bro & sis----part-1 thru 8-of-8

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Bro & Sis

Part-1-of-8

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My name is Keith and I’m a 20-year-old pre-law student. My 18-year-old sister’s name is Susan, and she’s a senior year in high school. Our parents divorced while we were in grade school and we lived with our father, Robert, until we were in junior high. After Dad married Linda, and they thought that it would be good for our emotional development if we got to know our mother better. At his direction, we started spending more time with our mother Stephanie, and her new husband, Paul, at their house.

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I was sitting in the living room one day, reading, when in walked my sister.

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“What’re ya’ reading, big bro?” she asked nosily, throwing herself into a nearby chair.

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Without looking up from my book, I answered, “Psychology.”

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“Sounds deep, what's it about?”

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“Human sexual behavior,” I answered, “You know, how people are turned on by kinky and forbidden sex.” I wasn’t sure if I was going to scare her away or get her attention.

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“Sounds interesting,” returned Susan thoughtfully. “Tell me more.”

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“Well, whether they admit it or not, everyone is drawn to ‘evil’ and ‘disgusting’ things, and the kinkier the better. Kinky things are like the flame to a moth; they each have their own peculiar fascination and beauty,” I answered.

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“Such as?” she asked.

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“The most unique and supreme pleasure of having sex lies within the thought and act of doing evil. For instance one of man’s biggest turn-ons throughout the ages has been incest. Look at the history of European royalty for example, sons marrying mothers, brothers marrying sisters, fathers and daughters, and of course cousins marrying cousins. The most common, though, is a mother fornicating with their sons. If their mothers are the least bit attractive, even if unspoken it is almost universal for pre-pubescent boys to lust after their mothers…and their sisters.

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Of course there are other strange things that excite people, too. There are untold fantasies: bondage, sado-masochism, role-playing, and who knows what else.” I explained. “The list is endless.”

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From the puzzled look on Susan’s face as she moved over by my chair, it appeared that I’d piqued her curiosity. “Mothers and sons,” she mused, "and brothers and sisters?” When she knelt beside my chair, I looked down into her curious eyes, eyes that were framed in subdued shades of purple eye shadow. I had no doubt she understood what I was talking about. Even though she hadn’t quite finished high school, she was very bright for her age and always wanted to know about people and their unusual experiences. I'm sure she had a lot more of her own unusual experiences than the average 18-year-old did.

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“So big brother, are you turned on by your little sister?” she asked coyly.

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“As a matter of fact, there are certain aspects of your sexual practices that do interest me.” As I said this, I noticed the way her breasts filled out her T-shirt. It didn’t look like she was wearing a bra, and they seemed the perfect size for her slender body. “Are you interested in breaking the moral rules of ‘polite society’ and experiencing some of these strange sexual practices?” I innocently inquired.

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“Of course, and if you're interested, it almost has to involve breaking the rules or laws. If I’m not mistaken, that's the kind of stuff they’ll be teaching you in law school.” She answered with arched eyebrows.

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“It’s not just breaking the rules,” I added, “it’s also about going beyond normal limits of so-called decent society. Some writers and artists believe that breaking the moral rules of society is necessary if you really want to experience life. One even lived with a prostitute for several years.”

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“I'm not a prude, but I don’t break the rules just to be breaking rules,” she cautioned. “There would have to be something in it for me or at the very least some point to it.”

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“True,” I said. "But the point is that when you go beyond normal limits and indulge in the most unusual forms of sensuality, you become super-charged to society. People will think that what you do is depraved and dangerous.” Knowing she was sexually active, I asked her, “Did you ever do anything wild with one of your boyfriends? I mean, have you ever done it in a weird or unusual place?”

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"Oh yeah, once in the back of the auditorium at school. We cut class and hid out there. Grant bent me over the back of a seat, flipped up my skirt and gave me 4 or 5 hard swats on the ass. Then he pulled my panties aside, and fucked me doggie-style right then and there.”

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I was surprised that she was being so blatantly open with me. Testing the waters, I asked, “Did you have an orgasm?”

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“He made me cum three times. Once while he was spanking me and twice while he was fucking me”

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I shifted in my seat. “Go on”

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“When the bell rang, we straightened our clothes, and walked out like nothing had happened.”

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“Was the risk of getting caught exciting?”

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“God, yes; just cutting class and sneaking in there made me wet, and knowing that we could get caught made me cum all over myself.”

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“See what I mean, even a minor sin can heighten your pleasure.”

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“Okay, Keith, let's quit beating around the bush. If you’re thinking about fucking me, it isn’t going to’ happen. Not possible.”

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Trying to look innocent but still looking for an opening, I casually asked, “So, what is possible?"

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Surprised by my question, Susan hesitated. As I sat there waiting for an answer, I could tell that she was seriously considering all the possibilities. Finally, she blurted out, “Okay, you can eat my pussy.” Then with a smirk added, “If that is eating your little sister’s pussy sinful enough for you?”

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“Eating your pussy will be a great experiment,” I smiled.

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“Okay, I’ll let you eat my pussy, but you’ll owe me,” she warned.

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I was hesitant. “Owe you one what?”

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“Hell, I don’t know, I haven’t even thought about it yet. But, when I decide, I’ll let you know.” Then getting back to business, she asked, “Is anyone else home?”

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“No, Linda’s at work won’t be home for a couple of hours and Dad, as usual is out of town on business.”

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“Good, then let’s go to your bedroom.” For someone who wouldn’t let me fuck her, she sure seemed eager to let me eat her pussy.

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As I watched Susan wiggle out of her tight jeans, I saw that she wasn’t wearing any panties. When she sat down on my bed, I couldn't believe it was actually happening. The pussy that I'd lusted after seen since we were little kids was right in front of me. And it was still as bald as it had been when we were little and used to take baths together. Seeing where my attention was focused, Susan smiled and spread her legs wider so I had a better view.

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“This is so fucking freaky, that it’s almost frightening.” I managed to mumble as I felt my cock stir.

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“Evil enhances sexual pleasure.” Susan said with a little grin, as she leaned back on the bed and moved her hips so that her cute little pink slit winked at me. “Now eat me.”

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To be continued…

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Bro & Sis

Part-2-of-8

A Plan Emerges

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“Now eat me.”

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Susan sighed and closed her eyes when I leaned over and took one of her erect nipples in my mouth. After feasting on her fabulous breasts, I kissed my way down her firm flat belly toward her waiting pussy. At first, it felt weird to be touching my sister, but I continued to caress her skin until her pussy was giving off that intoxicating earthy odor. Lowering my lips to the lovely pink ones between her legs, I inhaled deeply, my senses filled with the heady aroma of hot pussy.

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I slid my tongue between her moist lips and up to her inflamed clit. After licking, sucking, and swirling my tongue around her pulsating clit, I lowered my face and pressed it into her sweet pussy. I could tell by her shallow breathing that she was losing herself in the lust of our illicit act. With my tongue still probing between her soft pink lips, I used my thumb to flick and stroke her swollen clit. After stroking her clit for a couple of minutes, I heard a loud groan and felt the involuntary twitching of her pussy around my tongue. Suddenly she grabbed my head, and flooded my mouth with her sweet juices.

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Though her legs were around my neck and her thighs were clasped over my ears, I could still hear her crying, "Eat me Keith, oh my god, eat me! Aaaah!" Her hips bucked and thrashed for a long time before easing off. Finally I felt her thighs relax a bit, and as I pulled my head back, I heard her sigh and then murmur, “How do you like eating your little sister's pussy?"

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Instead of answering, I leaned forward and tenderly kissed her wet pussy then noisily licked her juice from my lips.

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After that we were partners in sexual crime. Together, we hatched scheme after scheme of ways to more fully experience all the evil and kinky aspects of sex that we could think of. She occasionally let me eat her pussy, but that seemed to be as far as she was willing to go with me. She came up with some good ideas, and always reported in detail her experiments to me. It came as no surprise to me that many involved other girls.

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One of the things that she told me about was the afternoon that she had to be home so that the carpets could be cleaned. It was a shitty alternative to going out with her friends, but she had no choice since Mom and Paul were both at work. So, having been sent by his company to clean our carpets, Drew came over. Susan’s pretty flirty with men anyway, and, as she put it, Drew was “kind of' hot, in a service tech uniform kind of way.” And apparently he wasn't stupid or naive...Susan said that he could hit her with the sarcastic comebacks and raunchy one-liners as quickly as she could serve them. For a couple of hours they asked each other pointed questions and let it be known that they were each interested. Neither of them cared that he was at least a decade older than she was.

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She was so into the game and the potential conquest of Drew, that there’s no telling what would have happened if Mom hadn’t gotten home when she did. Susan and Drew just gave each other a wink and he left. I was surprised to find that "the carpet cleaner" occupied Susan’s fantasies for weeks to come.

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One day while we were sharing adventures, she came up with her most brilliant idea yet. I was telling her about my last date, when suddenly she blurted out, "if we really want to be evil and depraved, we could always fuck Mom…er, you know, Linda…our step-Mom, that is."

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"Wow!” I stammered in shock. I’d had the ‘hots’ for my red-haired step-mom since the first time I saw her, so once the idea sunk in, I was all for it. “It’s a great idea,” I admitted rather excitedly, “but I'm not sure we can pull it off."

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"I can’t guarantee it, but I think I know a way,” said Susan. At first I felt a little bit sorry for Linda, even if she was only our step-mom, because I knew she didn’t have a chance. Once Susan zeroed in on something she was like a barracuda, and didn’t give up until she got what she wanted.

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I remember the first time I saw our stepmother. I was a horny 14-year old sitting on the front steps of my father’s house, admiring a radiant looking 20-something year old redhead with a tight little butt. When, much to my surprise, she turned up our sidewalk and walked up to me and said, "Hi, Keith.” I was startled to hear her say my name, because I didn’t recognize her. “I’m looking for your father. Is he here?” she cheerfully asked.

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Glad for any excuse to talk to this beautiful lady I stammered, “Sure, come in and I’ll go get him."

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Even though it was an unexpected visit, Dad was tremendously happy to see Linda. As they chattering like a couple of teenagers, I noticed that her pants were so snug that her pussy was clearly divided by the center seam of her tight pants. It was what we teenagers called a “camel toe.” I found out later that even though she was dressed slutty for her visit with Dad, she dressed very tastefully when she went to work at her office job.

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I've never learned the full story of how Linda and Dad met, but I think she was originally a topless dancer. I think that she just danced to pay her way through college. Whatever the case, when Linda finished college, she gave up dancing and joined the corporate world so she and Dad could get married. Initially, Susan and I were just barely civil with Linda. Eventually, though, we started to like her, but it was more as a person than as a stepparent.

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Linda was the one who talked us into making a tentative peace with Mom and our stepfather, Paul. She convinced Dad that Susan and I getting to know Mom better would be good for us emotionally. So to appease her and Dad, we started spending time with Mom and Paul. But no matter how much time we spent with Stephanie, our real mom, we always remembered that it was our Dad, and sometimes Linda, who got up in the middle of the night to deal with our childhood illnesses, not her.

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"So, Susan, how do you propose we get to her?"

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"Oh, she definitely has her weak moments. Anytime Dad has to go out of town it seems to get her so depressed that she has a few shots of scotch."

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“Damn, she’s always so cheerful that I hadn't realized that she was that depressed when Dad was out on the road.”

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“One time, when she was really down, I asked Linda, "What was wrong.” said Susan. "She said that she was lonely. My guess is that when she was a dancer, she got use to always having a lot of male attention and companionship, so when Dad’s away she feels especially lonely.”

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"With her looks, I'm sure she had all the male attention and companionship that she wanted.” I chuckled.

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Susan’s analysis of Mom's vulnerabilities sounded good, so we bided our time and waited our chance. A couple weeks after our initial conversation, Dad had to go out of town. He made a habit of calling Linda every evening around six whenever he was gone, and Susan said that call usually got Mom pretty down. The first night that dad was gone, Susan made a point of being with Linda when the call came in, so she would be there to comfort her. On Susan’s instructions, I made it a point to be out when Dad called. When I got home later, Susan slipped into my room and filled me in on what had happened.

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According to Susan, after Mom got off the phone with Dad, she sat down and sighed, "Well, shit, here we go again," then poured herself a drink. Susan sat down next to her at the dining room table, and said, "I know it’s a bummer, Mom,” then after sympathetically patting Linda’s hand, added, "but you’re not alone. You’ve got Keith and me. You know we both love you." Hearing that made Mom brighten up a little, since neither my sister nor I said stuff like that very often.

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“Do you want another drink, Mom?" Susan asked as she handed her a glass of scotch. “Come on, Mom, I'll rub your shoulders, you’ll feel better.” said Susan, as she stood up, moved behind Mom’s chair and started massaging her neck and shoulders.

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"Uuuuum,” purred Mom. “That feels so good.”

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With a little smile, Susan moved to her temples. After a couple of minutes, she moved back to Mom’s neck then on down to her shoulders. With a deep sight, Mom slowly relaxed. From her Mom's shoulders, Susan went to the sides of her chest. Mom's breasts were a little on the large side, but not too large, just a comfortable hand full. Even in her thirties, they were still firm. As if by accident, Susan brushed them and then was encouraged when her Linda flinch or pull away. Daringly un-buttoned Linda’s blouse, Susan slid her hands inside and proceeded to caress the breasts themselves, but tried to defuse the situation, by saying, "Wow Mom, these are so firm. ...I always admired them. And they're still so gorgeous." She was so relaxed that her Mom merely smiled and let the caresses proceed. Sliding her hands into Linda’s bra, Susan then brushed the nipples and then began to gently squeeze them. Again, acting casual she cooed, "These are awesome nipples, Mom. I’ll bet they attract a lot of attention from the guys when you were dancing.” As Susan gently pinched and twisted them, Mom moaned a little.

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"Susan dear, you're my daughter…well, my step-daughter.” cautioned her Mom, as she put her hands on top of Susan's to keep them from moving.

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"Of course, Mom" soothed Susan. "But it's not like we have the hots for each other or anything. I just admire your beautiful body that’s all.” When her Mom didn’t answer, it dawned on Susan that her Mom had just stopped her hands from moving, not removed them from her breasts. Taking that as a good sign, Susan forged ahead with her plan. With her hands still under Mom's hands, she pressed them against Mom's nipples. Instead of protesting, Mom pressed down too.

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After that things proceeded quickly.

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Under the pretext of rubbing her back, Susan quickly…

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To be continued...

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Bro & Sis

Part-3-of-8

The Seduction Begins

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Under the pretext of rubbing her back, Susan quickly had Mom’s sweater and bra off. Taking another drink, Mom sighed, then surrendered herself and her breasts over to Susan's tender care. Even though she had Linda squirming: Susan wasn't sure how to proceed. She didn't want to freak out Mom by grabbing her pussy too soon. "Relax Mom, go with the flow, …let yourself go, Mom," she purred, as she casually slid Mom's hand down to her own crotch. With half closed eyes mom wordlessly Mom began to gently rub herself through her pants as Susan continued to caress her bare breasts.

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"I hope you don't think I’m bad and that I do this all the time,” Linda sighed.

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"Of course not Mom. I understand, you just need a little companionship while Dad’s away."

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Moving over to the wall switch and lowered the lights, Susan told Mom, "Just relax and pretend I'm not here."

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Being bolder in the dimly lit room, Linda unzipped her pants and started rubbing herself through her panties. As Susan continued to gently caress her breasts, mom gave a deep sigh, and slipped her hand into her panties and started fingering her slit.

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Shifting positions, Susan continued to stroke her step-Mom's breasts with one hand as she gently moved the other down below to Linda's busy hand. Susan couldn’t help grinning when she felt how rapidly her step-Mom's fingers were working. Sensing success, Susan pressed down, forcing Linda’s fingers deeper into her slit.

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Later a very happy Susan and I had another strategy secession, where she caught me up on what had happened so far. "I was right," she smirked, "We've found our way in…. So to speak." Then she added with a giggle, "And incidentally, I don't think I'm going to be hearing any more lectures from her again about my morals and staying out late.”

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"You did great, Susan.” then after a pause, I asked, “Did it excite you?".
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"God yes, playing with my stepmother’s breasts and fingering her pussy was such a violation of common decency, so decadent that my wet pussy was literally dripping down my leg,” she beamed. ”You were right, the greater the evil, the greater the excitement and for a woman that means more fluid."

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Susan was pretty sure she could get Linda worked up again, so I suggested that I just sneak in and impale her once Susan had her aroused. "It won't work," explained Susan, "I'm not sure she could deal emotionally with something like that. We couldn’t even blackmail her into it either. Even if we had the last session on video, I'd look like the seductress. ...” Susan giggled, “But I like your idea, though," she added, "I’ll just have to take her further. She has to be drawn in and feel responsible, not merely seduced. For instance, when you 'discover' us, I want her face buried in my pussy. That’ll be a little harder for her to explain."

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Dad was in and out of town a lot in the next two weeks, so Susan was able to have sessions with Linda two or three more times. She always started out with Susan massaging step-Mom's neck and worked her way down to her breasts. Then as Linda got aroused Susan would slide her hand down into her panties and bringing her to an orgasm.

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We wanted Linda to become accustomed to Susan’s attention, so we arranged for Susan to be home with her every time Dad went out of town. As soon as Linda got Dad’s call, Susan would encourage her to have a couple drinks, and then things would proceed pretty much like before. When Linda’s sweater and bra came off, Susan took pains admiring her breasts. Stroking them, Susan said, "I'm sort of self conscious about mine. They’re nowhere near as big or as pretty as yours or most of the other girls at school. And I'm embarrassed because my nipples are always sticking out."

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Looking sympathetic, Mom murmured. "They're perfect, baby. Don't worry about what the girls at school. They’re just jealous.”

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"Please, Mom, have a look and tell me what you really think about them, OK?" Linda nodded, then watched as Susan removed her top and bra. Even without a bra Susan’s perky breasts didn’t droop and her nipples looked like little pencil erasers pointing at the ceiling.

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"Susan baby, your breasts are positively beautiful. They’re the sexist breasts that I've seen since I stopped dancing.”

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Looking reassured, Susan moved closer, and began stroking Linda's pussy again. Kneeling there with her ripe breast, mere inches from Linda's face, Susan asked with a slight tremor in her voice, "Do you really like them, Mom? You're not just saying it to make me feel better are you?" she asked shyly. Still fingering Linda's nipples with her right hand, she offered her breast to Linda's mouth with the other. Briefly looking at Susan for re-assurance, Linda took one of her dark erect nipples into her mouth and started sucking. Genuinely aroused, Susan closed her eyes and sighed, "Oh Mom, I love you."

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This time, when things heated up, Linda needed no encouragement to slip her hand into her pants and finger herself. With her nipple still in Linda’s mouth, Susan pulled down Linda’s panties and slipped her fingers into her pussy along with Linda’s. Soon both their hands were glistening with the juices dripping from Linda’s cunt. When Susan’s nipple slipped from Linda's mouth and her hips started moving up to meet their fingers, Susan slipped two more of her fingers in alongside Linda’s two. As Susan got into the spirit of things, she leaned over and applied her lips to Linda's large nipples. With a loud moan, Linda began moving her hips in her lust, approaching climax. Knowing she was out of it, I moved into the kitchen and stood silently watching. I could hear Susan murmuring, "Come on Mom, cum! You can do it. Just relax and let it happen.”

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Linda was in a lust filled daze as Susan fingers moved in the wetness of her surprisingly tight pussy and her thumb danced across the hard nubs of her clit. Susan couldn’t help being excited by Linda’s super charged pussy. It was fantastic. As Susan feverishly stroked Linda’s moist pink lips, Linda's was suddenly caught up in the throes of a climax.

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All at once, Linda cried out, "Oh god, Susan, I'm cumming. Ooooooh my god! I’m cumming!” As Linda’s juices spraying on her hand, Susan shoved her fingers deeper into Linda’s wet pussy. As Linda cummed, a look of immense triumph came over Susan's face, as she realized the power she had, to bend other people to her will and make them totally convulse at her whim.

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Ooooooh my god," she moaned, as she took Linda over the edge.

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Linda had such a contented smile on her face and was so caught up in the throes of passion as she cummed, that she never noticed when Susan whispered, "Mom, I love you,"

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The next two weeks tried my patients. This little escapade of ours was…

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To be continued…

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Bro & Sis

Part-4-of-8

The Trap

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The next two weeks tried my patients. This little escapade of ours was taking far longer than I’d anticipated. Dad was home so much that Susan only managed to be with Linda twice. Then the dreaded call came, telling Linda that Dad would be gone for a week. And there was Susan with the Scotch and sympathy, but this time, instead of the living room, Susan quickly escorted Linda to her bedroom. By now, Linda was so use to Susan’s attentions that she didn’t even bother with a drink and there was no pretext of a massage. As soon as they entered her bedroom Linda stripped down to her panties and bra. Putting her arms around Linda, Susan placed her lips against Linda’s and kissed her as she gently lowered her to the bed. Once Linda was on the bed, Susan kissed her way down Linda’s long elegant neck and chest to Linda’s bra, and un-clipped the snap located between Linda’s luscious breasts. As soon as they were exposed, Susan’s mouth and lips were all over them, licking and sucking the taunt nipples.

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Placing her hands on Susan’s shoulders, Linda gently pushed Susan down towards her crotch. Taking the hint, Susan placed one hand on Linda’s panty-clad pussy and started to slow kiss her way down Linda’s firm belly towards Linda’s crotch. As she sensuously twirled her tongue around Linda’s belly button, Susan began to wonder who was seducing who?

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Interrupting her kissing long enough to strip off her own slacks and panties, Susan turned back to Linda and murmured, "I feel so comfortable with you, Mom. I feel like I can ask you anything."

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With a finger in her own pussy, Linda whispered, “Of course dear, we can talk about anything.”

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Then as Linda continued masturbating, and Susan fingered her own hard little nipples, Susan said, "You're so gorgeous, I can't believe that I’m your daughter." Then with a lowered voice she said. "Mom, before I started shaving some of the girls tease me about my pussy and the big clump of thick curly black pubic hair I had covering it.”

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Looking closer, Linda said, "Don’t listen to them, dear. You have a lovely little pussy."

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As they resumed their lovemaking, Susan moved Linda's hand down to her crotch. With a little smile, Linda began slowly stroke Susan’s pink outer lips.

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"Ooooooh that feels good Mom; but do you really think it looks OK?"

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"Of course," answered Linda, not resisting as Susan pushed her pussy against her hand. "Mom, I know you really love me," cooed Susan as she went back to kissing her breasts. Unconsciously Linda's hand started pushing harder against Susan’s wet slit. As Susan squirmed and wiggled her hips, she could feel Linda caressing her outer lips, then felt her fingers part her lips and slid inside her pussy. They were both getting so hot that they were soon kissing passionately as they probed each other's pussies with their dancing fingers.

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Susan’s face was quite flushed and she was out of breath when she pulled back and said, "Mom, there's something I need to ask you. Something I can't ask anybody."

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"Yes."

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"When it’s all wet like this, does my pussy smell funny? My last two boyfriends always crinkled their noses and pulled away if I tried to pushed their heads toward there."

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"They were stupid and didn't know anything," said Linda as she raised her damp fingers to her nose and inhaled. Then with a giggle said, "You have the sexist musk smell.” Inhaling again, she giggled, “You smell good enough to eat.”."

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"So what is there about it that you like?” asked Susan, as she gently thrust a couple of fingers deep in Linda’s pussy. With a sigh Linda closed her eyes. Suddenly Susan rose, and knelt over Linda's chest and placed her pussy a couple of inch above Linda's mouth. Hesitantly, Linda raised her head and tenderly kissed Susan's lovely pink lips. With a giggle, Susan lowered her pussy even nearer Linda's mouth, and then reached back to stimulate Linda's breasts. Flicking her tongue out, Linda eagerly started licking Susan’s puffy pink lips. Unable to contain herself, Susan was soon moaning with delight. Not being able to resist Susan's passion, Linda moaned, "Cum on my face, Baby. Cum for mama.”

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In answer, Susan moaned, "Mom I love you," as she bore down and rubbed her wet pussy and swollen clit against her Mom's face.

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That was my signal to creep in. I got there just in time to see Linda’s face buried in Susan's pussy, as Susan rode her thrust-out tongue.

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With Susan blocking her view, Linda never saw me when I knelt down and started gently touching the outer lips of her dripping pussy. Linda was so caught up in the throes of passion she never even realized that there was an extra pair of hands touching her. When she felt my touch and started rolling her hips, I gradually inserted three fingers into her depth and slowly moved them in and out. When I started using my thumb on her clit, Linda’s swollen pussy just seemed to devour my hand. I could smell her musk and hear her moan. Susan was still grinding her pussy into Linda's face when her body began bucking in climax. With Linda’s cunt still spasming around my fingers, I heard Susan moan, "Mommy, I'm cumming. God I’m cumming!”

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As Linda’s body relaxed from the convulsions of her orgasm, I withdrew my fingers and moved over against the wall near enough that I could still smell the reeking sexual aromas. When Susan stood up, Linda's face was shiny and slick with Susan's juices. As Linda smiled contentedly up at Susan, she seemed to finally, sense my presence. When she saw me standing there she froze and “Keith!" was all that she could say. Then turning her face away from me, she stammered barely loud enough to be audible "Were you watching?" What she didn’t voice it, but what she hoped was that watching was all I was doing.

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"No, Mother dear, I wasn’t just watching, that was my fingers that were shoved in your pussy while you were cumming. Neither of you saw me because I was behind Susan and she was blocking your view of me."

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"Oh my god, No! You're lying." Linda stammered, looking uncertain.

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"See," I said, raising my hand and showing her my wet fingers. She looked so scared and that I reached over and stroked her face, reassuringly. "Don’t worry Mom, your secret's safe with me. I wouldn’t do anything to hurt either of you. I love you."

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Susan moved to comfort her, but Linda, grabbed her clothing and quickly scurried off to her bathroom.

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Susan and I agreed that it would be best to let a little time pass before I made my move, so the next day, I pretended that nothing had happened.

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But not Susan, the next morning she took Linda aside and had a heart to heart with her. "Listen, Mom, this was suppose to be just between us. I don't know how Keith managed to creep up and catch us."

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"But he knows," interjected Linda with more than a little distress.

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To reassure her, Susan said, "Don’t worry mom, now that he's had his little thrill, he'll let it drop. He’s not going to tell anyone. “

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"Are you sure?" moaned Linda pleadingly; wanting to believe it would all go away.

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"I'm sure," said Susan." After all, Keith has nothing to gain by blabbing. And, don’t forget he loves you as much as I do.”

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Susan and I agreed that she should continue her seduction of Linda for the next couple weeks, but letting her become more active. On the nights Dad was out of town I’d try to make myself scarce and when I was home I’d pretend nothing was going on. Then finally we came up with a plan.

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"I don't like the part where I’m fucking you, even if it is only pretend" complained Susan.

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"But it's only for a few seconds. Remember our goal"

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"Yea, sacrifice for my country. ...OK, I will do it provided you keep your word."

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"What?"

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Remember when I said I would be requiring something of you?"

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"Yes"

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“I want you to fix me up with Dad,” she said. Knowing that I was shocked, she went to say, “Listen, you want to fuck Linda, I want to fuck Dad. ”

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"Yea, but Linda,” I reminded her, “Is only my step-mom, Dad is your real dad.”

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“So, what’s your point?” she asked.

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“No point, just making a comment. OK, I’ll try, but I don’t have a clue how to do it.” I explained.

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“Don’t worry Bro, I’ve got faith in you. You’ll think of something.”

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Over the next couple of weeks, I arranged for Susan to ‘accidentally’ expose herself to Dad as often as possible. Several times she made sure that he saw her dashing from the bathroom to her bedroom in nothing but her panties and bra. Another time she gave him a good look at her shapely butt when she accidentally dropped her towel. Late one night he was standing in his darkened door and watcher her as she went to and from the bathroom naked.

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By the third week there was no part of Susan’s body that Dad hadn’t seen and much to his embarrassment lusted after. He couldn’t help himself, not only was he seizing every opportunity to see Susan naked, but now he was arranging them as well. In the evening he started making it a point to be strategically located so he could watch Susan going from the bathroom to her bedroom in her panties and bra.

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After standing outside her bedroom and secretly watching Susan masturbating, dad was so hot for her that he thought his head was going to explode. Sensing his Dad’s state of mind, I complained to him about Susan’s inappropriate behavior when she was at home alone. Citing an incident the week before when he had came home unexpectedly and caught Susan cavorting around the living room naked.

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Twice during this time Dad had to go out of town. Both times he was so haunted by the memory of Susan’s pretty little pink pussy that he almost couldn’t do his job. And, both times while Dad was out of town agonizing over Susan’s pussy, Linda was eating it. Linda had always been bisexual but had been suppressing it because of her marriage. Now all pretext of Susan comforting Linda was gone, now it was nothing but pure sex between them.

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Then next time Dad was out of town, I heard strange noises. When I looked in Susan’s bedroom half open door, she and Linda were both naked as the day they were born and were lying entwined in the 69-position. Linda, the one on top, was on her knees with her ass stuck up in the air and her head between Susan’s shapely thighs and with her face buried in Susan’s pussy. Her ass was wiggling up a storm while her mouth and throat made slurping and sucking noises. Right before my eyes these two devastating beauties uninhibitedly devoured each other’s pussy. As I watched Susan grasped the cheeks on Linda’s shapely ass and pulled her tighter against her face as she noisily slurped and sucked Linda in return. I could hear moans of delight as they flicked their tongues expertly over each other’s clit. The earth aroma of their cunts made me dizzy with desire. They were both using their tongues to drive the other over the edge. When they cummed it was pussy heaven, every breath I drew was full of the nasty vapors of hot pussy. They were both getting off for the second time when I walked away.

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Another time they did it in the shower. They had the door shut but they were so noisy that even with the shower running I could hear them all the way out in the hall.

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With a little prodding from me, Dad began to suspect that Susan knew about his spying and that she was leading him on. A little more prodding, and when Dad got off work he decided to go home and confront Susan. Knowing that Linda would be working until midnight but not knowing about the carpet cleaning, he about half way expected to find Susan, as I had described it, cavorting around the living room naked. He wasn’t sure what he wanted to happen; he just knew that he wanted ‘something’ to happen.

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I’d been six months since their last cleaning, so Linda got a reminder call from the Clean Company about getting them cleaning again. Again Susan got drafted into being there to let the cleaning guy in. Thinking little of it, Susan was surprised to see Drew show up to do the cleaning. Seems he specifically asked for the job. They quickly fell into the same pattern, as before of flirting and teasing, but this time Susan knew that her mother wouldn’t come home and disturb them. She was entertaining clients and wouldn’t be home until after mid-night.

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Their comments became more and more straightforward, to the point that he was asking Susan to describe her pussy and she was asking him about his cock. Finally, Susan simply asked him what he was doing when he got off. No hints or insinuations, she boldly told him to come back to pick her up at 5.

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At 5 she hopped into his van and drove around with him as he dropped off paperwork and the service vehicle. All during their ride they continued their verbal sparing. By the time they switched over to his car Susan had described her pretty little pussy in depth and Drew in return had described his cock. Once in his car, under the false pretense of having a couple beers and watching a movie, she and Drew drove back to our house.

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Dad got home just in time to see Susan…

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To be continued…

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Bro & Sis

Part-5-of-8

A 3-Some

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Dad got home just in time to see Susan and an unknown older guy, wearing a blue uniform shirt, slip in the back door. Being the suspicious sort, instead of going in and announcing his presence, Dad quietly let himself in through the garage and hid in the dark hallway so he could see what was going on.

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Susan didn’t know that this was the afternoon that Keith had set up for her and her Dad, so she had no idea that she and Drew had an audience. Twenty minutes into the movie, Drew and Susan both got what they wanted from each other. Their foreplay consisted of Drew telling her sternly, though kindly, “I want to see your pussy.” And, she was more than happy to show it to him. Before the words were out of his mouth, Susan was on her feet stripping off her jeans and T-shirt.

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As her father watched from the hallway, Drew fingered Susan’s pussy until she couldn't stand it anymore. Once aroused she leaped in Drew’s lap and mounted his huge cock as he sat on my couch, and eagerly rode him for nearly half an hour until they both cummed. They’d both been waiting for over six months to get each other off, and it was well worth it. Now that the pressure was off, Susan grabbed Drew’s hand and led him to her bedroom.

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As soon as they were in bed Susan dived between Drew’s legs and went after his rigid cock like it was a candy stick. From the dark of the hallway her father watched as her head bobbed up and down in Drew’s lap. Susan’s head moved faster and faster until Drew’s cock throbbed against her tongue.

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Before he could cum, Drew pulled his dick out of Susan’s mouth and then flipped her on her belly. Quickly getting up on her hands and knees, Susan’s wiggled her creamy white ass invitingly at Drew as he positioned himself behind her. The feeling of Drew’s big cock-head rubbing up and down her slit, as he prepared to plunge into her, sent such a rush of excitement through Susan’s body that her arms felt weak. Taking her firmly by the hips, Drew thrust forward, driving his cock into her waiting pussy. With a gripping on Susan’s hips to hold her in position, Drew vigorously reamed her pussy.

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Instead of angering him, the sight of another man ravaging his daughter turned Robert on big time. He could feel his dick flutter and harden as he listened to Susan shrieking with pleasure. When he could stand it no longer, he stripped off his cloths and marched nervously into Susan’s bedroom to join them.

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As she flipped her hair out of face, Susan looked up and almost had a heart attack. Her naked Dad was standing by the bed, with his cock dangling mere inches from her face. Before she had a chance to react, her Dad grabbed her brutally by the hair and tried to feed her his cock. When Susan tried to pull away, Drew smacked her on the naked butt; hard enough to leave a hand print. When she opened her mouth yelp in protest, her father quickly shoved his cock in it. As Susan closed her lips around his shaft, she was thrilled at the prospect of finally getting to full her child fantasy of suck her father’s dick. The ecstasy of this moment was overwhelming. Susan had dreamed of sucking her father’s cock ever since she’d reached puberty.

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Even remember the warm feeling that being spanked by her daddy had sent through her puss, Susan was still momentarily surprised at the thrill that being dominated by two men at once sent through her body. Once Susan realized what was going on, the feeling of being penetrated at both ends made her whole body tremble with joy.

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Her lips and tongue were tingling in fevered response to the feel of her father’s velvety skinned erection that was filling her mouth. The subtle taste of her father’s pre-cum was like delicate wine on her lips. Her father’s spine arched backwards as she cupped his balls, and used her tongue to flick and rub his cock as he pumped it in and out of her mouth. Neither of them could believe what a turn on it was for him to have his cock in his daughter’s warm mouth. To be getting such incredible head from his daughter while another man was fucking her was an incredible turn on and an unexpected pleasure.

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As she sucked eagerly on her father’s hard cock, Susan’s body rocked from the pounding thrusts of Drew’s cock ramming into her from behind. There was no part of her body that wasn’t tingling with the fiery thrills of passion. As Drew’s cum filled balls banged against her pussy, Susan could feel a massive orgasm building in her guts and spreading to every part of her being. It was unbelievable how exciting it was to have to two cocks in her at once, especially since the one in her mouth was her father’s.

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Susan knew the exact moment that Drew went over the edge and started to cum, because his body moved with a sudden taut urgency. With a loud sigh, Drew dug fingers roughly into Susan’s hips as his cock moved faster and faster in and out of her tight pussy. Susan’s head swirled and her whole body was in frenzy as she too rushed towards an orgasm. With a loud moan Drew erupted, spewing globs and globs of hot cum deep into Susan’s lust inflamed pussy. The feel of Drew’s hot cum saturating every crevice as it filled her pussy drove her over the edge. Just as Susan started cumming, her dad’s cock suddenly erupted filling her mouth with cum. The creaminess of his cum filling her mouth intensified the power of her orgasm as wave after wave of ecstasy swept over her.

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For a few minutes the three of them sprawled in an exhausted heap on the bed. As they caught their breath they began to stir back to life. Stretching like a lazy cat, Susan reached out and took a cock in each hand and began to slowly stroke life into them. Returning the favor, Drew started kneading her breasts and her father started gently stroking the lips of her sensitive pussy.

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For the next few minutes everybody’s hands were on everybody else. At one point Drew was holding her father’s cock and her father was holding his. Susan was never quite sure how it happened but she found herself between Drew’s legs sucking his cock as her father lay beside her and caressing her ass. Impulsively she raised her mouth from Drew’s cock and pulled her father’s face to her for a kiss. When she returned her mouth to Drew’s cock, instead of moving away her father laid his head on Drew’s belly and instead of caressing her ass, he casually reached down and cupped Drew’s ample balls. For a couple of minutes her father gently caressed Drew’s balls as he watched his daughter’s mouth moving up and down his shaft.

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All at once his tongue flicks out and he licks Drew’s shaft. Inching closer, he tentatively starts licking Drew’s fat shaft as Susan’s mouth moves up and down. Quickly he’s so close that he and Susan kiss on the down stroke. Again impulsively Susan pulls her mouth off Drew’s erection and puts it against her father’s lips and gently pushes. At first her father resists by holding his lips together. Then his resolve weakens and his lips slowly parts and Drew’s cock slides into his mouth.

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At first he just holds it in his mouth. But as he becomes use to the feel of it, he starts slowly working his mouth up and down.

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By now the two of them seemed to have forgotten that Susan was even there.

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Then as dad got more accustomed to having Drew’s cock in his mouth, he started slowly moving his head up and down. As the speed increased, Drew got so excited that dad was sucking his cock that he couldn’t hold back; in about two minutes his balls exploded and flooded dad’s mouth with cum.

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Caught up in the throes of passion, Drew spun around and grabbed dad’s cock. After about three or four strokes, he returned the favor and went down on dad. Like Drew, dad was so excited that he had a short fuse. Drew only bobbed his head about 3 or 4 times before Dad grabbed franticly grabbed his head and cummed so heard that he almost passed out.

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Again the three of them were in an exhausted heap grasping for breath.

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As Susan sprawled on the bed spent and exhausted, Drew told them that he had to leave. Susan figured that it was to get home to a wife, but she was so sated that she didn’t care. Turning as he walked out the bedroom door, Drew said, “I’ll be back in 6-moths to clean the carpets again,” then looking at Dad he add, with a little grin, “I look forward to seeing you both again.”

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“No reason to wait 6-month. Call me next week and let’s do lunch,” replied Dad as he rose from the bed to walk Drew out.

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Once Drew was gone, her father rejoined her on the bed and possessively spread her long shapely legs. Through lust filled eyes, Susan watched as her father eagerly ran his tongue along the insides of her milky white thighs then tenderly kissing the soft moist lips of her fresh fucked pussy. Susan moaned as he ran the tip of his tongue up and down her the glistening folds of her slit then penetrated her warm depth as he savored her sweet musky taste. With his hands on her breasts and his face buried in her pussy, her father’s tongue soon had her withering and bucking as she cried out in desperation for pleasurable release.

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Unable to wait any longer, Robert moved further up between Susan’s outspread legs and put the red-hot head of his cock against her wet, slippery lips and slowly pushed into her.

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“Yes, oh god yes,” shrieked Susan. “Fuck me!”

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With two strong strokes, he impaled her. As he plunged his cock in and out of her, he marveled at the feel of her hot wetness tightly clutching him. There was no attempt at gentleness as his pent-up lust took control. As his erection pumped in and out of her boiling pussy, Susan reciprocated every move, accelerating her movements to match his. As Susan cummed, she wailed in ecstasy as daddy released his jism into her. As her orgasm subsided, she fell back on the bed and lay there, gasping for breath.

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Susan’s acting abilities always amazed me. At breakfast the next morning things were so normal that no one would have guessed what transpired the night before.

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We were lying in bed naked and Susan was slowly stroking my…

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To be continued…

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Bro & Sis

Part-6-of-8
The Trap Is Sprung
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We were lying in bed naked and Susan was slowly stroking my 7-inch un-cut cock, as she cheerful chimed, “Damn, I got to hand it to you, Keith. I never thought you could do it. But you came through like a champ. Dad showed up while Drew was fucking me and we made a 3-some out of it. God it was hot! I sucked them both off and they both fucked me until I almost couldn’t walk. I must have cummed fifty times.”

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Linda had to pass my bedroom on the way to hers, so when we heard her coming up the stairs I rolled between Susan’s legs and started wrestling with her like I was trying to rape her. As Linda walked by the door and saw me on top of Susan, she was so shocked that all she let out a shriek and rushed into my room with fire in her eyes.

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That was when Susan shoved me away and rushed still naked towards Linda. Instinctively Linda opened her arms and clutched Susan to her buxom. As soon as she was safely in Linda's arms, Susan burst into tears. As Susan bawled like a baby in her arms, Linda stroked her hair and tried to comfort her. Suddenly Susan blurted out, "Mama, it was horrible! He was trying to rape me!”

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Giving me a fierce look, Linda demanded to know, "Just what the hell do you think you’re doing, you perverted son-of-a-bitch?”

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"He says that seeing you eating my pussy got him excited, so he's going to fuck me!"

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"You bastard, what kind of a fucking monster are you?” Linda almost screamed as she continued to glare at me. "There, there, dear" she cooed to Susan, as she soothingly stroked her hair. Then to me she snarled, "You’ll pay for this, you bastard, what you were trying to do is sexual assault."
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"What?"

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“It was your tongue,” I reminded Linda, “and your face that was buried in her pussy, not mine. Some motherly protection!" She was aghast and beside herself with anger. The look on her face was priceless; I could tell that her thoughts were going over her part in making all this happen.

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Putting on more pressure, “Mom, you helped yourself to Susan’s sweet little pussy; so why shouldn’t I?”

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That was Linda’s opening. "Susan, baby, don’t worry." Linda stammered, still holding her protectively in her arms. "I’m here for you baby.

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Hugging Linda back, Susan murmured, "I know you are, Mommy. I know that you're here for me, and that you'd do anything to protect me."
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After a long pause, Linda finally looked at me and snarled, "If I fuck you, will you leave your sister alone?" Still wrapped in Linda's arms, I heard Susan wailed, “No Mom, don't do it!"

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As Linda gave me an inquiringly glance, Susan blurted out shrilly, "No, she won’t do it! You’re not going to fuck my mother. You can't, you monster!" Linda was such a good actress that even though I knew better she still appeared outraged.

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Reaching out and fondling Susan’s tight little butt, I added sarcastically, "I'll tell you what, Mom, how about if you give me a blowjob and if you suck good enough, you have a deal."

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When Susan tried to protest, I grabbed her and snarled, "OK, bitch, since you're so damn insulting, you’re not going to get off so easy. If I decide to fuck Linda instead of you, here's what will happen. You’ll start things off by having a go at it with Linda, and then when I’m ready I’ll jump in and join you.”

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As I sat down on the edge of the bed, Linda reluctantly knelt in front of me and cautiously took my cock in her hand. It’s a nice cock; even if I do say so myself long lean slightly curved, and un-cut. Leaning forward, Linda’s incredibly supple tongue flattened on the underside of my trembling balls and moved up to the front, onto the root, then upward along the shaft. When she got to the head, her tongue circled the rim for a moment before licking the top all over. When her luscious lips parted to take the head of my hard cock into her warm, now willing mouth, it was so awesome that I threw back my head and gasp with pleasure.

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I felt my excitement building up beyond my limits of control. My back arched as I drove my cock again and again down her throat. Her hair swung with vigor as she eagerly sucked me towards an orgasm. I was boiling with lust, unable to restrain myself any longer. Twisting my fingers in her hair, I climaxed like an atom bomb going off. Things were so intense that I heard her whimpering with lust as she sucked my load.

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When she finished, all I could say was, “Damn, that was good! That’s one talented mouth you’ve got there.” Then pushing her back down, I said, "Don't get up. I want you to lick my balls while we talk." As she obediently licked my balls, I told her in my most pleasant voice, "OK, Mom, I'll fuck you instead Susan providing she joins us. But don’t worry, mother dear, I may touch her everywhere else, but her precious little pussy will be safe. I won't touch it, I’ll leave it for you"
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With less resolve, Susan placed her hand reassuringly on Linda’s shoulder and whined in a small voice, "Mom, don’t to do this. I won’t let you."
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"I have to, baby, for your sake. I can’t let him fuck you,” Linda wailed.

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"I understand Mom, you have no choice. You’re doing it for me" Susan sighed, as she glared at me.

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I couldn’t help chuckling as I watched Susan removing Linda’s clothing. By the time Linda was naked, Susan had managed to fondle her tight butt, stroke her pussy, and pinch both of her nipples. After a kiss from Susan, Linda bravely sat down on my bed and surrendered herself to my wishes. I‘d prepared for this occasion, so as soon as Linda lay back on my bed, I quickly handcuffed her wrists to the headboard as Susan handcuffed her ankles to the footboard.

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The restraints were to give Linda a feeling of helplessness. Elevating Linda’s level of anxiety would add to Susan’s and my pleasure. Once she was secured to the bed, I told her that, “Since you just sucked me off, it would be a little while before I’m ready to fuck you.” Then with a chuckle, I added, “The cuffs are just a precaution to insure that you don’t change your mind and try to leave.”

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When Linda tried to protest, I shoved the damp crotch of Susan’s panties into her mouth, and then gagged her with one of Susan’s scarves. The blindfold was Susan’s idea, and once she had it in place, Susan and I went downstairs to kill a little time before we came back and fucked Linda.

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I couldn’t believe how turned on Susan was by Linda’s helplessness. While we were waiting, it was all Susan could talk about. She was so excited that she couldn’t sit down; instead she was flitting around the room like a butterfly. Not that it was unpleasant watching her flit around. She hadn’t bother to dress before we came down stairs, so I was enjoying watching her tight little butt and perky breasts as she danced around.

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By the time we went back upstairs Susan was so excited that I could smell her arousal.

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We soundlessly entered the room, and found Linda still handcuffed to the bed, just as we’d left her. She was so excited that Susan immediately dove between her legs and buried her face in Linda’s pussy. As soon as Susan’s tongue hit her clit, Linda went ballistic, bouncing her naked butt up and down as she moan through her gag. By the time Susan came up for air her face glistened with Linda’s juices and Linda was almost unconscious from pleasure. Susan had made her cum about 4 or 5 times before she stopped.

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As I watched, Susan removed Linda’s blindfold and gag and started stroking her breasts and pinching her erect nipples. I almost chuckled at the look of pure lust on Susan’s face as she moved her hands up and down Linda’s helpless body. I could tell she was as excited as I was and couldn't wait to see the action. As she kissed Linda, she sensuously stroked the inside of her thighs. It took a few minutes, but Linda’s pussy became visibly damp as she was re-aroused by Susan’s gentle stroking. "I'm so sorry Mom, I love you," she meekly said. “Ignore Keith, just pay attention to me," she cooed as she gently stroked Susan’s cheek.

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"I love you, too Honey," mumbled Linda, as Susan went back to work on her pussy with her tongue. The helplessness of being restrained had Linda so hot that as soon as Susan’s tongue hit her clit she began writhe in pleasure. Her breasts seemed to swell and her brown nipples stood erect. Her face was intent and deep moans were coming from her mouth. Then Susan got up, put her knees on both sides of mother’s head and started grinding her wet pussy against Linda's face. Mom's tongue immediately went to work, causing Susan’s body to jerk with pleasure.

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When Susan felt me crawling between Linda’s legs, she turned and switched directions so that she was facing me. I liked her position change because now her breasts would be accessible to me from my position between Linda's legs. After settling her pussy back on Linda’s face, Susan reached down and started playing with Linda’s luscious breasts, kneading them and pinching her erect nipples. As I positioned myself, Susan watched me intently. She wanted to see Linda’s ultimate violation as my cock slide into her inflamed hole. As I placed the head of my swollen cock between the blood-swollen lips of Linda's pussy, I looked up at Susan. Even though Linda’s tongue was causing her eyes to keep rolling back in lust, she was still able to focus on the sight of me penetrating Linda’s pussy. A pussy that now seemed as eagerly to impale itself on my erect cock as my cock was to penetrate its warm depths.

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Even though we hadn't agreed on my touching them, I reached up and took Susan’s firm breast in my hands. Having her breasts caressed made Susan bare down tighter on Linda’s mouth with her pussy. The movement of Linda’s tongue in Susan’s pussy had her face glowing with ecstasy. I could smell her musk, as I rolled her nipples between my fingers. Linda's body, accustomed to Susan’s caress, was writhing quickly towards an orgasm. When I heard her cry, “yes, yes, oh yes!” and felt her flooded pussy squeezed my dick, I rammed my erection in deeper and started working my hips. I couldn’t believe how tight Linda’s pussy was, easily as tight as any of my college girlfriends’ pussies. Slick juices ran out of her pussy and down her crack to her ass soaking my sheets. Her cunt enveloped me and I could feel the spasms, as she violently cummed. With each thrust my balls exploded pouring my jism into Linda's sweet pussy. As my body emptied itself, I looked down at her pink pussy clinging to my cock, and imaged Dad on top, fucking her, and bringing her to a climax.
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I could tell by the look on her face that Susan was having the same image of our Dad's cock driving in and out Linda’s pussy as I was. My thrusting became fevered, rapid. Every time I banged against Linda, Susan’s eyes rolled back as if it were she that was receiving my thrusts. Making the ultimate bond, Susan took my face between her hands and kissed me. As she jammed her tongue down my throat, I shuddered and went stiff, ejaculating and spewing my seed deep into Linda’s tight pussy.

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After that things got wild and crazy real fast. We used Linda every way possible for a guy and girl to use another girl. I fucked her pussy, I fucked her ass, I tit fucked her, and she sucked my cock and ate Susan’s pussy. And, Susan ate her pussy. At one point Susan freed Linda’s ankles so she could roll her over her belly and paddle her shapely butt. Linda apparently liked it, because she cummed twice while Susan was spanking her. Things got so hot that I fucked Susan right on top of Linda’s body. When Susan and I were both finished, Linda licked us both clean. Linda was so subdued, that by the time we released her from the handcuffs she was our sex slave.

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That evening as Susan and I sat around naked in the living room watching TV, we reaffirmed our dominance over Linda by having her down on her knees alternately eating Susan’s pussy and sucking my cock. Every once and awhile either Susan or I, just for good measure, would swat her on the naked butt. After that, when Dad wasn’t home we didn’t allow Linda to wear cloths in the house. Susan has a warped sense of humor, that one evening she ordered a pizza, then when it was delivered made Linda answer the door in the nude. And, judging from the redness of her flush cheeks, and the way she kept touching Linda’s hand while she made change, the delivery girl liked what she saw.

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This was one of our weeks with…

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Bro & Sis

Part-7-of-8

Paul

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This was one of our weeks with Stephanie, our real mom and our stepfather Paul. I was still in class and Mom was still at work, so Paul was there alone when Susan got home from school. After getting a coke, Susan found Paul in his work shop/ office working on some electronics equipment. Ever since Paul had installed the alarm system in Dad’s house Susan has been interested in all of Paul’s electronic gadgets, especially the little hidden surveillance cameras and bugs, so she joined him to see what he was up to.

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Being s little flirt, Susan sauntered into the room and sat down as near Paul as she could on his workbench. There was no way that Paul could miss the way her skirt slid up to expose the white upper reaches of her velvety white thighs when she provocatively crossed her legs. Another in and Paul could have told her what color panties she was wearing.

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After a few minutes Paul asked Susan if she’d like to see a video that he’d made at one of his clients houses with a hidden camera. She was so excited to see that it was a video of two people fucking; that it took her over three minutes before she realized that it was Drew and her that she was watching. As she sat there in shock, unable to tear her eyes from the screen see watched as her father come in and make it a 3-some. Finally she regained her senses enough to asked Paul to turn it off.

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Knowing that no one, especially Paul did anything without an ulterior motive Susan asked Paul what he wanted?

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“Well, to start with I could use a blowjob.” Paul said with a smile.

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“Fuck you, you sneaky bastard, I’m not giving you shit!” Susan screamed in understandable anger. From there the conversation escalated into mutual name calling and cursing. Furious, Susan spun on her heels and headed for the door. She got about two steps before Paul grabbed her wrist. The scuffled quickly escalated, causing Paul to twist her arms cruelly behind her and bind her wrists together.

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When Susan continued to resist, Paul got so angry that he turned her over his knees and flipped up her skirt. After caressing the smooth velvety cheeks of Susan’s spectacular butt, Paul pulled down her panties and applied the palm of his callused hand to her naked butt. After a couple of smacks her butt was turning a bright cherry red, and every swat was sending waves of heat through her pussy. By the time Paul’s hand had connected with Susan’s naked butt about 16 or 17 times she was sobbing, with tears streaming down her cheeks, and juice was seeping out of her pussy.

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When Paul dumped her on the floor Susan was so aroused that she started nibbling and kissing his cock through his pants before he could even pull them down. Once he got them down he couldn’t get his cock into Susan’s mouth fast enough to suit her. For the next fifteen minutes she feverishly alternated between licking his balls and sucking his cock. Because of her bound wrists Paul couldn’t get her blouse off over her arms so he ripped it from her body. As usual Susan wasn’t wearing a bra, so once her blouse was gone there was nothing to stop Paul from playing with her ripe breasts while she was sucking his cock.

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Once he’d cummed in her mouth, Paul grabbed Susan by her hair and pulled her roughly to feet. Still gripping her hair, Paul then dragged her to his bedroom. With her wrists still tied behind her backed, he tossed Susan face down on pile of pillows covering his and Mom’s bed. With her body supported by a couple of the pillows and her head pressed against a low headboard, Susan’s big, 6’ 2”, sexy, masculine stepfather entered her from the rear. With one hand gripping her hair and with the other reaching around to rub her clit, Paul thoroughly fucked her from behind. As he continued to furiously pound her pussy, Susan kept getting pushed further and further down the bed. Caught up in the throes of passion, her face pressed into the sheets as they continued growl all sorts of obscenities at each other. As he’s calling her a, “Stupid fucking bitch,” and telling her, “ this is all you’re good for, sucking cocks and getting fucked!” her body moves over and past the headboard. She’s still resisting so he keeps pounding her. The top of her head is being pressed up against the wall- or maybe it’s the window? They were both so totally caught up in what they were doing that neither gave a flying fuck. They were both hot, sweaty, dripping sweat, as Paul continued to drive her forward with his hard thrust. They were both suddenly yanked out of there lust inspired reverie by the sound of breaking glass as Susan’s head went through the window, a thin wooden blind all that was protecting her scalp from broken glass.

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There was a pause as the both stopped moving their hips. Still gripping Susan’s head and torso, and still pushing her face into a pillow, Paul mumbled, “Uh, I guess I’m going to have to fix that.” Then he asks, “You OK?” Susan’s just nods her head, and within seconds both were right back into their rhythm. Explosive orgasms leave them both exhausted and panting for breath.

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When Paul finally finished using Susan’s body and released her, they slip out of their role-playing behavior and they both start laughing hysterically about the broken window. Then Susan trotted off meekly to her room to clean up. By the time our real Mom got home, Susan was little miss prim and proper. From looking at her, no one would have guess that she’d spent the afternoon getting royally fucked by and sucking Paul’s cock.

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The next afternoon Stephanie was …

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To be continued…

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Bro & Sis

Part-8-of-8

Keith’s Surprise

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The next afternoon Stephanie was at work and Paul was out on an all day installation job. Taking advantage of the quiet, I was lying on my bed studying, when Susan came unexpectedly to my bedroom and into my bed. As she was lying there between my legs contentedly sucking my cock, she told me about her unexpected evening with Paul. I could tell from the way that she was going on about it, that whether she realized it or not, she now understood Linda’s excitement when we tied her up and dominated her. She said that when Paul tied her up and used her for his pleasure the feeling of helplessness was so awesome she lost count of the number of times she cummed. I had to agree with her, seeing her eyes glaze over with lust when I smacked her on her naked butt gave me a tremendous feeling of power. Without thought I grabbed Susan’s wrist and cruelly twisted them behind her. Dragging her to her feet, I forced her around d to the foot of the bed, then using the scarves that we’d used on Mom I bound her wrists to both corners of the footboard. Once the crotch of her panties was in her mouth and the gage in place she was totally helpless.

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The footboard was low enough that Susan couldn’t stand erect. She was forced to slump slightly forward, just enough to present me with perfect access to her shapely little butt. I started out standing behind her, with the palm of both hands on cupping the cheeks of her beautiful butt. As I fondled and caressed her creamy velvety skin, I nibbled and kiss the nape of her long slim aristocratic neck. I could feel her quivering with anticipation as my fingers dug cruelly into her flesh and I lightly nibbled her neck and playfully bit her ear lobe. Susan was so aroused that her juices were boiling up out of her pussy and flowing down her thighs. The entire room was filled with the aroma of pussy.

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As much fun as I was having, it was too bad that it was going to be interrupted. I was to meet my girlfriend, Karen at the library to lend her some research notes that she needed for a paper that she was writing. She had a class to go to so it was going to be run in give her the notes get a kiss then back home. Susan’s helplessness was bringing out cruel streak in me so since the entire trip shouldn’t take any more than an hour, I decided to leave her where she was, tied naked to the footboard and gagged

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The reek of pussy was so strong that I could smell it all the way down the hall and out the front door. The trip to the library was as uneventful as I’d expected. I never even got out of the car. Karen was waiting on the steps of the library. As soon as I drove up, she ran out to the car, took the notes through the window, gave me a kiss and was gone.

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Unknown to Keith, he was barely out of sight when Stephanie, his real mother pulled into the drive. As Stephanie went up stair and headed down the hall towards her bedroom, she noticed that Susan’s bedroom door was open and she wasn’t in there. Susan’s car was in the driveway and Susan hadn’t been downstairs, so Stephanie wondered where she was. Stopping in front of Keith’s room, she knocking lightly, and opened the door. And there she was in all her naked glory, bent forward and helpless tied to Keith’s footboard, her rebellious daughter Susan.

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This was perfect. Stephanie had had an extremely hard day at work and was in an enormously foul mood and was looking for some way to vent her rage. And here it was.

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Moving across the room, Stephanie cupped the cheeks of Susan tight ass and gently caressed it. Moving around to where Susan could see her, she reached out and gently pinched one of Susan’s nipples. Then looking Susan right in the eyes she started telling Susan what a slut she thought she was. She called her, “A fucking slut, a cunt, and a bitch.” As she talked Stephanie slowly exerted pressure to Susan’s nipple until Susan was whimpering and tears were coming pouring out of her eyes.

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“You stupid little bitch! From the day you were born you’ve been a willful and rebellious child,” snarled Stephanie, “And, from day one, your dad has protected you.” Letting go of Susan’s nipple, Stephanie moved away and started removing her clothing. As she was selecting a belt from the hook on the back of Keith’s closet door, she glanced over her shoulder and said, “But, I think all that’s about to change.”

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Hitting the belt across the palm of her hand, as she glided toward Susan, Stephanie said in a merry voice, “But I think that’s about change though isn’t it?” Then she laughed as Susan tried to scream and fight her bonds. Unfortunately for her, Keith had tied them too tight.

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As soon as I drove back in the driveway, I knew that I was in trouble. Stephanie’s car was parked there. My only hope was that Stephanie hadn’t gone near my room and was unaware of Susan’s presence. Entering the house I made my way carefully up the stairs and down the hallway. From the top of the stairs I could see the door that I’d left closed standing ajar. As I got nearer I could hear striking noises and muffled groans coming from my room.

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As I crept forward and peek in the door there was Stephanie naked as the day that she was born and with a wanton look on her face, lashing Susan viciously across her naked butt and calling her vile names. As Susan was dancing and dodging as much as her bindings would allow, Stephanie’s belt was lashing her tender flesh. Livid red welts were already crisscrossing her naked butt.

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I had never seen my mother naked before and had no idea that she was so hot. I was mesmerized by the sway of her shapely ass or the way her fabulist tits flopped every time she swung the belt. There was something hypnotic about the whole the whole scene, the wanton lust in my mother’s eyes, Susan’s helpless moans, and the sound of the belt striking Susan’s naked flesh. As I stood and watched I found myself getting an erection.

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Shaking off my confused emotions, I moved I purposefully on into my bedroom and shut the door. I don’t know how long mother had been whipping Susan but I could tell by the way she was slumped against the footboard and the livid welts on her ass that she was almost at her breaking point. Rushing into the room I grabbed mothers wrist and stopped her in mid swing. Growling like an animal, mother angrily spinning around, tried to yank her wrist free and we ended up wrestling for control of the belt. As we scuffled and her bare breasts rubbed against me, I got so aroused that my lust gave me extra strength. Cruelly twisting her arm behind her, I easily ripped the belt from her hand. With one hand still holding her arm and the other viciously entwined in her hair I walk mom over and threw her face down on the bed.

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Quickly straddling her back to keep her in place, I grabbed mom’s wrists. Then as she snarled and hissed like an enraged cat, I forced mom’s wrists over her head and handcuffed to the headboard. As I snapped the second one into place I thought how glad I was that I had removed them after we’d used them on Lind. Still furious, as I started getting up, Stephanie tried to bit me. Out of patients I slapped her so hard across the face that her head snapped back against the mattress and my livid handprint appeared on her cheek.

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Still rebellious mom kick and fought as I grabbed her ankles and cuffed them to the footboard. I was so sexually aroused that as I cuffed her last ankle into place, I couldn’t help glancing between her out stretched legs and leering at her exposed pussy. In this position her pussy was parted just enough for me to see beads of moisture on forming on her puff pink lips. Snatching mom’s panties off the floor, I stuffed them in her mouth to shut her up. Stephanie was so furious that even in her helpless state she still beat her hands and feet up and down on the bed.

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Freeing Susan, I helped her into my bathroom and tended to her wounds. When I bent Susan over the sink and inspected her injuries I developed a grudging respect for Stephanie’s ability with a belt. The welts were livid and she’d inflicted maximum pain, but there was no real damage done. By morning the welts would almost all be gone. By the time I finished applying soothing lotion to her butt, Stephanie was calmed down and back in control of her emotions.

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“God, Susan, are you OK?” I asked as I gently applied the soothing lotion to her welts. “I never meant for this to happen. I thought it would be funny to let you stew while I was took Karen my notes but I never meant for this to happen.”

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In too much pain to talk, Susan merely nodded her understanding. “ She wasn’t suppose to be home until much later. What happened?” then I added, “I had no idea that she had such a cruel streak. What set her off?”

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“Don’t know.” She answered, “She came in ranting about dad not letting her punish me as a child and that he wasn’t here now. The next thing I know she’s got one of your belts and I’m getting my ass whipped.

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As I continued to apply lotion to Susan’s sexy little butt, thought back over our lives. I thought about how dad had raised my sister and me from the time I was four and she was two, until our early teens when we started dividing our time between Mom and Dad’s. "I never really understood why Mom and Dad got a divorce," I told Susan, "All we knew abut the break up was that Mom had been seeing someone behind Dad’s back and that as soon as their divorce was final she married Paul. I think it would suffice to say that we both still hold some animosity towards both her and Paul.”

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As I continued to sooth Susan’s welts I gave her butt a little kiss to aid the healing. “If this is an example of her spankings I can see now why dad wouldn’t let her punish you.” Then after some more silent though on both our parts, Susan said, “I think I understand why dad divorced her now.”

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“Yes, he was young and naïve so her cruel streak probably scared him.”

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“Speaking of cruel streaks,” snarled Susan, “That bitch’s ass is mine.

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As Stephanie helplessly lay there, she found herself…

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The end

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