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My Sister Lizzy [MF] [MM]

“Make love to me.”
I stepped up to her and began to undress her while looking deep into her eyes.
Starting with her top I lifted her arms and very slowly raised the shirt and removed it.
Leaning in for another kiss I undid her bra and she shook it off of her shoulders.

In front of me were the most wonderful breasts, as I said she had these little “A” cups with a chest that was almost flat and a pair of nipples that stood proud, like a pair of pencil erasers.

Lizzy loved her little titties and would look down with distaste to anyone who thought breasts make a woman and I loved her for that.
I spent a long while just teasing them to their full hardness.
Taking a lesson from Lizzy’s own playbook I went to my closet and took a wide black tie.

Stepping up to Lizzy I asked her “Do you trust me?”
“Yes” Was her answer.
I requested that she stand passive and not to touch me until I ask her.
Taking the tie I placed it around her eyes and tied it, blocking her vision.
I turned her away from me and began to trace my finger ever so gently across her spine and along the lines of her back.
As I did this you could see little shivers crawl up her back wherever my fingers had just traveled. Read more »

My Sister Lizzy ]MF] [MM] [Incest] (Part 2)

Lizzy told me she thought that cum would taste horrible, but she was wrong.
It tasted salty but wonderful, she especially liked the silky feel of cum in her mouth.

“I think Dave is going to be surprised next time we go out, and to think I denied myself and Dave this pleasure, I’m done being a “good girl.” ”

After we returned home I had to go into town to run some errands.
As I got into town I ran into Dave, we made some small talk about nothing at all.
Just before we parted Dave started asking me about Lizzy and what she thought about their relationship.

“Dave, I’m not in the best position to tell you what she thinks.
I will say that she likes you a lot and hasn’t said anything negative.
One other thing and if you tell her that I said this to you she will kill me and you know what kind of temper she has, the kind of temper that you never want to be on the receiving end of twice in your life. Read more »

My Sister Lizzy [MF] [MM] [BDSM] [M18] [F21]

My name is Frank and I have a story to tell you.
Growing up I idolized my sister.
Lizzy was three years older then I and my best friend.
Always helping my with my homework and my protector.

We lived with our mom in a rural area in a farm community.
Our home and land had been in the family for five generations.
Mom was divorced and worked two jobs to keep our home and land from the bank.

Because of this my sister took charge of raising me and looking after the house.
What we lacked in money we more than made up for in friends and family.

Mom did have a boyfriend Steve.
They had a very casual friendship.
I don’t think ether of them had planned to become more serious than friendship and the occasional night between the sheets.

Lizzy was by far the most beautiful and popular girl in school, every boy with nerve enough would try to get her to go out with them.
Lizzy spent a lot of time fending off her suitors.

Try as they might, she was faithful to her boyfriend Dave.
Dave didn’t have a jealous bone in his body, he loved the idea that other tried and failed to win her favor. Read more »

The Game Part ]MF] ]MM ][FF] ]BDSM]

Looking into her eyes, I leaned in for a kiss.

What I didn’t expect was the level of passion that she would return to my lips.

Had I been wearing sneakers the rubber soles would have melted from the heat she generated in my body with that kiss.

As we kissed she reached down with one hand to stroke my cock and the other to cradle and play with my balls.

Suddenly I felt a hand on my bottom stroking the crack and finally teasing my little hole.

When I felt a finger begin to penetrate me, my cock got harder than I ever remember and the pre-cum poured out by the quart.

So much pleasure, I was forced to pull away or blow my load there and then.

As I stepped away, I picked up Sakura and lay her on the card table.

Holding her arms out to Dave she asked him to return the favor I did for Lynn.

Pulling up a chair Dave leaned in to feast upon Sakura’s sex.

Sakura is one of those girls to whom sexual satisfaction is proclaimed by screams of joy followed by loud vocalizations. Read more »

My Step Sister [MF] [MM] [Spanking]

MY STEP SISTER

This is an account of my experience with the step sister
who came into my home for a short period.

After my mom remarried I had a new step sister her name was Joni.
We were the same age, both of us were 18 at the time.

One night when our parents were out for the night I was up in my room and watching porn.
My shorts were off and I was stroking my cock to it’s full hardness.

Joni was down stairs watching TV.
Normally I am able to hear anyone walking around the house however today I was so engrossed in what I was doing I failed to hear her come up the stairs.
I had neglected to close my door fully, there was just a sliver of a gap.

Suddenly I was aware of Joni walking past the door.
I hurriedly attempted to cover myself but it was to late she had seen what I was doing.
As she walked past into her room and I felt relieved thinking maybe she didn’t see anything. Read more »

The Game Part 2 (MF) (MM) (FF)

OK folks, what is my bid for this strapping young man.
Look at the muscles on his arms, those are as sturdy a set of legs as you will ever see.”

Turning me around with her hand still gripping my manhood, she followed up with.
“Take a look at his back, strong and solid, you’ll get a lot of work out of this one.

And as an added bonus, take a look at his… well you know what, nicest one I’ve seen in years.

So let’s begin the bidding.

“I don’t know, I mean, he looks OK.
But we have no proof of your claims!” Lynn stated.

“Please, ladies and gentlemen, if you are patient we will supply all the proof one would need.” Sakura told the others.

Turning me around, my back to the others Sakura bent me over at the waist.

“Now folks just look at the ass on this one.
It’s as tight as you might imagine, solid just listen to this muscle tone.”

With that her hand descended upon my bottom with a loud smack as it landed across my ass.
Three… four… six… ten times her palm came down across my bottom. Read more »

Your sub, treat them properly

THE SUB

One afternoon I was searching through the BDSM section of Reddit posts.

I chanced upon a girl with many questions about her present relationship and issues she was having with her Dom.

It’s not often when I would respond to a post.

Yet something in her words struck a chord within my heart.

Her so called Dom was pressing her into doing things that would have been detrimental to her ability to trust people in the future.

What ensued was a long series of conversations around her and my past and present relationships.

She was quite unhappy with the way things were going with her Dom and was trying to find a way out of her predicament.

Her needs were not being met by him and it appears that he had no clue that his attempt at being a Dom were in no way helpful to her growth and well being.

Even though there is a vast difference in our ages (I being the older of us.) I began to feel for her plight.

We have all been there, in relationships that don’t work, yet we feel reluctant to leave. Read more »

The Adventures of Frank and Karen Part 1 [MF] [MM] [BDSM]

ONCE UPON A TRAIN RIDE

It was cold.
It was dark out and this is Chicago the night before Thanksgiving.
The wind was gusting, tipping the scales towards 60 mph.
And I am standing on the platform waiting for the Metra train to arrive.

I was on my way to visit my friends downstate for the Holiday.
As an employee of the railroad I was “Dead heading”, this was a perk the railroad allowed us.
We could travel for free anytime we wanted.

I knew today the train was going to be crowded with everyone trying to get to home to see friends and family.
As I boarded the train I discovered just how right I was.
The train was filling up fast and people were scrambling for a seat.

Picking a seat at the rear of the last car I waited to see who I would be my seat mate for the next three and a half hours or so as we made our way to Springfield.
Oh please not the three hundred pound guy headed down the aisle. Read more »