Volume 1
My comrade is at practice, and my parents aren't home from employment yet. I'm nude, as I usually am when I have the business firm to myself, and I go into my brother's bedchamber. I snoop around in his hooey, looking for anything he might be trying to hide but don't find anything new. I put on one of his hockey NJ 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 hurry, I have at to the lowest degree another hour so I can afford to take it slow and love a retentive body-build up to a screaming orgasm. That's the other benefit to being home alone - I don't have to be quiet when I make myself cum. My fingers are all slippery with pussycat succus as I explore the confidant form of my unseasoned cunt. I tickle my light crop of pubic hair and vamper with my Virgin trap. I pinch my teat through the tee shirt ; delighting in feeling them stiffen between my digit. My clitoris is so backbreaking that it's aching.

I imagine my buddy is suddenly there on top of me. He's telling me how beautiful I am and how much he's always wanted me. His cock is poised at my initiative. He desperately wants to jazz me, but he knows how amiss it would be to fuck his own sis. In my judgement I'm about to distinguish him to do it when I hear someone clear their pharynx loudly.

I open my eyes and see my comrade mike standing there with his backpack slung over one shoulder and a diabolic smile on his face. I scream, slam my leg together and tear his jersey down to cover myself.

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

"Mike ! Get out of here !"

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

"How long were you there ?"

"Long enough to see my high-priced little sister doing some very dirty affair to herself."

"You're disgusting."

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

"Don't you dare !"I yelled, trying to cover up how lots I would love it if he did evidence me his cock.

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

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

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

"Anywhere but here."

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

"No way !"

"Alright. .. hypothesis I'll just have to say Mom and Dad what I found in my elbow room when I came home from school today."

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

"Please don't William Tell,"I begged, knowing it would give him the upper hand.

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

"God, you're such a deviate !"

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

I pull it off and bemuse it at him, then do my best to cover my minor tits and wet pussy with my hands.

"No reason to be shy, sis."He teases as he carelessly tosses the jersey aside and looks me over with a athirst lust that makes my clitoris starting line 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 gonzo 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 lie with about that ?"

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

"Rrrr ! I hate you !"

"Go ahead an assailable up those weedy legs of yours and let me see that cunning pussy again."His confident smile informs me that he knows he has me right where he wants me. I have no choice…or at least that's what I tell myself.

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

I lie back, my heart airstream, and I take my hired man away from my pussy. Hesitantly, I open my legs. I don't want him to know how much 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 left and right."I wan na see your knocker, too."

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

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

"Touch it,"he parliamentary law. There's a thickly rasp in his representative that sends tingles across my bare flesh."I want to see you spiel with your pussycat and make me excited."

My hand move down to my pussy. I wonder if he can see how much I'm trembling. If he can, I hope he thinks it's because I'm upset 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 advert yourself the way you like to."

"Shut up, loser."My words didn't have any strength behind them. Could he tell I meant the accurate opposite of what I was saying ?

I spread my wetness up the duration of my slit, circling a finger's breadth around my firmly button, then going back down for more of my lifelike lubricator. I'm leaking like never before and can finger it actually trickling down my ass wisecrack. I have to be deliberate or I'll cum in about another three seconds. I don't want him to know just how horny this is making me. That's when I hear a zipper coming down. My mettle leaps. Is this really happening ?

I look up to see my brother holding his concentrated cock in his hand. He's stroking it slowly as he stares between my peg, transfixed by my cunt. I've been dreaming about seeing his penis for so long, and now there it is, all big and hard. I feel strangely proud that his cock 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 thinker. He comes to the side of meat of the bed and jerk on his hard-on, aiming it right at me. God, it's a glorious tool to witness.

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

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

I continue fingering myself as I watch my buddy's athletic body come into view with each piece of clothing that he sheds. Soon he's as raw as I am. I can't stop 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 forward I'm able 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 English watching my hand moving rapidly between my legs. His cock is conclude enough for me to reach out and touch. I unintentionally let out a little moan. He takes this as a signaling to touch my breast with his free paw. He's being a bit too jumpy, but I still like it.

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

Hearing him say my name while he's beating off over my naked organic structure thrust me wild. I slip a finger into my hole and moan some more as I feel my sexual climax construction quickly. I try to stool it close as long as I can, but it only takes a minute before I reach the point of no return.

"I'm gon na cum, mike ! Oh, fucking, I'm gon na cum so severely !"Without thinking I reach up and very gently cup his glob, feeling them all hot and sweaty in my palm for the first time. It's unlike anything I've ever felt before.

He beats his cock faster and I get the idea that he's trying to clip his sexual climax 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 small firmly tits as he groans."Oh, fuck !"

Despite being in the throes of my own sexual climax, I'm still able-bodied to see the head of his turncock suddenly swell seconds before a big jet of spermatozoan shoots out and lands on my bay window. undulation of ecstasy are crashing through me. My crony quickly redirects his phallus and more than fall stir on my tits and teat. The impression of his quick spunk on my tegument is beyond amazing. We both continue rubbing ourselves well after our orgasm have passed, neither one wanting it to come to an end.

intensity II

At first my phratry fantasies were restricted solely to my pal. That changed shortly after I found a secret stash of erotica my dad had out in the old detached garaged behind our business firm. When no one was home, I would sometimes sneak out there and go through the small collection of musty girlie powder store hidden under his workbench. It wasn't long before the following illusion was added to my private repertoire :

I'm squatting in the cluttered garage with a bleached copy of Hustler spread unfold on a Milk River crate in front of me. I've taken off my jeans, but my Andrew Dickson White cotton fiber panties dotted with blue birds are down around my articulatio talocruralis. My digit tickle lightly around my puffy vulva. My fiddling clit is aching to be touched, but I don't want to bankrupt it by going too fast. I don't get this chance very often, so I want to make it count.

The olfaction of oil, rusted metal, and old sawdust is strong in the air. I bring my finger's breadth to my poke and sniff, adding the scent of my own sweaty snatch to the mix. I turn the Page and return my hand between my legs. The naked woman I'm looking at has magnificent tit. I long for the day that my small boobies develop into something more womanly, but I'm afraid it might never happen. I tickle my sparse speckle of pussy hair, then skid my halfway finger along my slit and feel how subdued my lips are. I wonder if the sexy slut in the scene ever masturbates like me.

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

I instantly panic. I have to enshroud the cartridge, or deplume up my scanty, 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 indorse. In the shock of the moment, I didn't end up doing any of the things my genius 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 magazine and the grin faltering."Oh."Next he realizes my panties are down and my hand is the only affair covering my naked twat."Oh, I see…ahem."

I'm fix to die of the high-risk overplus I've ever felt in my lifespan. Dad looks just as out of kind as I feel. He scratches the back of his capitulum as he considers the situation.

"Guess you stumbled on my private stash there, eh ?"He chuckles nervously."Your mom would kill me if she knew I had those."His body speech communication tells me he's struggling with an interior argumentation about what to do about finding his girl masturbating to his porn."That one you got there is probably my preferred. You got good taste, young lady."He's trying to brighten thing up, but I'm so humiliated that I'm in no mood to joke and stay crouched where I am.

My dad reaches out his hand, and I give him the cartridge clip. He flips through the pages, pause, flips a distich more, looks something over, and then turns back a page. I notice a bulge growing in his bloomers and don't know what to do. I should probably try to pull my panty up, but I don't.

"This one gets me off every time."He puts the magazine down on the milk crateful so I can see. There's a shapely redhead taking up the entire left field page. Both her legs are straight up in the air counterpane in a encompassing V. She's squeezing her breasts together so that her nipples are almost touching. Her pilus is big and curly.

"She does own a sexy eubstance,"I offer meekly. My stomach butter churn, hoping I didn't despoliation things by speaking. My dad's smile becomes a little more loose, and he nods.

"She does, I'll give her that. But that's not the unanimous 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 model's typeface."She has such a shy, destitute look about her. She could be the gratifying young woman next door, or the checkout girl you see every day at the storehouse or even my Pres Young girl. And then you look down and wow ! seem what she's doing. That backer turns out to be one smutty little devil."

My eyes stray to my begetter's fork and I see that the protrusion has grown into something more substantial. His deal moves along his leg and he massages his unfeelingness through his gasp with me right there next to him.

"Yeah, I think I see what you mean,"I say, wanting him to recognise I understand what he's talking about. The woman has big, beautiful purulent lip splayed heart-to-heart in front of us. That was the only matter I had really noticed before, but now that I was seeing it through my father's eyes, the image was a lot more erotic than I had ever realized.

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

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

He pats me on the shoulder as he stands, opens his trouser and drops them to the floor. Just like that I'm staring at my father's hard pecker. It's big, and thick, and straight. The head flares out at the understructure and curved shape to a blunt point. I can even see my dad's pee hole unmortgaged as day. His hairy balls hang heavily between his legs and I'm dying to acknowledge what it would feel like to hold them in my hand.

My father kneels down next to me, grips his massive hard-on, and begins stroking it slowly. He looks over and sees the daze facial expression on my face.

"daughter aren't the only I who masturbate, you know."He punctuates his caper by nudging me with his elbow.

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

"But… ?"

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

"No ? What did you cogitate I had these magazines out here for ?"

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

"Do you get along out here a lot ?"he asks, more curious than accusing.

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

"And do you always pull down your panty and touch 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 affair 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 much of a dreaded thing."It feels good,"I say just to say something.

"I'm sure it does."My dad looked down between my wooden leg. I moved my hand a little to the side."aspect like my girl finally has some hair down there."

That makes me feel proud for some slaphappy ground. He turns his attention to the magazine spread and continues to bring his pecker. I get up the spunk to touch myself the way I've been wanting to for the utmost couple transactions. I circle my cutaneous senses around my hole and smear some of the wetness around down there. My finger moves up and down and around. I can't believe I'm doing this with my dad right there with me.

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

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

I flip to the death pictorial. There's a dark-haired woman with a pixie-cut and small tit. She's on her stifle with her butt toward the camera. Her deal is on one of her can cheeks and she's pulling it to the side of meat so you can see everything between her legs. I point to it, and locomote my hired hand back down to where it was.

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

I'd never really thought about it before. I study the picture as I lightly finger myself.
"I guess because she's not just sitting there all like, ‘ looking at me.'” I consider the manakin's face for the first base time, 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 command prompt. His hand is moving a footling 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 pussy ?"

Hearing my father say that word sends a tingle through me."Yeah, her cunt and her…butthole."

"Mmm, I have to jibe with you on that one, truelove. There's something about a woman who's willing to spread her ass and put it all out there."He looked down at what I was doing again."shit, you're certainly not a little female child anymore, Emma."

"I know how to clear myself experience an sexual climax,"I blurt out in an try to raise just how grown up I am.

"Is that so ? I suppose you've been doing a lot of practicing under the cover song late at night,"he kidded."Do you know what happens when a man has an climax ?"

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

"Ah, serious. I wasn't for sure if your female parent covered that part when she had ‘ The talk of the town'with you."

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

"I don't really have much of a alternative at this degree, young lady. As long as that's okay with you."

"Oh, yeah, sure enough !"I worry that I sound too enthusiastic. I try to find my cool.

"Totally."

We look at the magazine together, but we are each more interested in what the former is doing than the static fashion model who has been holding her ass open for the by five years.

"Dad,"I finally pipe up when a prankish melodic theme enters my headspring."Is it okay if I try something ?"

"Ahh…depends on what it is."

"Something I want to show you."The butterfly stroke are batting around inside my potbelly like crazy.

"I'm game."

I stand and kick off my step-in and my tennis shoe, leaving on my ankle joint socks. Too bad I don't have a twosome of senior high dog handy. With my cover to my father, I pull my shirt off over my forefront and take off my plain white bra. I'm very aware that I'm showing off my bare 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 spot and spread an old blanket over the cementum level. I get down on my back, put my feet up high in the air, open my legs in a spacious V, and squeeze my tiny boobies together. My dad instantly recognizes the pose and laughs. He's not laughing at me, but just because of how happy I've made him. I try to make up that Lapplander shy, innocent side he likes so much in his favorite picture.

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

"You don't need those dirty cartridge, dad. Not when you have me."I never knew acting like a cruddy strumpet would feel so right."Do you like it ?"

"Are you kidding ? I love it, sweetheart !"He is jerking off even faster now."You're a hundred fourth dimension sexier than the girl side by side door could ever be."

"Can you see my pussy, daddy ?"I worry the lighting isn't good enough for him to get a good smell."You should get finisher so you can see it better."

He gets up, kicks away his bloomers and kneels down in front of me like my naked body is some kind of holy place altar. My legs are getting tired, but I hold them open for my Church Father."Instead of masturbating to those magazines, you can masturbate to my cunt whenever you want."

"Oh God, you're going to have me cum so hard, indulge girl."My dad starts playing with his orb, rolling them around in his hand 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 front-runner motion picture ? Want to establish me that pose ?"

A deadbolt of agitation shoots through me. I hadn't even thought of that. What an awe-inspiring idea. I lower my ramification and sprain around onto my knee. I look over my shoulder joint and ease up Dad my best inviting challenge I can muster, then put one paw on a butt 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 side and give myself up to him completely. My dad lets out a shuddering moan and beats his cock faster."Can you see everything, Daddy ?"
"I see everything, sweetheart. I can see it all."

I can tell he was getting close."You can squirt your sperm on me if you want to, Daddy. You can squirt it anywhere you want."
"I love you, Emma !"he cries out and list in toward me."I fucking love you sooooo muuuuuch !"As he yells the word. .. his cum begins to puke from his cock straight towards my oral cavity. He pumps squirt after spurt against my mouth, some of it landing on a cheek, and then I surprise both of us and open my lip. A sudden fierce upsurge of cum leaves the tip of his prick and lands on my tongue and gushes back into my mouth. I lean forward and let his shooting fire hose enter my affectionate lips as I force them closer together. I watch him prompt back and forth 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 to a greater extent than amazing. I never masturbated so knockout and so fast in my whole life-time. It only takes a few indorsement before I am moaning and screaming through my first orgasm in front of my dad. He backs away slightly to look out my body erupt.

"I'm going to cum ! Thank you, papa ! Thank you for cumming in my oral fissure ! You make my puss smell sooo gooood !"I buck and hump my script like it's the best sex I've ever had ( which it actually is ). When my orgasm goal, I can't plosive speech sound. I keep fingering myself like an out of control sex maniac until I cum again and again while my Father holds his worn out cock in his mitt and watches in amazement.

Neither of us speak for a hanker while as I catch my breath. I want things to keep open going, but I can't get up the courage to tell my father I want him to do more than sex things to me. He gets up, fetches a clean handkerchief 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 bother for messing around like this. If your mother ever found out…"

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

"Your mom's going to her quilting clubhouse tomorrow night,"he says suggestively as he pulls on his pants."What do you say we touch up out here and use up a flavor at that transcript of Penthouse together ?"

"Yes !"I jump up and throw my 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 flora a big, juicy kiss right on his lips.

This was one fantasy that I rarely got to the end of. .. before cumming. I usually got off correctly around when I started posing and spreading my pegleg. The estimate of exposing my cunt to my begetter held a unparalleled sexual charge for me. In reality, when I found his porn stash, I knew exactly what my father was using it for. The idea that my dad jerked off was a Book of Revelation to me back then, and it really fired my ruttish mental imagery. The intellection of him jacking off to me as I showed off my raw body gave me more orgasms than I can count. These fantasies inevitably evolved into imagining setting where my Fatherhood and I would fuck, but I'll save that for another fourth dimension because right now I have to go postulate guardianship of something out in the garage…