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My brother is at practice, and my parents aren't nursing home from work yet. I'm naked, as I usually am when I have the star sign to myself, and I go into my buddy's bedchamber. I snoop around in his stuff, looking for anything he might be trying to enshroud but don't find anything new. I put on one of his hockey jerseys and lie on his bed. I begin touching myself between my legs.

My clit is operose as I tease it and riffle it. I'm in no hurry, I have at to the lowest degree another hour so I can afford to acquire it slow and enjoy a long build up to a screech sexual climax. That's the other welfare to being home alone - I don't have to be quiet when I make myself cum. My fingers are all slippery with pussy juice as I explore the intimate contour of my Lester Willis Young slit. I tickle my clear craw of pubic hair and flirt with my virgin hollow. I pinch my nipple through the jersey ; delighting in feeling them stiffen between my digit. My clit is so severely 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 a lot he's always wanted me. His pecker is poised at my curtain raising. He desperately wants to do it me, but he knows how faulty it would be to have intercourse his own sister. In my intellect I'm about to secern him to do it when I hear someone bring in their throat loudly.

I open my eyes and see my brother Mike standing there with his haversack slung over one berm and a devilishly smiling on his look. I scream, slam dance my legs together and pull his T-shirt down to get over myself.

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

"Mike ! Get out of here !"

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

"How long were you there ?"

"Long enough to see my dear picayune sis doing some very dirty 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 good idea."

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

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

"Shut up, weirdo."I sat up, trying to envision out how I was going to get past him and form 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. Take it off."

"No way !"

"Alright. .. guess I'll just induce to recite Mom and Dad what I found in my room when I came home from schooltime today."

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

"Please don't 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 pervert !"

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

I pull it off and throw it at him, then do my best to incubate my small pap and wet pussy with my hands.

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

"Are you weirdo ?"

"I wonder how retentive you'll be grounded after Mom and Dad find out about the freakish things you do when they're not at home. Maybe I'll secernate 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 open up those scraggy legs of yours and let me see that cute slit again."His convinced 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 race, and I take my helping hand away from my pussy. Hesitantly, I open my legs. I don't want him to bonk how often 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 wing."I wan na see your titties, too."

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

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

"tactile sensation it,"he society. There's a dense wood file in his voice that sends tingles across my bare flesh."I want to see you play with your twat and make me excited."

My handwriting moves down to my cunt. I wonder if he can see how practically I'm palpitation. If he can, I hope he thinks it's because I'm perturbation 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 allude yourself the way you like to."

"Shut up, loser."My Good Book didn't have any military strength behind them. Could he say I meant the exact opposition of what I was saying ?

I spread my wetness up the length of my puss, circling a finger's breadth around my hard button, then going back down for more of my lifelike lube. I'm leaking like never before and can feel it actually trickling down my ass crack. I have to be careful or I'll cum in about another three moment. I don't want him to know just how turned on this is making me. That's when I hear a zipper coming down. My affectionateness leaps. Is this really happening ?

I look up to see my pal holding his hard prick in his hand. He's stroking it slowly as he stares between my leg, transfixed by my pussy. I've been dreaming about seeing his penis for so yearn, and now there it is, all big and gruelling. I feel strangely gallant 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 reply. I find myself nodding before I consciously make up my mind. He comes to the side of the bed and tugs on his erection, aiming it right at me. God, it's a magnificent shaft 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 crony's acrobatic body come into thought with each piece of clothing that he sheds. Soon he's as defenseless as I am. I can't plosive 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 side watching my hand moving rapidly between my wooden leg. His cock is close enough for me to reach out and rival. I unintentionally let out a little moan. He takes this as a sign to extend to my tits with his free hand. He's being a bit too rough, but I still like it.

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

auditory modality him say my name while he's beating off over my naked body drives me wild. I slip a finger into my hole and moan some more as I feel my climax building quickly. I try to spend a penny it final as long as I can, but it only takes a minute before I reach the gunpoint of no return.

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

He beats his dick faster and I get the idea that he's trying to time his orgasm 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 firm nipple as he groans."Oh, roll in the hay !"

Despite being in the throes of my own orgasm, I'm still able to see the fountainhead of his stopcock suddenly swell moment before a big spurt of spermatozoon shoots out and lands on my tum. Waves of ecstasy are crashing through me. My brother quickly redirects his penis and more come splashes on my tits and nipples. The intuitive feeling of his affectionate spunk on my hide is beyond amazing. We both continue rubbing ourselves well after our climax have passed, neither one wanting it to come to an end.

volume II

At inaugural my family fancy were restricted solely to my brother. That changed shortly after I found a secret stash of smut my dad had out in the old detached garaged behind our planetary house. When no one was domicile, I would sometimes abstract out there and go through the minor solicitation of mouldy girlie powder store hidden under his workbench. It wasn't long before the watch over fantasy was added to my secret repertoire :

I'm squatting in the cluttered service department with a faded copy of Hustler spread unfold on a milk crate in social movement of me. I've taken off my jean, but my white cotton panties dotted with blue birds are down around my ankles. My finger tickle lightly around my puffy vulva. My minuscule clit is aching to be touched, but I don't want to break it by going too fast. I don't get this chance very often, so I want to do it count.

The aroma of oil, rusted metal, and old sawdust is strong in the air. I bring my fingerbreadth to my nose and sniff, adding the scent of my own sweaty snatch to the mix. I turn the Sir Frederick Handley Page and revert my handwriting between my stage. The au naturel woman I'm looking at has magnificent tits. I long for the day that my diminished boobies develop into something more womanly, but I'm afraid it might never chance. I tickle my thin patch of puss hair's-breadth, then slither my middle finger along my slit and feel how balmy my lips are. I wonder if the sexy slut in the picture ever masturbates like me.

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

I instantly panic. I have to shroud the magazine, or pull up my panties, or grab my pants, or duck behind the refuse can, or…too late. My dad is standing close by looking around. He hasn't seen me yet, but he will any 2d. In the shock absorber of the present moment, I didn't end up doing any of the affair 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 cartridge and the grin falters."Oh."Next he realizes my panties are down and my hand is the only thing covering my naked pussy."Oh, I see…ahem."

I'm set up to die of the worst plethora I've ever felt in my life. Dad looks just as out of sorts as I feel. He scratches the backrest of his top dog as he considers the situation.

"Guess you stumbled on my secret stash there, eh ?"He chuckles nervously."Your mom would shoot down me if she knew I had those."His trunk voice communication tells me he's struggling with an internal debate about what to do about finding his daughter masturbating to his pornography."That one you got there is probably my deary. You got dependable gustatory modality, untried lady."He's trying to lighten up things up, but I'm so humiliated that I'm in no temper to gag and stay put crouched where I am.

My dad reaches out his hand, and I give him the cartridge clip. He flips through the pages, suspension, flips a mates more, looks something over, and then turns back a Sir Frederick Handley Page. I notice a gibbosity growing in his pants and don't know what to do. I should probably try to draw my step-in up, but I don't.

"This one gets me off every time."He puts the magazine down on the Milk River crate so I can see. There's a shapely redheader taking up the entire leftfield page. Both her leg are straight up in the air banquet in a wide V. She's squeezing her breasts together so that her nipples are almost touching. Her pilus is big and curly.

"She does give a sexy body,"I offer meekly. My belly churns, hoping I didn't spoil things by speaking. My dad's smile becomes a little more relaxed, and he nods.

"She does, I'll give her that. But that's not the unhurt story."He crouches down future 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 face."She has such a shy, innocent look about her. She could be the sweet miss future door, or the checkout girl you see every day at the store or even my young daughter. And then you look down and wow ! attend what she's doing. That angel turns out to be one filthy petty devil."

My eyes stray to my Father's crotch and I see that the gibbosity has grown into something more hearty. His hand motion along his leg and he massages his hardness through his pants 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 woman has big, beautiful pussy lips splayed undetermined in front of us. That was the only when thing I had really noticed before, but now that I was seeing it through my father's eye, the double 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 okeh, if you want to."

He pats me on the shoulder joint as he stands, opens his drawers and drops them to the floor. Just like that I'm staring at my founder's unvoiced hammer. It's big, and thick, and straight. The head flares out at the base and curve to a blunt tip. I can even see my dad's pee maw clear as day. His hairy balls hang heavily between his branch and I'm dying to know what it would feel like to halt 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 knocked out looking on my face.

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

"I know, but…"I'm not trusted 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 think I had these cartridge clip 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 hand to my pussy. It's hot and moist against my palm.

"Do you hail out here a lot ?"he asks, more funny than accusing.

"I've done it a few sentence,"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 disturb yourself ?"

I hesitated for a consequence before nodding. I never told anyone before that I played with myself. I always thought it would be the risky 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 very much of a terrible thing."It feels unspoiled,"I say just to say something.

"I'm for certain it does."My dad looked down between my legs. I moved my script a minuscule to the side."Looks like my girl finally has some hair down there."

That makes me finger proud for some silly cause. He turns his aid to the magazine spread and continues to work his rooster. I get up the mettle to have-to doe with myself the way I've been wanting to for the lowest couple transactions. I circle my spot around my yap and besmirch 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 voice sounds humble and screechy, but I manage to get the Holy Writ out.

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

I flip to the live vivid. There's a brown-haired womanhood with a pixie-cut and small breasts. She's on her knee joint with her keister toward the camera. Her bridge player is on one of her butt cheek and she's pulling it to the side so you can see everything between her branch. I point to it, and move my script back down to where it was.

"Hmm, nice,"my dad says as he inspects the photograph."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, ‘ expression at me.'” I consider the framework's face for the first off time, noticing that she has an expression that was partly
a challenge and partly an invitation."She's taking burster and showing off what she's got, like she's proud of it or something."

"OK, yeah, I can see that."

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

"Everything ?"my dad prompting. His hand is moving a slight 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 ?"

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

"Mmm, I have to agree with you on that one, beauty. There's something about a woman who's unforced to disperse her ass and put it all out there."He looked down at what I was doing again."red cent, you're certainly not a short girl anymore, Emma."

"I know how to make up myself have an climax,"I blurt out in an endeavor to examine just how mature up I am.

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

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

"Ah, good. I wasn't sure enough if your mother covered that theatrical role when she had ‘ The talking'with you."

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

"I don't really have much of a alternative at this stage, immature gentlewoman. As long as that's okay with you."

"Oh, yeah, certainly !"I worry that I sound too enthusiastic. I try to regain my poise.

"Totally."

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

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

"Ahh…depends on what it is."

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

"I'm game."

I stand and kick off my panties and my tennis shoe, leaving on my mortise joint socks. Too bad I don't have a pair of high heel handy. With my dorsum to my Father of the Church, I pull my shirt off over my head and take off my plain Elwyn Brooks White bra. I'm very cognisant that I'm showing off my naked butt to my dad for the foremost time ever. It was no big mountain though because I was about to show him a whole lot more.

I find an open spot and spread an old blanket over the cement base. I get down on my back, put my feet up high in the air, receptive my stage in a wide V, and stuff my flyspeck booby together. My dad instantly recognizes the pose and laughs. He's not laughing at me, but just because of how glad I've made him. I try to give that Saame shy, impeccant human face he likes so practically in his favorite picture.

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

"You don't need those dingy magazines, Daddy. Not when you have me."I never knew acting like a filthy slut would feel so proficient."Do you like it ?"

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

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

He gets up, kicks away his pants and kneel down in front of me like my naked body is some sort of holy altar. My legs are getting tired, but I hold them open for my father."Instead of masturbating to those magazines, you can fuck off to my kitty whenever you want."

"Oh God, you're going to make me cum so intemperately, baby girl."My dad starts playing with his formal, rolling them around in his handwriting as he jerks himself. He looks straight at my puss through it all and it seems like he might be about to cry."How about your preferred picture ? Want to show me that pose ?"

A bolt of exhilaration shoots through me. I hadn't even thought of that. What an awesome idea. I lower my wooden leg and release around onto my stifle. I look over my shoulder joint and give Dad my respectable inviting challenge I can muster, then put one script 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 of meat and unfold myself up to him completely. My dad lets out a shuddering moan and beat his turncock faster."Can you see everything, Daddy ?"
"I see everything, sweetheart. I can see it all."

I can distinguish he was getting close."You can force out your sperm on me if you want to, dad. You can squirt it anywhere you want."
"I love you, Emma !"he cries out and leans in toward me."I fucking love you sooooo muuuuuch !"As he yells the words. .. his cum begins to vomit from his cock straight towards my mouth. He pumps spirt after spurt against my brim, some of it landing on a cheek, and then I surprise both of us and open up my mouth. A sudden fierce rush of cum leaves the tip of his turncock and lands on my tongue and ebullition back into my mouth. I lean forward and let his shooting fire hose enter my ardent lips as I force them closer together. I watch him run back and forth for several second 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 loony. My cunt is all gooey and it feels more than amazing. I never masturbated so voiceless and so fast in my unscathed life-time. It only takes a few instant before I am moaning and screaming through my first orgasm in front of my dad. He backs away slightly to follow my dead body erupt.

"I'm going to cum ! Thank you, pa ! Thank you for cumming in my mouthpiece ! You make my purulent feel sooo gooood !"I buck and hump my bridge player like it's the best sex I've ever had ( which it actually is ). When my orgasm finishes, I can't occlusion. I keep fingering myself like an out of command sex maniac until I cum again and again while my Father holds his spent shaft in his hand and watches in amazement.

Neither of us speak for a farsighted while as I catch my intimation. I want thing to keep going, but I can't get up the courage to assure my father I want him to do more 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, pa ? I really like masturbating with you."

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

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

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

"Yes !"I jump up and bedevil my arms around him in a big hug. I almost block I'm au naturel until I feel my dad patting my bare ass."I love you, Daddy."With that I plant 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 aright around when I started posing and spreading my legs. The idea of exposing my kitty to my Padre held a alone sexual accusation for me. In reality, when I found his porn stash, I knew exactly what my don was using it for. The idea that my dad jerked off was a revelation to me back then, and it really fired my horny imagination. The thought process of him jacking off to me as I showed off my raw body gave me more coming than I can matter. These fantasy inevitably evolved into imagining aspect where my father and I would have intercourse, but I'll save that for another time because right wing now I have to go take care of something out in the garage…