Tim discovers his step sister’s secret part 16

Part 16 The Fall

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Linda, unaware of the gathering shitstorm that had her in the crosshairs, was feeling her usual horny self. With Tim off somewhere, and Chloe sleeping, she wanted her 10 inch dicked lover to come over and ream her holes. Unfortunately, he had to attend some dumb ass company awards presentation that his girlfriend was getting an award, and she knew he would be required to fuck her after the awards. Still, there was a solution. Linda smirked as she thought about it, this should be fun.

Very soon, her newest lover was in the bedroom. It was Bodie, Chloe’s boyfriend. With her daughter extolling the virtues of Bodie’s big dick, Linda naturally wanted to get that dick to stuff her. Since Chloe slept like a rock, it had been easy to sneak into her bedroom and wake the sleeping Bodie. His cock had been rock hard, she virtually drooled as she had seen his 9 inch dick tenting up the sheets. Oh yes, that would stuff her very nicely. And what Chloe wouldn’t know, couldn’t hurt her.

Wild Week Chapter 4 (family fun)

CHAPTER 4 : Still Tuesday

Madeline James was standing at the kitchen counter wearing her white terrycloth bath robe when Gayla knocked on the back door at 11:30. “Come on in, Gay,” Madeline called. Gayla entered, dressed in jeans and a flower print blouse. “Hi,” Maddie greeted her. “Do you want a cup of tea? I was just fixing myself one.”

“Please,” Gayla replied, sitting down at the kitchen table.

Madeline got out another cup and put a tea bag into it, then poured hot water out of the kettle into both cups. She brought the steaming mugs over to the table, setting one in front of her friend before sitting down across from her with her own. Stirring in a spoonful of honey, Madeline asked, “So, what are you doing today?”

“Oh, I’ve got to go grocery shopping this afternoon, plus I’ve got to go to the dry cleaner to pick up Bill’s suits for tomorrow,” Gayla said, slowly stirring her tea.

Wild Week chapter 3 (family fun)

CHAPTER 3 : Tuesday

Billy didn’t wake until 9 the next morning when his alarm went off. Groggily, he reached out and groped for the off button. “Shit,” he cursed, squinting at the clock. He had missed Brianna. He remembered how her tits had bobbled under her T-shirt at supper last night, her nipples poking out on either side of the teddy bear on her chest. He rolled out of bed, checked Madeline’s window through the binoculars, seeing no sign of her, then went down the hall to the bathroom. After taking a leak, he went downstairs and got a bowl of cereal, eating it in front of the TV watching American Gladiators. When he finished, he went back up to his room and got dressed for practice. He decided he had better wake Mom before leaving.

He went down the hall to her door and raised his hand to knock, but hesitated. Instead, he slowly turned the doorknob, opening the door an inch as silently as he could, and peeked in through the crack. The door was only a few feet from Mom’s side of the bed, with her night table between the two. His breath caught as he saw Mom sleeping, lying on her back with one arm across her face and her mouth open. She had no covers on and her short white nightgown was hiked up around her waist, revealing the large bushy triangle of her dark red-brown muff. He eased the door open quietly and crept over to the side of the bed.

Wild Week chapter 2 (family fun)

Chapter 2 : Later on Monday

Gayla didn’t reawaken until after 11 o’clock. Yawning, she stretched her naked body under the covers and looked over at the clock. She was surprised at the time. Usually, Billy would wake her before leaving for his baseball practice, then she wouldn’t see him again until dinnertime. Throwing back the covers, she swung her legs out over the edge of the bed and sat up, arching her back and stretching her arms up over her head in another mighty yawn. She ruffled her fingers through her thick auburn hair, which she had gotten cut tomboyishly short a few months before. She was still not used to it after having kept it long since she was a girl. Her body felt nicely fatigued from her early morning workout, though she felt badly in need of a bath. Sweat had dried on her body and her pubic hair was matted with the dried juices from their lovemaking. She smiled as she remembered Bill’s urgency when she had made him beg, the wild, almost desperate look in his eyes. She loved to drive him wild with desire before letting her own passion sweep her away.

Tim discovers his step sister’s secret part 15

Part 15 Dad is informed.

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After relaxing for a short while, Alexa and Tim set themselves to right. Just as they returned to the main cabin, Tim pushed the Private button off. In 30 seconds, Candace was there, smiling and asking them if they’d like a luncheon.

Tim noticed the flushed face, the gleam in her eyes. He had a feeling that Alexa’s cries of passion had not gone unnoticed by Candace, and she had taken matters in hand, so to speak. Mmmmm, the idea that Candace’s hot body was in throes of masturbational glory while he was riding deep inside the heat of Alexa’s soft, buttery depths was most stimulating.

As Candace returned to the galley area to get their luncheon, Alexa leaned in and cooed to Tim, “She looks like she had some hot fun, thanks to my being so vocal!”

Tim whispered back, “Sure looks like that to me!”

Alexa’s mind was running, and she said softly, “After we’ve told you Dad everything, what do we do?”

Tim replied, “Well, we’ll probably return home, I get the feeling that Dad might have us stay away from the house for a couple of days while he deals with throwing her out.”

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Wild Week chapter one (family fun)

CHAPTER 1 : Monday

Gayla Ward was awakened by the incessant buzz of the alarm clock. She was lying on her side, one hand clamped between her thighs, the other rested between her heavy breasts, twisted into the sheer fabric of her pink baby-doll nightie. She groaned softly in frustration. She opened her sleep heavy eyelids and squinted at the dial. 6:45 Monday morning. Time to wake Bill up for work. As usual, he was still sound asleep at her back, lightly snoring, oblivious to the racket. After twenty years of marriage she was still surprised by him. He could sleep through a hurricane, she often thought. She reached out and cut off the alarm.

“Bill, time to get up,” she said, stretching as she rolled over to face him. He was 40 years old, 5 feet 10 inches tall with curly black hair and was still a fit and trim 175 pounds. He lay flat on his back wearing only pajama bottoms, one arm shielding his eyes from the morning sunlight streaming in the window on his side of the bed. He had kicked off the covers and his legs and free arm were splayed out haphazardly. She looked down and gasped lightly as she saw his 8 1/2 inch cock standing out from the flap in his pajamas. A thrill ran through her body. He had a piss hard-on that was as rigid and upright as a flag pole.

Val and Bridget’s prdeal, part 5, finale (non consent, mother, daughter)

Max took her hips in his hands again and slowly eased her off his cock. Her ass was still so tight that it held onto his cock and made the withdrawal almost as difficult as the insertion had been. His glans finally popped out of her and the mixture of all her juices and his two loads oozed very slowly between her reddened cheeks.

“You’re going to have to take a shower, sweetheart. You can’t go around all sweaty and sticky and with my jism running down your legs.” Max said.

“But I wanna do it again!” she protested, standing beside the bed. Max rolled to his feet and stood next to her, his cock jutting up proudly from between his sticky thighs.

“Well, maybe we can shower together.” He said it with such a straight face that it took her a moment to get it. Then that glorious smile returned and she became coy.

“Conserve water, too.” she nodded. She took his hand and led him towards the bathroom.

Val and Bridget’s ordeal part 4 (non consent, mother, daughter)

He was in her cunt, all nine inches of his turgid prick stuffed securely up her no longer virgin passage. He could see her cunt lips stretched tautly around the girth of his huge cock, but there was no blood. He hadn’t hurt her. He began to caress the unconscious Bridget as her orgasm receded, tenderly stroking her sweaty sides, playing with her hugely engorged nipples as he waited for her to regain consciousness. A few minutes later, she moaned and her dazed, bright blue eyes flickered open.

“Oh my God!” she murmured, “What happened?” Her body relaxed back against his knees.

“Welcome back to the world, Babe.” Max said. His hands cupped the full mounds of her breasts, fingers teasing her spiked nipples. “You came so hard that you fainted.” He wasn’t surprised that she seemed to have accepted her situation. She was fully in the grip of the drug now, and would be a willing participant in her own debauchery.

“I never faint.” Bridget said. “Why would I start now?” She arched her back, pressing her tits into his hands, enjoying his slow, teasing caresses.

Val and Bridget’s ordeal part 3 (non consent, mother, daughter)

Bridget moaned and her eyes fluttered as she began to regain consciousness. He allowed her to slump forward again, moving her so that her fat young tit landed in his mouth. He sucked on her nipple, feeling the tender bud growing erect on his tongue.

Bridget’s eyes drifted open, and the dazed teen tried to make sense of what was going on. She was kneeling on her mother’s bed, hunched over on somebody’s head. There was a hand running up and down her back, slowly and softly, from the nape of her neck to the crack of her ass. There was something enormously soothing about the caress. There was something warm and wet doing wonderful things to her right nipple, and something else was teasing and tugging lightly on her left nipple. They both felt swollen, like they did when she played with them in the shower, only more so. And… Yes, her pussy was getting wet. It always did, when she played with her tits. All together, it felt marvelous to the still woozy girl. She moaned softly and arched her back slightly, forcing her right tit deeper into the mouth that was teasing her nipple.

Niece takes control part 12

I felt a body cuddling against me, a gentle hand playing with my cock, opening my eyes, it was dark, and I felt a body climibing on top of me. Stephanie was next to me, still asleep, and Lara’s voice cooed, “Now, let my ride you my loving husband, so I can control what we do.”

I was more than happy to let Lara get the control the rape had taken away from her, and I felt my cock poised agains a hot wetness, then the slow filling slide, oh fuck, so fucking good, Lara’s gasps joined in as she slowly slid down my cock, not stopping until with a louder gasp, she had my cock buried.

Lara purred, “Mmm, mmmm, mmmmmm.” She paused for a few moments, then she started to rock slowly, taking me at a pace she was comfortable with. I watched the sight, my wife’s nude body, a dim silhouette in the darkness, moving back and forth, rocking her body and my world.

Next to me, Stephanie stirred, and she quickly took in the scene. She crawled over to where Lara was rocking and cooed, “Oh yes Auntie, ride your loving hubby, when he fills you up with hot spunk, I promise to suck out every drop.”

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