Courtney's back
Daddy and Jenna - 6
Doug and Jenna welcomed Courtney to their house with open arms. literally. Courtney's parents had gone on an extended business trip/vacation, but since part of it was for business, they had to leave Courtney behind.
Doug looked at Courtney, rbering her last visit with them. He also rbered her dark brown pussy hair, and dark, sensitive nipples atop her B-cup boobs. He could still see her as she opened her sexy legs to him for the first time, revealing a nearly dripping pussy as she let him be the first man to fuck her. He recalled how she kept from screaming as he took her cherry, and how willing she was to let him fuck her, as long as they were in private the first time.
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As she hugged him today, he (and she) could feel his 6" cock begin to grow immediately. Courtney reached down and gave his dick a playful squeeze as she asked "Are you happy to see me again, Doug?"
After his initial barrassment, Doug replied "What do you think, Court?" and with that, he reached his hand up to her chest, and began to rub her boobs. It quickly became obvious that she was not wearing a bra under her thin T-shirt, as he could feel her nipples grow to his touch. She was also wearing a short skirt, with sandals on her feet. "Ah, the 'braless' look" Doug commented. "I like it."
As Doug reached down to her hemline, Courtney stopped him. "No peeking, I have a surprise for you two. Look!"
And as Doug and Jenna watched, she slowly pulled her skirt up, revealing more and more of her legs, until finally, her pussy was revealed. It was quickly obvious to them that Courtney had made good use of her razor recently, as her pussy lips were clean-shaven of the dark brown hairs that had partly covered her lips.
"Well, whaddya think?" she asked. Doug and Jenna both got concerned expressions on their faces, as though they could read each other's mind. Courtney, in turn, became a bit worried herself since this was not the reaction that she expected. "Don't you like my new look?"
Jenna was the first one to speak. "I only have one thing to say, Court." She paused, sighed, then said "Will you shave me, too?"
Courtney nearly tackled Jenna. "You scared me to death, Jenna. I thought you didn't like it."
"Quite the contrary, Courtney" replied Doug. "We both love it. In fact, if you do a good enough job on Jenna, I might even let you shave me, too!"
The girls' eyes lit up suddenly. "Really, Daddy? I didn't think you'd ever allow that."
"Really, Jenna. It's only fair."
Courtney broke in then. "OK, that's for later. Now, I have something else I want to show you." And with that, Courtney reached into one of her bags and pulled out a strap-on dildo. "You like, Jenna? This way, I can fuck you just like your dad does."
"Cooool" was Jenna's reply. "That plus my vibrator will give us plenty to do for the next several days. I can see a lot of orgasms for us. I'm getting wet just at the thought of it." Jenna reached down to her crotch and began rubing. "I can even feel my pussy's heat through my shorts."
"Now, I've got a surprise for both of you" said Doug. Suddenly, he had both girls' rapt attention. "Jenna, you rber looking for a cabin to rent for our next vacation?"
"Yes."
"Well, I took the liberty of renting one just big enough for the three of us. It's located on a lake on top of a mountain, and there is nobody around for miles. It's just a private little bungalow that's been in one family for years, and they decided to make a little money off of it. How does that sound?"
Both girls said "Yes" at the same time. "Jenna, I've already packed; Courtney hasn't had a chanced to unpack yet. I guess we're just waiting for you now."
Jenna and Courtney nearly knocked Doug over as they hurried to Jenna's room. She pulled a suitcase and a make-up bag from her closet, opened her dresser, and began throwing clothes into her bag. When she began to pick through her bras and panties, though, she paused.
"Jenna, is something wrong?" asked Courtney.
"No, I was just thinking about not wearing any underwear, not even bringing any with me so I wouldn't be tempted." And with that, Jenna closed her top dresser drawer without putting the first bra or pair of panties in her bag. She then changed clothes to an equally short skirt and her own button down shirt unbuttoned to the third button to show off her 34Cs.
"That sounds cool to me, too!" Courtney rushed to retrieve her own suitcase, pulled it into Jenna's room, and removed all her own undies from her bag. "Thank heaven I just had my period."
Both girls broke into hard laughter at that one. "Me too" echoed Jenna. The laughter drew Doug to Jenna's door. His puzzled look only made the girls laugh again.
"Never mind, Daddy. You wouldn't want to know."
"You're probably right. Ready to go?"
And before you could blink an eye, they all piled in the car and headed for their mountaintop escape. Since it was dinner time, they stopped at a restaurant for a bite. Fortunately, it was a little past dinnertime by then, so they had their pick of booths. Jenna quickly led them to a rather large one that had a curved seat that easily accommodated all three of them with room to spare. Doug was seated between the girls, unaware of the unclothed pussy under their skirts.
Doug ordered a large mixed drink, and though the girls could not be served one due to their ages, Doug did allow them to sip from his drink. In fact, the girls drank more of his drink than he dared since he was the driver, and by the time they got their food, they were starting to get a little tipsy.
Just before their food arrived, Jenna said "I need to pee." She literally crawled out of the booth, with her ass facing Doug and Courtney. Doug was sure he saw her pussy crack between her legs since her skirt had ridden up. Courtney took the hint, crawling out of the booth in the same manner as Jenna, giving Doug the same show as Jenna did. Doug could feel his cock beginning to grow at the sight of two pussies hidden only by the cloth of their skirts.
When they got back they both slid in at the same time. Doug noticed that he could more easily see down Courtney's shirt as she seemed to have unbuttoned one or two more buttons than before. He was wearing shorts, and could feel his cock begin to rise again as both girls laid a leg over one of his. Once they began eating, their legs spread a bit further, and he noticed that they both sneaked a hand under their hems from time to time.
As they neared the end of dinner, Courtney's hand seemed to stay under her skirt more and more. When Jenna noticed this, she quickly followed suit. Doug could detect the sweet aroma of their pussy juices, but noticed the server approaching their table with the check.
"We've got company" he whispered, and they quickly withdrew their hands from their pussies. Doug paid the bill, and they slid from the booth and headed out to the car. Once on the road, both girls pulled their skirts up to their waists and began fingering the other's pussy.
Doug could again detect their aroma mixing in the car. Soon, they began to squirm in the seat, and he could hear their fingers as they moved in and out of each other's cunt. It was hard to keep the car on the road as they put on their show, clearly visible in his rear view mirror. At least it was still light enough for him to see their antics in the rear seat.
"Oh, God, I'm about to cum!" said Courtney as Jenna pushed her over the edge. "Yesssssss!" she hissed as her pussy juice made a wet spot on the back seat. Doug had to open the button and unzip his pants to release the pressure on his cock.
Next thing, he heard Jenna moaning. Suddenly, she lifted her ass off the seat as she said "Right there, Court. Harder! Make me cuuummmmm!" And then, Jenna's pussy juice dripped from her upraised cunt onto her side of the seat as her best friend made her cum. At almost the same time, both girls withdrew their fingers from each other's pussy, and left both cunts wide open for Doug to see. His cock had grown to its fullest, but he had to suffer through a case of blue balls since he was driving.
Even they had a relatively short trip, because they had both cum, they fell asleep on the way. Doug got as many views of their pussies as he desired, which kept his cock at full staff all the way to their cabin. When he stopped to get the keys, the girls woke up and covered up their wares. Five minutes later, they were on their mountain top destination, just in time for sunset.
The cabin was a two-story, two-bedroom chalet, with a hot tub outside, and a jacuzzi inside. There was also a deck both downstairs and up, the latter accessible only via the bedroom. It even had its own small pool in the front. The girls immediately wanted the try the hot tub, and turned it on even before getting through the front door.
Inside, it was fully furnished, with king-sized beds in each bedroom. All three emptied their suitcases into the dresser, then stripped down. The clothes were for going out--staying in required birthday suits only. Doug found himself staring at the two beautiful bodies more than he should have. Jenna, with blonde hair on her head and pussy, had a 35-inch ass, and wonderfully flared hips. Courtney looked to have a 32B bust, with probably a 34-inch ass. Both were perfectly proportioned for their frames. Courtney's dark brown hair was still present on her mons, but her pussy lips were absolutely clean-shaven.
"How about we get out the shaving equipment and get that over with first?" suggested Courtney. She apparently liked her shaved look enough that couldn't wait to have us all looking the same. Doug volunteered to go first.
Both girls were very careful, using scissors first to trim the pubes down to a manageable size, then using shaving cream on his balls, cock, and the area between the balls and the ass, shaved his dick clean. With all of the fondling of his personal parts, Doug's cock rapidly grew to its full 6" length, making shaving it even easier. At Courtney's suggestion, we left some of the hair above the cock, but shortened some.
Next was Jenna. As Doug and Courtney used the scissors, Jenna also became excited, and her inner lips quickly were protruding between her pussy lips. Jenna wanted to go all the way bald,, and Courtney and Doug were more than happy to oblige her. In just a few minutes, they were shaving all her hair off, having to be very careful around her pussy lips and further back. Nicks would not be advisable. They watched her blonde hair disappear from her cunt, then from her mons, and her pussy began to look more like a little girl's all the time. By the time they were finished, pussy juice was dribling from her cunt, and Courtney and Doug spread it around her newly balded area, providing a soothing effect.
Since Jenna was already wet, her dad stuck two fingers into her cunt, slowly penetrating her newly bald sex organ until he was in to the knuckles. Doug moved them back and forth, gradually gaining speed, until Jenna was squirming with the sensations. He noticed that Courtney had moved to the dresser, and when she moved into his field of vision again, Doug saw her new strap-on dildo, and slowly pulled his fingers from his daughter's pussy.
Courtney replaced Doug's fingers with her new sex toy, and began moving it in and out of her best friend's pussy, emulating movements that she had seen Doug perform when fucking the others and herself. The red ruber dildo was slightly bigger around than Doug's cock, but as wet as Jenna was already, insertion was not a problem. Doug did not want to be left out of the action, and sat on his daughter's boobs, leaning forward to slip his tongue into her mouth.
Jenna greedily sucked his cock in, while Courtney continued fucking her, gaining speed with time. Quickly, her pussy reacted to Courtney's humping, and Jenna released Doug's cock as her orgasm approached.
"I'm cummmminnnng, OH GOD Court, keep going!!" Jenna screamed. She had never cum this hard, and when Courtney looked down, her friend's cum had covered her toy, draining down her pussy and ass crack onto the bed. Courtney slowed her movements down, allowing Jenna to recover, and Jenna reinserted her dad's cock in her mouth and started working on it again. After hearing his daughter cum, Doug's excitement gained impetus, and shortly he came in his daughter's mouth. She swallowed what she could, but some came from her mouth and dripped onto Doug's groin.
Courtney then began pounding Jenna's pussy harder, and Jenna's orgasm quickly approached. She began moving back against Courtney's strap-on, their legs slapping against each other's as another orgasm wracked Jenna, building from her pussy, and spreading out to encompass her entire body. Jenna collapsed, and the dildo pulled from her cunt.
Courtney then unstrapped her dildo, and began frigging herself. Doug had never seen a hand rub faster than hers was against her clit. In no time, she was cumming herself, lifting her ass off the bed, cum draining onto the mattress. Doug then moved to Courtney, flipped her over, and pulled her ass up. He then inserted his cock deep into her pussy, covering his cock with a cum cocktail, then fucked her with a fury he'd never known before. Courtney came once, twice, as he reached around her and diddled her clit for a third orgasm, when he finally erupted deep into her inner recesses.
Doug pulled his cock from Courtney's pussy and collapsed between Jenna and her. All three struggled to catch their breath as they basked in the glow of some great sex. Jenna picked up the strap-on and licked her juices off. Then she realized the hot tub was still on, and said "Let's go outside."
Though tired, all three headed downstairs to the hot tub. Once inside the warm water, the jets were turned on, and all three relaxed for a while. Jenna moved in front of one of the jets to let it massage her back, then stood up with another idea. She stepped on a step inside the tub, and squatted in front of the jet. With just a little adjusting, she had spread her legs and centered her pussy right in front of the water jet, and it moved the water right on and through her pussy lips. One more adjustment, and her clit was aimed right at the jet, and it was only less than ten seconds of this new stimulation before she was cumming breathlessly.
Courtney watched Jenna's show raptly, then positioned herself with her ass pointing toward the jet. This also allowed the water to spray directly onto her clit and pussy, and Doug reached out to her dark nipples and began gently pinching then. Now Courtney was having an intense cum of her own, and if Doug hadn't been in front of her, she would have taken a dive into the water. Both girls sank down into the water again as they recovered from their latest sexcapade.
"That was HOT, girls! My cock's already hard again just from watching."
Jenna replied "We're here to please" while Courtney began stroking Doug's cock once more. She stuck it into her mouth, and worked directly on his cock head. He could feel his balls contract into his body, and soon his cum was shooting into Courtney's mouth. She couldn't catch it all, and Jenna moved over to catch the remainder, then Frenched her friend, allowing his cum to mix in both mouths before it was finally swallowed.
Jenna was first to speak. "Now that was hot, Daddy. We both love to suck your cock, and your cum tastes wonderful."
They got out of the tub and wandered naked around the house and property. All three were exhausted, and it was only their first night. What more could they find to do?
Continue reading Daddy and Jenna - 5
Amanda's Erotic Itch Pt 2
Amanda's Fun Continues, With Sexy Neighbor, and Tim, Only Tim Get The Surprise Of His Life.....
Amanda walked out onto her patio clad only in a flimsy, sheer robe along with her morning coffee. As she lazed on the lounge chair she wondered if the home center would be open yet...she wanted to call Tim and ask him to come over and install her shower massage, not to mention she wanted his eight hard inches in her ever horny pussy. Amanda picked up her cell phone and called the home center asking for Tim. Once Tim answered, she asked if he rbered her from the other night.
"Are you kidding...how could I forget such a beautiful woman."
"Why thank you Tim....I'm flattered."
"I was wondering if you could come by and install my shower massage?"
"Well, actually we don't install those....it's not a big enough item."
"Oh Tim...you aren't going to disappointment me are you?"
"No, not at all....you caught me at a good time, I'm actually off today, I was just in the store picking up my check....I could come by and do it on my own time....say in a couple of hours?"
"Mmmm, Tim that would be perfect....I'll see you then."
As Amanda hung up she parted her robe and began running her fingers over her pussy in anticipation. Amanda closed her eyes as her arousal started to grow....she didn't even hear her neighbor Kristie come over.
"Excuse me Amanda....am I here at a bad time?"
Amanda's eyes flew open, when she heard Kristie.
"Oh I'm sorry...I had no idea you were here."
"That's okay...I'll let you alone."
"Oh no, you don't have to...I was just a little horny....would you like some coffee?"
"Sure, I'd love some."
As Kristie sipped her coffee Amanda told Kriste about her little adventure at the home center with Tim. As she recounted the story Amanda noticed Kristie couldn't take her eyes off her body. Just for the heck of it, and because she's an exhibitionist at heart, Amanda continued running her fingers along the outer lips of her labia, while circling her hard nipples through her robe with her finger tips. Kristie was becoming visibly aroused the more Amanda told her how she had Tim sucking her pussy, and how she sucked his cock right there in the store.
"Oh Amanda, I can't tell you how damn horny you're making me....Oh how I'd love to have a cock like Tim's in my pussy....it's been way to long since I've had a good hard fuck."
"Mmmm, I know Kristie...trust me I know."
"You know...Tim's going to be here in a couple of hours, I don't mind sharing, and I know Tim won't mind a bit either."
"REALLY?.....That would be wonderful."
"Yes, his cock is so nice....I was wondering though."
"In lieu of a cock, have you ever tried anything else?"
Amanda moved her legs father apart, allowing Kristie a view of her wet pussy.
Kristie smiled silently as she stared at Amanda's pussy, while unconsciously running her tongue over her lips. Amanda took things one step further, pulling her robe open all the way, baring her beautiful breasts. Kristie stood up and took off her top tossing it aside, followed by her shorts, and then her panties. Amanda ran her foot up the inside of Kristie's leg while Kristie closed her eyes as Amanda's foot neared her sex. Amanda's touched Kristie's folds, where Amanda parted Kristie's lips with her perfectly manicured toes.
Kristie cooed softly, taking Amanda's foot in her hand, and began humping Amanda's toes, pushing as many as she could into her wet pussy. Amanda cupped her own breasts in her hands, rolling her nipples between her fingers, as Kristie began moaning and really fucking herself with Amanda's foot. Kristie slid her pussy back and forth over Amanda's foot, gasping and moaning as she neared her orgasm. Amanda was nearing an orgasm as well, when Kristie suddenly stiffened....her body quaking as a strong orgasm washed over her.
Kristie knelt down, pushing Amanda's legs apart as she moved between them, lowering her head and running her tongue up and down Amanda's pussy. Amanda gasped, as she caressed Kristie's cheek.
"Oh yes Kristie....lick my pussy sweetie....lick it good...make me cum....Oh shit, that's it...make me fucking cum you little cunt lapper"
Amanda was beside herself with lust as Kristie brought her off over and over again, sliding two fingers deep into Amanda's pussy, while sucking Amanda's clit.
"Ooooohhhhh Fuck Yes....I'm cumming....fuck yes....Mmmmmmm."
Kristie moved on top of Amanda, and the two women began kissing, Amanda tasting her own juices on Kristie's tongue. Kristie kissed her way down Amanda's neck, sucking Amanda's nipples, while Amanda moved her hand underneath Kristie, finding her pussy and sliding two fingers deep into her sex. Amanda got off again before lowering the back of her lounge chair, so Kristie could maneuver around, her pussy hovering over Amanda's face.
Amanda ran her tongue up and down Kristie's creamy pussy, as well as her ass, penetrating her ass with her tongue, then tongue fucking Kristie till both women started cumming again. Afterward, Amanda and Kristie cleaned up getting ready for Tim to make his appearance. Amanda put her flimsy robe back on and got one for Kristie. No sooner had they gotten ready than there was a knock at the door. Amanda answered the door inviting Tim inside.
"Tim, this is my next door neighbor....Kristie....I told her about you and what wonderful customer service you provided me....she's interested in that same quality service....would you mind taking care of her as well?"
Tim smiled, "Of course....anything for a good customer like you."
Amanda led Tim into the bathroom where she had the shower massage laying on the counter.
"Here you go Tim...all ready to install."
Tim took the shower massage and stepped into the tub to install it when Amanda stopped him.
"Tim, shouldn't you take those clothes off...you don't want to take a chance on getting them wet....right Kristie?"
"Absolutely," Kristie replied.
Tim stepped from the tub and undressed as the women watched. Their eyes were on him as she shed his shorts allowing him semi erect cock to spring free.
"On my....Tim certainly has the right equipment doesn't he Kristie?"
"Oh my yes....maybe we should inspect it to make sure it works properly."
"Oh trust me Kristie...it does...it truly does....but first let him install that shower massage."
As Tim got to work, Amanda and Kristie took off their robes standing naked, caressing one another as they watched Tim's cock turn to eight solid inches of hard cock. Tim could barely concentrate as he tried to install the shower massage, and watch the women at the same time. Finally he was done, and none too soon....both women were ready for his cock. Kristie was sitting on the bathroom counter top, her legs spread wide when Amanda asked,
"Tim, I think Kristie's pussy needs some attention....did you bring the tool with you that might help her out?"
Tim smiled and wagged his cock saying,
"I think I've got what she needs."
Amanda spread Kristie's lips wide as Tim slid his cock into Kristie's gaping pussy. He began thrusting his hips forward, placing his hands on the mirror, as Kristie gasped at how big, and how good Tim's cock felt. Amanda left briefly, returning with a dildo. She began working it into her pussy as she watched Tim's cock sliding in and out of Kristie's tight pussy. Kristie was beside herself, moaning and squeezing her tits, and tugging at her nipples as Tim pummeled her with his cock. Amanda in the meantime, was fucking herself with her dildo, sliding it in and out of her pussy, matching Tim stroke for stroke.
As Kristie tugged at her nipples her moaning became louder, as she announced she was going to cum. Her pussy clamped down on Tim's cock, as her pussy began to spam....having one orgasm after another. Once she was done, Tim pulled his cock from Kristie's pussy and faced Amanda who was sitting on the toilet seat watching the show. With the dildo still in her pussy, Amanda took her free hand and grabed Tim's cock, pulling it to her mouth. She began by swirling her tongue over the head of his cock and biting it gently.
As Amanda stroked Tim's cock, she took as much of it down her throat as possible. Kristie in the meantime, had moved between Amanda's legs, removing the dildo, replacing it with her tongue. While Amanda sucked Tim's cock, Kristie was licking and sucking Amanda's hot pussy and clit. Kristie took the dildo and slid it into her own pussy, working it around as she continued sucking Amanda. Tim was starting to near the edge when Amanda took his cock from her mouth and led him into the bedroom.
Amanda had Tim lie down on the bed, taking his cock in her hand and lowering her pussy onto to it's girth. Once he was inside her pussy, Amanda started humping his huge cock. Kristie lowered her pussy down onto Tim's mouth, where she began riding his face. Tim not only had a great cock, he was very adept at sucking pussy. As he fucked and sucked the woman, Kristie leaned forward as she and Amanda began kissing, and sucking one another tits.
Kristie was soon cumming from Tim's tongue, as was Amanda from his cock slamming her pussy. Tim let out a loud, groan, and filled Amanda with a huge load. Amanda got off Tim's cock, and watched as Tim sucked Kristie to another orgasm. Once Kristie finished cumming, she was between Amanda's legs, sucking Amanda's pussy, and lapping up Tim's load. Tim was still rock hard, so Kristie laid down telling Tim she wanted his cock again. Tim moved between her legs, easing his cock into her pussy and began fucking her again.
As Amanda watched Tim's ass moving up and down she got an idea. Quickly she reached into a bottom drawer and pulled out a strap on dildo, along with some KY and spread it over the head. Tim was oblivious to what Amanda was doing as she got on the bed behind him. She began kissing Tim's ass, and running her tongue up and down as crack. Then she took the strap on and worked it between his cheeks. Once he realized what Amanda was up to Tim tried to protest, but it was too late. Amanda told him to hush,
"Relax Tim, this is going to be good....just relax and enjoy."
"Ya, but I'm not gay....I don't want anything up my ass."
"Shhhh, it doesn't make you gay silly....you'll like it....now sush and stop whining."
As Tim reluctantly gave in, he continued pummeling Kristie's pussy while Amanda eased the dildo into his ass. She was very careful, making sure not to cause Tim any discomfort. Once she was in Tim's ass, Amanda started fucking his ass while holding onto his hips. Soon she was matching him stroke for stroke. Although Tim would never admit it, the dildo in his ass did feel good. The more Amanda fucked his ass, the hotter Tim became. Soon he was moaning loudly, his cock throbing and pulsing, as he came the hardest he ever cum.
Tim rolled over onto his back, his limp cock laying on his stomach, a drop of cum dripping down onto his six pack abs. Kristie and Amanda giggled as they looked at Tim asking,
"So....was it all that bad?"
"No, it did feel kinda good, BUT I....Shhhh, relax Tim...we know...we know."
Then Amanda had Tim bend his knees, pulling them up to his chest, baring his not so virgin ass to her one more time. Then she eased the dildo into his ass one more time, fucking Tim as he lay there. This time there we no protests, just moans of pleasure as Amanda fucked Tim's ass. Kristie started fingering herself as she watched. Tim's cock started getting hard again, and soon he was rock hard. Amanda squeezed some KY onto the head of his cock, telling Tim to start jacking off. Tim grabed his cock and was soon jacking off as Amanda continued fucking his ass. Amanda and Kristie loved watching Tim stroking his cock telling him to cum for them. After several minutes, Tim let out a loud moan saying,
"I'm gonna cum....I'm gonna cum."
Tim exploded shooting a huge stream of cum into the air, with it landing on his stomach. Amanda and Kristie licked the cum from Tim's stomach, then shared licking the rest from his cock and balls. Tim fucked Amanda and Kristie each one more time before thanking them for a great time, and promising Amanda and Kristie that he would be back for more. Then Kristie and Amanda went in and tried out the new shower massage, getting one another off again with the pulsating water jets. Amanda is looking forward to the next time she gets together with Tim and Kristie.
My Niece, My Lover: Chapter Two
Fucking my niece was only the begining.
After my sister went to jail I got custody of my 16-year-old niece Annie. Within two months of her arrival we became lovers.
Incestuous relationships can fuck with the mind. On one hand you know what you’re doing is deemed wrong by societies morals. You begin to feel guilty over what you’re doing. And spend countless hours worrying what might happen if you get caught. That’s what I mostly worried about.
Hiding our relationship, especially from my daughters, became a full time job. It’s the little things, like glances around mixed company, holding hands or even saying something that others might misconstrued.
For the majority of the time Annie moved into my room. For one weekend every other week she went from being my lover and back to being my niece. As much as I love my daughters, there were times I couldn’t wait for them to leave so I could resume fucking Annie.
One weekend we were all in the family room watching a movie. My kids wanted popcorn. So I went to the kitchen to pop some kernels. As I poured the corn into the popper (none of that microwave shit for my family) Annie walked in. She smiled seductively as she walked toward me. The kernels started popping. She got on her knees and unzipped my pants. She took my cock and held it in her hands. I nodded in approval as she put it in her mouth. The kernels continued to pop as my penis slid in and out of her mouth. Even though I was scared shitless one of my daughters could walk in, the thrill of getting caught was kind of a turn-on. My cock was moving in and out of her mouth at a frantic pace.
“Daddy is the popcorn ready,” Lydia, my eldest daughter yelled from the other room.
“In a minute,” I yelled back.
Annie then took my raging hard-on from her mouth. Walked over to the kitchen counter, lifter her skirt to reveal she wasn’t wearing any panties. She bent over the counter. I put my cock in her pussy. The popcorn was popping at an increasing rhythm. I was fucking her at a rapid pace. My hand covering her mouth to make sure her moans wouldn’t attract any attention. I couldn’t take it anymore, as the popcorn was popping its last kernel I felt the spasms of the climax building up in my cock. I took out and sprayed my hot cum all over her ass. She gave me a big kiss on my lips. Pulled down her skirt. As she walked back to the other room I could see some of my love juice running down her leg. I put some water on my face to wash away the sweat. I then poured the popcorn into a bowl and rejoined my family.
A few days later I got out of court early. Annie would be getting out of school about now, so I thought I’d go home and surprise her. When I got opened the door I heard moaning coming from upstairs. What if she was up there fucking another guy. The thought of that made me sick. I walked slowly up the stairs expecting the worst. My stomach was in knots. I wished that I left work at the normal time. In this case I believed ignorance would be truly bliss. As I reached the top I realized the sounds were coming from our bedroom. With great trepidation I walked toward my open door at the end of the hall. I peeked in the room and saw Annie wearing a strap-on fucking her best friend Brandy eating her pussy. Brandy is 16 years old, a few inches taller than Annie. She’s bustier and has a Bettie Page look. Annie looked so beautiful as she fucked Brandy. My cock started to expand in my pants. At this point I could swear Annie’s eyes met mine.
“My turn.” Annie moaned.
Brandy got up. Wiggled her ass in front of Annie’s face. She started kissing it. Annie unfastened the strap-on and handed it to Brandy. Annie then proceeded to put it on. Annie lied down on the bed.
“Bitch put it in my ass,” Annie demanded.
Brandy first bent down and started licking Annie’s beautiful butt. She then picked up the lube they had on the bed. Brandy spread it all over the toy. She then slowly entered Annie’s ass. As she did this Annie’s hands grabed the comforter for dear life. She looked as if she was in pain. That look was quickly replaced by happiness. Brandy slowly moved the toy in and out of her ass. Annie moved her hand to her pussy and started rubing.
“Go a little faster,” Annie yelled.
I was touched the outline of my cock over my pants.
I could swear Annie stared in my direction once again. This time she licked her lips. As much as I wanted to stay and watch, I really needed to cum. I ran down the stairs. Out of the house. Drove down to the part of the sub where they were building new houses and did something I’ve never done before, jerk-off in my car.
I sat in my car for a while staring off into space wishing I had the guts to walk into the room and join them. The ringing of my cell phone jolted me back to reality. Annie was on the other end. She asked me if I’d be home soon and if I could pick-up pizza. Of course I said yes.
When I got home Annie and Brandy were sitting at the kitchen table studying. I was actually quite surprised that she was still there. I guess she was joining us for dinner. Dinner was awkward. All I could do was think about what they were doing in my room. After dinner I tried to send Brandy home. This is when Annie informed me that she was spending the night. This devastated me. This meant that tonight I was not going to be able to fuck.
After dinner we were watching a DVD. Annie turned to me asking if I could make some popcorn. My cock started getting hard in hopes that “making popcorn” might be code for let’s go in the kitchen for a quickie. I hurried into the kitchen and started making popcorn and getting ready for Annie’s entrance. It didn’t happen. When the popcorn was done popping I walked back in the room. There conversation about the cute boys in class ended abruptly, except for spontaneous giggles whenever they glanced at each other. Which in there case was often.
When the movie finished the girls continued to make small talk. I stared at Annie wondering why she was depriving me of her touch. I knew she was teasing me. I felt so helpless.
Getting ready for bed was torture. Sleep was going to be painful without Annie. I sniffed the unchanged comforter; images of what they did on it flooded my head. My cock instantly got hard. I sniffed it again. I wanted to run to her room rip off her clothes and fuck her in front of her friend. Reason prevailed and I went to bed.
I tossed and turned but eventually I fell asleep. Something woke me in the middle of the night. I slowly opened my eyes. I thought I saw Annie and Brandy dancing naked at the foot of my bed. I was pretty sure they were haunting my dreams. So I closed my eyes and tried to go back to sleep.
“Uncle Mark wake-up,” Annie whispered in my ear.
I woke-up and realized I wasn’t imagining the two of them naked at the foot of my bed.
“We know you saw us,” Brandy exclaimed. “I think it’s so hot that you fuck Annie.”
“You told her,” I cried.
“Best friends tell best friends everything,” they said in unison.
“Now you get to see the whole show up-close,” Annie chimed in.
Brandy bent Annie over and had her face me as she got on the floor to eat her pussy. Annie looked so hot. I scooted toward her so I could get closer to her and have her suck my cock. I maneuvered my hand into my pajamas to remove my cock. She slapped my hand during this attempt and said, “You only get to watch. Keep your hands at your side.”
“Can’t I at least stroke it?” I asked.
Annie shook her head no.
“Okay baby,” I responded.
I watched Brandy eat my niece out. They both kept on staring at me.
My cock was getting harder.
Next the maneuvered into a 69, didn’t they know they were killing me.
Then they both sat on the bed staring at me while rubing each other’s pussy. I could see the pre-cum stain on my pajamas.
“Brandy do you want to suck my uncles big cock?” Annie asked.
Brandy said yes.
I stood up on my bed. Took off my pajama bottoms. Brandy got on her knees put my cock in her hands. Stroked it. Licked the pre-cum off and stuck it in her mouth.
Annie who was still playing with her pussy at the foot of my bed shouted, “Fuck her mouth.”
I grabed the back of Brandy’s head and rapidly moved it up and down my shaft.
Annie kept yelling, “Faster. Faster.”
I couldn’t take anymore; my load was ready to blow.
“Cum in her mouth,” Annie yelled.
I released the entire mother load in her mouth. She then took it to Annie and snowballed my jizz into her mouth. She then swallowed every once of it.
I sunk onto the bed worried that someone now knew our secret.
Annie slid over next to me. Kissed me on my cheek and said, “ If you’re good we might let you fuck us tomorrow.”
As they walked out of the room I realized I was no longer in charge.
To be continued.
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RedTails : The Ringtailed Terror - Chapter 1
Calypso, a young Furling Raccoon secretly witnesses her best friend getting spanked.
RedTails : Awakenings
The Ringtailed Terror
By
Scarletdown
Chapter I - A Lunchtime Lesson
Calypso huffed indignantly, pacing up and down the dirt path which meandered through the schoolyard's colorful garden. The swishing of her bushy, ring-striped tail betrayed her impatience as she clasped her dainty paws behind her back and grumbled to herself.
"What's the holdup, Koney? We have a Kalah game to finish before lunch break ends."
She paused to gaze longingly at the game board sitting abandoned on the log table among the bright fragrant flowers. Only five minutes, Koney had assured her. Her daddy needed to talk to her about some little matter and then she would be back in no more than five minutes.
"Hah! Five minutes my ass," the young Furling growled, "Humans have a twisted sense of time. Been almost five minutes and forty seconds already. At this rate, I'll be nearly twelve by the time we finish our game!"
She stared again at the unfinished game as if planning what her next move. The little green, red, amber, and blue tokens lay in their shallow pits, glittering like little gemstones as the light of the midday sun touched them. Her bright green eyes narrowed with righteous indignation as she finally declared, "Two more minutes; that's all I'll give her, then I let Koney have it." Ten seconds later, the feisty Raccoon was stalking up the path, heading around to the front of the schoolhouse to find her overdue friend.
"And I was winning this time too," she grumped.
Calypso partially concealed herself behind a bush a few paces away from the headmaster's window and craned her neck so she could see inside. Sure enough, there was her friend standing in the middle of the room and the headmaster sitting behind his desk. Judging by Koney's stance; feet spread, hands clasped behind her back, and head bowed submissively, the Raccoon guessed that the headmaster must be doing most of the talking and Koney doing most of the listening, acknowledging with the occasional nod of her raven-hair veiled head.
"Oh," Calypso mused to herself, softly so as not to be overheard. She understood now why her girlfriend was running late, "Looks like Koney got herself into trouble again. I wonder what she did this time?"
She was unable to ascertain what the two of them were saying. They were speaking just a little too softly for her to hear more than a low murmur. With her curiosity getting the best of her, Calypso made to move in closer. As she was creeping out of her place of concealment, she was forced to pause and make sense of what she was now witnessing.
"What the hell?" she asked no one in particular, "Now what are they doing?" It looked like they were finished in there, but instead of dismissing Koney so she and Calypso could finish their Kalah game, the headmaster stood up and removed the riding paddle hanging on the wall behind him. He walked solemnly around to the front of the desk, sat down on its smooth hard surface, and patted his knee.
"This must be some sort of Human ritual," the entranced Raccoon deduced as her girlfriend nervously approached the desk and positioned herself face down across her daddy's lap, "Prolly some sort of religious rite." She continued her quiet observation, strangely fascinated by the proceedings unfolding before her eyes.
The headmaster waited a moment or two for his daughter to make a few minor adjustments for comfort, at least as much comfort as her present position would allow. He then he folded up the skirt portion of her tunic, and tucked the hem into her belt so her smooth, plush bottom was exposed. Calypso's eyes went unbelievably wide when he next placed his free hand firmly against the small of Koney's back and brought the riding paddle up high over his head. He held it there for a brief yet interminable moment. Then in one swift motion, the paddle traced a graceful arc down through the air, coming abruptly to rest on the girl's bare butt with a resounding smack, striking evenly across both cheeks.
As far as the stunned Furling could determine, Koney reacted with barely a flinch, "They must do this ritual on a regular basis," she thought. The paddle descended a second time, landing solidly on the right side of Koney's behind and followed by a matching blow on the opposite flank. Calypso rubed her own furry rump in sympathy as she watched this bizarre, mysterious rear assault her best friend was submitting herself to.
"That's gotta really hurt. Koney must have alotta discipline to take that without squirming or screaming." She kept her gaze fixed on the action focused on her friend's south end. The headmaster's paddle struck again and again, assuming a slow and steady beat, with the resounding slap of bonsai wood against bare, furless flesh echoing throughout the calm midday air.
Wholly entranced, Calypso found herself counting the swats as they came down. The headmaster wielded the riding paddle like an artist with his brush and his daughter's soft ass his canvas. He tirelessly alternated left, right, and across the middle, letting the board rest for a brief moment on the point of impact before bringing it up for the next smack.
On the stroke of ten, Koney was finally starting to squirm on her daddy's lap, "Impressive," Calypso whispered, "Didn't think she would last that long before starting to struggle. Must take alotta endurance." The fifteenth and final swat, noticeably harder than the previous fourteen, at last elicited an audible whimper from the girl. "Whatever this ritual means, I bet Koney just racked up some really good khaea."
The ritual ended with the headmaster gently and affectionately patting Koney's sore bottom and then releasing the hem of her skirt from her belt. He helped her to her feet and gave her a strong fatherly hug, wiping tears from the girl's soft golden-tan face. After a minute or two, he walked Koney to the door and with one final swat of the riding paddle, sent her walking stiffly out to enjoy the remainder of the midday break. Calypso quickly returned to the forgotten Kalah board, her mind swimming with questions. However, she had a feeling that what she just witnessed was intended to be a private affair, and Koney would probably be highly barrassed if she knew that her friend had secretly watched her get her butt beat.
"About bloody time you got back," Calypso scolded as her friend hobled down the flower-lined path, "I was starting to think you were gonna blow the entire break yakkin' with yer dad."
Koney gave the uppity Raccoon a pained smile and brushed back a stray lock of hair from her face, "A score of apologies, Calypso-Chan," she offered, her voice soft and carrying an underlying natural gentleness enhanced by her Nasheenese accent, "I did not suspect that I would take so long. Daddy had some important issues he needed to address."
"Issues he needed ta address on yer butt, you mean?" Calypso translated, forgetting her decision moments before to not barrass her friend. "What was that all about anyway?"
Koney was caught completely off guard by her young friend's rather personal question. She blinked then blushed as Calypso's words hit her, "Oh, blaze," she moaned, burying her face in her hands to conceal the reddening forming in her cheeks, "You saw me get spanked?"
Calypso nodded, "Spanked? Ya mean that thing yer dad did with the riding paddle?" she innocently combed her fingers through her hair as she confessed to watching the entire ordeal, "I always wunnered why he kept that thing on his wall behind the desk."
Koney uncovered her face and smiled sheepishly at her young furry friend, "Yes, Calypso; that is what it's for. Daddy always uses that particular riding paddle whenever he summons me for a spanking. It has actually been in our family and handed down to the first born for countless generations. I suppose you might call it a family heirloom," she added.
"Or in this case," Calypso corrected her, just barely managing to stifle a girlish giggle, "a family rearloom."
"Tushe, Calypso. Tushe," Koney laughed, countering pun with pun.
"But seriously," the Raccoon girl pressed on, eager to learn more about this phenomenon, "What is the story behind this...what did you call it...spanking? Is it a religious ritual of sorts?"
Koney laughed again amused at her young friend's naivety, "No no no, it's not a religious activity, although there are several orders where the mbers practice spanking in various forms, revering it as a blessed event."
"Then it's more of a family tradition," was Calypso's next guess, her confusion and curiosity still unsated.
Koney nodded thoughtfully, "Yes, I suppose it could be viewed in that light. However, daddy does not spank me merely for the sake of tradition."
The Raccoon, listening intently, gave Koney her full undivided attention as she began an impromptu lesson in familyology.
"When daddy paddles my bottom," she explained, "I am being disciplined because I misbehaved in some fashion. In this case, he spanked me because I was fifteen minutes late for school this morning."
"And is that why he struck yer butt fifteen times?" Calypso asked, "once for each minute you were late?"
"That is a very good guess," Koney replied, "You seem to be quick to pick up on obscure patterns."
Calypso was beaming; feeling quite pleased with her powers of logic and deduction, "Thankses. I thought it was obvious."
"As I was saying," Koney continued, "That was a very good guess. However, it was a very wrong guess as well. The fifteen had a deeper significance than just the number of minutes late."
"Uh-huh," Calypso nodded, still listening intently to her friend.
You see, normally when a student is late for class, she is bent over my daddy's desk and is given five swats, plus one for every three minutes she was late."
"Which means," Calypso added after doing some quick mental math, "had it been me instead of you, the paddle woulda hit ma butt ten times instead of fifteen."
"Not only are you quick with logic, Calypso-Chan," Koney laughed again, "I see you are quick with math as well. Anyway, when daddy spanks me, he always gives me a bare minimum of fifteen swats because of my age. This is a tradition which he initiated three years ago with my sisters, my
"Which means next year, the least you can expect is sixteen," Calypso concluded, stating the obvious only to help her keep all the information she was absorbing in order.
"Daddy believes that as we get older," Koney continued, "that we should take on more responsibility and maturity. So when our behavior is immature and irresponsible, then we can expect the consequences to increase in intensity."
Calypso had still more questions to be answered before her curiosity could be sated, "But why spanking?" she pressed on, "Why does your daddy whack your bare bottom instead of giving you more useful punishments like extra chores or more homework?"
"He does that too," Koney assured her, "But no matter what punishment he declares, the paddle is always included as part of the package."
"So you get punished twice each time?" Calypso shook her head, "That doesn't seem fair."
"It is all one punishment," Koney corrected her, "But it is administered in two parts. The spanking, which is painful yet harmless, gives us something physical that we would want to avoid; and that fear helps keep our behavior good. The other part of the punishment, the extra work or confinement helps to keep you busy so that you stay out of further trouble for a period of time. The second part may also include a loss of some privileges as well, which would be a lesson in responsibility."
"That part I understand," Calypso cut in, "That is how my daddy deals with me when I've been bad. The amount of freedoms I have depends on how responsible or irresponsible my behavior has been."
"Exactly. When you are younger, you are kept on a shorter leash so to speak. As you get older and take on more maturity and responsibility, the leash is lengthened and you get to do more of what you want to do. But when you are older and don't act it, the leash gets reeled in and you are treated at the same age level presented by your behavior."
"That makes perfect sense," Calypso agreed, "But I get the feeling that there is more to this spanking ritual that I do not yet unnerstan. Is there more that you can tell me?"
Koney nodded and thought about it for a moment, "I will try. First, and this may confuse you even more when I say this; when daddy spanks me, he spanks me because he loves me."
Calypso blinked twice and scratched her head, "You're right, Koney. You did confuse me more. How can pulling you over his lap, lifting your skirt and beating your bare bottom with a riding paddle be translated to mean I love you? You Humans sure have some strange customs." She shook her head in disbelief.
"Well...it's not quite the way it sounds," Koney paused, searching for the most accurate explanation she could put together. "As an analogy, does your daddy ever give you a loving pat on the rump?"
Calypso nodded.
"How does that make you feel?"
After several moments thought, Calypso said, "Hmmm... I would hafta say that he makes me feel calm and safe when he does that. Like when mama dis'peared I was very sad and scared. Daddy had me talk it out at him, and then when I was done, he gave me a big hug and several patpats onna rump. At that moment, when I felt his strong paw tenderly caressing my bottom, I felt a overwhelming sense of peace, an I knew then that mama was going to be found safely an everything was going ta work out inna end."
"Yes," Koney said, "That is called a love pat. No one is absolutely certain why it works the way it does, but most believe that your bottom is one of the most intimate areas of your body. It's a territory that most people allow very few others to touch at will, normally limited to family, close friends, and lovers."
"Oh, that's sumthin I never thought about before," the Raccoon said, "Now that you mention it, the only people who ever pat or squeeze my butt are daddy, grammie, grampie, you and Breckke; the five people I'm closest to and trust the most."
Koney nodded agreement, as her friend began catching on to the direction this unplanned lesson was going, "Now spanking is a similar concept," she went on, "Just like the love pat, getting spanked is a highly personal and intimate experience."
"But your daddy spanks other kids in his chamber," Calypso pointed out, "yet I don't s'pose he gives them pats onna rump like he does with you?"
"Okay, so spanking isn't quite as personal an experience as a love pat," Koney shrugged, amending her previous statement, "But it is still moreso than other forms of disciplining. Also, there are differences between the way daddy spanks me, my brother and sisters, and our mother and the way he spanks other peoples' kids. And before you ask, yes; since daddy is the head of our household, mom is just as susceptible to the paddle as the rest of us."
"For some odd reason, that does not surprise me," Calypso said, "So then, would the amount of cover or lack of cover be one of the differences? I noticed that before he paddled you he first pulled up your skirt to expose your bare butt."
"Actually no," Koney replied, "whether or not your bottom is bared when you get paddled depends primarily on the reason you are getting it in the first place."
"Well," the inquisitive Raccoon pressed on, "what if your butt is normally bare anyway, like myself and many other Furlings who prefer to not wear clothing?" She innocently turned around, raised her tail, and bent over to show her girlfriend her furry, yet unclothed rear end for emphasis.
Koney giggled, giving Calypso's exposed behind a couple patpats and a squeeze, "Then that is how you would get spanked," she said matter-of-factly, "Daddy doesn't keep a tunic or skirt in his desk for kids to wear just so they can be paddled with a covering on."
It's a good thing then that us Furlings have fur there then to provide some padding," Calypso said, standing back up and turning to face her friend. "So then, what are the differences?"
"For one thing," Koney began, "daddy sometimes just uses his open hand to spank us, sort of similar to a love pat."
"Only harder," Calypso finished the thought for Koney, "And he always spanks other kids with the paddle only?"
"Oh, not at all," she corrected her, "The paddle is only one, and the mildest, of several spanking tools he might use. If you ever get sent to his chamber, you could find yourself on the receiving end of a leather strap, riding crop, bonsai wood switch, one of several different types of whips, or even a shock wand if you have done something really bad."
Calypso winced at the painful possibilities her friend just rattled off to her, "So then as part of the punishment, does he make you choose your means of doom?"
"He does sometimes," Koney replied, "but normally, what determines the tool is the same as what determines the number of swats you get and whether or not your bottom is bare or covered."
"In other words," the perceptive Raccoon concluded, "The tool he uses on your ass is largely determined by the reason you are being punished in the first place. And some of the tools hurt more than others, I would assume?"
"Uh-huh," Koney nodded,"gingerly rubing her still sore behind, "Each different tool leaves its own distinguishing mark on your butt, and each one delivers a different caliber of pain; both upon the initial strike as well as afterward. Both the visible effects and the lingering soreness can sometimes last for hours, serving as a long term reminder of what you did to get punished."
"I see what you mean," Calypso remarked, whistling softly in wonder as she lifted her girlfriend's skirt and touched her fingers to Koney's reddened rump.
"Calypso!" a very surprised and barrassed Koney gasped, "What are you?..."
"Wow! That's hot," Calypso said. She looked up at Koney, then back down at her rump, "and it matches the color of your face right now too."
Koney blushed even deeper, "Calypso, you shouldn't be doing that. That's rather rude, y'know."
"But Koney, just a coupa minutes ago you were saying that I could pat your butt any time," the once again confused Raccoon argued, paraphrasing the older girl's earlier words. "Close friends and all, y'know?"
"Uhm, yes," Koney conceded, "But out here in public where any passersby can look and see that I've been spanked," she looked around to make certain no one was around, "That is just far too barrassing."
"So is barrassment a part of the punishment as well?" Calypso asked. She released Koney's skirt, letting it drop back into place over her hot crimson bottom.
Koney nodded again, her face returning to its normal light tan shade now that her south end was no longer exposed for all to see.
"And does it still hurt?" the inquisitive Raccoon continued her interrogation.
"Oh yes," Koney replied, "It hurts a lot right now. In fact, sitting will probably be an uncomfortable task until well after toady’s classes are finished. She rubed her ass again then said, "We better get ready to go in soon, or we will both be paying a visit together to daddy's chamber."
The two girlfriends began packing up the unfinished and forgotten Kalah game, placing the gem-like stones in the draw stringed leather pouch hanging from Koney's belt. Calypso picked up and folded the game board, securing it under her arm, and then the two girls headed up the path, ready for their afternoon class session.
"Any other differences?" Calypso asked as they walked together. The little Raccoon's curiosity seemed incurable.
"Only one," Koney replied, "The position you assume when you get spanked. Other kids either brace themselves against daddy's desk or bend over in the middle of the room."
"But his own kids always go over his lap. Right?" Calypso concluded.
"Almost always," Koney corrected her.
"That personal contact thing again?"
"Yes, it is that personal contact thing again."
"And all of this, this entire ritual, all this pained attention focused on your bottom; it's all because your daddy loves you?"
"Exactly," Koney replied, as if it was plainly obvious. She put her arm around her furry little friend as they walked together down the hall to their classroom.
"It is all because daddy loves me."
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