intensity 1
My brother is at drill, and my parents aren't home from body of work yet. I'm raw, as I usually am when I have the house to myself, and I go into my brother's bedroom. I snoop around in his stuff, looking for anything he might be trying to hide out but don't rule anything new. I put on one of his ice hockey jerseys and lie on his bed. I begin touching myself between my legs.

My clit is hard as I tease it and flick it. I'm in no precipitation, I have at to the lowest degree another hr so I can afford to contract it slow and love a long build up to a screaming orgasm. That's the other benefit to being home alone - I don't have to be serenity when I make myself cum. My fingers are all slippery with pussy succus as I explore the intimate contour line of my young cunt. I tickle my brightness crop of pubic hair and flirt with my Virgo hole. I pinch my tit through the jersey ; delighting in feeling them stiffen between my fingers. My clit is so hard that it's aching.

I imagine my brother is suddenly there on top of me. He's telling me how beautiful I am and how often he's always wanted me. His cock is poised at my possible action. He desperately wants to fuck me, but he knows how wrong it would be to fuck his own sister. In my mind I'm about to secern him to do it when I hear someone shed light on their throat loudly.

I open my heart and see my sidekick Mike standing there with his packsack slung over one shoulder and a mephistophelian grin on his human face. I scream, gibe my legs together and pull his jersey down to cover myself.

"Too late, Emma,"he chortles,"already saw everything."

"microphone ! Get out of here !"

"Why should I ? It's my room."He drops his book bag and steps into the way. I can see from the bulge in his pant. .. that he already has a hard-on.

"How long were you there ?"

"Long enough to see my heartfelt fiddling babe doing some very soil things to herself."

"You're disgusting."

"Hey, I'm not the one jerking off on my bed."He rubbed his bulge."You know, that sounds like a pretty skillful idea."

"Don't you dare !"I yelled, trying to breed up how much I would do it it if he did show me his cock.

"Y'know, you didn't have to discontinue just because of me."

"Shut up, weirdo."I sat up, trying to picture out how I was going to get past him and make it safely back to my elbow room before I embarrassed myself any more.

"Where d'ya think you're going ?"

"Anywhere but here."

"Not with my jersey, you're not. demand it off."

"No way !"

"Alright. .. surmise I'll just have to tell Mom and Dad what I found in my way when I came household from school today."

It was bad enough being caught by my pal, but I would absolutely die if my parents found out I played with myself in strawman of my brother. It would be even worse if they knew I was doing it in Mike's room.

"Please don't tell,"I begged, knowing it would give him the pep pill hand.

"I won't. .. if you do what I tell you to do."

"God, you're such a pervert !"

"Give me back my jersey, Em. Now !"

I pull it off and throw it at him, then do my right to cover my little tits and wet pussycat with my hands.

"No reason to be shy, sis."He teases as he carelessly tosses the T-shirt aside and looks me over with a hungry luxuria that makes my clit start throbbing."Actually, I feel bad for interrupting. Why don't you go ahead and finish."

"Are you crazy ?"

"I wonder how long you'll be grounded after Mom and Dad find out about the freaky things you do when they're not at home. Maybe I'll tell them about how you sometimes play with yourself in their bed, too."

"How do you know about that ?"

"I didn't, but I do now."

"Rrrr ! I hate you !"

"Go ahead an afford up those scraggy legs of yours and let me see that cute puss again."His confident smile informs me that he knows he has me right where he wants me. I have no choice…or at to the lowest degree that's what I tell myself.

"If anyone's a freak around here, it's you."

I lie back, my pump backwash, and I take my hand away from my puss. Hesitantly, I open my legs. I don't want him to know how a good deal I really want to do this for him.

"Nice,"he says in a whispery voice as my knees touch down on the mattress to my leftfield and right."I wan na see your titty, too."

I take my arm away, leaving myself completely exposed to my Brother. I've never been naked in straw man of anyone before and it's both scary and thrilling at the same time.

"Can I go now ?"I complain, hoping he continues to exert his king over me and says no.

"Touch it,"he orders. There's a thickly rasp in his voice that sends tingles across my bare flesh."I want to see you play with your pussy and make me excited."

My hired man moves down to my cunt. I wonder if he can see how much I'm trembling. If he can, I hope he thinks it's because I'm disorder and not because I'm more turned on than I've ever been before in my life.

"Yeah, that's it, Emma. Pretend like I'm not even here and partake yourself the way you like to."

"Shut up, loser."My actor's line didn't have any posture behind them. Could he secern I meant the exact opposite of what I was saying ?

I spread my wetness up the length of my slit, circling a fingerbreadth around my strong clitoris, then going back down for to a greater extent of my born lubricant. I'm leaking like never before and can feel it actually trickling down my ass pass. I have to be careful or I'll cum in about another three second base. I don't want him to know just how randy this is making me. That's when I hear a zip fastener coming down. My gist saltation. Is this really happening ?

I look up to see my brother holding his intemperately cock in his hand. He's stroking it slowly as he stares between my legs, transfixed by my pussy. I've been dreaming about seeing his penis for so long, and now there it is, all big and voiceless. I feel strangely proud that his peter is like that because of me.

"You like that ?"he asks, stepping closer and brandishing his hard-on in my direction.
I swallow, debating how to respond. I find myself nodding before I consciously make up my judgement. He comes to the slope of the bed and jerk on his erection, aiming it right at me. God, it's a brilliant instrument to witness.

"Why don't you take your clothes off, too ?"I suggest.

"Don't mind if I do,"he quips and begins stripping.

I continue fingering myself as I watch my brother's gymnastic eubstance come into prospect with each small-arm of clothing that he sheds. Soon he's as naked as I am. I can't stay staring. He likes that I'm looking at him as much as I like him looking at me.

"Are you going to cum ?"I ask. .. surprised at how onward I'm able-bodied to be. .. given the situation.

"I will if you do."

I begin working my pussy more seriously, just like I would if I was alone. When he sees this he gets on the bed with me, kneeling at my side watching my hand moving rapidly between my legs. His prick is secretive enough for me to reach out and touch. I unintentionally let out a slight moan. He takes this as a signal to touch my titmouse with his gratuitous mitt. He's being a bit too rough, but I still like it.

"Tell me when you're about to cum, Emma."

listening him say my name while he's beating off over my bare organic structure private road me wild. I slip a finger into my hollow and groan some more as I feel my orgasm building quickly. I try to make it finis as long as I can, but it only takes a minute before I reach the point of no return.

"I'm gon na cum, microphone ! Oh, shtup, I'm gon na cum so laborious !"Without thinking I reach up and very gently cup his balls, feeling them all hot and sweaty in my laurel wreath for the first time. It's unlike anything I've ever felt before.

He beats his turncock faster and I get the estimation that he's trying to fourth dimension his coming with mine. God, that's so friggin'hot ! I cry out and my ass comes up off the bed as I start to go off.

"Do it, Emma. Let me see you cum !"His fingers dig into my low immobile mammilla as he groans."Oh, piece of tail !"

Despite being in the throes of my own orgasm, I'm still able to see the head of his cock suddenly swell seconds before a big squirt of sperm shoots out and lands on my tummy. wave of disco biscuit are crashing through me. My buddy quickly redirects his member and more come in splashes on my mamilla and mamilla. The feeling of his warm spunk on my skin is beyond amazing. We both continue rubbing ourselves well after our orgasms have passed, neither one wanting it to come to an end.

Volume II

At first my family fantasies were restricted solely to my brother. That changed shortly after I found a secret cache of porn my dad had out in the old detached garaged behind our business firm. When no one was base, I would sometimes sneak out there and go through the small collection of mouldy girlie magazines hidden under his work bench. It wasn't long before the following phantasy was added to my private repertory :

I'm squatting in the littered garage with a faded copy of Hustler spread open on a milk crate in front of me. I've taken off my jeans, but my white cotton wool panty dotted with dark hiss are down around my ankle. My digit tickle lightly around my puffy vulva. My little clit is aching to be touched, but I don't want to break it by going too fast. I don't get this luck very often, so I want to name it count.

The odour of oil, rusted metal, and old sawdust is substantial in the air. I bring my digit to my nose and sniff, adding the fragrance of my own sweaty cunt to the mix. I turn the Sir Frederick Handley Page and retort my hand between my legs. The naked woman I'm looking at has glorious tits. I long for the day that my modest booby develop into something more womanly, but I'm afraid it might never materialise. I tickle my sparse plot of ground of pussy hair, then slide my halfway fingerbreadth along my slit and feel how piano my lips are. I wonder if the sexy loose woman in the moving-picture show ever masturbates like me.

"Emma, is that you in here ?"It's my dad's voice.

I instantly panic. I have to hide the magazine, or rip up my panties, or grab my pants, or duck behind the garbage can, or…too late. My dad is standing close by looking around. He hasn't seen me yet, but he will any arcsecond. In the stupor of the moment, I didn't end up doing any of the things my brain told me to do all at once.

"Oh, Emma, it is you,"he smiles when he sees me."What're you do-…"He spots the powder magazine and the smile falters."Oh."Next he realizes my scanty are down and my hand is the only thing covering my naked slit."Oh, I see…ahem."

I'm ready to die of the worst embarrassment I've ever felt in my life. Dad looks just as out of sorts as I feel. He scratches the back of his heading as he considers the situation.

"Guess you stumbled on my secret stash there, eh ?"He chuckles nervously."Your mom would kill me if she knew I had those."His torso voice communication tells me he's struggling with an internal argumentation about what to do about finding his girl masturbating to his pornography."That one you got there is probably my favorite. You got effective taste, Thomas Young lady."He's trying to lighten things up, but I'm so humiliated that I'm in no mood to jest and stay crouched where I am.

My dad reaches out his hand, and I give him the magazine. He flips through the pages, suspension, flips a couple more, looks something over, and then turns back a Page. I notice a bulge growing in his pants and don't know what to do. I should probably try to pull my scanty up, but I don't.

"This one gets me off every time."He puts the cartridge clip down on the milk crateful so I can see. There's a shapely redhead taking up the entire left page. Both her wooden leg are straight up in the air spread in a spacious V. She's squeezing her chest together so that her nipples are almost touching. Her pilus is big and curly.

"She does deliver a sexy body,"I offer meekly. My stomach butter churn, hoping I didn't despoilation thing by speaking. My dad's smiling becomes a little more decompress, and he nods.

"She does, I'll give her that. But that's not the whole story."He crouches down next to me and the closeness makes my privates almost vibrate in a way I never felt before.

"It's this that does it for me."Dad taps the manikin's boldness."She has such a shy, innocent look about her. She could be the sweet missy next door, or the checkout time girl you see every day at the store or even my Pres Young girl. And then you look down and wow ! attend what she's doing. That holy person turns out to be one cruddy niggling devil."

My eyes stray to my father's crotch and I see that the gibbosity has grown into something more substantive. His handwriting moves along his leg and he massages his hardness through his drawers with me right there next to him.

"Yeah, I think I see what you mean,"I say, wanting him to know I understand what he's talking about. The char has big, beautiful pussy lips splayed capable in movement of us. That was the only thing I had really noticed before, but now that I was seeing it through my father's heart, the image was a lot more titillating than I had ever realized.

"Would it be okay, Emma, if I join you ?"

"Join me ?"I'm not indisputable if he means what I hope he does."Ahhhh O.K., if you want to."

He pats me on the berm as he stands, opens his pants and drops them to the level. Just like that I'm staring at my father's surd cock. It's big, and thick, and straight. The head flares out at the home and bender to a blunt tip. I can even see my dad's pee hollow pull in as day. His hairy balls hang heavily between his branch and I'm dying to acknowledge what it would feel like to maintain them in my hand.

My Father-God kneel down next to me, grips his monolithic hard-on, and begins stroking it slowly. He looks over and sees the stunned look on my face.

"Girls aren't the only ones who masturbate, you know."He punctuates his joke by nudging me with his elbow.

"I know, but…"I'm not sure if I should say anything.

"But… ?"

"I never thought you did… ‘ that,'” I nod toward my dad's handwriting moving steadily up and down his meaty shaft.

"No ? What did you intend I had these clip out here for ?"

I shrug, glancing up at him then back down at what he's doing with his tool."I guess I never really thought about it."I press my hand to my pussy. It's hot and moist against my palm.

"Do you descend out here a lot ?"he asks, more rummy than accusing.

"I've done it a few times,"I admit. I'm ashamed of being caught, but now I'm also excited that I was.

"And do you always pull down your panties and equal yourself ?"

I hesitated for a moment before nodding. I never told anyone before that I played with myself. I always thought it would be the worst matter in the world if anyone found out what a pervert I am. Now that I knew my dad did it too, it didn't seem like as a lot of a terrible matter."It feels honest,"I say just to say something.

"I'm surely it does."My dad looked down between my peg. I moved my hired hand a piffling to the side."flavour like my girl finally has some hair down there."

That makes me feel proud for some lightheaded reason. He turns his attention to the cartridge holder cattle ranch and continues to work his cock. I get up the face to pertain myself the way I've been wanting to for the last couple hour. I circle my speck around my hole and denigrate some of the wetness around down there. My finger's breadth moves up and down and around. I can't believe I'm doing this with my dad right there with me.

"Do you desire to see the one I like the most ?"My voice sounds small and squeaky, but I manage to get the words out.

"Sure, pumpkin, I'd like that a lot."

I flip to the close pictorial. There's a dark-haired adult female with a pixie-cut and small bosom. She's on her articulatio genus with her butt toward the tv camera. Her deal is on one of her laughingstock cheeks and she's pulling it to the side so you can see everything between her legs. I point to it, and locomote my hand back down to where it was.

"Hmm, nice,"my dad says as he inspects the exposure."Why do you like this one ?"

I'd never really thought about it before. I study the exposure as I lightly finger myself.
"I surmise because she's not just sitting there all like, ‘ tone at me.'” I consider the model's aspect for the kickoff metre, noticing that she has an expression that was partly
a challenge and partly an invitation."She's taking charge and showing off what she's got, like she's proud of it or something."

"Okay, yeah, I can see that."

"And I like how she's not shy to let you see…everything."

"Everything ?"my dad prompts. His hand is moving a little faster. I go ahead and start rubbing my clit like I would if I was by myself.

"Yeah, y'know, like her…stuff…"

"You mean her snatch ?"

Hearing my father say that parole sends a chill through me."Yeah, her kitty-cat and her…butthole."

"Mmm, I have to agree with you on that one, steady. There's something about a woman who's bequeath to circularize her ass and put it all out there."He looked down at what I was doing again."shucks, you're certainly not a little little girl anymore, Emma."

"I know how to make myself suffer an coming,"I blurt out in an attempt to shew just how grown up I am.

"Is that so ? I suppose you've been doing a lot of practicing under the screen late at night,"he kidded."Do you have it away what happens when a man has an orgasm ?"

"spermatozoan comes out,"I answer quickly, maybe too quickly.

"Ah, just. I wasn't sure if your mother covered that part when she had ‘ The Talk'with you."

I don't tell him that I didn't learn this bit of sexual trivia from Mom."Are you going to clear yourself cum, Daddy ?"

"I don't really have much of a option at this level, youthful madam. As long as that's okay with you."

"Oh, yeah, certainly !"I worry that I sound too enthusiastic. I try to retrieve my sang-froid.

"Totally."

We look at the cartridge clip together, but we are each more interested in what the early is doing than the static model who has been holding her ass open for the retiring five years.

"Dad,"I finally pipe up when a wicked mind enters my head."Is it okay if I try something ?"

"Ahh…depends on what it is."

"Something I want to usher you."The butterflies are batting around inside my pot like crazy.

"I'm game."

I stand and kick off my panties and my sneakers, leaving on my articulatio talocruralis socks. Too bad I don't have a pair of high up bounder handy. With my back to my father, I pull my shirt off over my head and take off my plain white bra. I'm very mindful that I'm showing off my raw butt to my dad for the first time ever. It was no big deal though because I was about to show him a whole lot more.

I find an open dapple and spread an old cover over the cement floor. I get down on my vertebral column, put my feet up senior high in the air, capable my ramification in a wide of the mark V, and constrict my tiny boobies together. My dad instantly recognizes the affectedness and laughs. He's not laughing at me, but just because of how felicitous I've made him. I try to ca-ca that same shy, innocent aspect he likes so much in his favorite picture.

"Oh my God, Emma. You're too much."

"You don't need those dirty magazines, pop. Not when you have me."I never knew acting like a filthy trollop would experience so thoroughly."Do you like it ?"

"Are you kidding ? I love it, sweetheart !"He is jerking off even faster now."You're a century metre sexy than the lady friend succeeding door could ever be."

"Can you see my kitty, Daddy ?"I worry the lighting isn't ripe enough for him to get a good facial expression."You should get closer so you can see it better."

He gets up, kicks away his gasp and kneeling down in front of me like my naked consistency is some kind of holy altar. My legs are getting tired, but I hold them open for my founder."Instead of masturbating to those magazines, you can jack off to my pussy whenever you want."

"Oh God, you're going to make me cum so knockout, coddle girl."My dad starts playing with his globe, rolling them around in his mitt as he jerks himself. He looks straight at my slit through it all and it seems like he might be about to cry."How about your favorite picture ? Want to demonstrate me that pose ?"

A dash of excitement shoots through me. I hadn't even thought of that. What an awesome musical theme. I modest my legs and turn around onto my knees. I look over my berm and give Dad my best inviting challenge I can muster, then put one hand on a prat cheek.

"You ready for this ?"I say, trying to be all bad-ass sexy.

"Yes, yes ! Please, yes !"

I slowly ease my cheek to the position and open myself up to him completely. My dad lets out a shuddering groan and beats his cock faster."Can you see everything, pa ?"
"I see everything, sweetheart. I can see it all."

I can tell he was getting close."You can squirt your spermatozoon on me if you want to, pop. You can squirt it anywhere you want."
"I love you, Emma !"he cries out and leaning in toward me."I fucking love you sooooo muuuuuch !"As he yells the dustup. .. his cum begins to spew from his cock straight towards my mouth. He pumps spirt after spurt against my backtalk, some of it landing on a impudence, and then I surprise both of us and open my mouth. A sudden fierce surge of cum leaves the tip of his cock and lands on my knife and gushes back into my oral fissure. I lean forward and let his shooting fire hose enter my warm rim as I force them closer together. I watch him go back and Forth River for several minutes as his cock slowly begins to shrink.

I can't even wait until he's all the way finished, and I start frigging myself like crazy. My cunt is all gooey and it feels more than amazing. I never masturbated so heavy and so fast in my whole spirit. It only takes a few second base before I am moaning and screaming through my first gear sexual climax in front of my dad. He backs away slightly to observe my body erupt.

"I'm going to cum ! Thank you, Daddy ! Thank you for cumming in my oral fissure ! You make my pussy feel sooo gooood !"I buck and hump my manus like it's the easily sex I've ever had ( which it actually is ). When my orgasm coating, I can't arrest. I keep fingering myself like an out of control sex maniac until I cum again and again while my father holds his spent cock in his hand and lookout man in amazement.

Neither of us speak for a long while as I catch my breath. I want things to keep going, but I can't get up the braveness to evidence my Father I want him to do more sex things to me. He gets up, fetches a clean hankie from his pants pocket and tosses it to me. I'm afraid he's ashamed of me and what we just did.

"Can we do this again sometime, Daddy ? I really like masturbating with you."

"Hmm, I don't know, sweetheart. We could get in a lot of problem for messing around like this. If your mother ever found out…"

"I won't tell anyone, I swear ! Especially not Mom !"I open my branch and dab at the wetness around my pussy. My dad can't stop looking.

"Your mom's going to her quilting club tomorrow night,"he says suggestively as he pulls on his pant."What do you say we meet up out here and deal a look at that copy of Penthouse together ?"

"Yes !"I jump up and bemuse my coat of arms around him in a big hug. I almost forget I'm naked until I feel my dad patting my bare ass."I love you, Daddy."With that I plant a big, juicy candy kiss right on his lips.

This was one fantasy that I rarely got to the end of. .. before cumming. I usually got off rightfulness around when I started posing and spreading my legs. The estimate of exposing my kitty to my father held a unique sexual charge for me. In reality, when I found his smut stash, I knew exactly what my forefather was using it for. The idea that my dad jerked off was a disclosure to me back then, and it really fired my horny resourcefulness. The thought of him jacking off to me as I showed off my naked body gave me more orgasms than I can count. These fancy inevitably evolved into imagining scene where my father and I would bonk, but I'll save that for another time because right now I have to go take aim care of something out in the garage…