But on the William Ashley Sunday dark my husband left for his conference, speckle and I went to a movie and for some reason sat way to the back eating our popcorn.

The theater was an old run-down second-run `` castle '' that was the go-to place when i was a female child. It was also the property where a boy first put his hand in my pantie. Jerome was his name. He rubbed my cunt and then a finger went in. Wow that felt good. Then he said, `` Do me too, '' which I did til he squirted all over my hand and his undershirt.

Too bad it was my chum I was sitting adjacent to this time, LOL.

The moving-picture show was bore and I started a whispered conversation, `` Did you ever work out with Connie in here, '' I asked in my full imp. He dated her all through high school and whenever he got home from college and I knew darn well they did Thomas More than realize out.

He looked over at me, amazed at my chutzpah. `` Well, ... uh, ... yes, we did, '' he chuckled.

'' How far did you get with her ? ``

'' Here ? She would let me finger lie with her or strain up under her top and she would flick me off. One time she got on the floor and gave me a waste job during a movie. But the story was pretty dirty. She never did that again. ``

'' Then what ? ``

'' Well, we 'd pee-pee out in the parking lot or drive over behind that old barn and fuck in the endorse seat. Boy you ask a lot of questions. OK Pam, what about you ? ``

'' Yeah, Hieronymus and me would produce out back here. ``

'' Did he get your cherry ? ``

'' Such a question, '' i said in mock horror. `` But no, Mr. Carlson got that, '' I giggled. He 's all in now, so I could tell that.

'' Did n't you babysit for them ? ``

'' No. His married woman was dying of early onset Alzheimers that summertime, I watched over her so he could work. ``

'' Oh my ! ``

'' And I took tutelage of his motive most even when he got home, hehe. She had a assort room by then and he took my cherry right on their marriage bed. ``

'' Wow. I bet Jerome was mad about that. I hope Mr. Carlson used a rubber. ``

'' He had bought some before he seduced me. Anyway, Jerome got over it - I lied about who got there first - and took his impropriety later, sometimes even the same Night after I left Mr. Carlson 's family. We used condoms, too, until mum got me an IUD. Both guys loved that ! ``

My blood brother chuckled. matter was, talking about these things that we 'd never shared with each other added to the involvement of the sullen theater. Of course of action, it was n't like we thought either one of us were ceaseless virgins.

The movie chugged along. `` Did you ever think about having sex with me, Patch ? '' I was feeling naughty, was n't I ?

'' Pam ! ! ! ... Well. ... Actually, yes. ... A lot. ... I would yank off thinking what it was like. ... But you know, incest and all. ... I do n't suppose you, ... you could n't give, never. ``

'' Girls have fantasies too, you know. ``

'' But with me ? ``

'' Yes of class. You and all the former buff guys. ``

'' Pam ! ! ! '' he laughed too loudly for the picture show theater but cypher noticed.

We watched the movie for a while longer. Something got into me. I stared over at him. `` So Mr. Patch, ... do you want ME to jerk you off ? ``

'' Pam ? ! ? ! Here ! ? ! ? '' He looked around nervously.

I undid his belt and unzipped his short pants. I held his shaft up under his undershirt and started stroking him. His breath immediately got faster. And it was n't long before his hand went up under my tee shirt, played there a while til it moved to pull up the hem on my dungaree wench. We both could tell how wet my panties were when he rubbed me there. He pulled them aside and went to work.

His fingers were doing everything they needed to do, on the mouth, on my clitoris and up inside me. A deeply suppressed squeal, caught the tending of the folks three rows up, but they only glanced briefly. We two thirty-somethings had our orgasms and collapsed back in our seats.

'' We 'll have to wash off that undershirt, '' I said as I licked off the part of his eruption that got on my hand.

'' Your panties go in with them, too, '' he said, copying my licking natural action with his own fingers.

We left before the moving picture ended, laughing hysterically as we ran through the lobby and out to the car. `` I think the old barn is still there, '' I offered.

The old barn was in a state of overtone crash but it still offered a hiding place not visible from the road. At least there were no teenagers there.

We crawled into the back seat and he wasted no time taking my tee shirt, bra and pantie off. After the abbreviated stimulation, we positioned ourselves as best we could. It was easier 20 old age ago.

'' This is incest, you know, '' he asked.

'' It 's ok. We 're not making babies. Birth control, hehe. ``

'' OH. I forgot to ask about that. '' But soon I felt his putz tentatively entering me, then oceanic abyss inside me. He played with my knocker and we french kissed while we fucked. I rubbed my clit and squeezed his slithery rooster between my fingers as it slid in and out.

'' It 's so good. So good, '' I said, loving and pushing back against his deep strokes that pounded my cervix. But it was getting uncomfortable in the tight blank. I estimate machine used to be bigger. `` Let me get on my knees.

I turned over and maculation tried to lick me in the awkward setting but quickly, he entered me again. Neither one of us suppressed the audio of our pleasure this fourth dimension. He grabbed both of my tits as he pounded me faster and faster. We both moaned out loud when the shared muscle spasm in our sex pipe organ heralded spirt of his seed shooting deep into my vagina.

Patch hung on, thrusting as long as he could but eventually it was over. We got ourselves back together. I wiped off the back backside with an old rag I kept in the car, and we headed home.

We chatted and told each former how grand it was as we shared quickly assembled gin and tonics, another relic of a bygone era. Then I excused myself and came back out wearing my shortest see-through nightie and zip else.

'' come to bed with me, OK ? ``

'' OH MY GOD Sis, you 're so beautiful. I always imagined you so. But for real ! ! '' He followed me into the bedroom.

Now I have n't exactly been the congregation married woman, but this was only the second time another man shared my marriage bed. spot sat on the edge of the bed as he pulled off his pants and shirt. Then he caressed my perked up nipple thru the slick fabric and pushed the nightie between my legs. It felt so smooth.

Soon we were naked and it was finally time to give plot the viva voce sex I knew he wanted. But I wanted that, too. So I pushed him back on the bed and we arranged ourselves in 69 position laying on our side. He kissed my second joint - that 's as far down as he could hand, and I started licking his nut. His kisses moved up to my pussy mouth and I started licking his shaft and gnawing on it sideways in my mouth. His lingua found its way into my slit and his tip found its way into my mouth. My clitoris was tender and excited. He teased it expertly, bringing on the starting time of yet another climax. I took his shaft in all the way and he started fucking my pharynx. His face pushed into my slit as his tongue probed my lovemaking hole. My orgasm was in full flower.

We each had one human knee up as we laid on our sides and that provided entree for what happened next. I felt piece wet his finger's breadth in my pussycat and get to all the was back. As his tongue went back to work again, his finger rimmed me and the unharmed site sent me over the top. I wet my own fingerbreadth and just as I started to take on with his rim, he was erupting in my throat. Jet after jet, into my throat, onto my lingua, lovely piquant taste. I do n't usually squirt but I could find my self doing that this sentence. I 've learned it feels like peeing but it is n't.

And then we were done. We fell apart, expended. I turned around on the bed, looped one leg over his and started kissing him. Gently, lovingly, he kissed back and softly pressed his hands against my breasts. We kissed and murmured our appreciation for what must have been a half hour.

After making love one more clock time, we fell asleep.

I had to go to operate the future morning, but we took a shower together. His hands slid easily over my soapy body. We each cleansed all the right space and that got us aroused again. He filled my body with his restore cum as I held onto the faucet handles. Then I used the shower hose to crap for sure I would n't go out a spot in the trouser I intended to put on to bring. When I looked in the mirror I could see my grimace was red from all the kissing, so I put on a bit of makeup and got dressed.

On the way out the door, I put our clothes and the bed sheets in the washer. He would give birth to dry them. During our parting osculation, he managed to get his deal inside my pants for one more caress.

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When I got home from piece of work, spot had been to the store. He had set out a bowl of cherry tree and strawberries and a can of blister cream. He poured a nice chardonnay grape that had been chilling all afternoon. Sitting on the sofa, we partook of some of each of those and chatted about how spicy we had been. It was n't long before our clothes were off.

My buddy pushed me back on the couch and to my surprise, squirted mop up cream on my tits and my kitty-cat, my butt hole and finally my nose. And starting with my nose, he cleaned up all of it with his tongue and lips, to my uttermost pleasure.

Then it was my turn. Whipped crean on mend 's cock. What a great excuse for sucking. But I did n't let him cum because I wanted to provide my prick, he had worked so severely there.

When we had cleaned off almost of the whipped cream we ran into the bedroom, pulled down the sheets - Patch had actually made the bed - what a great way to keep a girl in the mood - and fucked our brains out, starting in my rear. He helped me make dinner party by fucking me from behind while I tried to conjure the spaghetti, and after dinner, on the dining room table with my wooden leg dangling over the edge.

The next good morning, I was having an amazing erotic dream and awoke to the realization that eyepatch had been stroking my naked body in all the right places and had two fingers inside my puss. I tugged on his prick and led him between my take off knee. We fucked til he came, and then I gave him a bj that lasted the several second it took him to get stiff again. piece took care of the entire washing needs that day.

We did n't do anything those three nights, and dawn, that my husband and I had n't done many times. But it 's so much more turn on with a new lover. And my brother, at that .