Nothing really, it's just the way you said it."
"It was good, very good. That big cock of yours has reached parts of my cunt that no other cock has. I tried to resist but it was too much, I needed your cock."
"Glad you liked it."
She giggled, "But I am going to be sore again later on, but this time my cunt."
"Sorry, next time I will have to be more careful."
Mother didn't reply, so there might actually be a next time. If there was it would have to be soon, in three days she would be back at work and Aunty June would be taking care of me.
"I was just thinking of Aunty June."
"Whilst you were fucking me?"
"NO, of course not."
When she laughed I knew she wasn't serious.
"Why do I have to go to her place, can't she come and stay here? We have room."
"I wanted her to do that, I could help when I got back from work, but she said no. I think it's because she doesn't want me interfering."
"You could ask her again?"
"There is no point, you know what she is like. Anyway, don't you think you should now be getting back to your own bed?"
"Can't I sleep here with you?"
"No, it would not be proper for a son to sleep in the same bed as his mother. What would the neighbours think?"
She had said it with straight face and I almost believed she meant it, that was until she burst out laughing. However she did make me go back to my own room.
The next day was an anti-climax, mother was indeed sore and she made it clear that she wasn't interested in being fucked again. However she said that it was only because it would be uncomfortable for her, so there was the promise of more later on, but time was running out before I would be leaving her. In the evening she gave me a bath because I was going to the hospital tomorrow morning. I declined her offer to relieve me, she seemed surprised but didn't say anything. Now that I had experienced her cunt I was holding out for that rather than her hand.
This time we got to the hospital ten minutes early.
"Mrs Jones his hands are healing really well, I am pleased."
Looking at me the doctor said "Is she pampering you?"
"Yes she is."
"In my experience a mother always looks after her son's needs."
I smiled at him, if he only knew what needs she was looking after he would be shocked. I glanced at mother, she was blushing.
In the car I tried to mimic the doctor, "In my experience a mother always looks after her son's needs."
She giggled before saying "Stop it, I am trying to drive."
When we arrived home, and she was parking the car in the drive, I said "What time is Aunty June picking me up tomorrow?"
"Nine, you need to be ready, she will be here at nine on the dot. Also I need to be in work at ten."
In the evening I tried hinting to mother that I wanted her, she just ignored me, eventually I blurted it out, "Can we do it again?"
"Yes, but later."
However she didn't sound keen, I felt guilty for asking. I watched television with her until eleven when she said that she was going to bed, she didn't ask me to join her. I was disappointed but I didn't want to push it.
I had a restless night, probably because I was frustrated. I even dreamt that I was fucking her, but this time I had the use of my hands. When mother woke me early I was still tired.
"I need to dress you, then breakfast. If you are not ready I will never hear the end of it from her."
Breakfast was good. As soon as mother had fed me the last of it she took the plate away.
"I need to wash up before she comes, if the kitchen is not tidy she will pass some comment."
She was now leant over the sink washing the dishes. Whilst she concentrated on doing that I fixed my eyes on her bottom. It was a bottom that I would like to get my hands on, and it was wiggling nicely as she worked. I looked at the clock on the wall, quarter to nine, just enough time for a quick one, that is if she was willing.
I pressed against her from behind.
"What are you doing?"
"What does it look like?"
I saw her glance at the clock, so she was willing.
"There is no time."
"There is if we are quick."
There was silence as she decided, then she turned round and unzipped me. It was a struggle for her to get my cock out because I was already getting hard. At one point I was worried that she might stop, but eventually it was free. She then reached up and took her knickers off.
As she leant against the sink, with her bottom sticking out and her legs wide, I waited for her to lift her skirt up. I didn't dare look at the clock.
"Fuck, I forgot you can't use your hands."
She sounded as desperate as I was.
It was now out of the way and I was pushing against her cunt, she was pushing back and opening her legs even wider to help me. We only had a few minutes so it was frantic. I was fucking her as hard as I could and she was taking all of my cock.
"I am almost there, fuck me harder."
I wasn't sure if I could, but I would try.
"Bend over more, that might help."
She did, it was now a bit easier for me to fuck her. It must also have been better for her because she was now making more noise. We would soon be finished, but then I heard the doorbell.
"Don't stop, don't stop."
I wasn't going to, I was about to come. As I poured it into her I could feel her start to tense.
"This is what my sister needs, a good hard fuck with a big cock."
Then she climaxed. My cock was already going limp but I could feel her cunt contracting against it.
The doorbell rang again, I quickly pulled out.
"No time to get you decent, go upstairs I will let her in."
As I left the kitchen I could see her putting her knickers back on.
From the bathroom I heard mother greet Aunty June, she apologised for keeping her waiting. Surprisingly there was no sarcastic reply from her sister, she must be in a good mood. I smiled, we had got away with it.
Five minutes later mother joined me.
She giggled before saying "That was a close shave. I told her I was busy in the kitchen."
"Yes, busy being fucked."
She was trying not to laugh as she put my cock back in and zipped me up.
"Let me look at you, I think we can go downstairs now. I can't see any stains on your trousers. When both of you have gone I am changing my knickers, they are soaking wet with what you pumped into me."
I smiled, she had made the last part sound like a compliment.
"Hello Adam, are you ready now?"
"Hello Aunty June, yes I am."
"Good, we need to leave now. It's a two hour drive."
There was barely time to say goodbye to mother before I was in the car. Aunty June was obviously keen to leave, I wasn't, but there was no point in delaying the inevitable. As we drove off it looked as if mother was crying, I don't think Aunty June noticed.
Perhaps I was being a bit unfair to her, the next two weeks could not possibly be as good as the two weeks with mother, however they might not be as bad as I was imagining they would be.
It would certainly be interesting the first time she saw my cock, and what if I got an erection in front of her? I smiled to myself, if I was careful I might even be able to have some fun with her!
67 Adam has Lost the Use of His Hands Ch. 02
Aunty June had said it was a two hour drive to her house, and it was, almost to the minute. That didn't surprise me, she was always very precise about everything she said and did. She was the sort of person you might respect, but you would probably not like.
During the journey there was very little conversation. I did try, but when she said "I need to concentrate on the driving," I realised she wasn't interested in talking. One thing she did say when we had been in the car for about an hour was, "If you want the toilet you will have to wait, I am not stopping for you." Fortunately I could wait, but I did wonder what she would have done if I had needed to go before we got to her place.
"This is your room, please keep it tidy."
I was tempted to wave my bandaged hands at her, but I had the good sense not to.
"I suppose you need the toilet?"
"Yes." I could wait a bit longer but best to get it over and done with.
"Your Mother tells me that she unzips you, and then you do it standing up. I want you to sit down."
She didn't say it, but the implication was that Mother had been doing it wrong.
With very little fuss my trousers and underwear were soon around my ankles and I was sitting on the toilet. She must have seen my cock, but there was no reaction from her. She gave the impression that this was a distasteful job that needed to be done as quickly as possible. When I had finished she pulled my underwear and trousers up, a bit too quick for my liking, fortunately nothing got trapped.
It was another three hours before I needed to go again, as before she had me on the toilet in record time. When I had finished I stood up and then waited for her to pull everything up, but she didn't move.
"Last time there were a few drops on the floor, I need to shake it before I dress you."
As she held my cock I closed my eyes, I was expecting here to be rough, however she was surprisingly gentle, even tender. When I opened my eyes I could see the concentration on her face, but what I noticed most was that her tongue was partially out, moving against her lips. If I didn't know better I would have said she was enjoying it.
She had said shake it, but what she was doing felt more like an examination. It ended with her squeezing it tight, then after a few seconds releasing it.
"All done."
This time she was careful with my underwear, making sure that it wasn't too tight on me, at one point she even cradled my balls while she adjusted it. When my trousers were back up she gave me a smile.
"Thanks Aunty."
"Your Mother said that this would be awkward at first but that I would get used to it. I think she was right on both counts."
I just nodded, happy that there was now a bit of warmth between us. I was just about to leave when she spoke again.
"And next time it might be quicker if I just unzip you," there was a brief hesitation before she added "And then hold it."
An hour later I got a call from mother, she was just seeing that everything was OK. Aunty was upstairs, I asked Mother if she wanted to speak to her but I got a quick no. When the call ended I decided not to mention it to her. I might be being unkind but it wouldn't surprise me that if she found out that Mother had been speaking to me she would see it as her sister checking up on her, and she might even be annoyed by it. I wondered if Mother was thinking the same thing. She had said that she was busy at work and might find it difficult to find the time to call me again, but that sounded like an excuse. It might be better for me if I also didn't ring her.
I spent the rest of the afternoon watching television and reading, but I also spent a lot of time thinking about Aunty. I didn't know what to make of what had happened earlier. When Mother had first seen and handled my cock it was obvious she was excited by it. However understanding Aunty June was more difficult, and what about her saying that next time she would just unzip me? Was she just being practical or was it an excuse so that she would get to hold my cock for longer?
I also remembered something my friend David had said some time ago about his Aunty Anne. I have met her a few times and she is very much like Aunty June, except worse. He always refers to her as "That stuck up bitch." However one day, without any preamble, he said to me "I would love to fuck that bitch." I had no idea who he was talking about, when he told me it was his Aunty Anne it surprised and shocked me, I asked him why?
"Can you just imagine getting her on her back, then holding her legs open as wide as possible and sticking your cock deep up her cunt? You fuck her hard and she begs for more."
He was obviously excited by the idea, and I went along with his fantasy by agreeing with him that indeed it would be awesome, but I wasn't convinced. I thought of Aunty June and I imagined doing the same to her, it just left me cold. However I was now starting to see the appeal of doing it. I had seen the flicker of emotion in her and perhaps, under that stern exterior, there was a passionate woman that actually liked to be fucked.
Aunty and Mother are very much alike in appearance, maybe they are also alike in bed as well? Mother is the elder by five years, fucking Aunty would be like fucking a younger version of her. I smiled, that would be something I would definitely enjoy.
However the next time she had hold of my cock it was with a light touch, just enough to do the job. She had unzipped me, as she had said she would do, but there was not even a hint of anything inappropriate.
I went to bed early, just after nine. I wasn't that tired but it felt awkward watching television with her, I got the feeling she wished I wasn't there. I read for about an hour then I drifted off to sleep.
Aunty woke me at eight, I was still sleepy and it took me a few seconds to realise what was going on.
"You can't stay in bed all day, I have jobs to do."
I rubbed my eyes, "I am still tired."
"You are not at home now."
It was clear from her tone what she meant, 'Your Mother spoils you and gives you everything you want, but this is my house, my rules'.
As she dressed me I gave her a weak smile, it's all I could manage. Mother would never wake me, but I wasn't going to say that, it would only strengthen her opinion of me that I was a spoilt child.
Breakfast was good, and when I complemented her on it she seemed to be genuinely pleased. Lunch was a quick snack but the evening meal was almost a feast. I need to be careful, if this is her standard of cooking then it would be easy to add a few pounds even though I was only staying with her for two weeks.
"That was wonderful."
I meant it, and I could see from her face that she was pleased with herself.
"You go and watch television while I tidy up."
Half an hour later I heard her shout from the kitchen, "Adam, you need a bath before bedtime."
I shouted back, "OK, ready when you are."
I smiled, it was a pleasant surprise, I hadn't expected that.
The bathroom was a lot bigger than at home, and the bath looked as if it could easily accommodate two people. Did she share it with Uncle Bill? I was tempted to suggest that she should get in with me, just to make it easier when she washed me, but that was not very subtle. It would just sound as if I wanted to get her into the bath for another reason, which was true.
Thinking about Uncle Bill had made me realise that I had never asked about him.
"How is Uncle?"
"OK. He used to call me every day, but now when he is away it's every few days."
"Is he in Malaysia?"
"No, Singapore."
I could tell she was missing him, I just hoped that talking about him hadn't put her in a bad mood.
When the bath was ready Aunty undressed me, quickly and efficiently, then she covered my hands in plastic bags.
She must have seen me looking at them, "Yes, I got them from my sister."
"They do the job but they look really silly."
She just ignored me, I don't think it mattered to her what they looked like so long as they worked.
I turned to step into the bath but Aunty put a hand on my shoulder.
"Use the toilet first."
As I stood near it ready to start she put her hand down and held my cock, then she pointed it to the middle of the bowl.
"I don't want you missing and wetting the floor."
She was holding it firmly, with all her fingers wrapped around it. If she had wanted to she could have made me sit down, but instead she had opted to hold my cock, it was a good sign. I liked the feel of her hand and I wanted it there for as long as possible, so I waited. It was probably at least a minute before I started, but she didn't complain or try to hurry me up.
When I had finished she shook it as before, but this time there was more squeezing. It felt good and my cock started to thicken in her hand. She must have noticed but she didn't immediately let go. I might have imagined it but I thought I heard a low sigh from her, then she released me.
The water was nice and hot, and deep. Aunty had added something to it, there was a strong smell of lavender and a thick layer of foam. She didn't bother washing me with a cloth, she just used her hands. When she had washed my legs and feet I thought we were done. I waited, expecting her to help me out.
"Did you know that before I was married I was a nurse?"
I didn't know, and why was she was telling me this now?
"I understand the need for personal hygiene. You have to keep yourself clean."
I nodded, but I had no idea what she was talking about.
"I bet your Mother didn't wash you there. It may be embarrassing for you but it needs to be done."
I now understood, Mother had done that, and lots more, but I wasn't going to tell Aunty that.
She then looked at me before saying, "Did she?"
I shook my head, and then I gave what I hoped was a convincing "No."
She smiled, pleased that she had been correct.
Aunty was now kneeling down, washing my cock and balls. Everything was hidden from view under the deep foamy water. It only took a few seconds to clean me, but surprisingly she didn't stop. As she continued touching me the inevitable happened, my cock started to grow, eventually reaching its full nine inches.
She was now stroking it with an expert hand. I looked up at her and was surprised to see her eyes closed. I noticed her cheeks were red and there were also red blotches around her neck, she was obviously excited. She was very good, a lot better than I would ever have imagined. I was building up to a very nice climax, and she was skilled enough to delay it for as long as possible.
When I looked at her again her eyes were now open, when she nodded her head slightly I closed my eyes. I knew she was telling me that she was going to finish me off.
I tried not to make a sound, but I wasn't sure I succeeded, it had been a big climax that was difficult to control. When I eventually opened my eyes Aunty looked as if she was back to her normal self, looking stern.
"Finished, you are now nice and clean."
No mention of what had just happened. It had all taken place under water hidden by the foam. She could pretend nothing had happened, and I was happy to go along with it. There was no way I was going to say anything that would spoil it, I wanted more and I got the feeling that I would get more, much more. I just needed to be patient.
I had expected the next day to be different, that she would be kinder to me, but I was wrong. If anything she was even harsher than normal. I got told off a couple of times for minor things, but I just took it on the chin. I couldn't really understand why she was being like this, but I instinctively knew that confronting her about it was not going to make it better.
I must say though that despite her attitude towards me the food she prepared was still excellent. However this time when I told her how good it was there was only a flicker of a smile.
That night in bed I tried to work it out. I could understand her pretending that nothing had happened between us, she might even have convinced herself that it was just an act of kindness on her part towards me. The problem might be that she was now feeling guilty, not because she had done it, but because she had enjoyed it. I didn't really know, I was just guessing. However what I did know was that for some strange reason it made me want her more.
This time when Aunty came into my bedroom I was already awake, she seemed disappointed that she wasn't going to have the pleasure of waking me up. I gave her my best smile but I got no reaction. As the day went on though her mood improved, by mid-day she was almost sociable.
"That was good, is there any more?"
"I was going to freeze it."
I thought that was a no, but she surprised me by getting some more from the pan. I managed a quick thanks before she started to feed me.
"Tonight, after we have eaten, you are having a bath."
She had taken me by surprise, but I somehow managed to hide my excitement. In as casual a voice as I could manage I said "Thanks, that will be nice."
I kept a straight face until I was alone, then a huge grin appeared. It wasn't a certainty but I got the feeling that bath time would end the same way as last time. I couldn't wait.
"It's just something simple, I didn't have time to make anything special."
After the first two mouthfuls I realised she was selling herself short.
"It's delicious, what did you put in it?"
"My secret ingredient," there was pride in her voice.
I waited for her to say more but instead she just gave me a big grin.
"Come on, what is it?"
"It's a secret, if I tell you I will have to kill you."
We both laughed, then I had a sudden thought. It might actually be the first time I had ever heard her say anything funny. She then continued to feed me, but this time more slowly, it was if she wanted to prolong the experience.
"Last mouthful."
I opened wide to take it, I just wished there was more.
"It will not take me long to tidy up, so bath time in twenty minutes."
I just nodded, I could watch a bit of television while I waited. When I left the kitchen I could hear her humming a song, she was obviously now in a good mood.
This time the bath water wasn't as deep as before, and there was very little foam. When I got in it only just covered me. I wondered if she was going to add some more water, but she didn't, instead she started to wash me.
"Close your eyes, I am going to do your hair."
This is the part I hate, and I was glad when it was done. All that was now left to do was for her to wash between my legs. However she seemed hesitant to start, as if she was trying to decide if she should or not. As she stared at my crotch my cock started to grow, it was soon above the water line, standing proud. I watched her open her mouth, but she didn't speak, she seemed to be mesmerised by it. My cock was throbbing in anticipation of what was to come, I was desperate for her to touch it.
I said in a low voice, so I wouldn't startle her, "Please will you wash me."
I wasn't sure if she had heard me, but then her hand started to move towards my cock, I moaned when she grasped it. At first it was an examination, she was feeling the full length of it, then she started to play with it. The first time she had done this it was good, but this time it was even better. She had the skill of keeping me excited, but not rushing it so that I would come too quickly.
Last time her eyes had been closed while she masturbated me, but now her eyes were open, wide open. I was fascinated with the expression on her face, a mixture of concentration and pure animal lust. I had now lasted longer than before, but she seemed happy to continue without making me come.
Suddenly she slowed down, and for a second I thought she was going to stop. However she didn't, then she started to move her body slightly and her other hand disappeared down the outside of the bath. There was more movement from her, then I heard a noise that made me smile, the sound of the elastic in her knickers as she was pushing her fingers in so that she could get to her cunt.
She was now working my cock as before. From the look on her face she had her fingers where she wanted them, on her clit. I looked at my bandaged hands, it should be my fingers there instead.
When she closed her eyes I knew she was close to coming, and when she started stroking me faster I knew I was going to join her. I reached it first, as I shot all my stuff into the air she climaxed as well. I watched her face contort and her body writhe, at one point I thought she was going to collapse against the side of the bath. When she opened her eyes I could see she was struggling to compose herself. She hadn't realised yet that I had splattered her chin and mouth, and that I had stained her dress.
As she helped me out of the bath I took the opportunity of quickly sniffing her hand, I don't think she noticed. It smelt of cunt, a strong smell that you only get when a cunt is nice and wet.
Suddenly she said, "I need to wash my hands," she must have noticed what I had put on her.
She quickly went to the sink, even though she had her back towards me I could tell it wasn't just her hands she was washing. Did she just taste it? I couldn't be certain but it did look as if she had.
"That was very good, where did you learn that?"
When she turned around there was a shocked look on her face, I quickly added "The evening meal you made."
Her face relaxed and she smiled, however I could see that she knew exactly what I was talking about.
"Just practice. When you like doing something you generally get very good at it. I like doing it, I like doing it a lot."
I wasn't sure if I should leave it at that, but I couldn't resist saying more, "Does Uncle Bill like your cooking?"
I could see her hesitate, deciding if she should reveal more. A few seconds later she answered me.
"Not as much as he used to. A lot of the time now he isn't interested in it."
I could see the sadness on her face. It was now my turn to hesitate, but fortune favours the brave, something else needed to be said.
"I am interested, very interested."
Her face flushed but she didn't say anything. It would certainly give her something to think about.
The next day was an anti-climax. Aunty was busy around the house for most of the day and we spent very little time together. I wasn't sure if she genuinely had things to do or that she was avoiding me, it was probably a bit of both. The next step would be a big one, and I would guess she needed time to think about it.
"Don't forget we have your hospital appointment tomorrow at twelve. Breakfast at eight then a quick bath. We need to leave no later than nine-thirty."
"Yes I know. I am keen for the doctor to look at my hands, I am hoping he will put on a smaller bandage so that I will be able to use my hands a bit."
"Don't get your hopes up, you will just have to wait and see. Goodnight, I will wake you at eight."
I was awake just after seven, but I lay in bed waiting for Aunty. As usual she appeared on time. We were only ready to leave at nine-forty, and from the look on her face she was blaming me for the ten minute delay, however she didn't say anything.
As we set off on the two hour drive I reflected on what had happened this morning in the bath, nothing. To be honest I hadn't expected her to relieve me, though I wouldn't have said no if she had started to play with me. The main focus this morning was to get ready to go to the hospital as soon as possible, and despite the slight delay I thought we had done a good job.
As we got nearer the hospital Aunty became more relaxed, she could see that we were not going to be late. After taking a few minutes to park we arrived fifteen minutes early.
"I am sorry, doctor Gates is off sick, his assistant will see you."
She gave us both a big smile to reassure us that everything was OK, then she said
"I almost forgot, there is a thirty minute delay."
We got the same smile, but this time it looked a bit strained. Fortunately Aunty June didn't argue with her.
The waiting room looked crowded. I thought about what the receptionist had said, "A thirty minute delay," from what I could see thirty minutes seemed optimistic. I now needed the toilet. I whispered to Aunty, "Will you please take me to the toilet?"
She looked annoyed, "Can't you wait until after the doctor has seen you?"
I gave her a firm "No." I was getting desperate.
There was a large single toilet in one of the corridors near the waiting room. For some reason she took my trousers and underwear down rather than just unzipping me. When she saw me standing there urinating she muttered "Sorry, I thought you wanted."
She couldn't bring herself to say anymore. I was tempted to add "A shit" but I thought better of it. When I finished she gave my cock a quick shake.
"Move out of the way, I might as well use the toilet while we are here. We don't know how long the delay is going to be."
I quickly stepped back but I didn't turn around, and she didn't say anything, apparently unconcerned that I would be watching. It didn't take her long to finish, and when she did she gave me a smile, but she wasn't looking at me she was looking at my cock. That made the blood go downwards, I was now getting aroused.
I took a step forward, she then lifted her head and our eyes met, we held that gaze for several seconds before she turned her head away. It was decision time, stop or carry on. I looked down at her, she was still sitting on the toilet with her knickers round her ankles. If she wanted it to stop she could just get up.
As I moved closer she opened her legs wider, I stopped again. Her legs were still covered by her skirt but she was slowly pulling it up. I could now see her thighs, a bit more and I might be able to see her cunt. However she stopped tantalisingly close. I was tempted to bend my head and look up her skirt, but instead I just stood there, my cock slowly growing to its full length. Aunty June had seen it rise before but she seemed fascinated with it. When it reached its full length there was a small shake of her head, she was obviously still impressed by its size.
I was now near her, but when she made a small beckoning motion with her hand I knew she wanted me closer. She didn't stop gesturing until I was right in front of her with my cock almost touching her face. She was going to masturbate me, and if I was lucky I would come on her face. However when she opened her mouth and moved it towards the tip of my cock I realised she had something else in mind.
I closed my eyes and waited for her to suck it, but nothing happened. As I opened my eyes I saw her tongue come out, then I felt it gently lick me. I closed my eyes again, she was teasing me but I was happy to wait. At first I thought she might let me come on her face, but now I was going to get more, to come in her mouth.
My cock was now in deep, a good six or seven inches. You don't get that good without a lot of practice. I even tried for more but when I did she was gagging too much so I stopped, it would be stupid to spoil a good thing.
I was now close to coming, should I warn her? I desperately wanted her to swallow all that I was going to give her, but would she? I didn't want to just say something crude in case it broke the spell, but I was finding it difficult to think because she was doing such a good job on my cock.
"I am ready when you are."
It was the best I could come up with. It could be interpreted as ready to go back to the waiting room, or that I was ready to come. When she moved her mouth faster I grinned, she had understood what I was saying.
When I climaxed she almost choked, but she didn't take my cock out. She seemed determined to swallow it all, and she did. She even kept my cock it in her mouth longer than necessary to make sure she had got it all.
Now that we had finished she was keen to get back to the waiting room as soon as possible. She quickly pulled her knickers back up and adjusted her skirt, then she sorted me out. After looking at herself in the mirror she smiled, satisfied she was presentable. However just before we were leaving she turned to me, a worried look on her face.
"How do I look?"
Apart from some slight red blotches on her neck she looked OK, but she needed me to reassure her.
"Wonderful, just like you always do."
It was a bit over the top but she was now beaming. She was happy with my compliment, and I was more than happy with what she had just done for me.
When we got back to the waiting room I noticed Aunty looking around.
"Have you seen a drinks machine?"
"Yes, I think we passed one when we first came in. But do we have time for a drink before I see the doctor?"
She gave me a stern look then said "I need one."
I suddenly realised, she needed something to take the taste away. I gave her a knowing smile, which she ignored, then she went off to get a drink. Five minutes later she returned, looking flustered.
"That machine was out of order, I had to look for another one."
She made it sound as if it was my fault.
"I got you a coffee."
I hadn't asked for anything but I might as well drink it, which I did after Aunty had produced a straw from her handbag. She now had a drink in each hand, my coffee and her hot chocolate.
"Can I taste your coffee?"
"Yes, but it's nothing special."
She then took a quick sip of it through the straw.
"I disagree, I like the taste of yours."
From the look she gave me after she had said it, I knew she wasn't talking about the coffee. She was being suggestive, I could play that game as well.
"Will you let me taste yours?"
She looked surprised, then she was thoughtful.
"I might do."
Then as she put the straw into her own drink she said "I hope you like it."
"I know I will," then I took a long slow sip of it.
Eventually my name was called. After the nurse apologised for keeping us waiting we were taken to a small cubicle and my bandages were removed. Five minutes later the doctor joined us.
"Hello, my name is Alison Green, I work for Doctor Gates."
"Hi, I am Adam and this is my Aunty June."
Now that the introductions were over she quickly got to work, she must be very busy covering for her absent boss. After spending some time reading my notes she examined my hands in detail, making me bend each joint in turn.
"Your hands are healing well, how do they feel?"
"A bit sore. Do I still need bandages on?"
I got a nice smile, to ease the bad news, "Sorry, they need to be bandaged for at least another week, possibly two."
She could tell I was disappointed.
"Don't worry, before you know it you will be back to normal."
After reminding us to make the next appointment before we left the hospital, she said goodbye and left, the nurse then bandaged my hands.
We walked back to the car without talking, I think Aunty sensed I was sulking and that it was better not to try to engage me in conversation.
Forty minutes into the journey she surprised me.
"I suppose you need a break to go to the toilet?"
"No thanks, I can wait."
"Are you sure?"
I mumbled a quick "Yes."
When she glanced over at me I was puzzled, she looked annoyed. I didn't understand, normally she doesn't like to stop, but this time I think she wanted to. I spent the next five minutes thinking about it, then I decided I would ask her to stop.
"Can we stop?"
"Too late, I am not in the mood now."
It was a strange thing to say, then I understood, I almost groaned in despair at a missed opportunity. She wanted more of what we had done at the hospital and I was too stupid to realise it. She had given me a nice climax but I had given her nothing. I don't know what she had planned to do if we had stopped, but I knew what she was expecting from me, a big climax, probably as a result of my tongue on her clit.
We didn't talk again until we were back at her place. As she helped me out of the car I gave her a nice smile and said "Sorry for not stopping."
I wasn't sure what response I was going to get, but when she returned my smile and said in a warm voice "We are home now so it doesn't matter," I felt relieved.
The house was nice and warm, she had kept the heating on while we had been away. As soon as Aunty got in she headed to the bathroom. I settled down on the chair in the front room, waiting for her to join me so that she could turn on the television.
"I am a bit tired after driving, I am going to take a nap."
"OK, but before you go to bed will you please turn the television on?"
After she had done that she turned the volume low, I could only just hear it.
"I am going to sleep on the sofa."
It would have been better if she had gone to her bedroom then I would have been able to have the volume higher. However when she turned over from her side onto her back, and then started to unbutton her top, I changed my mind.
When she opened her blouse to reveal her big tits I was surprised and delighted. Surprised that she didn't have her bra on, and delighted that she had the same thick nipples as Mother.
I didn't go to her straight away, I just watched her, waiting to see what she would do next. However after a couple of minutes with her just lying there, eyes closed and tits exposed, I realised that she wasn't going to do anything else. It was now up to me to act.
When I leant over her I didn't immediately suck her nipple, instead I gave it a gentle lick, I felt her body tense then relax. Then I licked it again, but this time harder, she gave a low moan. When she had sucked my cock she had done it with great skill, I now wanted to show her that I was an expert as well. I was going to take my time and use all my expertise to make sure she enjoyed it.
As I licked it I felt the nipple swell. It was now ready to be sucked, but I wasn't ready to suck it. Aunty was now pushing against my tongue, eager to get that nipple in my mouth, but I resisted. I was playing a dangerous game, if I teased for too long it might spoil it for her. The safe option was to get her nipple into my mouth and give her what she needed, but I didn't want to do that, she would have to wait a little longer.
After almost five minutes of just licking I could feel her frustration, and I was finding it difficult to resist. When I suddenly sucked all of it into my mouth there was a loud gasp from her, when I continued sucking it turned into a moan. It was very much like Mother's, long and thick, but it was noticeably firmer. If I was to score them then Mother would be a nine, but Aunty would get top marks, ten out of ten.
I was careful to give each nipple equal attention. When I switched over she always moved her body to help me do it, so that it was done as quickly as possible. I lost track of time. How long had I been milking her big tits, ten, fifteen or even twenty minutes?
My cock was trapped in my pants, straining to break free, but I knew that this was all for her. I might not get a climax but the important thing was that she needed to be satisfied.
As good as this was for her I doubted if she would get a climax from it, I needed to get to her cunt. I slowed down on the sucking, then I stopped. When I raised my head I expected her to open her eyes, perhaps even to speak, to tell me what she wanted. However her eyes and mouth remained closed, but her legs didn't.
When I moved to the bottom of the sofa she hitched her skirt up, and then she opened her legs wider, as wide as she could. I had expected that she wouldn't have any knickers on, and I wasn't disappointed. All cunts look nice, but this could only be described as a thing of beauty. It was nicely trimmed, with meaty lips and a clit that looked big even before I had sucked on it. I was going to take my time with it, this was a cunt that you don't rush. I was going to saviour every bit of it before giving her a well-deserved climax.
My first lick was gentle but she jerked as if she had been electrocuted. I had started on her lips, what would she be like when I eventually explored her clit? As I licked and sucked her I was careful to keep away from it, I was saving it for later, much later.
She was now wiggling her bottom, desperately trying to get my tongue where she wanted it, firmly on her clit. However I resisted, I moved lower so that I could put my tongue into her cunt, I wanted it in as deep in as possible. My cheeks and chin were now coated with her sticky juice.
Her movements were stronger now, my head was being jerked from side to side. It was now time to get to work on that nice clit of hers, but I would make her wait just a little bit longer. I lowered my head and pushed my tongue against her puckered anus.
I heard a gasp from her, then "NO."
I ignored her, probing deeper. This time it was a moan, and when she said "No" again it was barely a whisper. As I continued she stopped struggling, there was no more protesting from her, and after a couple of minutes when I stopped I sensed she would have liked me to do it for longer.
I had teased her and tormented her for long enough, it was now time to give that clit some serious attention. When I gave it the first lick I had expected a big reaction, I got one. She made a strange noise, a sort of moan, it started loud but then as it continued it got quieter until it ended.
When I had moved to her clit my intention was to take my time, to slowly lick and suck it, to keep her on the edge for as long as possible. I was now finding that difficult to do, she was so ready to come that a couple of hard licks would make her explode. I wanted it to last longer so I had to be careful. However I knew that no matter how careful I was she would only last a few more minutes.
After five more minutes she still hadn't climaxed, probably more by luck than good judgment. Was this the longest she had ever been so excited without coming? If I could pluck up the courage I might even ask her after we had finished.
"Tell me Aunty, was that a record for having your cunt licked?"
"Yes Adam, you beat my previous record by two minutes."
My head was now being squeezed between her legs as she climaxed. I had lost concentration while I was thinking about how long we had been doing this, I must have licked her too hard.
I kept my tongue on her clit as best I could as she writhed about. I was desperate for her to finish so that I could breathe. There was a lot of noise but it was all muffled, would she ever open her legs and release me?
When she did stop she suddenly opened her legs. As I gasped for breath I could hear her breathing deeply. I needed a minute or so before I could move. When I did get up from the sofa Aunty quickly closed her legs and then pulled her skirt down to cover herself, then she started to button up her top. It was difficult for her to do it because she still had her eyes closed, but eventually she managed it.
"That was a really good sleep."
Then she opened her eyes and looked at me. I got the biggest smile I had ever seen. I gave her back my best smile, but I was finding it difficult not to laugh, but if she wanted to keep up the pretence I was happy to go along with her.
"Good, but you were making a lot of noise."
She seemed a bit flustered, then she said "I must have been dreaming."
I just nodded, but I was tempted to say "No, it was because you were having your cunt licked for such a long time, then you had a massive climax." There was no point in spoiling a good thing, I would play whatever game she wanted so long as I got more of her cunt.
Aunty then left the room, when she returned fifteen minutes later I could see that she had put her bra back on. She was now presentable but I needed some attention, my face needed a wash and I needed the toilet. However I didn't need to ask.
"I suppose you want the toilet?"
I gave a quick "Yes," and then I followed her to the bathroom.
Aunty was now back to normal, in control. After dealing with my toilet needs she washed my face with a cloth. I didn't ask her to do it, she just did it without saying anything, and I made no comment about what she was doing.
When we were back in the sitting room she surprised me by sitting down to watch television with me. Normally she keeps herself busy during the day, only watching it in the evening.
"Adam would you like a drink?"
"Thanks that would be nice."
Five minutes later she was back, a cup in each hand.
"Before I give you yours just try mine."
She held it to my mouth and I took a small sip, then she placed my cup between my hands so that I could cradle it. As I drank mine through the straw I didn't understand why she had asked me to taste hers. Apart from the fact that my coffee was colder, so that I would be able to hold it between my hands, they tasted the same.
As I continued drinking I noticed her keep glancing at me, as if she wanted to say something. Eventually she did speak.
"Did it taste good?"
I muttered a quick "Yes" then I realised what she was really asking.
"Actually it was wonderful, it might even be the best I have ever tasted."
"Not too strong?"
"No, perfect."
Where had she got the idea it was too strong?
"What does Uncle Bill think?"
I saw a brief flash of anguish on her face, then it disappeared as she looked me in the eyes and said "He doesn't like it."
I gave her a warm smile, she smiled back, obviously happy that at least I liked the taste of her cunt.
As we watched television I thought of her and Uncle Bill. I don't know if they are content with what they have together, but from the hints I have been getting from Aunty June while I have been staying with her, she wasn't being satisfied in bed. It was sad, but luckily for me I was getting the benefit of her frustration. I thought back on all the things we had done, she had certain enjoyed them as much as me, probably even more, but had we reached the limit of what she was prepared to do?
The next day Aunty seemed different in some way. It took me a while to realise what it was, her appearance. She is always smartly dressed, but today she seemed to have made a special effort with the clothes she was wearing and with her make-up. There was also a marked difference in her attitude towards me. Today it seemed that I could do no wrong, things that had irritated her on previous days were just ignored, this time there was no telling off.
We had a really good day together, I got the feeling that something was going to happen tonight, that she might even join me in bed. However nothing did happen, after a quick peck on the cheek she left my bedroom and went to hers. I was more confused than disappointed, perhaps she just wasn't in the mood.
"Time to wake up."
I rubbed my eyes, it felt as if I had only just gone to sleep.
"I think I need another hour."
"Sorry, I shouldn't have woken you."
Then she was gone, leaving me wide awake and open mouthed. The old Aunty June would have been annoyed, and she would have made me get up. However the new 'improved' Aunty was showing a kindness that I hadn't seen before. It was a good start to the day. I tried to go back to sleep but after an hour I gave up.
When I joined her in the kitchen she was as cheerful as she was yesterday, and as smartly dressed. We enjoyed a nice breakfast together then we went back to my bedroom where she dressed me.
Lunch was a quick sandwich. Aunty explained that she needed to leave me for a couple of hours, and she asked if I would be OK alone, I told her I was fine with that.
"I shouldn't be any longer than two hours, any problems call me."
As she was leaving I heard her shout from the front door, "I forgot to say, you are having a bath tonight."
The day had started well and it looked as if it was going to get even better.
When Aunty returned she fussed over me, it seemed that every half an hour she was asking me if I was alright, or if I needed anything. Initially I liked the attention but it was now starting to irritate me, but I didn't let it show.
I expected bath time to be soon after our evening meal, but it wasn't. When the time reached nine I thought that it wasn't going to happen, but then Aunty surprised me.
"I will go and run your bath. A nice hot bath before you go to bed is what you need."
I entered the bathroom with high hopes but I was soon disappointed. Aunty dealt with me quickly and efficiently but there was nothing remotely inappropriate in her actions. My cock and balls only got a cursory wash. I was in and out of the bath in well under ten minutes, it was as if she had something else that she urgently needed to do after she had washed me.
When Aunty left me tucked up in bed I was so frustrated that I considered playing with myself, even though I wasn't sure how I was going to manage it. I couldn't understand it, from how she had acted all day it seemed inevitable that we would do something special tonight. I shook my head, should I try to speak to her about it tomorrow? My thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door, then Aunty entered.
"I thought you might like a drink, to help you to sleep. It's hot chocolate."
"Thanks Aunty June."
I didn't particularly want a drink, but I thought it was nice of her to make me one. Normally I use a straw but this time she hadn't put one in, and also why had she brought me such a big cup? I just hoped she wasn't expecting me to drink it all.
"I will hold it while you drink."
It tasted nice, but it was almost cold. She always makes my drinks slightly cooler than normal, in case I spill any of it on myself, but not as cold as this one.
"I am SO SORRY."
The cup had slipped from her hands, the bed and my pyjama bottoms were soaked. I quickly looked at my hands, fortunately they were dry.
I was now naked from the waist down and the bed had been stripped. The mattress looked dry, no chocolate stains, so when Aunty puts on new sheets I would be able to get back into bed.
"It's lucky that it didn't go through to the mattress."
She seemed distracted, as if she was thinking about something, then she said "Yes, but I don't have any clean sheets to put on."
When I looked at her I just knew she was lying, but why?
Then I get my answer.
"I think you will have to sleep in my bed."
She had tried to sound casual, but I could hear the tension in her voice. It all made sense now, the cold drink, 'accidently' spilling it, and making sure it went all over the bed. Sleeping in the same bed as her was a dream come true, but I couldn't resist having a bit of fun first.
"I can sleep on the sofa with a few blankets on."
"No," she sounded horrified.
It would be dangerous to say more, there was no way I actually wanted to end up on the sofa, so I kept my mouth shut.
In a firm commanding voice she said "Nonsense, you are sleeping with me and I am not taking no for an answer."
I hesitated for a few seconds, for dramatic effect, before saying in a meek voice "Yes Aunty."
When we left to go to her bedroom I wondered if she would find me a clean pair of pyjamas, then I smiled, I knew it would be a no.
We were now in bed together, she was on her side and I was behind her, she was wearing a short nightie. When she had got into bed I could tell she still had her bra on, but I couldn't see the outline of any knickers. It was a clear sign of where she wanted me to concentrate on. The big question though was 'Did she want me to lick her or to fuck her?' It was her decision.
After a couple of minutes she moved her hand back, it was searching for my cock. When she found it her grip was firm and I started to get hard. As soon as I was fully erect she started to pull it down towards her bottom. I now knew what she wanted, she wanted to be fucked. There wasn't going to be any foreplay, no sucking on her tits, no licking her, we were going straight for it.
As she tried to position my cock I moved down the bed to help her. If I had been able to use my hands I would have parted her legs, but I couldn't, so I had to wait for her to act. However her legs stayed closed, I was now worried that she was having second thoughts, but then she raised her leg. I could now squeeze my cock in, but I wanted a better position.
I whispered "Get on your hands and knees."
I heard her gasp, had I made a mistake by speaking, saying something sexual? No going back now.
"Please do it."
"NO."
It sounded final, but I wasn't going to stop now without a fight.
In a firm voice I said it again, "Get on your hands and knees."
"I can't."
"Why not?"
I had tried to keep the irritation out of my voice but I am not sure if I succeeded. I waited for an answer but I didn't get one.
"Don't you want to do it?"
"YES, but not that way."
I took a deep breath then I let out a long sigh, good she did want it. The sensible thing to do now would be to get her to raise her leg a bit more, and then we would carry on. However I knew it would be better for both of us if she would just do it my way.
"Please."
"No, I would have to be," then she hesitated before adding "A dirty bitch to do that."
I only just managed to stop myself from laughing, and from saying, "You ARE a dirty bitch."
However in as gentle a voice as I could manage I said "You are never that. What you are is a lady, in the way you dress and the way you act. I always have the utmost respect for you."
Some of that was true, but I was prepared to say anything that would help to convince her.
"Thank you."
"I can understand your reluctance, but have you ever tried it?"
"No."
That was good, I could sell it as a new experience rather than having to persuade her to do something that she had done before but didn't like.
"There are times when you just have to open up, to be less of a lady in bed. Can we try it?"
No answer, but at least she hadn't said no.
"Please I will be gentle with you."
No answer again, but this time she started to move.
"Is this what you want?"
She sounded eager to please, and she had done what I had asked her to do, but her stance needed some 'fine-tuning'.
"Open your legs wider, and lower your back. Try to get as low as possible but still keeping your bottom high."
This time there was no hesitation from her, she was now ready to be fucked.
"Is that better?"
"Yes, are you sure you haven't done it this way before?"
That got a giggle from her, but she didn't reply.
When I got behind her I realised that this position was perfect for what I wanted to do to her, my rock hard cock was pointed at her cunt, just inches away. I moved nearer so that it pushed against her lips, she moaned as the head went in, then I stopped.
"Is this what YOU want?"
There was a quick "Yes" from her.
I smiled to myself, time to give her more of what she wanted. When it was five or six inches in I started to slowly fuck her, I was careful not to use the full length.
"That's so good, I didn't think I would be able to take it all."
She sounded pleased with herself.
"I have got a few more inches to give you, three, or it might even be four."
Before she could say anything I fucked her for the first time using all of my nine inches. When my cock hit the top of her cunt she screamed, but I didn't stop. She was now moaning almost continuously, and she was getting louder as I increased the pace.
"Is it good?"
"YES, don't stop."
No way was I going to do that, but I wanted more from her.
"I will stop if you don't tell me what you want."
She didn't answer, so I slowed down to show her I was serious.
"I want you to," then she stopped.
"SAY IT."
"I want you to fuck me."
I rewarded her with a few hard strokes that were almost brutal.
"YES, that's what I want."
"What do you want me to fuck?"
"Me."
"NO, what?"
There was silence for a few seconds then it all came out.
"I want you to fuck my cunt, fuck my cunt as hard as you can. I am your dirty bitch."
"Yes you are."
Now that I had what I wanted from her all that was left to do was to fuck her. For five more minutes I did just that. I pounded her cunt as hard and as deep as I could, she responded by moaning and groaning, she was even thrusting her bottom back to make sure she got all of my cock.
If my hands had not been bandaged I would have been able to reach forward and play with her big tits, or even get a finger or two on her clit, while I fucked her. However I couldn't, so I would just have to give her a climax with my cock alone.
After another five minutes I wondered if she would ever reach it. She was obviously enjoying it but surely she must come soon? I couldn't last much longer, it was now taking all my concentration to stop myself from pouring it into her.
"Fuck me harder, I am going to come."
Good, I was more than ready as well. As I did what she asked I could hear and feel her climax building, a few seconds later she exploded. I was desperate to reach it with her, I only just managed it, climaxing as her body went limp.
Lying in bed, ready to sleep, I was expecting Aunty to say something, but she didn't. I would have to ask instead.
"Was that good?"
"NO." Then she quickly added "It was VERY good."
I laughed, I never realised that she had a sense of humour.
"Now go to sleep, it's been a long day."
"And a HARD day."
It was her turn to laugh.
When I awoke at nine-thirty I was alone, Aunty had let me sleep as long as I wanted, my reward? I stayed in bed another ten minutes thinking about what had happened. It had been very good, one of my best experiences. I have fucked lots of women, some with bigger tits, but as a total experience last night takes some beating.
"Hi Adam, you are up at last."
She sounded glad to see me, and she wasn't annoyed I had got up late.
"Let's go to your bedroom and get you dressed then I will make breakfast."
When I got to my room the first thing I noticed was that the bed was now made, on top of it was a clean pair of pyjamas.
"Good, you managed to find some clean sheets."
The look on her face said 'Why did you say that?', but what came out of her mouth was just a curt "Yes."
I must learn to keep my big mouth shut, if I wasn't careful I would spoil things.
Breakfast was good, and my stupid comment in the bedroom hadn't affected her mood, she was bright and cheerful.
"We need to do something different today."
I was surprised by her directness, but when I looked at her face I realised she didn't mean anything sexual, and she hadn't noticed how it had sounded to me.
"All this time you have been here we haven't gone out."
"We went to the hospital."
"That doesn't count. Where do you want to go?"
I shrugged my shoulders, "You decide."
From the smile on her face I could tell that was a good answer.
"There is a big shopping complex thirty minutes away."
I gave her my best fake groan, it made her laugh.
"Don't worry there are lots of 'Man Shops', you will enjoy it."
I was initially sceptical, but she was right, I did enjoy it. We even had lunch in a fancy restaurant. It was way too expensive for my liking but Aunty insisted, "I can afford it," then she giggled before adding "No, Uncle Bill can afford it."
We didn't get back until just after six, tired from all the walking. Aunty had bought quite a few things but I returned with just two books.
"I am still full from lunch, but do you want me to make you something?"
"No thanks, I am full as well." Then without thinking I continued with "But I wouldn't mind a hot chocolate later on before I go to bed."
"OK."
I hadn't meant it as a hint, but would Aunty see it as that?
An hour later I got my drink, I sipped it through a straw as we watched television together. At ten she declared that she was off to bed, I went to bed as well. It had been a really enjoyable day, the icing on the cake would have been for us to fuck again. I wasn't too disappointed, I got the feeling there was still more to come
The next day while we were having breakfast I could tell Aunty was distracted, there was something on her mind. When she finished feeding me she told me what it was.
"Uncle Bill rang me, he is coming home tonight."
"I thought he was away for another week?"
"He was supposed to be, but apparently he is now needed back at head office."
"What time will he be home?"
"Around mid-night, or later if there are any delays."
She didn't seem happy that he was returning, I felt the same but I hoped I wasn't showing it as much as she was.
"And there is more."
I just looked at her, what did she mean?
"Your Mother rang. She wants me to take you back tomorrow morning so that she can take you to your hospital appointment."
"I don't understand."
She took a deep breath before explaining.
"Tomorrow, Friday, you have your hospital appointment at twelve. I was going to take you, then on Saturday I was going to take you back home. However your Mother has now taken Friday off from work so that she can take you instead. So the plan is for me to drop you off tomorrow at eleven rather than on Saturday."
I now understood, and I could see why she was disappointed, today was going to be our last one together.
Lunch was good but I was struggling to enjoy it, I kept thinking about having to leave a day early. Aunty June had perked up a bit, I got the feeling that if we tried we could still have a good day.
"You need a bath, we will do it now."
That surprised me, I almost spilt my coffee.
I blurted out "It's only twelve-thirty."
She smiled, her first of the day, "You do know that there are no legal restrictions on when you can take a bath."
"Are you sure?"
"You don't have to have one if you don't want."
When she left the room to sort the bath out I smiled, this was going to be more than just a wash.
She had me in the bath in record time, so she was obviously keen to start. The washing was also done very quickly.
"Finished."
I gave her a questioning look, she hadn't been anywhere near my cock or balls. I got a brief smile from her then she turned her back on me. As I watched her undress my cock started to thicken, when she turned back to face me she was naked, and my cock was rock hard.
"Lie back."
When she got into the bath she took a firm hold of my cock and carefully positioned it at her opening, then she slowly lowered herself onto it. She was now sitting on my lap with my cock deep up her cunt. Her eyes were closed and she was breathing heavily.
We stayed like that for a few seconds, then she opened her eyes and looked directly into mine.
"Don't move, it's my turn to fuck you."
When she closed her eyes again I knew she was going to start.
It was slow at first but it soon became frantic. I could see it was hard work for her to keep raising and lowering herself, but the expression on her face told me it was worth it. At times she lifted herself so high that my cock was almost out, but she skilfully manged to keep it in. I was amazed that she was lasting so long.
After another five minutes she was still going, but her head was now tilted back.
"Fuck this is good, but I need it deeper."
I thought that was impossible, but when she leant back a bit she must have managed it because she gave a massive groan. From the look on her face she wasn't going to last much longer. A minute or so later she climaxed, then it was another thirty seconds before she collapsed onto me exhausted. I was still inside her, but I hadn't come.
She stood up slowly, then she noticed my cock was still hard.
"You didn't come," she sounded surprised.
"But you did."
She gave a nervous giggle before saying "Where do you want it?"
"Between your tits."
Five minutes later I reached it as well, splattering it all over her tits and chin.
We spent the rest of the day having a 'normal' Aunty and Nephew relationship, we also both acted as if nothing had happened. When she put me to bed I just got a quick peck on the cheek. With Uncle Bill getting back in a few hours this was the end for us, but it was very good while it lasted. I had enjoyed it but Aunty June had probably enjoyed it even more.
This time there was no chance of a lie in, we had to be out of the house by nine. Aunty woke me up at eight sharp and then had me dressed in not much more than five minutes.
I had expected breakfast to be something simple, but Aunty prepared her usual feast. However she was now feeding me quicker than usual, then I suddenly remembered Uncle Bill.
"I forgot, did Uncle Bill get back OK?"
"Yes, but he was late. It was just after three. I would be surprised if he is up before we leave."
As soon as I had eaten the last piece she started to clear up.
"I don't want to leave the kitchen in a mess for him."
He might not be satisfying her in bed but she was obviously still in love with him. I just hoped she wasn't going to feel guilty about all the things we had done together.
She was at the sink, with her back to me, before she spoke again.
"When Uncle Bill got back last night I asked him what he had done there. He said 'What happens in Singapore stays in Singapore'. He always says that."
"Even when he has been to London?"
She thought that was very funny.
When she returned to her task at the sink I reflected on what had been said. Aunty was telling me not to say anything, but there was no need for her to worry, this was our little secret. However I wanted to add something else to that list of naughty things we had done.
I managed to get close behind her before she noticed. It startled her a bit but she relaxed when I gave her a quick kiss on the cheek.
"Thanks Aunty for letting me stay," then I moved my head close to her ear and whispered "What happens in the kitchen stays in the kitchen."
She turned to look at me, confused by what I had just said, then she understood.
"NO, Uncle Bill is upstairs."
"So if he wasn't upstairs it would be a yes?"
There was a brief hesitation from her then I got my answer, "Yes."
"I will be quick," I was now pleading.
There was a long sigh from her, then she said "This is a bad idea." As she started to pull her knickers down she added "Be quick, but not too quick."
She was now bent over holding onto the sink, with her legs spread wide. I thought it might be difficult to get my cock in but her cunt was already wet without any stimulation from me. I wondered if Uncle being in the house was giving her added excitement.
This is what I had done to Mother. As I fucked her I compared the two women, both very good, but I preferred Aunty June. I smiled, should I tell her that?
"Aunty I have been thinking. Taking everything into account, and after careful consideration, I have come to a conclusion. You are a better fuck than your sister."
She had wanted me to be quick, but despite me fucking her as hard as I could, and using the full length of my cock, she was showing no signs of coming. There was a lot of moaning and groaning from her but it wasn't of the same intensity I had heard previously when she was near to a climax. She might need a little push to help her achieve it.
"When my hands have healed I am coming back for more."
"YES."
"The first thing I am going to do is finger you, two fingers up your juicy cunt."
"NO, I want three, or four."
Then she climaxed, I didn't, but I was almost there. It took me another few seconds, then I gave her all I had.
I waited until I was limp before I pulled out, but she didn't seem to be in a hurry to move, she was still grasping onto the sink.
As she lifted her head, she turned to me and smiled, "That was a big one."
"Same for me."
"But we now need to go, we are going to be late."
I fell asleep in the car, Aunty June had to wake me when we arrived. Mother was at the front door waiting for us, she gave both of us a big hug.
My stuff was quickly unpacked, we then all sat down at the kitchen table.
"Adam, you only have time for a quick drink then we need to make a move."
She gave her sister a quick glance before adding "Somebody was late."
I don't think she was angry, just surprised that Aunty June wasn't on time.
Aunty looked embarrassed, "Sorry, I spent too long in the kitchen before we left."
Mother shot me a quick look, but my face was a picture of innocence, then I saw her relax. I knew what she had been thinking, but she had obviously quickly dismissed it as being ridiculous. We had been fucking in the kitchen when Aunty came to pick me up, she had to wait until we had finished before we let her in. Mother's excuse was 'Busy in the kitchen'. For a split second Mother must have thought we were delayed today because we were doing the same thing.
She would be shocked if she ever found out that she was right.
When Aunty June was about to leave I got a nice hug from her, followed by a small kiss on the cheek. She then checked that Mother wasn't too near before whispering in my ear "I want more of your big cock."
Mother was still turned away from us, so in a low voice I said "Now?"
We both struggled not to laugh, fortunately Mother hadn't noticed what was going on.
When we were in the car going to the hospital I closed my eyes and thought about the last four weeks. Had I ever had that much sex in just one month before, maybe not? I was now actually looking forward to my sister looking after me, I could do with a rest.
But what if?
I had been surprised by Mother, then shocked by Aunty June, so it might be best to keep an open mind and just see what happens!
68 Adam has Lost the Use of His Hands Ch. 03
"Why is your Sister always late?"
"It's only ten past eight, I am sure she will be here soon."
"I will give her another ten minutes then I need to go."
I just shrugged my shoulders. Mother was not happy with Ava, if I said anything else she would probably take it out on me.
Five minutes later we heard a car pull up outside. Mother muttered something under her breath, I just hoped there wasn't going to be an argument.
"Sorry Mother, sorry Adam. I set off a bit late."
We both then got a big hug. When I looked at Mother she was smiling, there was no mention of Ava being late, she was just happy to see her.
"I can only stay another five or ten minutes before I need to leave for work. Is there anything you need from me before I go?"
There was a confident "No" from her.
They had talked for over an hour last night on the phone, and from what I could hear they had already covered everything in detail. There was even a discussion on what to do when I needed to urinate, unzip me or get me to sit down? At that point I left the room, it had started to get embarrassing.
"Did you see Mother crying when she waved us off?"
She looked surprised, "No, I was too busy driving."
"Do you think she will come and visit us?"
"No."
I looked over at her.
"We talked about it. You know what she is like. I am happy to look after my little brother but I don't want her to interfere."
"But you only live thirty minutes away?"
"That's why I said no to her. If it was up to Mother she would find some excuse to call round every day after work."
"What if you need some advice from her?"
"I will call her."
She sounded annoyed, so I dropped the subject.
Five minutes later she glanced over at me and then said, "Tell me about you and Aunty June?"
"What do you mean?"
I hoped I hadn't sounded as worried as I felt. What had she heard?
"Just what was it like staying with her? She can be a bit of a bitch."
I took a few seconds to calm myself before casually saying, "It was OK, a lot better than I thought it would be."
"Really?"
"Yes."
I could see that she was now thinking about what I had said about Aunty, she had obviously expected me to be critical. I also got the feeling that I would be quizzed about her again later on.
"How do you like your room?"
It was small and cramped, I think it was where she dumped things, but it would do.
"It's OK."
I had tried to sound enthusiastic, I must have succeeded because she looked pleased.
"Let me show you the bathroom."
I didn't need to see it, I have visited her lots of times before so I knew what it looked like. However I didn't say anything, I just followed her to it, but I had forgotten that she didn't have a bath, just a shower.
"Why do you call it a bathroom, there is no bath?"
She gave me a puzzled look, but when she realised I was joking I got a smile from her. Then I started to think about having a shower, how would that work? She would have to get in with me. I was just about to ask her when I noticed her staring at my crotch.
"Come on let me see it."
I moved back as she tried to unzip me.
"What are you doing?"
"Don't be shy."
I wasn't shy, just surprised.
"Mother told me about it."
I was now shocked, and she could see that I was.
"Let me explain. Mother warned me last night, apparently you are very big. She wouldn't say anymore. I need to see it."
"I am, but can't you wait until I need the toilet? You will see it then."
She shook her head, and when she put her hands on her hips and looked me in the eye, I knew she wasn't going to take no for an answer. She is five years older than me so she thinks she can boss me about. I must admit I wasn't against the idea of showing it to her, it was just that it felt as if I didn't have a choice. However I might be able to get something out of it. It was worth a try.
"OK, I will show you mine but you have to show me yours."
She was thinking about it, that was a good sign.
"Yes, but no touching."
I smiled, with my bandaged hands I couldn't touch her even if I wanted to.
She quickly unzipped me but then she took her time in getting my cock out, taking the opportunity to briefly fondle it while it was still in my trousers. When it was out she stepped back to admire it.
"Wow."
"You should see it when it's fully erect."
Now that I had put that thought into her head I waited for her to ask, she didn't disappoint me.
"How big is it?"
"Nine inches."
I had said it with pride, and from the look on her face she was obviously impressed.
"I thought James was big but you have another two inches."
I let her stare at it for a few more seconds, but now it was my turn.
"Let me see yours."
That startled her, in the excitement of seeing my cock I think she had forgotten what she had agreed to. There was a brief hesitation from her then she started to unbutton her top.
"Hey, we had a deal."
She stopped, a puzzled look on her face.
"What do you mean?"
I just pointed at her skirt.
Then she understood, "NO."
I shrugged my shoulders, "Come on Sis, you have seen mine."
"It's my tits or nothing. Nobody gets to see THAT unless it's my boyfriend or my Gynaecologist."
She now had her arms folded across her chest, annoyed at what I had wanted her to do.
I held my hands up in surrender then said, "Did you know I have recently trained as a Gynaecologist."
That made her laugh, when she had finished she continued to unbutton her top. When it was off she stopped. I was admiring her tits and she was letting me have a good look before taking her bra off.
"Wow," it was my turn to be impressed.
"Your nipples are big, very big."
They were comparable in size with Mother's and Aunty June's, but slightly darker. However she has much smaller tits which makes them look even more prominent.
"Do you like my tits?"
I smiled at her, did she need to ask?
"Yes, they are perfect."
That pleased her, she pushed her chest out more, obviously proud of them.
"I will let you into a secret. All the women in our family have these big nipples."
I tried to look surprised.
"Mother?"
"Yes."
"Even Aunty June?"
"Especially her, she might have the biggest."
I think I would agree with her on that, but even though I was tempted I didn't say anything, instead I continued to look at her tits, imagining what it would be like to suck on them.
Then the inevitable happened, my cock started to rise. There was a gasp from her when she noticed, but she didn't say anything, she just watched it slowly grow.
My cock was now fully erect, nine inches of throbbing meat. I wanted her hands on me but instead they were now on her tits. I watched in fascination as she pulled on both nipples, they were now big and swollen, more than ready to be sucked. I moved closer to her. When she moved her hands away I lowered my head, I was desperate to get a nipple into my mouth.
Then her phone rang, it was loud and it startled both of us.
"I need to answer it, it will be James."
I winced at the mention of her boyfriend's name.
"Hi James, give me a minute," she sounded breathless
She quickly picked up her blouse and bra, and then she left the bathroom clutching them to her chest.
If only he had rang ten minutes later, or better still if he had not rang at all. My cock was still erect but it was now starting to wilt, and I was feeling guilty. I just wish James was not such a nice guy.
When she did eventually return she was fully clothed. My cock was now completely limp so it was easy for her to put it back in. She didn't say anything until I was zipped up.
"That was James."
If she was feeling guilty it didn't show on her face or in her voice.
"He is coming round tonight for a few hours."
"Is that allowed?"
It was a joke rather than a serious question.
I didn't get a laugh, just a clipped "Yes" from her, then she added "Mother thought that it would be a bad idea if he stayed the night, I agreed with her to keep her happy, but there was no mention about him coming to visit me."
Then I got a look from her that said 'Do you have an issue with that?'.
I gave her my best smile before saying "It's not a problem, I was just asking."
An hour later I needed the toilet. It was all done quickly and efficiently, and except for her hand lingering on my cock at the end for a bit longer than necessary, nothing untoward happened.
I like my Sister a lot, she is genuinely a nice person with lots of good points, however cooking is not one of them. The evening meal was filling but nowhere near as good as what Aunty June had been giving me. I just hoped she wasn't going to ask my opinion of it. Tomorrow I might suggest that I pay for a takeaway, I could say that it was so that she could have a break from cooking.
It was just after eight when James arrived, after letting him in Ava disappeared for twenty minutes, leaving us to chat. We hadn't seen each other for a while, I think a week or two before my accident, so we spent the time catching up. He asked lots of questions about my hands, and I could tell he was very sympathetic.
"It must be a nightmare not being able to use your hands."
Ava joined us just as the conversation was drying up. She looked different, she had changed into smarter clothes and had applied some make-up.
"Are you two going out?"
For some reason she thought that was very funny. When she had finished laughing she grabbed James by the arm and almost pulled him out of his chair.
"Let's go to my bedroom for a bit."
I considered saying "A bit of what?" However James was already looking embarrassed because of her obvious keenness to be fucked, so I kept my mouth shut.
When they had gone I gave a long sigh. In a few minutes he would be sucking on those magnificent tits. What I had started he would finish, I had got her excited earlier on and now he would be reaping the rewards. James was a very lucky guy.
I was now desperate for the toilet. They had been together in the bedroom for nearly two hours, surely they must have finished by now? Any longer and I would have to knock on the door, that would be so embarrassing, but wetting my trousers would be worse. Fortunately five minutes later I heard them on the stairs, then James popped his head round the door to say a quick goodbye.
"Thanks Sis, I needed that."
In low voice, just audible, I heard her say "Me to."
As she stuffed my cock back into my trousers I pretended I hadn't heard her. I was talking about the long piss I had just had, she was referring to something completely different, something far more enjoyable.
"When will James be coming again?"
It was a bad choice if words, and from the smirk on her face she had picked up on it. I started again.
"When will he be visiting again?"
"Tomorrow or the day after, but no later than that."
James was indeed a lucky man, he gets to fuck my Sister almost every day. I wondered what I would give, or what I would do, just to have the opportunity to do it once. However I now realised that there was no chance of that happening, she was already getting sex whenever she wanted, so why should she need my cock?
The next day I woke just after nine, with a full bladder. I could hear some noise from downstairs so Ava was already up, that was good. When I got to the kitchen she had her back to me.
"Hi Sis, I need some help."
When she turned round I could see she was angry.
"What's happened?"
"James rang me half an hour ago. He is a bastard."
I sat down at the table. What had he done, it must be serious? I waited for her to tell me more but she was just pacing up and down and muttering something under her breath.
In a calm voice I said "Please tell me about it."
She looked at me for a few seconds, then she gave a long sigh. Some of the anger had now gone and I could see she was ready to talk about it.
"James called me. There is some problem at work that apparently only HE can fix."
She shook her head a few times before continuing.
"So his boss has sent him off to Portugal. He rang me from the airport just before he was boarding."
I could see why he had left it until the last minute before telling her the bad news. It wasn't his fault, and when she eventually calmed down she would realise that.
"Where in Portugal is he going to?"
"I don't know, and I don't care."
"Sorry, I was only asking."
"I am just angry. Give me a bit of time and I will be OK. I do know that it's not James's fault. I blame his boss, he is a bastard."
I had thought her anger was directed at James, but it was his boss that was having his parentage questioned.
"He will be back soon, and I bet he will bring you a nice present."
From the look on her face I could see I had said the wrong thing.
She took a deep breath to compose herself before saying, "At least three weeks, but it might be longer, much longer."
I now understood her anger, but she would eventually calm down. James was a Chemical Engineer working on high profile projects. His job was interesting and well paid. Sometimes you have to take the rough with the smooth, but I wasn't going to tell her that, instead I was going to keep my head down until she returned to normal.
For the rest of the morning I kept out of her way. In the afternoon she left me for a couple of hours. When she returned with two heavy bags of shopping she was in a much better mood. The evening meal was quite good, and when she asked me if I liked it I genuinely said yes.
"I am going to bed. Sorry about today, I know I have been a bit of a bitch but I promise I will be OK tomorrow."
I gave her a nice smile, then I said "Only a BIT of a bitch?"
She thought that was funny, I could still hear her laughing as she went up the stairs.
When I woke up the next day I could hear her singing, that was a good sign. She stopped when I joined her in the kitchen.
"Breakfast will be ready in ten minutes."
"Thanks."
"Lisbon."
"What?"
"That is where James is, he rang this morning."
"Are you both OK now?"
"Of course. I may be a bitch but I am not a TOTAL bitch."
She was smiling, obviously in a lot better mood than yesterday. I could tell she was waiting for me to make some sarcastic comment, but instead I just smiled back.
"And there is some good news, he will get a big bonus for this. When he gets it he is taking me to Paris for a dirty weekend."
"Sounds good, can I come with you?"
"Let me think about it."
She spent the next few seconds pretending that she was considering it, then she just said "NO."
I shrugged my shoulders before saying, "It was worth a try."
Lunch was a sandwich from a local shop. It was very nice, I would be happy to have it again. However the evening meal was one to forget, some sort of stew. After eating half I was going to say that I was full, but when she said that she had made it specially for me I knew I had to eat it all.
"Just one last spoonful."
"Thanks, that was very nice."
"Good, I might make it again."
Damn, I shouldn't have said anything, I just hoped she would give my stomach a few days rest first. We then went to the front room to watch television. The programme was interesting but I noticed that Ava kept glancing over at me, I was expecting her to say something, eventually she did.
"Adam, can I ask you something?"
I was a bit wary, but mostly curious about what she wanted to ask.
"Yes, what is it?"
"You can't use your hands, so what do you do for, you know?"
An obvious question, but not one you would expect your Sister to ask.
"I was just wondering, James would struggle if his hands were bandaged."
I was tempted to say that I just bend over and suck it, but that would probably shock her. I can actually do that, with a bit of difficulty, but I don't because I hate the taste. I am always keen to pour it into other mouths but not into mine, instead I decided to play it down.
"I don't bother."
"Really? With James away my fingers will be working overtime."
She was being very candid, and I wondered if I should be as well.
"So when I change your sheets I am not going to find some interesting stains?"
"It depends what interests you."
That got a smile.
"If it had been somebody else other than Mother and Aunty June looking after you I think you would have had some help."
I wished she hadn't mentioned their names. From the look on Ava's face I could tell what she was thinking. She had seen some reaction from me and she was putting two and two together, and getting four.
"You dirty dog."
I feigned innocence but she wasn't having any of it.
"I bet it was Mother, Aunty June is too stuck up for anything like that."
It was time to come clean, sort of. I would tell her, but only what she had already suspected.
"It was both of them, but not at the same time."
She looked puzzled.
"That last bit was a joke, but yes it was both of them."
Her puzzled look had now turned to astonishment. I then explained in detail what they had done, but just about them giving me hand relief. When I said how good they had been at it, particularly Aunty June, her mouth opened in disbelieve.
"They were just being kind, giving me the relief that they could see I needed."
She nodded, I could see she was thinking about everything I had said.
"So what about it?"
It took her a few seconds to realise what I was asking for. I had expected a quick no but she was taking her time before answering me.
"I might do," then in a low voice, almost a whisper, she added "It is a nice cock."
That was the end of that particular conversation, it had certainly given both of us something to think about.
Two hours later she surprised me again, but this time it was with a statement rather than a question.
"It's time for your shower."
I looked up from my book, she was already leaving the room. I smiled before following her, this might be fun.
"How do you like them?"
After undressing me she had placed plastic bags over my hands, they were not the food bags Mother and Aunty had used.
"These are great, where did you get them from?"
"Online from a medical supplier, they are made for this purpose."
They were perfect, a nice fit. They had zips so no need to use rubber bands to seal them.
"I told Mother about them ages ago but she said the food bags she had were good enough."
"I wish you had told ME about them."
She laughed, "I just have."
I muttered under my breath, "Yes, but a bit too late."
I was busy admiring my hands when she said, "I need to get changed, I will be back in a few minutes."
I hadn't thought about that, while I waited I wondered what she was going to change into.
"Do you like it?"
Yes I did, I couldn't take my eyes off it. She was wearing a two piece swimming costume, one that had been designed more for being seen in rather than for actually swimming in. It was small and it showed off all her curves. What was there not to like about it?
"Are you going to say something or are you just going to stare at me?"
"Sorry, yes I do like it, I like it a lot."
"Good, now get in the shower."
Fortunately it was a decent size, there was plenty of room even with both of us in. The water was hot and it felt good as it cascaded over me. Ava was facing me and I had a great view of her tits, her big nipples looked to be straining to get out. As I imagined myself sucking on them I felt my cock thicken, then start to rise. She didn't notice at first, she was too busy washing my shoulders. It was only when it nudged against her that she realised what was happening. I thought she would object, but instead she stepped back and then watched it closely as it climbed to its full length.
"I was going to save that until later, but from the look of it I think it needs my attention now."\
"Yes, and from the look of your nipples they do as well."
There was a quick "NO" from her, then she shook her head.
She could see that I was disappointed. I got nice smile from her to reassure me that even though I couldn't touch her I would still get a good time.
In a calmer voice she said "They do need some attention, lots of it, but they are going to have to wait until James gets back."
I gave her my best pleading face, and for a few seconds I thought she might give in. However she didn't, she just shook her head again before getting to work on my cock.
Her touch was light and gentle, almost a caress, it was as if she was examining it. When she had explored its full length she moved her hand to my balls, at first she just cradled them, but then she rolled them in her hands.
"Nice big balls as well, just what I like."
Good, they had passed inspection.
"I hope there is a lot in there, I love to see it all shoot out."
She looked at me, and I could see she was hoping I would say yes. I had no idea if I could match or even beat James, but I gave her a confident "Yes." She nodded her head in approval.
I was impressed with her patience. Mother and Aunty June had spent very little time on my balls, they were eager to get to my cock. Ava was taking her time, it must have been at least four or five minutes before she moved back to my cock. Her hand was now firmly on the base of it, but instead of stroking it she stopped.
"I have been told a few times that I am good at this."
After a quick nod from me she continued.
"Do you want it nice and slow, or do you want to come quickly?"
"Slow, very slow."
Her face was now beaming, I had given the correct answer.
That first full stroke was so good, I couldn't have done it better with my own hand. As she continued working my cock I closed my eyes, I wanted to savour every moment of it.
In a low voice she said, "When I was younger this was my party piece."
It was as if she was talking to herself, and that it didn't really matter if I could hear her or not.
"I was a late developer, a bit too scared for full sex. I kept my boyfriends happy by doing this."
I thought back to my first girlfriends, I was lucky if I ever got anything beyond a quick feel of their tits.
"Is it good?"
"No."
Her hand suddenly stopped.
"It is VERY good."
A got a hard squeeze from her as punishment, then she said "That will teach you a lesson."
"I think you have ruined me."
That made her giggle, then she got back to the serious business of playing with my cock.
After a few more minutes she upped the pace, her hand was now firmer on my cock and the strokes were quicker. She wasn't trying to make me come, just moving me towards it.
"Keep your eyes closed."
"Why?"
"Just do it."
I wasn't going to argue, but I was curious about why she had said it. Her hand had now slowed and she seemed to be moving her feet. Then I heard a low moan from her. I kept my eyes closed but I smiled, she was playing with herself. She now had one hand on my cock and the other must be inside her swimsuit, I didn't need to look to know that her fingers were on her clit.
As her moaning increased she stroked me faster, I was now very close to coming.
"Tell me when you are ready and I will finish you off?"
"What about your cunt?"
"It's ready now, I can't hold on much longer. I want you to come first."
"OK, finish me off."
Thirty seconds later I exploded, it was a big one, I felt my cock twitch six or seven times. When I opened my eyes I saw Ava close hers, her hand was still between her legs, she was frantically fingering herself. I watched in fascination as she climaxed. Her head tilted back and her mouth opened, and she gave an almighty gasp. It ended with her slumped against the shower door. I was worried she might fall but somehow she managed to stay upright before I could help her.
When she had recovered I got a weak smile, I think it was all she could manage, it must have taken a lot out of her.
"Was that better?"
"Better than what?"
"Mother and Aunty June."
"It's not a competition."
When she put her hands on her hips and looked me directly in the eye I knew she wanted an answer.
"Let me think about it."
I then got a playful slap on my leg to hurry me up.
"That hurt."
The next one will be even harder, and it WILL hurt."
"OK, it was the best. Mother and Aunty were good but you just have the edge on them."
After scrutinising my face she seemed satisfied that I was telling the truth. To be honest there was not a lot to choose between them. However she wanted to be the best and I was happy to tell her that, it wasn't in my best interest to say otherwise.
We were now back in the living room watching the late news. I was nice and relaxed after my climax, and from the way Ava was stretched out on the sofa she was as well.
"Adam?"
I said "Yes" without taking my eyes of the television.
"You do know that is all you are getting from me."
She now had my complete attention.
"I was hoping you were going to do it again."
That made her smile, I had no idea why, this was serious.
"Don't be silly, of course I am going to do it again. What I mean is that I am only going to do that, nothing else."
"What about your tits?"
"Definitely not my tits. If you touch them," then she corrected herself "If you SUCK them I don't think I would be able to stop you going further."
I nodded my head in agreement, as if that would be a terrible thing to happen, but I was finding it difficult not to smile. I now knew her weakness.
The next day I was hoping for another shower, I dropped a few hints but they were all ignored. Just after our evening meal Ava reminded me that I had my hospital appointment tomorrow. I had forgotten about it but I didn't tell her that.
"We are leaving at ten thirty, your appointment is at twelve."
"Isn't that a bit too early?"
"Yes, but Mother made me promise. You know how she worries, she doesn't want you to be late."
It would mean sitting in the waiting room for thirty or possibly forty minutes, but I could live with that. I might even take my book with me.
"One last thing. Before we leave you are having a shower, a quick one."
I didn't reply, I was too disappointed to say anything. So there it was, I wasn't going to get anything tonight or tomorrow. However she had said she would do it again, I just need to be patient, and while I am waiting I can try to think of ways that will enable me to get to her tits.
She had said the shower was going to be a quick one and it was. I think we broke the world record. My cock and balls only got a cursory wash, and the rest of my body not much more.
We were in the car at ten twenty-eight, I know that because she showed me her watch.
"If Mother asks you, what time did we leave?"
"Just before ten thirty."
"Good, I don't want you joking and telling her we set off late. She will not find it funny, and you will have to find other ways to relieve yourself."
"If I tell her we left at nine will you let me fuck you?"
That made her laugh, but when she stopped her face turned serious, then she shook her head a few times.
We did arrive early, but only by fifteen minutes, roadworks and heavy traffic had slowed us down. It was a good job we had done what Mother had said. However when we got to reception we discovered that if we had been late it would not have mattered, Doctor Gates was still off sick.
"I am very sorry, it's going to be at least twelve thirty before you are seen."
I looked at Ava expecting that she would be annoyed, but she seemed unconcerned. As we walked to the waiting room we passed the toilet that Aunty and I had used, I smiled as I thought about what had happened in there. She must have noticed it as well.
"Do you need the toilet, if so it's best to go now?"
I said "Yes," so we turned back.
Ava held my cock while I urinated. When I had finished she didn't remove her hand, she hadn't noticed that I had finished, she was too busy looking around the room.
"It's big."
"Yes it is, I am very proud of it."
"No, not your stupid cock, the room."
I did know what she was referring to, it was just my lame attempt at a joke. She apparently didn't think it was funny and my cock got a hard squeeze to let me know that.
I was expecting her to zip me up now, but instead she just let go of it and turned round to inspect some medical item that was in the corner of the room. I don't think it had been there when I was in the toilet with Aunty. When she turned back to face me she was shocked.
"We don't have time for that."
"Yes we do."
My cock was now fully erect. I don't know if it was the squeeze she had given it, but once she had turned her back on me it had started to rise.
"Sorry I can't help it, it has a mind of its own."
She gave me a wry smile, I think she had heard that excuse before.
"Well it had better decide to come down, because I am not playing with it."
After five minutes of waiting it was still rock hard. It didn't help that for the whole of that time she had been staring at it.
"I suppose we are going to have to do something with it. What do you suggest?"
I knew she was being sarcastic, and that she didn't really expect me to reply, however she had asked so I would tell her.
"I think you should take your knickers off and bend over, then I will fuck you hard with my big cock until we both have a massive climax."
I could tell from the look that she gave me that I had gone a bit too far.
"Or I could just chop it off."
That sent a shiver down my spine even though I knew she wasn't being serious, I had better apologise.
"Sorry Sis, I shouldn't have said that."
"I guess it's my fault, I did ask."
She was a lot calmer now.
"If you had a knife would you have chopped it off?"
After she had finished laughing she shook her head, "Don't be silly, there is a better way of getting it down."
"Close your eyes and I will show you."
I quickly did as she asked, however after a few seconds with nothing happening I thought she was just going to tease me.
"Keep them closed."
Then she started. She was now wrapping something around my cock, it was soft and silky, it must be her knickers. It felt good as she slowly rubbed my cock with it. It was exciting having something that had touched her cunt now touching me.
"I want you to promise me something."
"It's OK, I will never tell anybody."
"No not that. If I let you have my tits will you promise not to try for more?"
"YES."
I heard her giggle at my eagerness.
"Can I open my eyes?"
When she didn't reply I risked opening them, she was smiling. I was right, it was her knickers draped around my cock, but they slipped off as she removed her hand.
She took her time in taking her top and bra off, but it was worth the wait. I stared at her tits and those magnificent nipples, trying to imagine what it would be like to suck on them. Time to find out.
I started by taking as much of her tit into my mouth as I could manage, she responded with a large gasp, then a low moan as I then sucked on it more gently. As I continued to work her nipple she gripped my cock, her other hand was frantically pulling her skirt up so that she could get to her cunt.
"Fuck, that feels so good."
Was she referring to what my mouth was doing, or to what her fingers were now doing? Probably both.
When I switched nipples she started to stroke my cock, nice full strokes with just the right amount of pressure.
"Tell me when you are going to come, I want it in my mouth."
I would prefer her cunt, but if her mouth was the only thing on offer I was happy to take it, but for now I was content to enjoy her hand. She was also enjoying what I was doing to her, and what she was doing to herself.
"I love being fingered, I just wish it was you doing it."
I thought I was only allowed her tits? She must be weakening, should I try to get my head between her legs? No, she might stop me, better to settle for what I was getting now.
After five minutes of sucking hard on her tits my jaw was now aching, to ease the discomfort I started nibbling on her nipple instead.
"I like that, I like that a lot."
Good, and I liked what she was doing to my cock. If anything it was too good, I was getting close to climaxing, I had better warn her.
"I am nearly there."
"Me to. I am going to make you come first though."
She was now kneeling in front of me with her mouth open, ready for my cock to go in, but it was her hand that was still doing all the work. Her timing was perfect, she took the tip of my cock into her mouth just as I ejaculated. When I had stopped coming she pulled her head back and my cock plopped out, it was already starting to go limp.
I watched in fascination as she fingered herself again. I had hoped she would lie back and open her legs so that I would be able to see more, but instead she stayed kneeling.
Her breathing was now heavy and she was moaning a lot, but she still hadn't come.
"Do you want me to help you, I can lick you?"
"No, I know what I am doing. I have two fingers in the right place, on my big clit."
"BIG clit?"
"Yes, fucking big."
Then she climaxed. Her head slumped forward as if she had passed out. The first thing she did when she came round was to look at her watch.
"Shit, we had better hurry up. If you miss the appointment Mother will kill me."
In less than five minutes we were in the waiting room, even before we had sat down my name was called.
"Are you OK to go in on your own?"
That surprised me, Mother and Aunty always came in with me, but it wasn't a problem.
"Yes, I am a big boy now. I can do it all by myself."
She smirked as she said "Yes you are," and I understood that she was agreeing with me that I was indeed a big boy.
A nurse then took me to a room just off the main ward where she removed my bandages. I looked at my hands as I waited for the Doctor, I had high hopes that they would not need to be bandaged again. Then it hit me, if that was the case then there was no need for Ava to look after me for another week, that would be a disaster. I might have to say that I was still in pain. As I thought about that Doctor Green entered the room.
"Hello Adam, are you on your own today?"
"Hi Doctor, no my Sister is in the waiting room."
After examining my hands she gave me a big smile. I tried not to flinch, it was going to be good news.
"I think we can do without the bandages now."
She was expecting a big response from me, but I could only manage a weak smile before saying "Thanks."
For a brief second she frowned, then the smile reappeared. I guess she thought I was just another ungrateful patient.
"I would like though to see you one last time, so please make an appointment."
When she left I swore under my breath. I was just about to go when the door opened and a nurse came in, she looked flustered.
"Sorry I am late, sit down and I will do your hands."
When I got back to the waiting room I waved my bandaged hands at Ava. She didn't seem too concerned about them, but I think she felt she should ask.
"How are they?"
"Nearly healed, just one more week to go."
I didn't feel guilty about deceiving my Sister, but I did hope the nurse wasn't going to get into any trouble. I had no idea what I was going to say next week at my appointment, but I would worry about that later.
As we passed the toilet that we had been in earlier we looked at each other, I smiled and she giggled.
With a straight face I said "Do you want a second helping?"
I got a slap on my arm for my cheek, but then she said "I might do, but not here."
I wasn't sure if she meant what she had said, but I left it at that. Five minutes later we were in the car and on our way back to her place.
The evening meal was absolutely delicious, but only because it was a takeaway from a local Indian restaurant. After she had finished feeding me I puffed my stomach out and then declared that I was absolutely stuffed.
"I am going to watch some television. I am so full I might even fall asleep."
"Me to, but first I am going to have a shower."
As she was leaving the room she stopped, looking over her shoulder she said "You can join me if you want."
I nodded my head furiously, much to her amusement, then I followed her to the bathroom. When we got there she quickly undressed me, then she stripped down to her underwear. There was then a slight hesitation from her before she removed her bra, followed by her knickers. I bent my head to look down at her, she was very hairy, a nice thick bush.
"Do you like it?"
"I don't know, I can't really see anything."
"Would you like a good look?"
I thought she was joking, but when I looked at her face I realised she was serious. I was tempted to crack a joke, perhaps to say no, but I didn't want to mess it up so instead I just said "Yes please."
She giggled at that, I had sounded so polite. She then responded in her best posh voice.
"Sir has seen the upstairs before, would he like to see the downstairs?"
She made it sound as if I was viewing a property.
"Yes, I am particularly interested in the front entrance. I hear it has some interesting features."
"It has, but sir can only look."
She then looked at me, and when I nodded to acknowledge what she had just said she sat down on the floor. I got a brief smile before she lay back and opened her legs. As I knelt before her she placed her hands at the top of her thighs, then she pushed her legs apart, she was completely exposed. It was beyond my wildest dreams. She had chunky lips, comparable to Mother's and Aunty June's. However it was her clit that was mesmerising me, it must be twice the size of any I had ever seen before. It made my mouth water just looking at it. It was big now but how big would it get when it was fully excited?
"What do you think?"
"It's amazing, that clit is so fucking big."
"Marks out of ten?"
"Eleven."
I got a big smile. She was obviously proud of her cunt, and was enjoying all the praise I was giving it. I moved closer, when I saw her looking concerned I stopped, but my head was now only inches away from her sweet opening. I took a deep breath and I got a faint smell of cunt.
"Have you seen enough?"
"If we stayed like this all day it would still not be enough. I am in love with your cunt."
She didn't respond immediately, that surprised me, but I continued looking. I was determined to see it for as long as she would let me. Eventually she did speak.
"You know I said about only looking?"
"Yes, but don't worry I will be a good boy."
"Well I have changed my mind. You seem to like it so much, it would be a shame not to let you lick it."
"Are you sure?," then I held my breath hoping that she hadn't changed her mind.
"Yes, but no trying to fuck me. I have to save something for James."
"What if I pretend to be James?"
That got me a slap on the head, but I could tell she wasn't really annoyed.
I was tempted to go straight for her clit but I managed to restrain myself, instead I chewed on her lips. I thought I was being a bit too rough but she didn't complain. However when I changed to sucking on them I could tell she liked that better.
I had now been on her cunt for over five minutes. I had licked and sucked everywhere except for the one place that I really wanted, her clit. She was moaning like crazy and also bucking her hips to try to get my tongue onto it. For both our sakes it was time to give in.
My first lick of it almost took her over the edge.
"Fuck, do that again, NOW."
I did, and I kept on doing it, each time pressing down harder. I could feel and hear her climax building. After another two or three minutes she was close to reaching it.
"Suck it, suck it hard."
When I did she climaxed immediately. It was good for her but I thought I was going to die. As I struggled to breath I imagined what it would say on the death certificate, 'Suffocated while licking a cunt'. Eventually she opened her legs and released me. She managed to recover quite quickly, and when she noticed the state that I was in she found it funny. I was not amused.
"That was wonderful. Now it's my turn to please you."
"Good, finally I get to fuck you."
I had said it without thinking. When she opened her mouth to speak I was expecting to be told off, but what she said surprised me.
"No, if you fuck me I want to reach it with you."
My cock had gone a bit limp but the thought of fucking her was making it hard again. I wasn't going to get to do it now, but from what she had said, and the way she had said it, she would eventually let me.
Two minutes later, after she had skilfully used her hand, I climaxed all over her tits. We then both showered together.
In bed that night I reflected on what had happened. If I was to tell anybody about it I don't think they would believe me. Yes it had been good, but there was now a real possibility that there were better days ahead.
I woke the next day with such high hopes, but it ended in disappointment. I did spend a lot of time with Ava but not in the way I would have liked. The highlight of the day was going out for a couple of hours, we had a nice long walk and we did some shopping. The only 'intimate' contact I had with her was a quick peck on the cheek when she tucked me into bed. When she left my bedroom I gave a long sigh, hopefully tomorrow would be better.
I must have been very tired because I slept right through until nine thirty. When I went downstairs Ava was in the kitchen, she was already cooking the breakfast. It was bacon and eggs, she was good at that.
"Perfect timing, I was just going to wake you up."
I could tell she was in a good mood.
"James called. The project is going well, he has been given the afternoon off. He is going to call me in a couple of hours. It will be nice to have a long talk with him. All the other times he has been very busy and we have only chatted for a few minutes."
I was happy for her, but the mention of James made me feel guilty. I would find it difficult to look him in the eye the next time I saw him.
After eating I went to my room to read, I just wanted to keep out of her way until after she had spoken to James. It was an easy book to read and I was soon engrossed in it. I had now reached an interesting chapter and I was keen to read on, but I desperately needed the toilet. I looked at my watch, it was nearly eleven thirty, I had better see Ava before James called her.
When I got to her bedroom door I could hear her on the phone. I would have to knock, there was no way I could wait much longer.
"Come in."
"Sorry, I need the toilet."
"It's Adam, he needs something. Call me back in a few minutes."
She didn't seem bothered that I was disturbing her. When she had finished sorting me out I thanked her again, but she seemed preoccupied.
I gave her a big smile then I said "Zip me up, then I can go back to my bedroom."
"No, come back to mine."
I didn't know why she wanted me to do that, and why was she not putting my cock back? I then followed her, with my cock swinging about outside my trousers, and without saying anything.
"Stand there, James will be calling soon."
I was now very curious, but I was also a bit apprehensive. Thirty seconds later her phone rang.
"Hi James, I am back in my bedroom. Let me put you on speaker so that my hands are free."
"Is Adam there?"
"No he is in his bedroom, I am all alone."
She now had her finger to her lips to tell me to not to speak. I don't think I could even if I wanted to, I was too shocked. This was going to be interesting.
"Good, Shall we start?"
"Yes, tell me what you want me to do."
"Take your top and bra off."
She did what he had asked, slowly and seductively. All the time she was doing it she was looking at me.
"My big nipples are now waiting to be played with."
"Squeeze them, imagine that I am doing it."
She now had her fingers on both nipples, and she was rubbing and pulling them much harder that I would have dared to.
"That feels good, I just wish you could suck on them."
She was speaking to James but looking at me.
"Don't worry, when I get back I will make up for lost time."
She was now beckoning me towards the bed, I didn't hesitate. When I sucked the whole of her nipple deep into my mouth she gave a loud moan.
"Are you fingering yourself?"
"No, I am saving that for later."
"Do you want me to get my cock out?"
"NO, I want to take it nice and slow."
There was a short laugh from James then he said, "OK, but you sound as if you are not going to last long."
When I sucked hard again there was another moan from her, but this time much quieter.
"I think it's time for you to be fingered, take your knickers off."
I had to lift my head off her while she removed them.
"Finger yourself."
Her hands didn't move, instead she stuck her tongue out and nodded towards her waist. She then opened her legs wider to accommodate my head.
"That feels good James, I am imagining you licking my cunt."
"Wouldn't it be better if you pretended that it was Adam doing it, like we did last week?"
I was so shocked I stopped, but I continued licking her when she wiggled her bottom in frustration.
"Yes I would like that."
"I bet you would you dirty bitch. Just imagine it's your brother licking that wet cunt and sucking on your big clit."
"It's good, so good."
It was good for me as well, as I was now doing exactly what James had suggested.
"My cock is out now. Do you want to end it like this or do you want to pretend I am fucking you?"
"Can Adam fuck me?"
"It's not enough that your brother is licking you, you now want him to fuck you."
"Yes, please let him."
"OK, I am going to play with my cock while Adam fucks you hard. You say he has a massive cock, will you be able to take all of it?"
"I am going to try."
My cock was now positioned at her opening. As I pushed against her lips I felt my cock being sucked in, her cunt was hot and juicy, just how I like it. When I was half way in she started to moan, but I didn't stop until I hit the top. She was now breathing heavily. I stopped, waiting for her to get used to it. When she was ready to be fucked she would tell me.
"Is his cock in?"
"Yes."
"All of it?"
"Yes, all nine inches."
"Wow, so you think his cock is that big?"
I smiled, she knew it was.
"Is he fucking you?"
"Yes."
That was my signal to start.
"He is fucking me hard and fast with his big thick cock, and I love it."
And that was to tell me what she wanted. If that's how she wanted it then that's what she was going to get.
From the sounds she was making James must surely suspect something. She might even have told him about us. However my main priority at the moment was to fuck her to a climax, and then to have one myself.
"James are you coming?"
"Nearly, are you?"
"Yes, but I need Adam to fuck me harder."
I wasn't sure if that was possible, but I would try. I had already been pounding her cunt for at least five minutes with everything I had, but I didn't want to disappoint her so I would have to up my game.
With difficulty I managed to raise her legs higher by pushing on them with my elbows. That did the trick, it allowed me to push a little deeper.
"That's it, don't stop."
I then heard James climax, I assume it was that or else he was being murdered. I just hoped I wasn't going to make as much noise as he had just done, I was about to find out. That last brutal stroke I had given her was too much for me, fortunately it was too much for her as well, we reached it within a second or two of each other, that made it feel special.
"James that was very good, what about yours?"
"One of my best. Don't ever tell Adam we use him in our role-play though."
She giggled before saying "Would I do that?"
James laughed, "You just might."
When the call ended I looked at her.
"I am not complaining, but why did you do that?"
"You mean let you fuck me while James was on the phone?"
I put my hands on my hips and said "YES."
That made her laugh.
"I thought it would be fun, and it was. Don't you think so?"
When I agreed with her I could see she was pleased.
"Now go away, I am going to have a little sleep. For some reason I feel completely exhausted."
"If you are tired just think how I feel, I did all the work."
I could still hear her laughing at that when I left the room.
When I awoke next day I was not well, my head was throbbing and I felt as if I was going to be sick.
"I think I have picked up a bug, I feel really rough."
She placed her hand on my forehead.
"You have a temperature, you need to go back to bed"
"OK, but have you got anything I can take?"
"I will find something and bring it up to you, do you want any breakfast?"
"No thanks, if I eat anything I will just be sick."
By mid-day I was feeling slightly better, but I still hadn't eaten anything, Ava was concerned.
"If you are still ill tomorrow then you are seeing a Doctor."
"I think I will be OK by then."
Fortunately I was. It was ten before I opened my eyes, and as soon as I did I felt a lot better, my head was clear and I didn't feel sick. However I was hungry, very hungry. I was just about to get up when Ava came in.
"What are you doing? Get back into bed."
"I need the toilet."
"We will do that now, then straight back to bed, no arguing. You go back home the day after tomorrow, if I take you back sick Mother will kill me."
I did as I was told, but I wished she hadn't mentioned the fact that I was going home soon.
Breakfast tasted so good, she was sitting on the bed feeding me.
"You really enjoyed that."
"Yes, I was so hungry."
"Good, you are going to enjoy this as well."
I was puzzled, there wasn't any food left on the tray, it must be downstairs. Then she got up to get it. However she didn't go downstairs, instead she started to take her clothes off.
"So there isn't any more food?"
"No, the only thing on offer is my cunt. Would you like that instead?"
"I would prefer some more toast, with lots of butter on."
As she stared at me I kept my face straight, but only for a few seconds, then I couldn't help grinning. She tried to slap my arm but I moved away just in time.
She shook her head a few times then said, "I thought you actually meant it."
"No chance, I would never refuse a cunt as good as yours."
In fact I would never refuse any cunt so long as it was of a legal age, but I wasn't going to say that to her.
"I will have to take it easy, I am still feeling a bit weak."
"I thought you might be, that is why I am going to fuck you. It's my turn to do all the hard work, but first there are two things you should know."
I waited for her to tell me but she was making me ask.
"OK, what are they?"
"I am doing this for my benefit as well. I wanted it yesterday but you were too sick."
She made it sound as if I had made myself ill just to frustrate her. I was slightly annoyed so I wanted to retaliate.
"Why didn't you ring James and pretend I was fucking you?"
"I did think of that. It's good, but not as good as the real thing."
That calmed me down.
"So what is the second one?"
"It's just to let you know that I am very good at sitting on cocks. James says I am the best."
"Better than Aunty June?"
Ava's eyes widened, me and my big mouth, I hadn't meant to say it out loud.
"So you fucked her. I always knew she was a bitch, but not in that way. You had better tell me about it."
I did, in great detail. When I told her about how she had fucked me in the bath her face changed from surprise to shock, and then to admiration.
"She kept lifting herself up and then taking your full length?"
"Yes, for several minutes."
She shook her head, she was finding it hard to believe.
"Please don't say anything to her."
From the look she gave me I thought I was going to get a slap.
"No, I am not that stupid, but she does have my respect. I just hope I can match her."
Good, she was going to start, but then I saw I strange look on her face. She was finally going to ask the question I was dreading.
"You fucked her."
I waited, I knew there was more to come.
"You fucked Mother as well."
It was useless denying it, she would never believe me.
"I did, but it's no worse that fucking Aunty, or fucking you."
I looked at her defiantly, she was thinking about what I had just said, eventually she responded.
"I guess you are right, but is there any woman in the family you haven't had sex with?"
"Grandma, but I am working on it."
That did get a smile from her, then her faced turned serious, I could tell she was now keen to start.
"That's enough foreplay, all this talking as made me as horny as hell."
I needed a minute or so with her hand to get me hard.
"Did Aunty face you?"
"Yes."
"Then I will do it the other way."
She was now facing away from me as she slowly lowered herself onto my cock. As she did it I had a great view of her tight bottom. She was silent until the last couple of inches went in, then she moaned.
"Fuck, you are so deep in me, deeper than James has ever been."
"Tell him that the next time you speak to him."
That made her giggle, then she started to fuck me. I had assumed she would start slow, but instead it was fast, almost frantic. She had wanted it yesterday so her climax was long overdue, at this rate it would not take her long to reach it. I just hoped I would last long enough to give her the climax she desperately needed.
You can never tell what a cunt is going to be like until you get your cock into it, and also it depends on what position you are in. Sometimes it fits you like a glove. The woman might be slim or fat, or small or tall, but when it happens it's magic. It was like that now, but it might even be too good, I was almost there.
"I can't help it, I am going to come."
"Fuck, not yet."
She suddenly stopped, and I saw her hand move between her legs. As she played with herself I tried to hold on, but even though she now wasn't moving, the weight of her on my lap tipped me over.
The fucking had been good and the climax matched it. Thankfully there was only a few seconds between me emptying my balls and Ava reaching it.
"Did I spoil it for you?"
"No, I was getting tired lifting up and down, I was happy to stop."
"It was good, and yes it was as good as Aunty June."
That pleased her.
"Now can I have some more toast?"
When she left the room she was smiling, as the door closed I shouted to her, "With lots of butter."
The rest of the day was nice and relaxing, I did very little except watch television and read. Since I had my accident I was going through books at a tremendous pace, sometimes finishing one in a day. I didn't see much more of Ava, except at meal times and when I needed the toilet, she was mostly in her room doing some sort of office work that had to be completed by next week.
At ten I decided to go to bed, but first I wanted to say goodnight to her. I knocked then entered.
"Just saying goodnight. You have been very busy today."
"Yes, this stuff has a deadline so I have to get it done."
"Is James calling?"
"NO, go to bed."
I shrugged my shoulders, it was worth a try, then I turned to leave.
"Wait a minute, two things I need to tell you. First is that we are going to the beach tomorrow morning. We are spending too much time indoors, the weather is good so we should make the most of it. The second thing is that my friend Jane from Uni is coming to visit me at seven. I haven't seen her for ages so we have a lot of catching up to do. I am going to make us all a special meal."
"OK, that sounds good," but I wasn't sure about that 'special' meal.
"I think we should leave no later than nine, so if you are not already up I will wake you at eight. Now you do need to go, I lied, James will be calling any minute."
I waited a few seconds to see if she would change her mind and invite me to stay, but when she glared at me I reluctantly left.
"What time is it?"
"Eight, come on get up."
"Can't we go a bit later? I will get up in another hour."
"NO."
It was eight fifty when we left, ten minutes ahead of schedule. After a two hour drive we were parked near the beach enjoying a nice cool drink as we basked in the sun. We left just after four having had what could only be described as a brilliant time. If Jane wasn't coming at seven we would have stayed later.
"She should be here soon, listen out for her, I am going to the kitchen to do some preparation for the meal."
When she arrived there were hugs and kisses, even I got a hug, but not a kiss. I had heard a lot about her, she had been at Uni with Ava but I had never met her before. While they talked I looked her over. She was tiny, five feet at the most, and slim. Her tits were small, but still a decent handful, and her best feature was undoubtedly her face, she was very pretty.
"I need to do some work in the kitchen, come with me and we can catch up while I am cooking."
I could hear them laughing and giggling, they were obviously having a good time. Thirty minutes later they returned, then Jane excused herself to go to the bathroom. As soon as she had left the room Ava moved close to me.
"Do you want some more fun?"
"What sort of fun?"
She shook her head, I wasn't playing the game, I should just have said yes.
"I need to be quick before Jane gets back, I told her about your big cock."
"Why?"
"Just shut up and listen. I think she would like to see it. When I told her about it she asked me lots of questions, so can she?"
"Yes, I will just lob it out when she come back. Hi Jane take a look at this."
"Very funny, I was thinking we would be a bit more subtle. You could say that you wanted to go to the toilet, and I would then ask Jane to take you because I needed to do the cooking."
"You think that is subtle?"
"It will work, but only because she is very keen to see it."
"I am not sure, but what is in it for me?"
"She told me that she split from her boyfriend six months ago and hasn't had sex since then. She isn't missing him but she is missing the sex. Her exact words were 'I am desperate for a good fuck'."
"So I might get lucky?"
"Yes I think you will."
I wasn't sure, it sounded possible but it might also go horribly wrong. However when Jane returned I decided to chance it.
"I need to go as well, Ava will you please take me?"
"I have to go back to the kitchen, you will have to wait."
I tried to look as if couldn't wait, that I needed to go urgently so that when Ava suggested that Jane should take me it would sound plausible.
"I can take you."
We both looked at her, Jane was one step ahead of us.
When we got to the bathroom she gave me a nervous smile then said, "What do I do?"
"It's easy, just unzip me then point it at the toilet."
"I can do that."
She sounded relieved, as if she had been expecting it to be difficult. As she pulled it out I watched her face change, she was now open mouthed, then she spoke.
"Your Sister said it was big but I wasn't expecting it to be this big."
"Hold it, then after I have finished shake it."
She nodded, then she held it. Her tiny hand on my cock made it look massive. I looked away. I didn't want any distractions while I urinated. When I finished she let go and I turned around.
"Can I touch it again?"
"Yes, but if you do it will get bigger."
This time she held it much firmer, and she was squeezing it. When it started to grow she started to move her hand, nice firm strokes to help my cock rise.
"Wow, how big is it?"
They all ask that.
"Nine inches."
Her eyes opened wide, "I have never had more than six inches before, and that felt big. It's too big for me, it will never fit."
"Would you like to try?"
Her initial reaction was shock, then I could see she was considering it.
"What about Ava?"
I was tempted to say "Ava suggested it, she thinks you need a good fuck," but instead I said "She is busy in the kitchen, if we are quick she will not suspect anything."
"I don't know."
"It's up to you, but I would like to do it. You are so beautiful."
When she smiled I knew it was a yes.
"OK, but be gentle, I am only small."
She quickly pulled her knickers down then stepped out of them. I hadn't given any thought about how we would actually do it, there was no comfy bed for her to lie on. Should she lean against the sink and I take her from behind? I was going to suggest it, but then she took control by lying on the floor and opening her legs wide. When she hitched her dress up I knew she was ready to start.
My cock was now at her opening. I was also eager to start, but her cunt looked so small. I wondered how much of me she would be able to take, there was only one way to find out. As I pushed in she grimaced, but I continued.
"Stop, it's too big."
She had managed most of it, but there were still a couple of inches waiting for her. I was hoping that when we started fucking she would loosen up and be able to take more, perhaps even all of it.
"I think I am OK now."
As I fucked her I was careful not to go any deeper. She was now enjoying it, her initial discomfort had gone. Her cunt felt very wet and very tight, the perfect combination.
After five minutes I risked going deeper, that extra inch made her moan louder but she didn't complain. There was still another inch left before I would be up to my balls in here, but I was saving that for later when she was ready to come.
"Fuck this is good. Are you giving me all of your big cock yet?"
"Most of it, perhaps eight inches."
"I can't take much more of this, fuck me hard with all of it. I am ready to come."
I was now giving her what she had asked for, and the look on face told me it was exactly what she needed.
As her eyes rolled into her head I felt her cunt contract, it was like a hand squeezing my cock, it gave me the climax that I needed as well.
It was at least a full minute before I pulled out of her. When I looked at her she seemed embarrassed, I wondered if she was regretting what we had just done, but then she smiled.
"That was some fuck, I love your big cock."
"Yes it was, and I love your little cunt."
That made her giggle, but she stopped after she had looked at her watch.
"Shit, we have been in here nearly twenty minutes."
She sounded horrified.
"Ava is busy, I bet she hasn't even noticed that we are still here."
I got a weak smile from her, obviously not convinced by what I had just said, however five minutes later when we got back she relaxed, my Sister was still in the kitchen.
"I will check with her to see when the food will be ready."
As soon as I entered the kitchen Ava came over to me and whispered, "What happened?"
I glanced over my shoulder just to check that Jane had not followed me in, "It went exactly as you said it would."
"Good, tell me ALL about it after she has gone."
The day then got even better. I had not been looking forward to the meal but Ava had surprised me, she might even have surprised herself, it was delicious. When we started to eat Jane had been a bit nervous, but when she realised that Ava wasn't going to ask her about taking me to the bathroom she relaxed and the conversation flowed.
It was just after midnight when she left, but before she did we exchanged numbers. I think we were both keen to see each other again but the fact that we live two thousand miles apart was going to be a big problem.
"Now we are alone I want you to tell me about it."
"It's late, can't it wait until tomorrow?"
"It's already tomorrow, tell me now."
I was tired but I knew there was no way I was getting to bed without me giving her all the details.
We both lay on her bed side by side, ready for me to tell my story. As soon as I started her hand went between her legs.
"Stop, let me get ready first."
When she had her fingers were she wanted them to be she urged me to continue. I told her all of it, some of it she made me repeat. All the time I was talking her fingers were moving. When she had finally heard enough she closed her eyes and rubbed herself to a big climax.
Despite the late night I was awake just after eight. I managed to last until nine before I had to wake Ava up, she was not happy, and when she took me to the toilet she was a bit rough with my cock.
"Careful, you are going to pull it off."
"If you wake me up again I might just do that."
She was obviously still tired, but her bad mood might also be because I was going home today. I could understand that, I would also have liked us to spend more time together. My hospital appointment was for ten tomorrow, and because it was a Saturday Mother was able to take me. Ava's final job was to drop me off at home today before Mother got back from work at six.
I thought we might have a final fuck before leaving, but it didn't happen. We seemed to spend the day just waiting for the clock to get to four so that we could be on our way.
We did very little talking during the short journey home. However Ava was now in a better mood, I think she had finally come to terms with it.
"You are now home, and tomorrow your bandages are coming off."
That last part made me wince, they should have come off last week, but she didn't know that.
"We should have done something special before we left."
I looked at her, I had been up for it.
"I know what you are thinking, yes it's my fault we didn't."
"No, I understand."
"What time is it?"
I looked at my watch, "Five fifteen."
"Good, we have plenty of time."
When I saw her grinning I knew what she was referring to.
"OK, let's go to my bedroom."
"No, I want it here in the kitchen."
She must want it from behind holding onto the sink, the same way I had done it with Mother and Aunty, but I was wrong.
"On the table."
"Why?"
"So that every time you sit down for a meal you will remember me on it, with my legs wide open being fucked."
"Wow, when did you think of that?"
"Five minutes before we left my place, I came prepared, I don't have any knickers on."
There was no foreplay, as soon as she was on the table I was on top of her pushing my cock in.
"I want it hard and fast, I want you to fuck my cunt better than it has ever been fucked before."
I didn't reply, I just responded by giving her what she had asked for, and she was helping me by holding her legs wide apart with her hands. I was just getting into a nice rhythm when I heard her breathing change and her moaning increasing. I knew the signs, she was close to climaxing, two strokes later she did. I was now fucking her furiously, trying to catch up.
"Stop I can't take anymore."
I ignored her, I was desperate to come as well, but it had better be soon or I would actually have to stop. I was now nearly there.
"Fuck, I am going to come again, don't stop."
I climaxed just before she did. It seemed to me that her second one was bigger than the first. I slumped onto her, totally exhausted.
"James has never made me come twice."
I felt proud, that was something for her to remember.
When Mother arrived we were still in the kitchen, but we were now sitting at the table rather than being on it.
"Thanks Ava for everything you have done for Adam over the last two weeks, I hope he hasn't been a nuisance."
"No, he has been very well behaved."
"Tomorrow when your bandages come off I bet you will be so very happy."
I looked at her and smiled, then I said "Yes," I just hoped I sounded convincing.
When I had my accident I thought it was the worst thing that had ever happened to me, but it turned out to be the best.
It just goes to show, every cloud has a silver lining!
