Deb's Spanish Holiday With Young Stud SeXStoRY

It was the last night of the all girls holiday in Benidorm, Deb was having a great time with both her s****rs along with her husbands two s****rs as well as ten other girl’s from her home town. It had been quite some time that Deb had been away without her husband. Her busy life and awkward work hours restricted her social life. But tonight being the last she was going to make up for it, Tonight was to be a last holiday celebration for all the girls. Before leaving the hotel Deb had dressed for the night, short black dress with a plunging neck line, little lace thong and spike heeled shoes, Sharing a room with her older s****r Janice, Jan commented on her hot look “fuck Deb you look like your out to get laid babe, make sure Mike don’t find out” Deb looked at Jan “ if I do get some tonight he will never know”. The evening had gone brilliantly. Deb and all her friends had d***k quite a lot of wine and cocktails and heads were definitely spinning. Janice had refused to drink and said that she would see them all safely back to there hotel rooms. Most of the girls had dressed similarly to Deb. The short skirts and tight fitting clothes had the men in the Spanish night club buying drinks and dancing closer than they should. Deb knew it was wrong and she shouldn’t have, but she had been flirting with a large young Spanish lad on the dance floor. Deb had a thing for the young boys, younger than her son made it even kinkier for her. It wasn’t long, thanks to the drink, that she was sat on his lap. She knew her husband Mike would have freaked had he been there, but all the other girls including both sets of s****rs were married and were flirting with other guys so she saw no real harm. The big k**s name was Jonny, and it wasn’t long before he was trying to take advantage of Debs lapsed inhibitions. His big dark hands kept feeling her backside, and even trying to slide up the back of her skirt. Deb pulled his hand away every time it tried to slide up the back or between her tanned legs, but it didn’t stop Deb from French kissing Jonny on his mouth every now and then. At the end of the night, the lights in the club came back on and people started to look for coats and friends. Deb had enjoyed the night and from all the flirting with Jonny was very excited. Jonny, as any guy would, asked for her number and Deb gave him a fake number, similar to her own but with the last digits changed. As they left the nightclub, Jonny offered to e****t the ladies to their Hotel, and was graciously accepted. The Hotel in question was, not far from the club, but in a rough part of Benidorm, so having a big strong Spaniard boy with them made them feel a little safer. There was no trouble on the way to there hotel, as the girls entered and before she knew what was happening, Jonny dragged Deb down some dark alley way Jonny pulled Deb close to him and kissed her fully on the lips. Deb responded in kind, her tongue fighting his for supremacy. Debs s****rs laughed believing Deb had snuck off with the Spanish boy, in the alley Jonny pulled Debs fit taught body against his, with her arms wrapped around his neck. The sound of her s****rs heels clicking against the concrete faded. Jonny must have realised this. Moving with quick speed Deb felt Jonny hands reach down, grabbed the backs of her thighs and pushed body her up against the wall, his mouth still locked to hers. Her taught body lifted and perched on a slight outcrop from a bricked up window in the alley. Deb realised Jonny was going too far. Deb tried to break the lock of his kiss, but Jonny was not for having it. His tongue roamed ecstatically around her mouth, his head keeping hers pinned to the wall. She could still feel his hands on her thighs, groping and advancing higher, pushing her short skirt up her hips. She shouted out a protest, but it was muffled against his mouth. One of Jonny’s hands let her thigh go, before reaching down between them. She yelped out as she felt his large hand grab the crotch of her thong. Her hands came quickly to his wrist, trying desperately to move it out between her thighs. Her hands came away victoriously gripping his wrist. As it came up, she felt the thong rip from the crotch, exposing her married pussy to the damp night air. Again Deb tried to stop his hand from reaching down between them, shouting against his mouth for him to stop. She expected his big hand to start to toy with her, but it twisted itself and unzipped his dark blue jeans, freeing his dark Spanish meat. The job done, his hand slid back out and quickly clutched her thigh again. She felt his tongue trying to push deeper into her mouth, flicking around. He started lifting her body and pulling her towards him, keeping her back pressed against the wall. Suddenly she felt what he was going trying to do. Jonny’s cock stood hard and erect between her thighs. She could feel the scalding heat of his skin against hers. Deb fought furiously, trying to push him away, to save herself. Jonny lunged and stabbed upwards with his dark skinned dick, hitting the back of her left leg. Deb beat hard against Jonny’s chest again, trying to break his grip on her. Jonny thrust up again, this time it hit its mark. Deb felt the head of this young Spaniard’s cock throb as it slammed into her. Although she was not ready Jonny’s hard cock slipped easily into her once faithful married cunt. Jonny holding onto Debs struggling body, lowered her quickly onto his hardened dick. The sensation of his thick young cock sliding into her body made Deb shout. Jonny’s mouth prevented anymore noise than a high pitch whimper come out. Still gripping her upper thighs, he lifted her again before letting her body fall onto his dick. He turned his eyes to look at her and kept her gaze as he lifted her again. Deb couldn’t tear her eyes away from his, not because his eyes mesmerised her, but because his huge young cock had impaled her so deeply. He lifted his mouth from hers to let her breath, and took a step back. Deb could have screamed for help, she knew she should of, but with his step back she felt her body falling. Quickly, she threw her arms out and flung them around his neck. She kept looking into his blue eyes, letting the feel of his hard young cock inside fill her senses. Now able to breath deeply she gulped the cool air as Jonny resumed his fucking. He took a step forward, letting her back rest against the wall as he clasped her thighs, pulling and pushing her up and down his length. Deb wanted to scream out for help. This large young brute was taking her, using her as a fuck toy; his massive young cock sliding in and out of her soaked cunt. Her brain kept asking for her to shout out, beg him to stop, but her own body prevented her from doing so. Every time she went to ask him to stop, it would be at the point where he would plunge her body back down onto his. She closed her eyes and thought of what was happening to her. Her body was thrilled at the sensations of his large cock in her married cunt and speeded her along to her orgasm. Her cunt walls were stretched wide by his thick dick, her clit taking a beating against his body. Unconsciously, she lifted her legs up and wrapped them around his back the best she could, her pointy heels digging into his buttocks, goading him on. “come on you bastard, fuck me, fuck me my Spanish lover come on pump me full of Spanish come,” Deb whispered into Jonny’s ear It wasn’t long before Deb peaked. Her head tilted and eyes screwed shut, Deb screamed out as her orgasm sped through her body. She felt her body violently shaking and contracting as Jonny continued to r**e her now wiling cheating married body. As she gasped for breath and tried to clear her head, she felt Jonny quicken his pace and push her hard against the wall. With a quick stab of his hips, he rammed his dick in as far as he could, Jonny sneered into Debs ear this time “ here you fucking English bitch, have a belly full with a Spanish bastard c***d” “ you holiday ladies love Spanish meat here it comes you whore” with a final thrust Jonny came shooting debs cunt with red hot Spanish sperm. She felt his hot fluids gushing from him, his cock shooting wave after wave of his semen into her. “Fucking Hell! Deb!” Deb opened her eyes and looked over Jonny’s shoulder. “Deb, come on!” Her s****r Janice stood laughing at the spectacle in front of her. Jonny for the final time that night, lifted her thighs and helped her stand, before quickly tucking his spent young cock back in his pants. Deb’s energy depleted, her legs had trouble supporting her. Janice seeing this helped her s****r, giving a nasty look to Jonny, who stood idly by watching. Janice took no time in chiding her s****r for her actions. “For fucks sake Deb, you’re married!” As she was about to climb the stairs with her s****r she stopped. “Hang on Jan, be with you in a second!” She turned and walked back to Jonny. “Change the last two digits on that phone number the other way round and call me sometime!” she whispered She smiled up at him and hobbled back to her s****r for support.

Niece Beth Confesses SeXStoRY

Niece Beth Confesses By billy69boy (Sequel to “Creative Nieces Get Punished”) “Goodbye, dear, we’re going over to the pool now,” my wife yelled down the basement steps to me. “Okay, darling, have a good time, see you later,” I replied. “Beth doesn’t want to go with us. She’s still in bed, is that okay with you?” she asked. “Yes, that will be fine, I’m not going anywhere,” I offered. My two favorite young nieces and their mother were staying with us for a summer weekend visit. I looked out the small basement window just in time to see 13 year old Mary sashay out to the car wearing her little string bikini. She was beginning to grow those luscious bumps and curves that take a man’s breath away. The car backed out of the driveway, and I was left with my handyman project and thoughts of Beth still asl**p in the guest room. Beth was 15 now, and her luscious curves were already quite evident. I had never seen a more beautiful, delicious round ass on anyone, ever. Her long legs and incredibly blue eyes complimented her firm, jutting breasts. She was a vision to behold, and I had a difficult time concentrating on my work, as I thought about our past clandestine activities together. All that youthful beauty and sexual curiosity to boot…it made me hard just thinking about her. Not long after the gang left for a day at the pool, I heard the shower turn on. I thought of Beth, wet and naked, waking up and washing her adorable body. I resisted the urge to run up and help her, maybe wash her back, or perhaps lovingly pat her firm body dry with a soft towel. Beth was my favorite niece of all, no doubt, and I was itching for an opportunity to play with her. When the shower shut off, I made my way up to the kitchen to cook up some breakfast for her. I heard her bop down the steps, and breeze into the kitchen wearing a thin, flimsy summer robe. She held her long, wet hair in both hands, fluffing it out to dry in the hot summer air. “Well, good morning Beth,” I choked out, as I watched her bending over in the fridge, looking for the juice pitcher. She ignored my greeting, and filled her glass in silence. I couldn’t take my eyes off her, which seemed to annoy her even more. “Not now, Uncle Bill, I’m really not in the mood,” she responded to my silent leering. “That’s okay, sweetheart, how about some chocolate chip pancakes and sausage for breakfast?” I asked. “Your favorite,” I reminded her. “Whatever,” she shot back, as she bounded up the stairs to finish her morning routine. Typical moody teenager, I thought to myself, as I began cooking. Eventually, Beth came back to the kitchen with her dark blonde hair dried and brushed, and her makeup meticulously applied. She was dressed, if you could call it that, in a baby blue half shirt that barely covered the bottom part of her perky breasts. She wore a light blue ribbon in her hair, one of her classic trademark accessories. No bra was necessary, apparently, not that I was complaining. My eyes followed her bare midriff down to the smallest and tightest pair of white denim shorts I had ever seen. I lowered my gaze, and took in her smooth, slender legs to her bare feet. Beth ignored me completely, as she vigorously tapped out a text message on her phone, appearing to get more frustrated with each new response. I couldn’t immediately speak…not even one word, as she sat down at the table. I loaded two plates with pancakes and sausage, and served them. Beth started eating without acknowledging me, a disgruntled look on her face. I was still so taken by her sensual beauty, that I was lost in my own lustful thoughts. As we ate, I tried not to stare at her almost naked body, but I really showed little restraint. “Are you okay this morning, Beth?” I asked, as we worked on our breakfast. “You seem to be upset.” “It’s Dean, my boyfriend. I found out he’s been seeing someone else,” she replied, a pained look on her face. “Your boyfriend?” I blurted out at this bit of news. “Don’t tell my mom, please?” she implored with her dreamy blue eyes. “Your secret is safe with me, as you know, but aren’t you a little young to be having a boyfriend?” I asked her. “I don’t think so, Uncle Billy. Dean is 18, but he’s completely ignorant when it comes to sex,” replied my angelic niece, “he doesn’t really get it. He’s all ham-handed, and just into himself. He never lasts long enough for me to even get aroused, much less have an orgasm.” Then, she looked directly into my eyes with an angry snarl on her face: “I hate you, Uncle Billy; this is all your fault”, she blurted out. I hadn’t seen this one coming at all. I put my fork down, and turned my chair to face her. “What do you mean by that?” I asked her, “your boyfriend went out with someone else, and it’s my fault?” She crossed her arms over her waist, and looked away. I could see a few tears welling up in her eyes, and she took a few deep breaths before she regained her composure, and turned her chair to face mine. “The truth is, Dean went out with another girl, because I wouldn’t have sex with him. He told me he has needs, and I wasn’t taking care of them, so he found someone who would.” Big tears rolled down her cheeks, and I felt so bad for her. I moved my chair closer to her, placing my knees on the outside of hers. “Beth, you must feel terrible,” I offered, as I ran my hands lightly and gently up and down her smooth legs. “Well, I do feel terrible, but not because of stupid Dean,” she stated, her voice trailing off. “He’s so dull and boring in bed, I just couldn’t stand to pretend anymore, so I quit having sex with him at all. He had no clue how to make sex fun,” she offered, looking up to me, as I calmed her down by continuing to massage her legs. As she spoke, I was aware that each new stroke brought my fingertips closer and closer to the hem of her impossibly skimpy white shorts. Soon, I was running my hands up under her shorts, finally touching her lacy little thong. “He’s only interested in getting himself off: no toys, no wild positions, no rough stuff, no anal sex…he just doesn’t THINK sexy, like you do, Uncle Billy”, she blurted out. Well, I didn’t see this one coming either, and I damn near fell off my chair, but I kept my composure. She instinctively pulled her legs back from between my knees, and assumed the outside position, spreading her legs open in order to better receive my caresses. “So, the reason I feel terrible is because you have spoiled me for anybody else. I don’t really even like you all that much, and you’re sure nothing to look at, at your age. But you are so fucking kinky; I can’t even imagine getting off as well with any other guy. What really upsets me is that I only get to fuck you like four or five times a year, because we live so far away.” By now, I was running my fingers along the edge of her thong, and moving one finger up and down her already wet slit through the flimsy silk material. Beth had both hands underneath her half-shirt, absent-mindedly fondling her proud titties. “What color is your thong today?” I asked her quietly. “Blue and white, to match my outfit,” she replied. “Do I get to keep it for my collection?” “Of course, Uncle Billy, that’s the idea,” she gushed and smiled. “Are you going to share?” I said, nodding toward her chest, as I fingered her underneath her thong. “Oh sure,” she offered, pulling her thin blue shirt up over her bouncy tits so I could watch her play with her nipples. I doubt that my cock was ever so hard, nor my head ever so big, as this moment. I unsnapped her snap and pulled the zipper down on her shorts. She cooperated by lifting her butt off the chair, so I could ease them down her curvy hips and ass. “Hop up on the table,” I suggested, as I pushed our breakfast dishes aside. Beth bopped right up, lie down on her back, and spread her legs for me. She resumed playing with her young tits, squeezing them and twisting her nipples until they stood straight up. My hand was now inside her baby blue thong, rubbing circles around her clit with my thumb. “If you are going to give me your thong as a present, I’d like to prepare it properly for my collection,” I spoke, as I slid the thong down her legs and into my possession. “What do you mean?” she asked. “Well, I want it to smell like you forever,” I hinted, as I began to feed it into her soaked little pussy inch by inch. She squirmed around under my advances, but she didn’t object. “Oh, Uncle Billy, you think of the damnedest things!” I took my time, and watched her thong finally disappear completely into her hot young cunt. By the time I f***ed it in farther with my two fingers, she had her first orgasm. “That’s it, Beth, cum all over your thong for Uncle Billy, that’s just what I’m talking about!” I exclaimed with encouragement, all the while working her clit gently but firmly. “Oh, fuck, Uncle Billy, I fucking HATE you!” she moaned, as she writhed around on the table. I stood up, leaned over top of her, and took her breasts into my mouth, nibbling and sucking and licking them slowly and deliberately. My cock was ready to explode, but I persevered. I worked my way down her naked stomach, kissing and licking as I went. I reached that wonderfully sexy crease in her skin where the hip bone meets the pelvis, and lingered there for awhile, kissing each side softly, and licking with my tongue. I gradually worked my way down her exposed belly, and delighted in her high-pitched yelp when my tongue found her swollen clit. She pulled her legs back to her chest and held them tight against her body, as she reveled in my clit-licking technique. When I added two fingers into her thong-packed vagina, she thrashed around in orgasmic lust, her head jerking from side to side on the table. “Oh Uncle Billy, I haven’t cum this hard since I was here with you last time!” she exclaimed breathlessly. With that, I grabbed her hips, and I pulled her ass up off the table. I grabbed each ass cheek in my hands and rubbed and kneaded them firmly. I just had to lick and kiss and bite her beautiful ass before my tongue found her little brown knot. “OOOOOH! MMMMMMMMMMM! That feels sooo good, Uncle Billy, that’s it! Tongue-fuck my tight little ass, YES!!” Beth blurted out, as she squeezed her legs tighter against her chest. I was in my glory. I couldn’t get enough of her gorgeous ass. I kept darting my tongue deeper and deeper into her anus, and couldn’t resist putting a complete lip lock on her, and sucking her ass hard. I reached her clit with my thumb, and worked it vigorously. Beth took it all with enthusiasm, showing no hint of shyness at my advances. I felt like I could explode any second, but I kept my focus on eating her ass for as long as I could. Opportunities like this don’t come around nearly often enough! I could have licked her sweet ass all day, but I finally managed to run my tongue up to her pulsating pussy, licking and biting her engorged clit, until she was cumming again, making my face all shiny with her love juices. After her spasms subsided, I gently lowered her body back down onto the table, and lay my body on top or hers as she caught her breath. I brought my face to hers, and kissed her mouth passionately, sharing the taste of her love liquid with her. I could feel my screaming cock rub up against her genitals, and she willingly tried to work it into her. But first, I walked around to the other side of the table, and pulled her head over the edge, gripping her hair securely. With no hesitation, Beth opened her mouth and began licking the head of my quivering cock. I’d never felt a mouth so soft and hot in my life. I could have easily pumped her throat full of jizz right then and there, but I held back, just marveling at the sight of my lovely young niece sucking me off without apology. When I pulled back and began walking to the other side of the table, Beth held her legs close to her body, and was ready for me before I even got into position. “C’mon, Uncle Billy, fuck me good and hard now!” she challenged. “Ram it into me so I know I’m being fucked!” That made me almost cum even before I slid my thick rod into her tight teenage pussy. She wiggled and moaned, as I slid two fingers deep into her hot love box, and retrieved her soaking wet thong, slowly and teasingly. She didn’t seem surprised at all, when I pushed the saturated piece of cloth into her mouth. “Hold this for me, will you?” I asked, as I ran my hard member up and down her juicy slit. She couldn’t speak, but she moaned loudly, and beseeched me to fuck her with her big pleading blue eyes. Being the caring, yet much hated uncle that I was, I proceeded to do just that. Her tight pussy was so hot; I could have sworn I saw steam escaping from it when I entered her. I held onto each of her ass cheeks, and leaned into the task at hand, stroking slowly at first, but going deeper and faster as I penetrated her to the hilt. What a sweet ride it was. She was so happy to feel like she was finally getting fucked properly, she pushed back towards me with each new thrust. She was quite a sight, abusing her tits, squeezing and pulling on them, and pinching her nipples until they were red. Wow, she was intense! We had quite the rhythm going, and I don’t think I had ever experienced a fuck session so beautiful and exciting, yet so serious, as this one. So, I wasn’t surprised to hear her groan behind that thong-filled mouth of hers when I pulled my over-stimulated prick out of her burning hot snatch. I bent over between her legs, and licked her clit with my swirling tongue, then made my way down her wet slit until I reached my destination. I spread her ass cheeks open wide, and f***ed my stiff tongue into her willing anus. I wanted to make sure she was well-lubricated before I embarked upon my ultimate quest. She pulled her thong out of her mouth and blurted: “Oh, yesssss! Tongue-fuck my tight little ass, Uncle Billy, MMMMMMMMMMM! Suck it! YES!! YES!! Now, jam your big fat cock deep into my ass and fuck me right!!” Shocked by her dirty talk, I slapped her ass cheeks several times, as I positioned my cockhead at her inviting, no, demanding back door. Beth reached down, and held her cheeks open wide, and I pushed my heaving cock into her saliva-coated brown hole. She let out a quick squeal as I penetrated her tight nugget, but she soon settled down to my steady and formidable thrusts deep into her vulnerable ass. I was pretty sure that my life couldn’t possibly get any better than this moment. Looking down at my slick meat parting my young niece’s ass cheeks, and watching my grateful cock disappearing into her hot little ass time and time again, was almost more than I could take. She groaned loudly when I pulled out of her ass and slammed into her pussy again, all in one quick motion. I continued to fuck her like that, alternating holes back and forth, and was thrilled to feel the walls of her vagina clench and unclench in shameless orgasm after orgasm, as Beth clearly enjoyed her solid and complete fuck session. As my strokes took on a greater sense of urgency, she uttered those wonderful words that any uncle yearns to hear from his darling niece: “Oh, Uncle Billy, please cum in my mouth, PLEASE??” Being the considerate and loving uncle that I am, I obliged wholeheartedly. I climbed up on the table, straddling Beth’s body on my knees, and presented my cock in front of her face. She leaned forward and sucked my entire length into her mouth and throat like a vacuum cleaner. A few strokes of her head, and I was pumping my sticky spunk into her mouth, grasping her hair tightly to keep my balance. Beth gulped feverishly, and drank down load after load of my steaming cum, until I was empty, and we were both breathless. I lay on top of her for several minutes in silence, just holding her in my arms. Finally, she stirred under me, and I slumped down into the chair. Beth sat up and sighed deeply and contentedly, smiling at me like she enjoyed every minute of our secret tryst. Then, something puzzling happened, and I became worried. Her satisfied smile disappeared, and a frown took its place, then a rather pained expression of disappointment came over her face. “What’s the matter, sweetheart?” I inquired in a concerned manner, “Didn’t you get what you wanted?” “Well, Uncle Billy, yes it was great, and I came bunches of times, but…” her voice trailed off…”but what, honey?” I inquired. “It’s just that, well, you hardly spanked me at all, you didn’t have any toys handy, and you didn’t even bother to tie me up or anything!” she complained. My eyebrows rose up, and my eyes got wide, as I tried to process this unexpected information. “Well,” I offered, “for all that we’ll have to go down to the basement.” Without hesitating, Beth hopped right down off the table and headed toward the basement steps. “Let’s go then!” she ordered, “C’mon!” “I’m right behind you,” I assured her, as I plucked her soaked thong up off the table, and placed it into a sealed plastic bag for later. I considered using the bathroom before following her down the stairs, but I thought perhaps I’d wait awhile. To be continued as: “Niece Beth Gets What She Asks For”

The Piano Teachers' Pussy SeXStoRY

Introduction: A story about a young man's introduction to love... I was 14 years old and in grade 9. I never really wanted to take music lessons but it was a forgone conclusion in my f****y. Both my parents were very musical. My mother was a backup cellist in the cities symphony and my father had taken music lessons his entire c***dhood. My parents had tried to get me enthused about some instrument – any instrument, but to no avail. I had played the violin for a few years (an extremely painful experience for all concerned), the tuba for 2 (see above re pain) and the guitar (somewhat better, but Eric Clapton I was NOT). As a last resort my parents suggested I try the piano. I resisted, but they were adamant so I reluctantly agreed. They looked around for a teacher in our area and found a few. They called around and the first two only taught on weekends. Mom and Dad wanted it done during the week. The next one they called was Miss Miller. She taught during the week and they said she sounded friendly. On the next Wednesday I rode my bike over to Miss Miller’s house after school. She lived about 2 miles away from us so it was an easy ride. I arrived in a foul mood. I did NOT want to be there. I trudged up to her door and rang the bell. Miss Miller arrived at the door in short order and my world was suddenly much better. The sky was brighter; the colors were more poignant; EVERYTHING was better. Before me stood the most beautiful woman I had ever laid eyes on. She stood about 5’10”. I knew this because I was 6’0” and she was just a bit shorter than me. She had straight, supermodel-type, sheer, brunette hair, a gorgeous face and a body that looked like it might (and probably DID) stop traffic. She was athletic looking with a curvaceous hips and legs and a HUGE chest. I couldn’t even guess at her bust size, but suffice it to say her feet probably didn’t get wet when it rained. “Hello, James. I’m Miss Miller. Won’t you come in?” I couldn’t speak. I merely followed her. The view from behind was another sight to behold. Curves in exactly the right places. We went into her living room where I saw an intimidating full-sized grand piano. We passed the piano and sat at her couch. “You mother tells me you’ve tried a few instruments already. Is that true?” I could hardly think, let alone talk. “Yes.” “What instruments have you tried?” “Violin, tuba and guitar.” “Impressive. Why did you stop playing?” “I don’t like playing instruments.” “Are you more interested in the piano?” “Not really, but Mom and Dad say I have to play so here I am.” I immediately regretted saying that. “I see. Maybe I should talk with your mother and tell her that you need to find an instrument that you WANT to play. Maybe there’s one out there.” I had blown it. I wanted to keep coming to lessons if for no other reason than to see Miss Miller. “Now that I think more about it I think I really DO want to try the piano.” “Are you sure?” “Yes. I’m positive.” “Great. Then let’s get started.” We walked over to the piano, sat down and our lesson. She gave me some stuff to practice and I rode home to wait for the next lesson. My lessons went on like this for 4 months. I would take any chance I could to look at Miss Miller. I was pretty sure she didn’t know I was looking. I was careful to avert my glaze when she would turn to me. Then came April 14, 1982. My lesson ended and I got up to leave when Miss Miller stopped me. “Please sit down, James.” I did. “You’ve been coming here for a little over 4 months now and you are not improving much. Are you practicing during the week?” “Yes, ma’am.” “I don’t think I believe that. I think you hardly touch the piano until you come here and then when you’re here you spend the whole lesson looking at me.” Uh oh. She DID see me. I guess I was not as covert as I thought. “I don’t mind the looking. Young boys do that. It’s the fact that that’s ALL you do. As far as I’m concerned this is a waste of your time, a waste of MY time and a waste of your parents’ money. I think I need to talk to your mother.” “Please don’t, Miss Miller. I’ll practice. I promise.” “I’ll give you one more chance. You take this sheet home and practice it. When you return next Wednesday I’ll test you. If I’m pleased with your progress we can continue. If not I call your mother.” Miss Miller handed me a piece of sheet music and directed me to the door. I rode home and immediately went to the piano and practiced. I played for 2 hours every day. I was NOT going to let Miss Miller down. Wednesday came and I rode to my lesson. Miss Miller directed me to the piano and sat down beside me. “Am I going to be pleased?” she asked. “I hope so.” I replied as I started to play. When I finished I looked over at Miss Miller, not sure of what her reaction would be. I looked up at her and saw a tear in her eye. “That was perfect, James. Your temp was exact, your notes were precise. I don’t think I could have played that better myself. See what you can do? All you need is a little incentive.” I beamed with pride. My lesson went as usual and at the end just before I got up to leave, Miss Miller handed me another piece of sheet music. “You go home and practice this piece and if you pass the test next week there will be a prize for you.” “What kind of prize?” “You’ll find out next Wednesday. Off you go.” I rode home wondering what she could mean. I had no idea, but I wanted to find out so I again spent at least 2 hours every day at the piano. Wednesday came and I rode to my lesson. I sat down nervously at the piano and began my test. When I was finished I looked over to see Miss Miller looking back with a big smile on her face. “You’ve been working hard, haven’t you? I’m impressed. I knew you had talent in you.” She wrote a few things down in her lesson pad and then looked up. “I said something about a prize last week, didn’t I?” I nodded. “You’ve been looking at these for months now,” she said running her hands around her breasts. “You like them. I can see that.” She kept talking but I have no idea what she said because she had also reached down and was undoing one of the buttons of her blouse. She finished then undid the next one. I was breathless. She pulled the neckline of her blouse apart and I could see her perfect mounds. She still had her bra on, but I could see more than I had ever seen in my life. This was WAY better than the magazines that Paul had got for me. Sure they were naked in the magazines, but this was REAL. I stared. And stared. And stared. She buttoned her blouse up. I was crestfallen. “Five minutes and then onto the lesson.” We did jus that. From then on the lesson went as usual. At the end she handed me a sheet without saying anything. I knew the rules now. I raced home, ran up to my room and jerked off madly. I didn’t bother with the magazines; I just pictured Miss Miller’s perfection in my head. It only took less than a minute before I shot my load. I sat there thinking about her for a few minutes and then went down to start practicing. When I was done practicing I was horny again after thinking of Miss Miller’s breasts. I ran back up to my room and masturbated again. Wednesday came around and I rode to my lesson, sat at the piano and did my test. Again Miss Miller had a large grin when I was done. She did her scribbling in her book, and undid her buttons. This time she did THREE buttons and I could see more of her breasts. The five minutes ended and we did the lesson; me with a raging hard on the entire time. The lesson ended, I got my sheet and raced home to masturbate. The next week was the same, but this time she undid ALL her buttons. I could see her all of her boobs. They were more perfect than I thought. My five minutes ended, we did the lesson and I raced home to masturbate. It went on like this for another couple of months. Miss Miller went so far as to touch her breasts, stroke them and pinch her nipples, but her bra never came off. I didn’t care. I was in heaven. School ended for the year and Mom came to my room one day. “I’ve been thinking about it and I’m very proud of how well you’re doing in your piano lessons. I figured you’d probably want to have the summer off to go out and play so I’m okay if you want to stop your lessons and re-start them in the fall.” There was NO WAY I was going to stop. This was better that ANYTHING. “Can I keep my lessons going for the summer, Mom?” “Of course, James. I’m rally pleased that you’re enjoying the piano so much.” I breathed a sigh of relief. The summer progressed, the major difference being that since I had no school I could practice more. I was at my lesson on August 18th. I did my weekly test and Miss Miller was smiling like always. “I heard you had a birthday recently.” “Yep. I was 15 on the 14th.” “I didn’t get you a present. I’m sorry.” “That’s okay; I wouldn’t expect you to get me anything.” “Here’s your prize for this week.” She said as she started to unbutton her blouse. She undid all the buttons and left the blouse hanging from her shoulders. “Happy birthday.” She spoke pushing her chest forward. I sat there looking as usual. “You can touch them if you want.” “If I WANT? Are you joking?” “No. Go ahead.” She said chuckling. I reached out and touched her breasts. They felt wonderful. I had never touched breasts before and it was better than I ever thought it would be. I ran my hands over the globes, feeling her protruding nipples under my hand. “Five minutes is up,” she said as she buttoned her blouse again. “That wasn’t five minutes,” I replied. She pointed at the clock and the lesson went on. After the lesson I went extra fast home to jerk off. It was to the point now where my body associated sex with the piano. Just sitting at the piano to practice gave me a hard on now. Everyday I would masturbate when I was done practicing and on Wednesdays I would jerk off before, too. School started in September and a few weeks later I was sitting in my room doing my homework when my mother knocked on my door. “May I come in, James?” “Sure, Mom” Mom came in and stood beside my desk. “I just got off the phone with Miss Miller. She has some really good news.” “Cool. What is it?” “She said there’s a recital in San Francisco in mid October that she thinks you’re ready to play at.” “Cool.” “She said if you’re okay with it she’ll sign you up to play and you can play Mozart’s Concerto No. 9.” “What? Mozart? I’ve never played Mozart.” “She thinks you’re ready. Oh and she’ll be coming too to hear you play.” I was excited and scared at the same time. Wednesday came and instead of starting my lesson with my test I started it with questions. “Do you really think I’m ready for this?” “I wouldn’t have suggested it if I didn’t. You’ve made so much progress the last 6 months. I can’t believe how much you’ve improved.” “How can I play Mozart? I’ve never played it before.” “You have a month to practice. I know you can do it.” “I don’t know.” “I do. I know for a fact you can do it. You’ve really been playing the piano for about 6 months and you now play better than someone who’s been at it for 6 YEARS. It’ll take lots of hard work, but I know you can make a success of it. Here’s a little incentive for you.” I smiled. I knew what was coming. Miss Miller unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it open. I stared, but she wasn’t done. Her hands went behind her back and undid her bra. The garment hit the floor, along with my jaw. I was in shock. “Feel free to touch them.” I played with her breasts like I did on my birthday, but this time it was skin on skin. I was in heaven. The five minutes sped by. She put her bra back on and did up her blouse. My lesson was as usual and after receiving Mozart’s Concerto No. 9 I raced home to masturbate. After feeling the magic flesh I was EXTRA horny. I came quickly as always but this time I stayed hard, so I just kept pounding myself. In a few more minutes I came again and STILL stayed erect. I kept beating my meat and this time it took me over 20 minutes before I shot my third load and it went FAR. I had to rest for about 15 minutes before going downstairs to practice. Over the next month or so I practiced extra hard, sometimes as much as 4 hours in one day. October 15th came, the day before my recital and I felt confident. I knew I could do it. Miss Miller was right. The next morning my parents and I packed into our car and traveled the 5 hours down to ‘Frisco. We arrived mid afternoon, checked into the hotel and went up to our room to rest up a bit. After about 90 minutes Miss Miller arrived and came t our room. “Hi. I’m glad you three made it okay. The performances start at 8:00 and James is scheduled to be the second one up. Can you come down to my room so we can prepare a bit for your performance, James?” I followed Miss Miller to her room. She was on the same floor as us, about 7 doors down the hall. She prepared me for being in a large auditorium and playing in front of an audience, something I had never done. We concluded and she gave me a kiss on the forehead before we went back to my room. “I’d like to take everybody out for a pre-recital dinner,” Miss Miller said to my parents. It was agreed and we went to a nice restaurant not far away. We had a nice meal and made pleasant small talk, killing time until my performance. 7:15 arrived and we felt it was time to get going. Better to be early and get ready at my own pace. 8:20. It was my turn. The host introduced me and I walked out on the stage in my tux with long tails (Miss Miller’s idea). The applause subsided after I sat at the piano and I began to play. I was not the least bit nervous. I belonged here. I played flawlessly and when I was done I received a standing ovation. The host came to the microphone and informed the audience that I had been playing the piano for less than one year. The audience gave me another ovation; this one lasting for almost 5 minutes. I bowed, waved to the audience and left the stage. My parents were almost jumping out of their shoes when I reached them. My Mom had tears streaming down her face and I’m pretty sure my Dad was crying, too. Miss Miller had a smile on her as big as the state of Texas. They all hugged me. “James, I’m so proud of you. You have become such a good pianist,” my mother cried. “James and I need to go back to the hotel and talk about his performance while it’s still totally fresh in both our minds,” Miss Miller said. “That’s fine. We’ll stay and listen to the rest,” my father said. Miss Miller drove me back to the hotel in silence. We walked up to her room, still in silence. We arrived; shut the door, Miss Miller spun around and planted her lips firmly on mine. I was too shocked to comprehend the situation and merely stood there. Miss Miller kissed me deeply while her hands grabbed my ass. Her tongue pushed past my lips and roamed my mouth. I was again stunned but soon figured out the proper response. My tongue became the aggressor, invading her. She moaned. Soon she broke the kiss. “I KNOW this is very wrong, but the way you played out there made me want you more than I’ve wanted anyone in my life.” I was going to reply but her tongue back in my mouth prevented me. She pushed me down on the bed. “You did well, so you deserve your prize.” I could not believe what was happening to me. Miss Miller reached behind her, fiddled with her dress behind her back, wiggled her hips like a slow motion hula dancer and her dress slid off her body. She smiled as she reached behind her to remove her bra. It joined the dress on the floor. She smiled and looked down at me. “I can see you like what you see,” she said looking at my crotch. My hard on was very plain to see. “Part of that is from just playing. Every day that I come home from my lesson I run up to my bedroom to masturbate and when I practice, just being at the piano gets me a boner.” “I see your hard on at every lesson we’ve had ever had. You got hard the first time you saw me when I opened the door. I find it so wild that you get turned on just by sitting at the piano.” “That’s ‘cuz every time I sit at a piano I think of YOU and the prizes I’ve got along the way.” “You’ve come so far in the last 7 months. Let’s see how far you cum TODAY,” she said with a chuckle. With that she shed you panties and stood before me like statue of perfection. She looked in my eyes but she wasn’t smiling. She had a different look; one I’d never seen before. “You’ve never done anything like this before, have you, James?” I shook my head. “I want to teach you all about making love. If you have any questions just ask me. Okay?” Again I nod. “Why are you looking at me like that? I’ve never seen that expression before.” “I’m looking at you with lust in my eyes. That means I want you. I want to kiss you, I want you to kiss me and I’ll teach you about all the other stuff I want. First we have to get you naked, too.” I started to rip off my shirt, but Miss Miller quickly stopped me. “That’s part of the fun, James. Let ME do it. You love watching ME take my stuff off slowly. I like the same.” She slowly undid the buttons on my tux shirt all the while kissing me, breaking to undo a button, then back to kissing me. When my shirt was open she kissed her way down my neck and began kissing my chest. I was yet to grow much hair on my chest and she seemed to like licking my bare skin. She licked around my nipples and sucked one onto her mouth. This kind of shocked me. I’d heard of guys sucking girls’ nipples but not the other way around. I liked it. “You’ve got a great chest, James. I like a bare chest. Do you like what I’m doing to your nipples?” “I’ve never heard of a girl sucking a GUY’S nipples.” “Do you like it?” “Yeah. A lot.” Her mouth descended back down to my chest and she sucked my nipples while she undid my belt and pants. “Now the unveiling,” she chuckled as she pulled my pants down my legs. Now I lay there clad only in my underwear. She moved back up and began to pull down my underwear. The garment slid over my twitching cock and when Miss Miller saw it she let out a slow gasp. “Do you like my penis?” “Yes I do. It’s VERY nice and it’s not a penis. It’s a cock or a dick. When you talk with your doctor it’s a penis but when you’re with a lady it’s a cock.” “I love hearing you say those words.” “You like me talking about how big your COCK is or how much I want to suck your DICK?” ”Oh yeah,” I croaked. She kissed my stomach and made a trail of kisses going lower. My cock was still twitching from excitement. Miss Miller licked my ball sac and sucked on my balls. I’d never heard of this, but it was great. Then she licked my shaft up and down, up and down. She looked up at me with a wry grin and kissed my cock head. She kissed it all over. Then she opened up and pulled my cock into her warm, wet mouth. She moved her head a few times and then I screamed. I shot the biggest load I had ever shot and it all went into Miss Miller’s mouth. I felt like crying. “I’m sorry, Miss Miller.” “James, I LOVE to swallow cum.” “But it happened so fast.” “That’s the way it is when you’re young. Besides it doesn’t appear to be much of a problem,” she said looking down at my cock. It was still rock hard. Not twitching anymore, but still hard as a pipe. Miss Miller stroked my cock with her fist. It was very slick from my cum and her mouth. “I’m going to teach you how to make love to a woman. Some people call it fucking. Whatever it’s called it’s a wonderful feeling. First off there are many different positions for fucking. The most common is called missionary. That’s when I lay on my back and you climb on top of me and fuck me.” “I like it when you say ‘fuck.” “That’s my favorite word for it. Usually a woman likes something called ‘foreplay’ before fucking but I want you to climb on top of me and fuck the hell out of me.” Miss Miller laid down on her back and spread her legs. “See my pussy? See how wet and shiny it is?” “Yeah,” “That mean I’m very wet. A woman needs to have a wet pussy before a man can push his cock into her. A woman’s pussy gets wetter the more aroused she is. There are a bunch of words people use for a pussy.” “I know. My friends call it a twat.” “That’s right. It can be a pussy, twat, gash, nookie or MY favorite, a cunt” “Ooooh. I like that one.” “Then get between my legs and push your hard dick into my wet cunt.” I assumed a kneeling position between her legs and pushed my cock at the entrance to her cunt. “Oh yeah. Slide it into me, James. Fuck that feels good. Slide it all the way in. Oh yes. That’s so damn good. Now fuck me.” I didn’t need any instruction on this. I slid my wet dick in and out of Miss Miller’s welcoming pussy. I laid down on top of her and began to kiss her while I fucked her. She sucked on my tongue when I pushed it into her mouth. She grabbed my ass and squeezed it as I fucked her. She slid her hands all over my back and grabbed my hair. “Oh James. Fuck me harder. Pound your cock into my cunt. Harder. Harder. YEEEEEEEES!” I was sweating now and it was dripping down on Miss Miller. Her legs would sometimes be flailing in the air, sometimes wrapped around my waist. Miss Miller began to gasp and pant. “Oh, James. I’m going to cum. Fuck me. Fuuuuuck me. Oh God. I’m cumming. Fuuuuuuuuck.” I could feel Miss Miller’s cunt squeezing my dick as she came and it got me going, too. “Oh, Miss Miller. I’m going to cum, too.” “Yes, James. Cum in my cunt. Fill me up with your cum. Do it James. Cum for me.” My cock erupted and shot my love see deep in Miss Miller’s cunt. We were both panting for all we were worth. I collapsed on Miss Miller. “Thank you, Miss Miller. That was the BEST experience of my life.” “I loved it too, James. I came harder than ever.” I rolled off her and my dick popped out of her pussy and landed on the bed. We kissed and stroked each others’ body. When we caught our breath Miss Miller spoke. “Remember I told you that most women like to have foreplay before they fuck?” “Yeah,” “I’m going to teach you all about foreplay.” Over the next hour Miss Miller taught me how to play with a pussy, how to lick a pussy (or eat as she liked to say), how to lick a woman’s legs (I never would have even THOUGHT of that one). She taught me how to really kiss a woman and how to kiss her neck and ears. She told me what most women like to have done with their breasts. She taught me EVERYTHING. I looked at the clock beside the bed. It said 11:45. “Holy shit! I have to be going. My parents are going to be wondering where I am.” “You can’t go back smelling like me. We have to have a quick shower.” We ran to the shower and washed off. When we were drying Miss Miller looked at my cock. It was rock hard again. “Stop that!” she joked. “You have to go.” I got dressed and went back to my room. Mom and Dad were still up. “Where have you been?” Dad asked. “Miss Miller and I were going over my performance in great detail.” I felt good because TECHNICALLY this wasn’t a lie. “Okay, son. Get to bed.” We woke up the next morning, checked out and drove home. Over the next 3 years Miss Miller kept teaching me. She taught me all she could about the piano, but by the end of those 3 years I was teaching her. She taught me all she could about sex and it was heaven for the whole time. When I graduated high school I got a full ride scholarship to Juilliard. Even though I was thousands of miles away, Miss Miller and I stayed in contact and I saw her most times I went home.

Teaching My s*s-In-Law - Conclusion SeXStoRY

Standard disclaimer. You must be 18 or over to read this story. All the names have been changed to protect the lusted over. This is a continuation of the first part. It's also a fantasy. Enjoy! Teaching My s*s-In-Law Part 2 As Kathy began to slide her pussy over my cock, I reached up and began to massage her tits again. A soft moan escaped her lips as I started to lift my hips off the bed, driving my cock a little deeper into her. Her pussy still clasped my cock in a very pleasurable way. I thought about baseball, basketball, football; anything to keep from coming. I looked up at her and she had the most serene look on her face. "Oh Don, that feels so good," she moaned as I started to pick up the pace a little. "Kathy, you feel so tight. You're gonna make me come again." "No! Not yet," she pleaded. "I want to come some more." With that, she bore down on my cock and just sat there. I could feel her vaginal muscles massage my cock. I lifted my head and took a nipple in my mouth. My fingers lightly stroked her back. She came again, f***efully. Her cunt clamped down on my cock and I started to come. "Oh Kathy, baby, I'm coming. Your pussy feels so good. Can you feel me coming, baby?" My gorgeous s*s-in-law threw her head back and screamed low, guttural and loud. "Oh God, Donny, oh my GOD!" Her pussy clamped down on my cock in waves. My cock began to pulsate, ready to deliver my come. "I can feel it! Oh, my dear, sweet b*****r-in-law. I can feel your penis throbbing. It feels so damn good!" She came again. I followed her very quickly, my cock shooting out a condom-filling load. Her head thrashed back and forth and she struggled for breath, as her orgasm overcame her. She collapsed, sobbing onto my chest. I held her, gently stroking her hair until she came back to her senses. "Shh, it's okay Kathy. You okay?" She mumbled a soft yes and rolled off of me. My cock was covered with her juices. I left her in bed and went to the bathroom to cleanup. When I returned, I took her in my arms and we drifted off to sl**p. Sometime later, my wife came into the bedroom. "Everything go okay?" I sl**pily murmured, "Yes, catch you later hon" and drifted off to sl**p. About an hour later, I woke up. Kathy was still sl**ping next to me so I got out of bed and looked for my wife. She was downstairs watching TV. "Hey sl**pyhead" "Hey baby, how're things in the real world?" "Eh, same old shit, every damn day. Nothing really on TV. I spent most of my time masturbating, listening to you take my s****r's virginity. Sounds like she had a great time." "Yeah, it appears that way," I smiled back. I sat down next to my wife and gave her a kiss. "Thanks for being so generous and supportive. I think your s****r really needed that." My wife reached over and grabbed my cock. "She didn't wear Mr. Happy out, did she?" My cock began to expand in her hand. "Doesn't look like it now, does it?" My wife bent her head down and started to lick and stroke my cock. I reached over and stroked her breasts through her t-shirt. Her head began to bob up and down on my dick when we were interrupted. "Hey, what are you guys doi......" Kathy's words died on her lips when she saw my wife sucking my cock. "You put that thing in your mouth?" she asked incredulously. "Hell yes!" was Diane's reply. "I love the way his cock feels in my mouth. It gets so hard" She dove back down onto my cock and too me to the base. My eyes rolled into the back of my head and I moaned. I love it when Diane gives me head. "Well, I think it's kinda disgusting. His thing was in me not too long ago, you know." My wife just rolled her eyes at her s****r and said, "Don't knock it until you've tried it. Want some?" She pointed my cock at Kathy and smiled. Kathy hesitated for a second and then joined my wife on her knees in front of my cock. "Have at it s*s" Kathy leaned forward and took a tentative lick of my cock. She ran her tongue over the head and then tried to suck me in. "Ow, hey sweetie, watch the teeth!" "Sorry, less teeth huh?" "Yes, please, less teeth." Kathy began to kiss up and down my cock. She took her time and would ask my wife from time to time what I liked done. My wife knows I love to have my balls sucked. I keep them shaved so there's no distracting hair. Kathy licked down my shaft and tongued each of my nuts. She sucked one at a time into her mouth. I moaned in pleasure. My wife once again left us alone to get our pleasure. I played with Kathy's hair as she sucked me. I untied the robe she was wearing and proceeded to fondle her tits. She moaned a bit around my cock but quickly got back to business. "Maybe we should move upstairs, Kath" I said as I lifted her head off my cock. I quickly kissed her lips and taking her by the hand, led her upstairs to the bedroom. I quickly took off her robe and had her lay down on the bed. "Let's 69" "What's that?" she asked. "I'll eat your pussy and you suck my cock. No biting!" I laughed. I had her get on top. Normally, my wife is under me when we 69. I love to drive my cock deep into her throat but, with Kathy, I wanted to make sure she was comfortable doing it. Kathy quickly got on top of me and guided my cock to her mouth. As Kathy started to suck my cock, I reached up and stuck a finger in her pussy. She jumped a bit but soon got back in her rhythm. She was still using a bit too much teeth, but, it still felt damn good. Her pussy was starting to ooze a little and I ran my tongue from her asshole to her clit. She moaned around my cock and pushed her pussy back into my face. I love eating pussy and Kathy's was no exception. Other than being a bit too hairy for my tastes, it was sweet and delicious. I buried my tongue in her pussy and felt her come. My chin tapped her clit and she ground herself down on my face. She let go of my cock and sat straight up. Her back arched and she came again, drenching my face with her juices. I slapped her ass a couple of times and she jerked with each hit. Seems like pleasure from spanking runs in the f****y, I thought to myself. I ran my tongue over Kathy's clit and she jerked again. Sweet Jesus, I loved eating her pussy. When she bent over to take my cock into her mouth again, I inserted a finger in her cunt. I felt her pussy squeeze my finger as I started to move it in and out of her. I soon added another finger and then started to pump my hips to signal she should take my cock deeper into her mouth. Although new at cock sucking, she did her best to take as much of my cock as she could. She gagged several times and had to pull all the way off. I just went with the flow and continued to finger her and suck on her clit. When I ran a finger over her asshole, she moved away from it. Okay, let's not do that again, Donny boy. She soon moved back over my face but withdrew my cock from her mouth. "Not there, please." "Okay, just testing the waters." I replied. "Listen, let me titty fuck you now." "What's that?" "Titty fucking is just what it sounds like. You squeeze your tits together and I fuck the valley in-between. Then, I come on your face or tits. I won't do your face, I promise." "Okay, sounds like fun." I had her lay back on the bed and then I moved over her. I suckled on her tits for a while and made sure I got her cleavage nice and wet. I moved up over her chest and had her squeeze her breasts together. Her breasts were so nice. I began to pump my cock between her tits. "Lick the tip of my cock, baby" I said. Her tongue snaked out and she licked the head of my cock. I moved a little closer to her face and she began to suck on the head of my dick. "That's it baby, that feels so good!" I moaned. I moved back down a bit and really began to fuck her tits. She was squeezing her nipples as my cock moved back and forth between her tits. "I'm gonna cum baby. All over your beautiful titties." I heard her moan and then my cum shot out of my cock. The first spurt hit her chin. She tilted her head back so I didn't get any on her face. My second shot hit her neck and tits. I felt my balls contract again and I covered her tits with my sperm. I looked down and watched as she ran her hands over her tits. My come was pooling in the valley between her breasts. When she let her tits go, my come ran down to her stomach. She giggled a bit and dipped a finger and brought it to her mouth to taste. "Oh, too salty," she said with a grimace. "How the hell does Diane swallow this stuff?" "Maybe it's an acquired taste?" I replied. I got up to get a towel to wipe us off. As I was returning with the towel, Kathy was licking her fingers clean. "It's not too bad I guess," she smiled. "It feels so smooth on my breasts. My skin feels so soft." "Nature's own skin cream." I joked. I wiped her tits clean of my come and then bent down and sucked on her nipples. I then took her by the hand and led her to the shower where I left her. I went downstairs to find Diane and found her sl**ping on the couch. I bent down and kissed her forehead. "Lesson's over?" she asked sl**pily. "I think so. I don't want to make her sore. She'll probably be sore enough as it is. Besides, it's a start. She knows what sex is about. It's up to her to find her way from here, although, I wouldn't mind hitting that again." My wife playfully slapped me. "I bet you would! Hey, I've got two other s****rs for you to try." "In my dreams" I replied. "Maybe in your reality." I wasn't about to hold my breath on that one. Thirty minutes later, my s*s-in-law came downstairs fully dressed. She came over and sat on the couch. "Wow, that was interesting! Thanks for letting me find out what I've been missing." "My pleasure" I said. "Thanks for letting me be the one to teach you." She gave me a peck on the cheek and then kissed her s****r. "Thanks Diane, now I know why you guys have sex all the time. Don really is a gentle lover. I don't think I could have had a better teacher." "You're very welcome, Kath. You're also very welcome to come back for "refresher" courses if you want." I just smiled to myself.

First time with another guy, Another true story Pt SeXStoRY

I was very, very young as a matter of fact, I wasn't even a teen yet. I got my first blow job from of all people, my cousin which as I've read is fairly common. She lived about 3 hours away and while visiting one time, she asked if I had ever had a blow job. I truthfully answered no, she asked if I would like to find out what it felt like and I said sure, do you know somebody that will do it? She kinda laughed and said I'll do it. So we managed to slip off to ourselves and she said pull your dick out so I did. She started by taking it in her hand, inspecting it, then stroking and licking it. She then started at the head and took the entire length in her mouth and began pumping her mouth up and down my little cock. She did this for about five or ten minutes then stopped and asked if I liked it and I said yes. She then asked if I had ever came. I said no then she said I want to see if I can make you cum and I said ok so she continued sucking my dick but I never did cum. This continued for the entire weekend I was there. Every time we were alone, she had my dick in her mouth and I was licking and sucking her tits. I never did cum, I guess I was too young. I told that story to build up to this one. Every weekend I would stay with my grandparents and every other weekend my cousin would do the same since he had to go to his dads on the opposite weekends. We were both still very young, I was maybe twelve and he was a couple of years younger. Sometimes we would have the whole place to ourselves while my grandparents would go to yard sales. They would be gone for hours and we would raid my uncle's porn stash. He had several magazines and a few video tapes. We would watch the movies and get horny then show each other our erections. One day I asked him if he had ever done anything sexual, he said a few times with one of his mom's friends daughter. I told him about my other cousin and asked if he would ever do anything with another guy. He said I don't know would you? I said yeah if I knew that no one would find out then he said yeah me too. So I just came out with it and said " I'll suck your dick if you suck mine" he said ok so that's how it started. I loosened his pants and dropped them and his underwear to the floor, then got on my knees in front of him and started playing with his dick and balls. It was smaller than mine both in length and diameter but it was rock hard. I started licking it just like my other cousin had done to me and eventually was taking the whole thing in my mouth. I asked if it felt good and he said it did, I said ok now you do me and without hesitation, he soon had my pants around my ankles and my hard cock in his mouth. We went back and forth like that for hours. Neither of us had an orgasm but it sure felt good so from then on, every chance we got, we were sucking each other's dicks and enjoying every minute of it. To be continued

sl**ping Beauty SeXStoRY

This is a story of me and my ex right after we broke we were still pretty rocky, but she never hesitated to call me if she needed me. Once while handling an ant infestation over her house, she retired to her upstairs bedroom while I went to work. "Just let your self our when you're finished" she told me in a semi smart ass tone. What a bitch!! After all, here I was there helping her out! I always blamed her attitude on her mulatto genes, maybe her body was constantly at war with each other, black vs white. At the same time though, this gave her the perfect skin complexion and features, she resembled the pornstar Obsession so much it was ridiculous! After about an hour or so of exterminating i went upstairs to her room to let her know i was finished.Her room was dimly lit with the light from the television, and she was lying face down sl**ping. She was wearing an T-shirt too big for her, But then i noticed... she was also half covered with a thin white sheet from the waist down. The way the sheet met the curves of her ass and legs, she obviously wasnt wearing any pants or panties for that matter. I was hard instantly. To make matters worse, while she lay on her belly, she had one leg up higher than the other the perfect (and my favorite) position to fuck her from behind. It had been a while since we last fucked and my cock was rock hard in anticipation.It was like she was just begging to be fucked. Was she asl**p or was as she pretending? It really didnt matter, she was always a VERY hard sl**per and there were plenty of time before i had licked and sucked on her hard nipples while she was sl**ping without waking her. I had gone too long without sex and this was too much. I was going to fuck the shit out of her. I quickly stripped down and slipped my hand underneath the cover to feel her ass, i had almost forgotten how smooth and soft it was. I pulled the cover off a little more and kissed up her thigh all the way to her pussy. "M-mmmm" Her back arced slightly and she moaned. Arcing her back put her ass in the air a little more and gave me more room to lick her pussy. More and more moans...was she awake now? Was she dreaming? Again it didnt matter. I thrust my tongue in further making sure she felt everything. Grabbing her by her waist, I pulled her towards me and made her body move into my tongue. I could feel her body quivering as i lapped her clit with my tongue. Even in her sl**p she could feel my tongue sliding between her lips. Her pussy was dripping wet and ready, I had to be careful not to wake her though.. I moved my cock towards her pussy and slowly slid it in, she let out a little gasp, and moaned out: "shiiit...". It only made me harder, I pushed in deeper, she was even tighter than I remember. Her walls clenched trying to keep me out, but only pulled me in deeper. I grabbed her by her shoulders and slowly pulled her onto it. In and out from behind her, my black cock squeezed into her pale white pussy each time. She was moaning much louder now. She clenched a pillow and slid it over the back of her head to muffle her moans. I grabbed her by her arms from behind, and pulled her into me while fucking her. With her ass hitting my waist each time, I had managed to get it all the way in. She began throwing her ass back at me each time. "N-...no..nooo" she kept moaning, but her body was betraying her, she wanted me inside her just as bad as i wanted her. Her body was shaking as she came hard on my black cock and i thrust even deeper about to come inside. "Not..n-.. not inside..dont.." she whispered, but it was too late. I was cumming and her tight pussy was squeezing out every drop me. It seemed like I was coming forever, weeks worth of cum was being milked out and swallowed up by her pussy. With one final moan, her body quivered and slumped in the bed. Her orgasm had her so tired she was right back to sl**p. Not sure how much she remembers or how much she doesnt, but perhaps now she know what will happen if she falls asl**p around a horny guy with no panties on ;)

Aunt submits part 4 SeXStoRY

Be sure to read these in order or they wont be as good or sensible all true stories enjoy.... Gawd Joan you really gave it to me that time,her butt gas smelled like shit but tasted sweet like cotton candy.She pulled her niteshirt back down and sat back down blushing as red as a beet.Oh David she said that was over the top Im so embarrassed I dont know how it happened so spontaneous....sorry. Its Ok Joan you know I luved it but dont feel you have to do anything your not comfortable with OK? I understand she replied.I guess i got carried away for a second.Possibly I said but dont feel bad or guilty I enjoyed it no harm no foul. She replied well Ive learned a lot about you and my dear neice these last few days guess Im just trying to digest it all.No pun intended she chuckled... We finished our second cup of joe and chatted about nothing for awhile longer.Aunt Joan stood up and told me I need the bathroom now shall I leave it unflushed for you today David? If you feel Ok with that I told her yes its up to you.She replied feels kind strange but Im OK with it now that I know your wife is Ok with it.She stood up spreading her ample thighs and I got a good look at her sparsly haired bush and a good look at her slit.Give me a few minutes dave then you can have the bathroom.She trotted down the hall and into the bathroom closing the door but not tightly as she always had before.I thought to myself by months end she will be using the john with the door wide open as my wife and I always did before she moved in.This is easier than I thought it would be.In fact I figured nothing like this could happen but am enjoying it all the same. She emerged about 5 mins later and said its all your,s dave enjoy...Then went to her room and closed the door.I got up and went into the bathroom the stool lid was closed but I knew it was shitty because the bathroom was ripe with fumes.My cock sprang up and I started stroking it gently making myself wait before opening the lid to see joans treasure.After a few mins. I knelt before the pot opened the lid and saw 3 nice brown logs floating above some runny pudding and some stained paper.I pulled one of the logs out carefully as to not break it and inhaled its fragrant earthy scent.Joan your shit is devine I thought to myself I bit off a inch and slowly chewed it up and swallowed.Ummm We have a plastic bowl in the cabnet and I got it out and deposited the rest in the bowl,I want to save this for later my wife will enjoy this too.I snapped the lid on and washed my hands My cock was begging for a cumm I decided to put the bowl in our bedroom and finish jacking in there .I walked past Joans room and could hear muffled sounds her door being closed tight It sounded like she was crying.Joan are you OK I asked?no answer I knocked on her door and asked again Joan are you OK? Still no reply I turned the doorknob and gently opened her door and peered through the slight crack.Joan was on her back sliding a vibrator in her pussy and moaning softly.I gently closed the door and went into our room.I pulled my shorts off layed back and opened the bowl up and started jacking off with Joans waste inches from my nose.In seconds my cumm was spurting like a fountain all over my belly and chest............Part 5 soon