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Showing posts with label erotic. Show all posts
LOVE INTOXICATED
Sigh…
Anne had been working for this financial company for nearly 10 years now; giving her all, actually too much to climb the leader of success. Now looking back she realize that’s she’s got what she wanted…she’s got a home, well a mansion, a booming career…yes that’s all she ever wanted, or was it? It suddenly dawns on her that something was amiss. And like may career woman; she knows it’s a man and possibly kids. Yes the now familiar empty feel always grips her heart the moment she walks into her empty home at night.
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“Alone again”, she mumbles to herself when she enters her home, tired and worn from a hectic day at work, but instead of relaxing she went straight to her study, opened her briefcase to go thorough the new applications for the new interns. “Damn, at least they could’ve included some pictures to make it interesting”, she said to herself. After reading through all the application she picked some prospective ones and got up for that long awaiting bath. Just then the phone rings. “Oh man…” she mumbled again irritated. She’s so tired and just wants to get in a hot bath. It was her sister, trying to get her to accompany them for a night out. “Please Shari; I had enough of blind dates.” Oh, c’mon Anne, it’s nothing like that. We’re just a bunch of friends going to have a good time, ok”. Anne pondered before she answers. Truth is, tonight she’s definitely not in the mood for her own company. So with a little hesitation, she agreed to meet them at the club around the corner. Luckily it’s near her home. She went through her bathing routine without any special effort for her night out. But felt a little excitement when she put on her underwear. One thing about Anne is that although she’s a formidable business woman, she’s all women. She loves sexy underwear; it makes her feel and act very sexy… After locking her door, she triples down the chairs to her car and says with a smile, “Here we go…night, here I come!” In the car-park She reaches the club just as her sister pulled into the car park. She’s always glad to see her sister, but hate it when she gets coupled up with some poor loser who thinks he’ll get laid. She went along with it at first, but soon gave up; meaningless sex is not for her…. Shari was her usual sparkling self, grinning from ear to ear to see Anne already there. Surprisingly she’s alone tonight and not with the usual bunch that normally accompany her. The sisters’ shares a tight bond, since childhood even though their personalities are like night and day. They hug each other close and walked arm-in-arm to join the rest of the group, seemingly some new college pals of Shari.
In the club
The smoky interior of the club immediately makes Anne feeling light headed as soon as they make their way through the dancing couples on the floor. From the corner of her eye she sees a group of young guys and a few guys waving at them. “C’mon Anne, let me go and introduce you to my new friends. Loosen up sis; I promise you’ll have a great time.” Anne already regrets coming here. She’s already 32 and this group of people can hardly be 21. She can kick herself for giving in to Shari’s demands, but also knows that Shari hardly takes no for an answer and would’ve dragged her out of the house. At the table she was introduced around the table and couldn’t help blushing for the obvious admiring glances of the male students. There was one in particular that caught her eye. She reprimands herself however for even thinking in that way about guys this young. Surprisingly she loosened up after a glass of wine and was even asked to dance a couple of times, except by Clint, the guy she’s been eyeing since introduced to him. She notices that he only had some mineral water; must be a nerd…she thought to herself. The few times he spoke, she was drawn by his husky sexy voice. Oh well, she might as well enjoy herself, he certainly won’t be interested in someone like her. It was much later when they finally exited the club into the cool breeze of the night. Although Anne doesn’t stay far from the club, Shari insisted that Clint drive behind Anne to make sure she gets home safe. That’s the last thing Anne needed as she don’t have much time for the handsome stuck-up guy right now. He hasn’t said a word to her the entire evening and now he’s the one that must see to it that she gets home safe. She’ll get Shari for this tomorrow.
Anne’s car
Anne drove at a slow pace while humming to herself, more so because she feels nervous about the gorgeous hunk following her. Oh dread, now she have to talk to him… hmmm which I could thank him my way instead, she thinks to herself, grinning. Oh God, she’s soaking wet, just by thinking about his hot body.
Home
The mansion stood like a giant intruder in her sight. “Well Anne, alone again”, she said to herself. She pulls into her driveway and sees that he’s parked right behind her. She wants to shout at him that she’s ok now; he can leave, but stop mid-way when he gets out of his car, moved to her passenger side and motioned for her to open the door. “What now?” She asked under her breath. Is he going to give me a lecture on my driving now? It was on the tip of her tongue to ask him if there was a problem, but he looked angry. He just sat there looking at her with those smoldering eyes. Anne was dumbfounded, what was this guy’s problem, but something in his eyes stirred some emotions that have got her tingling all over, and so far he hasn’t said a word. “Oohh”, Anne moans when he suddenly grabed her and kissed her with so much passion that she lost her breath. His hands were all over her, and when they came up for breath he said “I wanted to do that the whole night”. “What? You big idiot, why didn’t you say anything? I want you just as much!” Anne cried out. He looked genuinely surprised at her words. Surely this gorgeous woman can’t possibly feel this raw emotions he’s been feeling since he laid eyes on her tonight. He never knew Shari had such a fabulous sister. Without a word Anne got out and told him in a voice full of emotion, “Want to come in for coffee?” He just smiled and walked with her hand-in-hand to the door. When they entered she led them to the kitchen and asked him how he takes his coffee. His answer to this was, “The hell with the coffee; I want you”. He picked her up and carried her to the couch… No words were needed as they explored each others’ bodies while kissing frantically. They were naked in no time. Clint moved between Anne’s legs and he first stared in wonder at her swollen clit, admiring her beauty and enjoying her musky odor. He rubed with his right hands fingers over her clit and can feel her body contract with the sensitivity of his touch. He keep on rubing and then inserted a middle finger to play with her g-spot…Anne was soon on the brink of a orgasm when he withdrew his fingers…and waited for her to calm down. He blew on her pussy with his warm breath and replaced his fingers with his mouth and tongue….first kissing her rosy lips softly and then starting to tongue fuck her rhythmically…Anne was squirming under his erotic onslaught, whispering his name, urging him on with her hips…when she was close to Cuming again he stopped and moved up to her mouth…he was rock hard, Anne needed no encouraging and started sucking him with gusto…tasting him…licking up and down his shaft, moaning….”ooohhh, you taste so good”. Anne was beyond herself and could feel him build up as he was growing bigger, but he pushed her away, then moved down put his penis at her cave of pleasure and entered her with a shudder, riding her slowly and then fiercely as she shouts, “harder Clint….oohhh harder please, I want it all…!” He fucked her hard …and she came with a squirt and he followed suit, filling her up…his cum dripping from her pussy. They lay spent, and Anne can’t be sure, but she imagined he said just before falling asleep, “I love you Anne”.
The next morning
Anne woke with a start. She was alone with a dripping pussy full of Clint’s cum. She tried putting him out of her mind and went to her routine as usual. But it wasn’t that easy, as she rbers every single detail of their love making. “I am so deep in trouble. I’m in love for the first time in my life and don’t even have the guy’s phone number. Who’s the idiot now?”
The boardroom
Anne had to interview the new interns and can’t wait for it to be over. She sigh a relieved when it was finally over. Now she can take a break before she meets the new head of her department. She hopes that the boss’ son doesn’t give her a hard time. She likes the way things are running here now, and junior better not try and change it. She knows she’s only 2 years his senior, but still… She heard the door open and closed but didn’t look up from the stack of papers in front of her, assuming its Margi her PA. When she finally looks up, irritated by the girl’s silence, she dropped her pen, staring at those smoldering piercing eyes. “Clint? You’re Clint de Wet? But…but…” “Yes Anne” he said in a quiet voice. Looking at him now, she can see he’s as shocked as her. “Anne please”, he started, thinking that she must think he planned all that had happened between them. “Shhhh”, Anne said. “What now, Clint?” “Anne, I love you. I loved you from the moment I laid eyes on you last night.” So she wasn’t imagining things. He does really love her , Anne thought to herself.
She was in his arms in seconds; kissing him passionate, not caring who might walk in on them.
"Oh my, I’m so glad he’s not as young as he looks; 30 aren’t that bad”.
Daddy's Princess In Training Part One
Daddy teaches daughter to be his sex princess
Daddy and I had always been close. We had a warm and loving special relationship as far back as I can rber. Even Mom would smile and say I was Daddy' s little girl. My two brothers and sisters would always tease me and say I could get away with anything since I could do no wrong in Daddy' s eyes.
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Daddy was always very affectionate and would rub my back for me and we would cuddle while we watched television. As I grew up this never changed. He was always warm, loving and very attentive towards me. Mom would joke and say she should be jealous, shake her head laughing and walk away.
The one thing I could never talk Daddy into was letting me date before my 16th birthday. It was the only thing he stood firm on where I was concerned and wouldn't even listen to my Mom when she told him all the girls were dating since they were 14 years old. His answer was always the same..... "Not my little princess".
When I would pout and be upset by this he would smile, take me in his arms, place me on his lap and softly explain that I was special and I wasn't ready to deal with the young idiots that were growing up today. He would brush my long blonde hair and tell me how special I was and that one day soon I would be ready to meet the right person. Someone that would see me for the lovely princess I had become and nurture, love, protect and adore me.
My sixteenth birthday was finally approaching and Mom and Dad began planning a lavish party to celebrate my "coming of age" as Dad called it. Mom would laugh and say she was looking forward to it so she wouldn't have to hear me whine about dating anymore. Dad would only smile.
The day finally arrived!!! The party they planned for me was something I will never forget. There were over 100 people invited including friends and family. It was catered and a popular live band played until midnight. Daddy spared no expense.
At the stroke of midnight Daddy came to me and gave me a soft kiss on the lips and said "Happy birthday princess today you are a young woman" and led me onto the floor for the final dance. As everyone stood and applauded Daddy took me into his arms and we began to dance.
He said "princess this is not the end of your special day only the beginning. Mom and I planned a special weekend for you. I have made arrangements to take you to our beach house in Hawaii by private jet and your birthday celebration will continue there". I was so excited since Hawaii was my favorite place and Daddy knew this.
We have a lovely, private home on the water in Kauai that is surrounded by sand dunes, palm trees and coral reefs. The only other house close to it is about a mile down the road.
Mom had packed my suitcase and had it hidden until Daddy told me about the surprise trip.
We immediately left for the airport and landed in Kauai about 6 AM. Daddy had the caretaker prepare the house to his specifications and gave him a weeks vacation so we had the place to ourselves.
When we arrived the first thing I noticed was each room was overflowing with all of my favorite island flowers and the scent was intoxicating.
Daddy said "go put your new swim suit on and we'll go swimming and play in the dunes". I walked into my room and found a beautiful although skimpy suit with a matching sarong. I changed in record time and found daddy waiting for me in a matching suit.
He took my hand and we went racing to the water, laughing and teasing me the whole way down. We splashed around the private lagoon until we were sated then daddy took my hand and led me to the hidden dunes where a table for two was set with champagne and all kinds of delectable morsels. Daddy opened the bottle, poured and handed me my first taste of champagne. Mmmmm it was incredible. Daddy laughed when I asked for more please and he said I could have as much as I wanted since I was now a young woman. As he handed it to me he leaned down and kissed my lips as his tongue flicked against my lips. He laughed and said "I didn't want to waste any".
I was beginning to feel quite warm and relaxed from the champagne. For the first time I saw my daddy through other adult women's eyes. I rbered hearing them say how sexy he was and I had to agree in a still somewhat daughterly view. I was thinking how lucky I was he was my daddy.
He took my hand and led me to the blankets abutting the dunes and sat me down. He kept my glass full of my new favorite drink and began to brush my waist length hair until it was dry as he always did since I was a little girl.
He then slowly began to rub my back kneading my shoulders as he pressed me back against his body. He engulfed my body as he reached over my shoulders to massage my upper chest. I sighed at the lovely feeling. He said "I wasn't exactly sure what size suit to buy for you since you have grown up so much but a size 2 and 36C seemed just perfect". He place his arms around my waist and began to massage my stomach as my eyes closed as the soft unknown feelings he was unleashing in me began to take hold.
He softly whispered in my ear "I have waited for so long to see my little princess just like this" as he inquired "how are you feeling my little love"? I smiled and said "it feels so good being in daddies arms and cuddling".
"Baby there is so much more I would love to teach" you as he lowered me on to the blanket and his arms held his 6'3' body over mine. "You are now a young woman" as he leaned down and lightly kissed my lips. I opened my mouth a little and his kissed deepened. He said "yes baby that's it open to daddy" and I felt his tongue swirl against mine. He went slowly so as not to frighten me then deepened the kiss further. I was beginning to feel a warmth between my legs and a slight tightness in my stomach. He softly ran his hands down my sides and stomach kissing my neck as he trailed down my body always asking if I was ok and enjoying this new massage. "MMM Oh yes daddy I love it a lot".
"Baby if you feel scared or unsure at any time tell daddy and I will explain everything to you. I have loved you and waited for you my whole life. You are my dream princess and I am your daddy prince". He slowly undid my swim top and kissed around my breasts until he gently took a nipple in his mouth. I moaned as he licked and suckled my nipples one after the other. "Baby we have all the time in the world and I want this to be perfect for you".
He continued to feather light kisses down my body while rolling my nipples between his fingers. "Baby you have the most sensitive and responsive nipples I have ever known. I will teach you to enjoy them as much as I do". With his other hand he untied the little bottom to my suit and gently caressed my pussy running his finger along the outer slit. He could feel the moister escaping my wet pussy and smiled in delighted knowledge that his daughter was a sensual and erotic woman even if she didn't yet know it.
My moans were getting louder and more frequent as daddy took me to new levels of sexual awareness. His head lowered to my pussy as he gently opened my slit and began to gently lick and suck my wet pussy. My hips involuntarily raised up to meet his mouth as my fingers grabed and tightened in his hair. When his warm mouth gently enveloped my clit I thought I would pass out from the intense pleasure I was feeling. Daddy softly talked to me with words of encouragement as his tongue and fingers played along my body.
A moment of fear entered my sexually clouded mind as Daddy was building me to sensual highs I couldn't even begin to understand. "Daddy isn't this wrong for us to be doing"? He smiled and said "yes, for most it would be, but not us since we have always known we belong together baby. Don't you feel that too"? "Yes daddy I do. I belong to my daddy". He smiled and said "yes you do baby and always will".
He then unleashed his surging cock and placed it in my hand. It was huge at least 10". He instructed me how to stroke him. "Baby would you like to taste daddy"? He picked me up and nestled me between his legs and gently and slowly fed me his enormous cock just starting with the head. He would inch his way in a little at a time while telling me how to suck his love rod. At first I was scared but daddy just gently encouraged me and soon I was enjoying it and sucking more of him into my mouth feeling the need build in me to devour his cock. I loved my daddy cock. "Baby you are so good you will make me shoot my special juices in your mouth if I don't stop right now". "Mmmm I want to know what they taste like daddy I love your cock". I took him back into my mouth and began sucking harder and faster as my excitement grew. Daddy held my head and moved it up and down, his moans getting louder and louder. "Oh my baby girl you are going to make your daddy cum in your mouth. Are you ready honey I'm losing control.... Here it comes my baby girl". Daddy's cock and balls got real hard and I could feel him shooting his big load down my throat. I swallowed all of it except for the little bit that over flowed. Daddy yelled Oh my baby girl oh my you are the best and you are mine alone". He just kept Cumming and Cumming his body shaking and quivering uncontrollably. "Oh baby even I didn't know you would be this good so soon. You are my precious baby daughter and I love you so much".
He pulled me up to his chest and laid me on his body while he got his breathe back. My 5'2', 100 lb frame laying on daddy' s 6'3'' body was an erotic sight to see. He said "baby there is so much more I need to teach you are you ready to learn"? "Yes daddy". He rolled me under him and began to kiss me his tongue dueling with mine as his hands roamed my body creating a hot burning excitement where ever he touched. His tongue sliding down my neck with gentle kisses leading to my breasts. He began to gently lick my nipples. As I responded he took a nipple in his mouth and sucked and used his teeth to excite them. He wrapped my arms around his neck as he drove me crazy sucking, nipping and teasing my nipples. I cried out "Daddy yes" as my body shot up to meet his. He chuckled and said "the lesson is only starting".
He lowered his head and began to lick and suck my already drenched pussy while he placed his thumb and finger around my clit and gently squeezed it. My body began to shudder and quiver as I lost all control. Daddy said "Yes baby cum for daddy that's my good girl". I was exploding and screaming at my release "yes daddddy yes". "Oh daddy I love you so much. You make me feel so good". He said "this is just the beginning baby". I could feel his hard cock pressed against my pussy opening as he rubed the head of his enormous cock along my slit encouraging it to open to him. He slipped a finger inside me while rubing my clit with his cock driving me crazy. He was gently stretching me to accommodate his large size. Daddy then slipped a second finger in me to widen and stretch me and played there for a long time. After about 30 minutes he moved his cock head to my opening and tried entering just the head which was still a little too big for my small pussy. Daddy took my nipple between his teeth while sucking me and pushed the head in and waited for me to adjust to his girth. He slowly inched his way into his baby girl until he touched my wall of innocence and stopped. He explained that it would hurt for just a minute and then he would teach me to have great pleasure. :Do you trust daddy honey"?" Yes daddy I trust you". As he prepared to break the barrier he began to play with my clit and nipples in earnest. When he got me to the point of Cumming he quickly plunged his cock through the barrier and waited until the waive of pain diminished as he began to inch the rest of his 10 inch cock in and out of my body all the time talking to me. He would pull almost all the way out then back in taunting me telling me he wasn't going to give it to me then each time he entered he would go a little farther until he had all 10 inches in me. My body just wanted daddy and I kept pushing upward as he penetrated his girl over and over again. He could feel the walls of pussy tighten and squeeze his cock and knew I was going to cum. Not knowing what I was reaching for but begging daddy to make it happen he chuckled and said "Oh baby you have no idea". He then began to pump me in and out with that wonderful cock. My arms wrapped tightly around his neck and out of my head with desire I was crying "please daddy" and bucking under him when all of a sudden he took me over the edge of heaven and I exploded screaming his name "Dadddddy". Hearing this took daddy over the edge and I could feel him shooting his hot thick juices into my pussy.
We laid in each others arms for a very long time while daddy stroked and cuddled me. I looked up at daddy and he had tears in his eyes. He smiled and said "That was the most perfect love making I have ever experienced in all of his 38 years".
"Baby now you know why I didn't want you to date and let boys touch you. You have always belonged to daddy and now you are mine completely. I love you baby the way a man loves a woman"." You will always be daddy' s girl, won't you angel"? "Yes daddy I only belong to only you".
Continue reading Daddy's Princess In Training Part Two
My Dancing With a Star Part 1
Here is how life really goes. We work all week, then the office building employees all go to this local club every Friday night. The guys and gals of our company hang around, have a few drinks, maybe dance, and then we all go home. Me sometimes with Greg. Same people there, same routine every Friday night. Really the only new mber to our group the past 2 years is Joe, and he is a supervisor just above us. At first we resented him. He was hired over any one of us, brought in from outside.
It turned out he was a really nice guy. The guys all really like him. They say he is really athletic but to me I can't see it. He looks average in every way. I'm almost 5'6" and Joe is too short for me, probably less than 5'9". He is just not my type and I never got to know him. Also being older and in management worked against us. He basically hangs out with the guys. I can tell they have some sort of admiration and respect towards him. I never got one hint that he flirts with any woman. My friend Sally works under Joe and says he is the nicest guy. Maybe the over 40 crowd has the hots for him.
This will be a typical Friday night. I leave with Greg we have great sex. By the way, Greg does have the equipment women dream about. Besides little passion and love, one other thing irks me about Greg. Though he is a nice guy, he has no staying power. After he climaxes he leaves me hanging. I mean I have no complaint up to that time.
Bluntly, my life sucks. Do my attractive looks turn nice guys away? They won't even ask me to dance or engage in conversation. Is Greg's presence deterring guys from approaching me? Is my aim too high? No guy can match my criteria? It's probably all of the above. The office girls envy me I going out with the office hunk. It works out for Greg that guys envy him for going out with me. Other than occasional sex with him, life has no excitement or fun. Greg is a friend and sex partner. He accompanies me to outings. We always get 'What a nice couple!' or 'Greg is so handsome, you lucky girl!'
Every wedding there is always a couple that really knows dance, Unfortunately as athletic looking as Greg is, he really can't dance. I'm left just moving like him. Just once I would like to have a partner that can dance. I love dancing. It goes back to the many years I took ballet lessons.
Sally and I live in the same town south of Boston. We occasionally go to clubs together and hang out together. She is my best friend. One night we got to talking about our life situations and decided to go to a different club, where there is a large dance floor and maybe get asked to dance. It's in the next town a short drive. We arrive at the club and right away I noticed we were not dressed formal enough.
Sally still wants to go in have a drink or two and scope it out. The crowd is a bit older than us and much more formal. Guys have Italian silk shirts on and the dancing is quite good. Problem is woman out number men. All of the better single guys dancing have their ticket filled early. We do not have the best vantage point in the Connor by the bar, but there is one guy that really stands out, not only as a dancer, but that silk flaming red shirt and those tight black pants really fit him well. He looked so athletic and sexy. It was a joy to watch him dance. He was not a big guy maybe 5'9 but boy could he dance and so sultry and sexy.
Sally is urging me to a go over there and ask him to dance. I can't.
"You will be sorry when he dances with me." Sally winks.
Sally too is quite attractive, a couple inches shorter than me. She makes a bee line right over to him. They have a conversation then they move to the dance floor. Sally is an ok dancer, but I'm a lot better. The way this guy leads her it makes her look fabulous dancing. They looked like they were really enjoying themselves carrying on a conversation, like they were friends. Finally they sit down and Sally comes over.
"I want you to meet someone." she says, practically dragging me to the table. "Joe, this is Janice."
It took a second. I never saw Joe dressed like this, for it to hit home. Sally was smiling at my surprise and discomfort. Joe looked sexy. He looked sizzling hot. I could not believe it was the same Joe from the office.
"Have a seat, Janice." he said in a smooth low voice.
I kept looking at him in disbelief. Finally he spoke to me and snapped me out of my dumbfound state.
"Well Janice, what brings you here?"
"Joe, I was hoping to find someone to dance with. I love to Dance but never get the chance at the other Club." I said, my eyes locked onto his.
The next song starts. Ever so lightly he offers me his hand to join him on the dance floor, such a light touch. The song was more a Tango rhythm and I knew how to dance to it. Joe made it so easy for me to follow him. God! He moved so gracefully so sexy sultry, and I could not get over how good he looked. He was so much better a dancer than I; he made me appear better than I am.
He swept me towards him as the dance ended, bowed me over and kissed me ooooh soooo sultry like it was part of the dance. But I felt it was a bit more. Meanwhile I could not take my eyes off that sexy guy. Joe and I returned back to the table. Joe is beaming telling me how good a dancer I am. We danced again, this time he told me he was looking for a dance partner for a contest he wanted to enter.
"Would you be interested? We would have to practice, but I think you have what it takes. You don't have to give me an answer tonight, think about it. It will take quite a lot of practice to learn each other strengths and weaknesses to develop our movements. It will be fun, but it will be quite some work and hours of practice. I want you to know what you may get into first" he talked excitedly.
"Tonight, lets just dance you Sally and I and have fun." he grinned.
He danced with Sally next. I watched him and realized the guys were right, not only graceful but really athletic. I also missed what a sexy toned body he has. I'm a bit overwhelmed about him asking me to be his dance partner. I'm not that good but he makes anyone look good
As we talked at the table, he was so nice, so pleasant to talk to. He really has a nice smile. We had common topic at the office and common friends, conversation flowed so easily so naturally. Time flew by and I knew from the band we were near the end of the last set as I joined Joe on the floor. This dance had a lot of body contact and bracing during it. He pressed hips and me in grinded into me, so sexy, so sultry, so seductively. I felt his hardness, immediately my panties were wet. I could not believe how hot he made me. When we reached the table people were leaving. I wished the night would not end for the first time. I was really having fun.
"You girls want to have a night cap at my house? It's only a couple of miles away and if you get too tipsy I'll drive you home" Joe piped up.
Sally was enjoying the night and her look said it all. We followed Joe to his home. He had an average neighborhood home, but it was nice. When we entered I noticed all the photos of Joe in baseball uniforms. The one the really stuck out was the Red Sox one.
"Joe did you play for the Red Sox?" I asked
"Well I did about 15 games a couple of years during Septber call-ups." he replied modestly.
The guys said he was a good athlete but I had no idea he was a pro. And a former Sox player to boot. There were trophies, autographs, pictures, and baseball memorabilia all over the home tastefully located. The guys always talked about him on the softball team, but I really never paid attention. For two years, I never even gave Joe a second look, not my type, too short. He was always on the fringe with us girls. Well, we had some drinks and continued conversations, talking about dancing.
Joe came up to me while Sally visited the ladies room.
"I meant it. I think we could be good dance partners. I know you have what it takes I saw it I really enjoyed dancing with you it was a pleasure" he sided up to me.
"Thanks. We really had too many drinks to drive, Joe" I said trying not to sound too tipsy.
"I can't drive either, Janice. But there are 2 extra bedrooms and you are welcome to stay over." he offered.
In the morning, we woke to the smell of coffee and a real pleasant smile from Joe. Joe slipped me note on the way out. When you get home please call me. I think we have more to talk about.
I could not wait to get home. I called Joe.
"Janice, I want to spend the day with you. I want to do something where we can just have some fun. Want to go to the beach or tell me what you like to do? I felt the electricity and connection we made last night"
"Joe, do you bike ride? What if we bike ride the Cape Cod Canal to Scusset Beach. I have a rack for two on my car" I offered.
"I don't have a bike what about roller blades?" he replied.
"Joe, I don't have roller blades" I said, trying to think of something quickly.
"Ok, how about this. Give me your address. I'll be there in an hour and figure out what we want to do."
I have not felt this kind of excite ment in a long time, then I got to thinking let's just go to the beach, I'd like to see what Joe looks like with just a bathing suit.
We went to Horseneck beach, rolled out a blanket, and had a wonderful conversation. He was so easy to be with. I was so comfortable around him. He told me about his career ending injury sliding into second base. He told me he was good enough to be an everyday player in the pros but the teams and organizations he was part of had allstars ahead of him in his position. Had he been in another organization he would have been. Then he asked me how I learned to dance I told him I took years of ballet.
"There is more to it than that. You must have played high school sports." he said, looking at me.
"I played field hockey and softball" I smiled.
"I knew it! That explains your athleticism. How did you get into Business administration, I mean there aren't many woman in your line of work? he quizzed.
"My father was a CPA and told me the business field was wide open for women. I am decent in math so I graduated college with a BA in business. I know I was probably hired for eye candy, but I busted my ass to get where I am now." I said, proud of my accomplishments.
"Janice, I have to ask, what is between you and Greg?" he asked, moving closer to me.
"Greg and I are friends that like the action between the sheets. The office thinks we are an item. It's a facade, there is no love. Its like we use each other to relieve our sexual tensions. Joe let's keep it that way for now. Honestly Joe my life sucks, there is no excitement. I wish Greg took me out on dates or to the beach. Last night was the most fun I've had in a long time and thanks. I hope this not our only time doing things together." Joe smiles at me, then says "We have the rest of the day to make plans and get to know each other."
Then he went down to the water. My mind was racing. I liked the way he showed interest in me, Even his complementary way of asking me, how he asked questions drawing it out. I must admit I fell really comfortable around Joe. What really hit home was his willingness to plan activities with me. Sally was right. He is really nice, a real gentleman.
I did not miss watching Joe walk to the water. With his shirt off I got to see what I never saw before, a finely tuned body and a superb ass. I was not the only woman admiring the scenery. He even walked and carried himself like a pro athlete. I can't believe I was so blinded I missed it.
When he got back we rubed sun tan lotion on each other's back. I loved the way he worked it into mine. I loved him touching my body. Later we frolicked in the water and surf. It was not an earth shattering day, but just what I needed. I had fun, a lot better than sitting around home. I can't rber when I had fun like this yet it was so simple. In a way, I did not want it to end. There was an attraction drawing me towards Joe.
On the ride home, he planted more seeds of hope.
"Well Janice, start making plans for next weekend, hiking, bike riding, tell me what you want to do. Let's just enjoy each other and have some fun. I will not pressure you about dancing. You have to want it yourself. If not, we still can go dancing next weekend." he said, smiling at me.
I was deep in thought. Really I did not think I was good enough dancer, but I liked the idea of practicing with him.
"Hey Joe, how old are you?" I shot at him.
"Thirty-one, why am I too old for you? If you want, you can call me gramps!" he chuckled.
That's the first time I saw his sense of humor. It made me laugh. When we reached my house there is always the awkward moment.
"Joe, let's practice dancing even if I'm not good enough. I'd like to try, plus I too want to think we get together beyond this." I offered.
Before he could give me an answer I kissed him I hugged him kissed him harder, then broke away.
"Joe, I had a wonderful time last night and today" I said turning away.
I can't believe I did not invite him in, but it was so awkward. I did not know if I was ready for what could come next. I had my best night sleep and the most pleasant dreams in a long time. Monday at work it was business as usual. I did not really see Joe. Tuesday morning there was a box on my desk and a note from a secret admirer. I opened the box and found roller blades. Next day a flower with a note thinking about you. God! How I like surprises and the feeling of being romanced. It did not take too long before Greg ask me about the yellow rose.
"Can we talk after work?" he asked.
I worried about that night with Greg all day long.
"Honestly Janice, I always felt something was missing between us, You are a real nice person, but we are missing a connection. It might be me. I'm not ready for what you want and need. I hope your new lucky guy knows how special you are. I want you to know, go for it if he is right for you." he said.
"Well Greg, he really is a nice guy, just like you. Its too early to tell where it might go. I met him dancing at a club last Sarturday." I smiled.
We kissed and parted. I turned around and told him there will be one lucky girl for you someday. We both smiled.
That evening Joe called. "How about we start some practicing tomorrow night, if you want, we can have a cook out first. Do you want me to pick you up or do you want to drive?"
"Joe, I'll drive. A cookout sounds great! I'll be there early, we can talk and enjoy dinner together." I grinned.
I have to admit I was a little turned on even before I arrived. Too many dreams about what could happen. During dinner, Joe brings up this concern about us dancing.
"Janice, I have been thinking about us dancing... might not be a good idea. It will be extremely hard to dance with you and not get turned on. There will be sultry seductive body contact. I'd like to practice a tango. When done right, it is a dance where couples fall in love. It meant to be seductive sultry and sexy.
"You have a thing with Greg, and as much a gentleman I can be, it may just be too hard for me to concentrate on just dancing. If we keep seeing one another, these feelings will build until they explode. I have to tell you I observed you from afar at the cub after work. I just can't figure you and Greg out. He is always looking and so are you. I do not want or need tension at work between me and Greg. I do think we have that potential to be complementary dance partners, but along the way I know I will want it to be more than that.
"Janice, one of the reasons I ask you to partner with me is that you are a perfect complement to me. Athletic, sexy, but you have the nicest legs just built for dancing to be exposed and admired. I have been wrestling with thoughts for a couple of days. There is a connection, a certain electricy that flow between us, that will lead to us being more involved."
Dinner and wine were nice, then we went in the living room to practice. He suggested we practice a tango. First, we walk through steps, then to music. Joe has this well fitted shirt on , he really looks good, sexy. As the dance progresses, there is a lot of body contact. We take a break. Joe tells me to sell the dance tango is a dance of love between partners. Its more than the dance, but the way the two approach each other making loving eye contact facial expression. We resume dancing. I feel an intensity in Joe's dancing, our bodies meet so sultry and gracefully I feel his hardness grind so sultry into my pelvic area. If he is trying to get me going he is succeeding. I can't believe how sexy he is and how good he dances. He is dancing into my heart. His smile is constant causing me to smile back. We do not have to fake love dancing, it is there. We take a break.
"Janice, it is so hard to dance with you and control all my body parts. I'm sorry if I make you uncomfortable." he spoke anxiously. He got so turned on he took my hand and placed it on his hardness and guided her up and down it.
"You see Janice, we have a problem. I can't hide it and I do not want to be barrasing you while dancing."
"You know what?" I offered. "I got an idea. Lets go shopping tomorrow night. I'll help you pick out a dance outfit and we'll go to a sporting goods store and get an athletic supporter. I just hope they have large sizes" I grinned.
We had a glass of wine and practiced more. At the end of the dancing. he bent me over and kissed me saying, "Here is another area we could use more practice"
Something got into me as I sought out his lips. I held him grind my body into him. Our tongues explored each others and electrical sensations rippled threw my body in delight. I forgot how sensual kissing could be. Or was my attraction towards Joe increasing? Finally Joe broke it off.
"Janice, no more practice tonight, I won't be the perfect gentleman. I"ll see you tomorrow to go shopping. I must be a glutton for punishment, clothes shopping with a woman!" he laughed, as wise ass smile breaks out on his face.
"After shopping lets dance a bit with your outfit on. By the way, Sally is invited to join us Saturday. I have a friend she might find attractive and he loves to dance My only promise from you is not to stare at him the entire time. He is more attractive than I."
I pick up the Cell phone.
"Sally, you still awake? Can I stop by? I have to tell you something. I know its late but I can't wait."
I fill Sally in on what is happening between Joe and I. I tell her about practicing for a dance contest Then I told her about his hard shaft problem.
She smiled. "You mean you did not offer to relieve him?"
"Sally, it's different with Joe. I'm still trying to figure him out. Sally, how did I miss so much? At the beach in just trunks Joe has a fantastic athletic body and a very nice ass." I gushed. Sally smiled again. "I have noticed that too, but I work too close to him to mix business and pleasure. Plus, he keeps it professional at all times. He never indicated he was interested. I bet your finding out what a nice guy he is."
"Oh, I've had some dreams about Joe" I added. "Well Sally, I have some good news. Joe asked me if you can join us dancing Saturday night. He has a friend that enjoys dancing. According to Joe, he is quite attractive. He made me promise not to stare at him all the time. Sally I never had this much fun with a guy."
"Janice I must tell you, Joe is quite intelligent. You may not see it at first but working day after day it surfaces. There is a reason our division is the most successful in the company. It Joe. Never seen a person look at situations and figure out solutions like him. Even the way he shifted the worker around putting them in positions that they were able to succeed. Let me tell another thing, He anticipates and sizes up situations and what people are thinking around him better than anyone, I know. Knowing him, he has made plans for well into the future."
"I'd say you are one lucky girl" Sally sighed.
"Sally, he has almost avoided me sexually. What's with that? My whole life my problem was keeping guys out of my pants" I said.
"Joe is probably planning for it to occur the perfect moment. Did it occur to you he wants you to feel it is right and natural not rushed. Maybe he is waiting to see if you are falling in love with him first. He is not Greg. I also think when the time comes it will be right and it will further bond your relationship. I think he is looking for more than sex" Sally smiled. "I think he wants to feel love. If it were just sex, we would not be having this discussion. You would be under his sheets now. I know how he thinks. I know he is planning it out. You realize he is wondering the same things as you are gagging, wondering if you are special enough for him and he is the same for you. Did you see all the women at the club the other night? Everyone of them had the stare and desire for Joe. He could have left accompied with any one or a dozen, He is looking for someone special wondering if it is you.
"Joe is a special guy, the type of guy if he asked me tomorrow I would not hesitate saying I do. I have a crush on him. He knows it, he is a flirt. He teases me to make coming to work so easy. His first day at work he told me he needed me to help him. He includes me in his decision-making. Hey I'm his secretary, I work with him everyday. I know him better than anyone. Do you know how we got the Mazda account? Joe presented his ideas with the rest of the execs; Mazda was playing us off on another advertising agency. Joe told the Mazda rep there is more to Sketches and Ideas; you are hiring a company being trusted to represent your image. He did research knew the Mazda Exec loved playing golf. He made this incredible bold move, taking the rest of the day off and going golfing with the Mazda exec Next day Mazda was in the fold.
"The bosses were so impressed they gave him a huge bonus, which he shared with me. Later, he told me how he got to the Mazda exec as they played golf he actually gave his golfing tips to improve his game/ His final tip was in putting. telling him you have to vision the putt going in the hole. I guess he explained that the exec's stroke did not follow through to the hole and showed him. After the exec started making puts and gained confidence in his putting stroke Joe looked at him and said, 'I promise you I will handle your account in the same professionalism and details'. Then he looked at the Mazda exec. Then again, 'If I don't bring home your account, I am probably fired. I did not have permission to go golfing. I made that bold move to let you gain a comfort zone with who would be handling your account.' Joe also knew he was a baseball fanatic and told him of his playing days at the club house. Janice, don't tell anyone about this.
"Sally, what does Joe like to do when not working?"
"He likes to fish both fresh water and salt water. He owns a small pull behind camper he uses to stay overnight fishing. That's why he drives the Toyota pickup, that and trips to the lumberyard. He is quite good at home improvements. The house he bought was a mess, he remodeled it. As a teenager he worked for a remodeling company. He is a huge baseball fan and just as much a hockey and football. He once told me, he was good enough to play pro hockey, but chose baseball. Told me when he was drafted and signed a bonus, that summer he used his bonus money to remodel his parent's home. He is humble and does not brag about himself, you have to draw it out of him. Even when he joined the company softball team, he waited his turn; he did not want to replace a regular. That changed after his first at bat. The guys said they never saw a ball hit that hard.
"Finally someone figured out he was an ex-pro player. That's his common bond with the guys that and I guess he is quite good at golf. Oh I have caught his lingering stares as you passed by, I even teased him about it, He laughs it off, I'm not ready for the rocker yet, might a well enjoy the view. Oh, he did inquire about you time to time but quickly dismissed it almost like a passing interest. He knew you looked through him like he was not there. I knew something was going on in his life the past couple of days he was smiling more. His energy level was higher. Till now I did not know who it was. Hey look, I'd gladly trade places with you."
When I left Sally's, my mind was spinning. Everything she told me about Joe drew me in to wanting being with Joe more and more. There was a growing warm spot in my heart. So far this has been the most exciting week of my life. It was refreshing to be romanced, his approach of winning his way into my heart. I did not worry about the rest of my body, it was already sexually charged. I still have that feeling of his shaft of steel imbedded in my mind. It was only a matter of time before it invaded my body. My whole body craved its entrance another thing was different; It was me wanting to get into his pants. Ooooh the erotic dreams I had thinking about that. I was waking up supercharged thinking about what the next day had in store for me. Joe was a constant thought in my mind and I liked the way I felt. God! Is Joe one sexy looking dude.
Jessica and James A Love Story
From tragedy, Twins find salvation in love
This is a work of fiction. Any resblance to anyone anywhere is purely coincidental
My name is James Rowland. My twin sister Jessica and I have been living
together as husband and wife, sharing the same bed and raising our own twin children,
for the last twenty years. We are deeply in love and totally committed to each
other and to the family created by that love. We are well aware of what our
friends, and the law, would say if our secret were exposed, but are determined that nothing will ever keep us apart.
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Even as children, Jessica and I had always been close. Our bond as twins was exceptionally strong. As a consequence we never developed strong friendships outside of our own house. We had become best friends and our classmates always felt like outsiders.
Otherwise, Jessica and I lived the same suburban lifestyle that most
siblings experience in the American Midwest. We cared deeply for each other, but in a completely innocent way. We were happy and secure in our lives with our future ahead of us.
Our eighteenth birthdays fell in early June, right before High School Graduation. As a gift to celebrate our ascension into adulthood, our folks gave us matching cars and offered to pay for whatever college we wished to attend. Life was good. Just a few weeks later, however, our lives would be changed forever.
Mom and Dad had gone out for a day trip together. I was in our driveway, washing my new Mustang, when a police car pulled up. I don't fully rber their exact words, but they told me that both of our parents had died in an accident only a few miles from our home. The news struck me with a giant
thud.
I argued with them that they must be mistaken, I had just seen them leave only an hour before. It was then that Jessica appeared. Where I had reacted with anger and disbelief, she understood the gravity of the situation immediately. I will never be able to forget her pained, hysterical screams at hearing the
dreadful news.
The next few days were a blur of pain and sorrow. Only then did Jessica and I find out just how alone we really were. We had no other family. No grandparents to comfort us, no aunts or uncles to give us words of support in our time of need. Our own special relationship had gotten in the way of whatever friendships we might have started with others. Friends that would have otherwise been able to help us deal with our grief. At their funeral, only a few of our parent's friends and coworkers came to pay their last respects.
Mom and Dad were wealthy and had made plans for our security in the event that something happened to them. As a result, Jessica and I inherited a great deal of money. Enough to be sure that we would want for nothing. But they could not have predicted how much we needed the love which they could no longer give us.
On the night that our new lives began I was laying on my bed feeling the weight of my grief. It was the Fourth of July and the neighborhood was preparing for their Independence Day celebrations. The whole idea filled me with bitterness. Independence was the last thing I wanted to celebrate.
Jessica had been showering in the Jack and Jill bathroom we shared. After she finished, I
could hear her crying softly. It was a sad, lonely sound that penetrated my own morose feelings and brought out my concern for her. I knocked on the door and softly called her name.
"Jessica, are you okay? Do you need anything?"
I waited for a few moments but was answered only by more quiet sobs. I opened the door and saw Jessica curled up in the corner with a towel wrapped around her body. She looked up at me with tears in her eyes.
"I miss them soo much James, I miss them so much."
"I know. I do to."
I didn't know what else to say so I walked over and sat next to her. She leaned into me and I put my arms around her for comfort. We stayed there for a long while, holding each other and rbering better days. Eventually she stopped crying and relaxed fully against me. She had her head buried in my shoulder.
“I'm so afraid of being alone. Promise me you'll always be there for me James. Promise me..."
“I will Jess, We are family. Never forget that."
She felt very weak in my arms and, not wanting to leave her on the cold floor, I gathered her up and carried her to her bed. When I laid her down, the towel around her loosened, exposing her hips and thighs. I couldn't help but notice how beautiful Jessica was. We may have been twins, but we look nothing alike. Whereas is I am over six feet tall with strong features and brown eyes, Jessica is barely over five feet and has the most incredible green eyes I have ever seen. Although I confess that I had, since graduation, fantasized about her, I never thought to pursue any of these fantasies. I believe that most young men who are lucky enough to live in a house with a beautiful sister will have experienced the same lewd desires that had gone through my head, but I would never have dreamed that any of them might soon come true. But once we had lost our parents, prior to this particular day, such thoughts
had been banished from my mind.
Still, there were times during those few short weeks when I would see her in a skimpy bikini, tight shorts, or a thin top with no bra underneath and I would find myself steeling glimpses of her and how her body had developed. Never the less, she was my sister and that's how I thought of her. It had all been completely innocent, but now, looking down at her long toned
legs and wonderfully curvaceous hips, I was taken aback at how alluring and sexy she really had become. She didn't seem to notice that she was partially exposed.
When she rolled over onto her back I could see her wispy pubic hair under the towel. I tried to look away, to make it seem as if I hadn't been starring at her. All at once, I was barrassed and ashamed. Good Lord, I thought, this is my sister I'm looking at! I shifted my gaze to her face, trying to act natural and brotherly. I hoped desperately that she hadn't noticed my weakness, or the erection growing inside my sweat pants! I started to turn away, intending to leave the room and the illicit temptation I was feeling when she took hold of my hand.
"James, you don't have to go. Please stay, I can't stand being alone right now!"
When she took my hand, her towel opened almost to her up to her breasts, but still she acted as if she didn't notice or care if I, her own brother, could see her naked body. I was caught completely off balance and didn't know how to react. Part of me wanted to bolt from the room, to forget the thoughts I was having, but a growing desire to see where this played out demanded I stay. I just stood there, lusting for my sister and feeling like a dirty little boy. When she tugged on my hand and pulled me onto the bed next to her I didn't resist.
Jessica turned over onto her side with my chest against her back with only that damn towel and my own sweat pants separating us. She pulled my arm over her and laid my hand between her breasts. To my shame I was as aroused I had ever been. She was a vulnerable, stunningly beautiful young woman. My body no longer cared if we were twins, I was as hard as I could possible get.
Up to now I had been keeping my hips away from her, but she scooted closer to me and pressed her perfectly shaped ass right against my cock. For long moments neither of us spoke, Slowly Jess started to lightly move herself against my erection, until it was pressed firmly into the crack of her ass. Even as naive as I was, I knew that there was no way she didn't know what was happening! I was so frightened, afraid that our special bond would be destroyed by a foolish impulse, that I didn't dare move a muscle.
Fortunately Jessica suffered no such qualms. Feeling the trbles that passed through me she decided to make her intentions clear to even my confused mind. She opened the towel and placed my hand directly on her breast.
"It's okay James, you can touch me. If you want to..."
I didn't know what to say. Before this night, she had always just been my twin sister. Now, feeling her silken skin under my fingertips, I knew that our relationship had fundamentally changed. I gently fondled her breasts. Her brown areoles stood out starkly against her alabaster white skin, I watched her nipples harden into thick nubs as I rubed my palm over them. I began playing my fingers up and down her body, keeping my touch feathery light.
She shifted onto her back again and silently held my gaze. At that singular moment, we dared ourselves to push beyond the boundaries of family and into the realm of lovers. I leaned down and our lips found each other in the most amazingly passionate kiss I had ever experienced. She was my sister, but I wanted her desperately.
My concern was that she was only offering herself to me because of a feeling of insecurity and loss. I had to say something to let her know I loved her as a brother. I did want to make love to her, but only if she was absolutely sure.
"Jessica, I love you. I always have and I always will. You don't.....we don't have to do this, I'm not going to leave you."
She ran her hand over me, feeling my hardness through the soft material of
my sweat pants. She held me in her small hands, exploring my length. Her voice
was a nervous whisper.
"I've never touched one before." She sat up on her knees, still gently stroking me through my pants. She looked up at me again.
"A lot of boys have asked me out James, but I never wanted any of them. None of them interested me. You have had my love for as long as I can rber. I never really knew what that meant, but I do now. You’re the only man I will ever desire, the only one I could ever love."
I was touched to the core by her sentiment and wrapped my arms around her nude form. I realized that my love for my sister had never been so powerful.
She rested her head on my chest.
“I've saved myself for the right man, now I know that man is you, even if you are my brother. Maybe that makes me a sick, horrible person, but I don't care. I want you to be my first and only lover.”
“Please don't turn me away James, I couldn't bare it."
Tears were running down her face by then and I felt my own tears welling up in my eyes. I lifted her chin and kissed her once again. I had thought that she was probably a virgin, but hearing her say it, knowing that I was going to be her first, had my heart pounding so fast I thought I might faint right there!
Jessica lifted my shirt and pulled it over my head. I stood up next to the bed to remove my pants but she held my hand to stop me.
"James, let me do it."
She slipped off the bed and knelt at my feet. Pulling my pants down, She took hold of my bare penis.
"Holy cow James, it's beautiful. It feels so......alive!" Taking hold of it she began stroking it slowly.
"It feels so hot".
She appeared mesmerized by it and, inch by inch, moved closer until her lips brushed against the head. She rubed it over her cheeks and kissed it lightly, leaving a tiny wet spot on the head of my mber.
She was driving me wild with desire and I was afraid that I would cum right in her face. When she opened her mouth and slid it over me I moaned loudly.
"Ooo yea sis, that’s soo fuckin' good!"
I brought my hands to her head and guided her motions, sliding my cock in until she could take no more and then withdrawing. After a few moments she settled on the slow pace I had set and sucked me with long steady strokes. Soon I had come to the end of my control.
"Jessica stop, stop or I'm not gonna be able to hold back!"
Jessica sucked me for a few seconds more then pulled her mouth off of my glistening wet rod.
"I'm not afraid of letting you cum in my mouth. I want to taste you. But that can wait."
She lay back down on the bed and guided my prick toward her virgin pussy.
"Please, make love to me James. Take me and make me yours."
For a moment, I considered asking her to wait while I retrieved a condom from my room, but truthfully, at that moment I was willing to take the chance that she might get pregnant. She certainly didn't seem concerned. As it turned out later she wanted to have a baby with me.
As I lay between her slim thighs, I marveled again at her youthful beauty. She was lean and athletic, yet soft and delicate. I gently kissed her again, this time trailing my kisses down her neck. She wrapped her arms around me as I nibled her tender flesh. My hardness almost throbed with need, but I knew she had never been penetrated before. I was going to make her First Time be as wonderful and as painless as I could.
I slowly kissed my way down to her firm titties. When my mouth first sucked on one of her hardened buds her back arched off the bed
"Oh God James, that feels so nice."
Her breathing was becoming heavier and her body felt hot, almost fevered under me. I continued kissing and playing with her shapely breasts for a time, but I could tell she was becoming frustrated, wanting more. I kissed my way down her belly and finally down to her moist pussy.
"James, what are you going to....are you gonna kiss me there?!"
"Mmm yes I am. Trust me, your gonna love this!"
When my tongue flicked out and slid over her clit she almost screamed in pleasure. I began licking and nibling at her virginity and her hips began gyrating around. She tasted fresh and sweet. My tongue swirled and probed, caressing her most private of places. I became lost in our heated passions. Passions that we were both being consumed by. Jessica ran her hands through my thick hair, guiding me to the spots that gave her the greatest of pleasures. I gazed up at her and watched as she tweaked and pulled at her own hardened nipples.
Caressing her hips and thighs, I tried to go slowly, letting the feeling build within her. I could hear her breathing becoming deeper and felt her legs tense and flex at the pleasure of having her sex kissed so intimately. Within just a few minutes, her body tensed and jerked as she was enveloped by the first orgasm she ever experienced at the hand of another.
I knew the time had come and I could wait no longer. I moved up between her shaking thighs and rubed the head of my cock into the wetness of her cunt.
"Jessica, are you sure this is what you want? I'm your brother. We will never be able to take this back."
She opened her smoldering eyes. There was a fire within her, a hunger that would not be dissuaded.
"Yes, I've wanted this for soo long.... I want you so badly it hurts."
She reached between us and guided my cock to her unviolated entrance.
"Put it in me, I need to feel you inside me now!"
God help me I could no longer resist. I pushed in until the head of my cock slipped inside and bumped her barrier. She winced at the sudden contact and locked her ankles around my legs.
"I don't care if it hurts James. Don't stop. Make love to me."
I pumped a few times, just coating the tip of my solid cock with her moistness. My own precum was leaking and I was soon wet enough to slide in easily. I pushed forward hard, feeling her hymen snap as I slid deeply into her channel. She cried out in momentary pain and then accepted me into her womanhood.
The feeling of being inside her was indescribable. She was soaking wet, but incredibly tight. Her newly opened pussy griped me wonderfully. I leaned down on her body and kissed her while I started thrusting in and out. She held me close to her with her arms and legs, encouraging me to ride her to ecstasy.
"Oh yes James, you feel soo good inside me, you feel so good!"
She moaned loudly as I hit bottom and started bucking her hips up to meet my thrusts. We soon found our rhythm and bolts of pleasure shot through us.
Night had fallen and her room was suddenly illuminated be the exploding rockets from the celebrations outside. We were startled for a moment, overcome by the ironic appropriateness of the spectacle. The fireworks outside highlighted the love we were sharing and signaled the release of our sorrows. It seemed as if we had found Nirvana.
I soon started moving in her again, slowly and gently. Her hands caressed my back each time I slid forward. The look on her beautiful face was burned into my memory forever. Her green eyes held mine, as if she could see directly into my soul. Her mouth opened, her head thrown back slightly as if she could barely take the intensity of the moment. It was the look of rapture, of ultimate love.
Jessica rolled me onto my back, somehow managing to keep me buried inside. She began riding me, driving my lance deeper and deeper into her slit. We moved as one, reveling in the intensity of our lovemaking. When she spoke, it was as if her inner soul were bearing itself to me. The deepest sort of honesty one never shares with another.
"Love me James, you’re my brother and my love."
Her yearning tunnel pulled and squeezed on my cock as she gyrated her hips against me. Her movements became harder and more powerful as she bore down on me. I was speechless at this point, the sight of her lean, athletic body writhing and grinding upon me was mesmerizing. I cupped her breasts in both my hands and rolled her nipples in my fingers. My touch on her breasts sent her over the brink. Her thighs tightened around my hips and her whole body went ridged. Jessica threw her head back and moaned loudly as her orgasm crested. I could feel her contractions squeezing me as she came.
Finally, she collapsed on my chest. It was absolutely amazing. My arousal at this point was uncontrollable. I was about to roll her over again, determined to fuck her as hard as I could, but she stopped me with a deep, passionate kiss. When she rose up again, I could see the desperate hunger in her eyes. She started to ride me hard, her fingernails digging into my chest.
"Cum for me James, cum inside me and let me feel like a women should feel. I want it so badly. Oh my god, I'm fucking my own brother and I love it!"
Her words and the incredibly tight feeling of her newly opened vagina were too much for me to resist any longer. I grabed hold of her shapely hips and held her down upon me as I came, flooding her deepest recesses with my seed, the illicit seed of her own brother. It was the most erotic and exciting moment I have ever experienced even up to this very day.
Afterward, Jessica curled up in my arms and we held each other in the afterglow of our bliss until morning. We slept together the next night and every night hereafter. We eventually moved into the master bedroom and soon after conceived our own twin girls in the very same bed that we, ourselves, were conceived in eighteen years before.
Once Jessica told me she was pregnant, we decided to sell that house and
move to San Francisco. It was a chance to start anew, where nobody would know us. Where we could live as husband and wife without anyone suspecting the true nature of our relationship.
Our own girls are twenty years old now. They are both healthy and beautiful. We have never told them the truth about us, but if they do find out one day we will tell them that we love each other and this is the life that brought us happiness. We can only hope that they will understand.
