Backpacking with his sister Part 2 [FM][Inc][Outdoor]

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The chilly morning cold slowly pulled Brian out of his sleep, but finding his naked sister cuddled in his arms next to him fully woke him up in an instant. He sat up straight, trying to understand what had happened and how they could possibly get themselves out of this mess. Failing to come up with anything he sank back, letting out a sigh and running a hand through Lucy’s hair. She was as beautiful asleep as she was awake, the short brown hair soft to his touch as much as her cheek.

Running his fingers over her cheek woke her up, an equally relaxed and exhausted smile creeping over her face. He wanted to pull his hand back, but she grabbed his wrist and pulled him closer.

Her head turned slightly as she looked at him with one eye still closed. “Good morning.”

Brian chuckled and leaned in to kiss her neck. “I didn’t just dream last night, did I?”

Lucy turned around, locking her arm around him and pulling him in for a kiss, their lips meeting hungrily.

Then she pulled back and giggled slightly. “Does that feel like dreaming?”

Backpacking with his sister Part 2 [FM][Inc][Outdoor]

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The chilly morning cold slowly pulled Brian out of his sleep, but finding his naked sister cuddled in his arms next to him fully woke him up in an instant. He sat up straight, trying to understand what had happened and how they could possibly get themselves out of this mess. Failing to come up with anything he sank back, letting out a sigh and running a hand through Lucy’s hair. She was as beautiful asleep as she was awake, the short brown hair soft to his touch as much as her cheek.

Running his fingers over her cheek woke her up, an equally relaxed and exhausted smile creeping over her face. He wanted to pull his hand back, but she grabbed his wrist and pulled him closer.

Her head turned slightly as she looked at him with one eye still closed. “Good morning.”

Brian chuckled and leaned in to kiss her neck. “I didn’t just dream last night, did I?”

Lucy turned around, locking her arm around him and pulling him in for a kiss, their lips meeting hungrily.

Then she pulled back and giggled slightly. “Does that feel like dreaming?”

Brittany’s New Puppy: Going Deeper [ff] [bst] [inc]

“Shit,” Sarah swore softly under her breath. She sat on her bed, watching her sister Brittany with an almost morbid fascination. Brittany lay on her stomach on the ground, completely naked and pinning down her dog Sasha as she sucked on his large canine cock. She worked with enthusiasm, her hand pumping tirelessly while she bobbed up and down, her tongue teasing the full length of the animal’s shaft. As Sarah watched, Brittany pulled away, a victorious grin on her face.

“Yes!” Brittany exclaimed, laughing as ropes of cum exploded from Sasha’s dick, coating her face with thick dog jizz. Sarah sighed, a little impressed by her younger sister, but mostly hoping that she’d forget the…

“Looks like I win,” Brittany said, suddenly standing in front of Sarah and pulling her out of her thoughts.

“It was hardly a fair bet to begin with,” Sarah countered. “You’ve sucked Sasha off so much more than I have.”

“It’s not like I ever stopped you,” Brittany replied. “And besides, you had like twenty minutes. I could see him getting bored waiting for you to give up.”

Looking for an old forum

I found a forum a long time ago where basically there was a post about writing a one shot story and the themes were incest bestiality and group and I remember that the second story on that list was about a football team having an orgy on the bus on the way back home. I can’t remember the website but I know it had a green background and it was in the style of a forum so the stories were all comments

[Mf] [inc] My sister’s sleep over

I was sitting on my couch watching tv and waiting for my little 12 year old sister to show up. I had just moved into my apartment and she was excited about seeing at spending the weekend with me. There was a knock at the door and I jumped to answer it, I opened the door and greeted my sister “hey Ashley!”
I realized she had our 13 year old cousin Michelle with her. “You brought her, I didn’t know she was coming.”
I hugged Ashley and turned to Michelle and hugged her. “It’s good to see you!” She gave me a big smile, “it’s good to see you too, I hope you don’t mind me coming too.”
“Not at all, you’re always welcome.” I replied.
I led them inside giving them a quick tour, it was a two bedroom apartment so it didn’t take long. As I walked them back to living room I noticed Michelle had begun to develop, she still had a flat chest, but her butt was cute. I knew I shouldn’t be checking her out but it’s not like I was trying to feel her up or anything.
The rest of the afternoon was uneventful, I cooked a quick dinner for us and we watched a couple of movies. Both girls decided it was time to get ready for bed and ran to my guest bedroom. I was lying on my couch looking for something else to watch when they came back, my draw almost dropped when Michelle came around the corner, she was wearing a tight tank top and boy shorts. I hoped she didn’t see my reaction as she lied on the floor to continue watching tv.
Before long Ashley had fallen asleep, I noticed Michelle had kind of shook her and she didn’t respond. Michelle rolled over and looked at me, “I saw how you looked at me earlier, do you like what you see?” She spread her legs, giving me a good view of her crotch. I swallowed hard, “you’re very cute, but you should not be acting this way, you are too young and we are cousins.”
She quickly got to her feet and took the couple of steps towards me and sat down on the edge of the couch next to me. She put her hand on my thigh, I knew it was wrong but her hand felt really good there. I put my hand on hers and moved it up slightly trying to give her the hint that she could continue.
I sat up, moving in close to her face, I could feel her breath as she whispered, “I only came over here because I have been attracted to you since I was little.” I gave her a quick kiss, “you are still little,” I put my hand on her thigh as I kissed her again, our tongues touching, I couldn’t believe I was so weak to let her do this to me.
I pulled her tank top off over her head and pushed her back on the couch, kissing her neck working my way to her little boobs. I sucked and licked her nipples, she started to moan and I remembered that my little sister was still on the floor. “You have to be quiet,” I whispered to her before I continued sucking on her nipples. Her breathing was shallow and quick as I moved down her stomach, I hooked my fingers on her shorts and pulled them down. I got a nice view of her little pussy, it had just a little bit of hair, and I could see her wetness in the glow from the tv.
I gently kissed her slit and ran my tongue over her clit, she moved her hips in response. I ran my hands over thighs as I explored her hole with my tongue. She ran her hands through my hair as she suppressed her moaning. I sucked on her clit as I worked my finger into her pussy, and I could her gasp as it went it her. She was tight, and she tasted good, I was intoxicated by her juices.
I stood up quickly and removed my shorts and underwear, and my cock fully hard. I gave her slit a quick kiss before working my way back up her stomach and chest. “Are you ok?” I asked as I put the head of my cock on her pussy. “She smiled and nodded, “I’m more than ok.”
I slowly started to push my cock into her, she had her hands on my arms and she gripped tighter as I pushed deeper in her. She inhaled sharply as I got all the way in her, I held myself there so she could get used to the feeling. I kissed her lips and began slowly pumping in and out of her, I loved the feeling of her tiny body so close to mine. She was so tight and I only lasted a few minutes, it had been a while for me, I pulled out and shot my load on her stomach. I collapsed on top of her, both of us breathing hard, we kissed some more and held each other close. “We need to get cleaned up.” I whispered to her, remembering that Ashley was down on the floor. We quietly grabbed our clothes and ran to the bathroom to clean up. “That was great! I’m glad you were my first!” Michelle said nervously. I gave her a quick kiss, “no problem, but we cannot tell anyone about this.” She smiled and ran back to the living room. She was already lying next to Ashley by the time I got in the room. I decided to sleep on the couch so we could be close to each other, and both of us were fast asleep within a few minutes.

Brittany’s New Puppy [ff] [bst] [inc]

Technically, the whole family adopted Sasha, but from an early age it became apparent that he was Brittany’s dog. He answered only to her call, slept at the foot of her bed, and spent every waking moment he could right by her side. At first Sarah was jealous, but in time she simply smiled at the dog’s antics. It certainly wasn’t anything personal, and the time the dog left her alone was simply more time to attend to her studies.

At 20, Sarah was bookish in both character and appearance, her quiet demeanor appropriately matched by her short cut blonde hair and plain, conservative glasses. Her usually flat face would occasionally morph into a subtle smile at an amusing anecdote, but she rarely laughed or made humor of her own.

Even Sarah’s body seemed to reflect her aura. She was thin, almost painfully so, and those who had never seen her workout might deem her fragile. She remained well toned, her legs and butt cut and tight from many a brisk jog, though try as she might she couldn’t enhance her small breasts. Sarah rarely stood out in a crowd, but she was content this way. Few bothered to bother her.

An inappropriate relationship with my step-dad…pt 3 [FM]

*This is part of a series of stories that have to do with a very inappropriate relationship I had with my step-dad during the summer between my Sophomore and Junior year in college. You can read part one [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7hvg2c/an_inappropriate_relationship_with_my_stepdadpt_1/) and part two [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7i8ran/an_inappropriate_relationship_with_my_stepdadpt_2/). To be clear, I’m not into incest, I don’t have daddy issues, and I don’t call anyone daddy (not even my dad!). It’s something I hadn’t thought about in a long time but a recent conversation brought it back to light and just seemed like it was interesting enough to share here.*

Things definitely changed a bit after that night. For starters, I would hear my mom and Paul go at it almost nightly which hadn’t been the case before. Paul also got a little more brave and when I would catch him stealing glances at me, he wouldn’t turn away. He would just give me a knowing smile which, to be honest, I liked. Whenever Paul and I would end up alone in a room, I would casually circle my finger over my nipple and harden it, making it poke through my top. Or I would swing my legs open, not to show anything since I mostly wore shorts, but just to let his imagination run a little wild.

The Lonely Freak Delusion – [Ff][inc]

I can almost guarantee that every adult you know is operating under the same basic misunderstanding. Let’s call it the Lonely-Freak Delusion. All of them, your boss, your parents, your friends, share this delusion: they all think that *they* are uniquely, or at least unusually, messed up, while everyone else has got their shit together.

This conclusion is so obvious, so natural, that it takes concerted effort and training to overcome it. Everyone you know is fucked up, just as much as you, and yet they *all* think that everyone else has their ducks in a row.

Let me show you: here is the subway and here comes the train, kicking up little puffs of dust in its wake. The doors slide open and we glide silently into the carriage. It’s late on a Saturday afternoon and most of the seats are vacant. This is George. He is 37 and works in the building trade. He wants, more than anything, to share his wife of ten years with another man. Sometimes he thinks of particular men: his boss, his best friend, his father, but mostly the men are faceless. Just cocks with which to ravage and degrade Jenny, his wife and his best friend in the whole world.

Aunt Jane comes to Town [mF] [oral] [anal] [creampie] [inc] [mast] [huml]

When Charlie was 16, he spend the night at his uncle’s house for a weekend. He was close to his uncle, but he was really close to his Aunt Jane — she married into the family. Aunt Jane was hysterically funny, a fantastic cook, and had a sort of Rose McGowan look to her (before the surgery).

It happened that Charlie was visiting at a bad time. First of all, Aunt Jane and Charlie’s uncle were going through a divorce. She had moved into the guest room. And second, Aunt Jane wasn’t even there.

Aunt Jane called and asked to speak to her favorite nephew.

“Listen, kid,” she said. “I know there’s another guest room in the house, but I’ve moved into the better guest room. Since I’m away, why don’t you sleep in my bed? It’s more comfortable and the pillows are better. Feel free to use a drawer if you need it.”

That night, he went snooping, as most 16 year olds do, through her stuff. Her panties. Her bra. And then, he opened the nightstand drawer next to the bed and his eyes nearly fell out of his skull.

Mom saved the day [mff] [inc] [twins] [oral] [mast] [cum]

Anna and Sally—twins—were home for the holidays on their winter break from college. They’d both just turned 21 and were in their childhood room having a heated argument.

Their mother, hearing the commotion from downstairs, went up to intervene and try to help the girls cool down. But before she did, she snooped, like she always had, right outside their bedroom door to get the truth before they could try and lie.

They were arguing about a boy.

“Enough,” their mother said as she knocked on their door and entered. “What is going ON in here? It’s the holidays! Can’t we all just get along?”

“It’s nothing,” Anna said.

“You would say that,” Sally said.

“What is going on? Tell me everything and maybe I’ll have a way to resolve this fight,” their mother said.

“It’s Tom,” Sally said.

“Tom the boy from high school?”

“He’s back for Christmas, too, and we just saw him at a bar,” Sally said.

“And I like him and Sally is trying to steal him away from me,” Anna snapped.

“I liked him first!” Sally shouted.