Volume 1
My brother is at exercise, and my parents aren't rest home from work yet. I'm naked, as I usually am when I have the planetary house to myself, and I go into my brother's bedroom. I snoop around in his poppycock, looking for anything he might be trying to hide 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 grueling as I tease it and riff it. I'm in no hurry, I have at least another hour so I can give to take it dense and enjoy a retentive frame up to a shrieking sexual climax. That's the other benefit to being home alone - I don't have to be hush when I make myself cum. My finger's breadth are all slippery with kitty-cat succus as I explore the intimate shape of my immature cunt. I tickle my ignitor crop of pubic whisker and flirt with my virgin pickle. I pinch my pap through the jersey ; delighting in feeling them stiffen between my fingerbreadth. 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 very much he's always wanted me. His cock is poised at my possibility. 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 recite him to do it when I hear someone clear their pharynx loudly.

I open my eyes and see my brother microphone standing there with his packsack slung over one shoulder and a diabolical smiling on his face. I scream, slam my pegleg together and draw out his NJ 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 leger bag and whole step into the room. I can see from the extrusion in his pant. .. that he already has a hard-on.

"How long were you there ?"

"Long enough to see my dear slight babe doing some very foul affair to herself."

"You're disgusting."

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

"Don't you dare !"I yelled, trying to overlay up how a great deal I would love it if he did show 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 preceding him and hold 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 NJ, you're not. charter it off."

"No way !"

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

It was bad enough being caught by my brother, but I would absolutely die if my parents found out I played with myself in front man of my pal. 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 grant him the upper berth hand.

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

"God, you're such a pervert !"

"springiness me back my island of Jersey, Em. Now !"

I pull it off and confuse it at him, then do my substantially to pass over my little tits and wet pussy with my hands.

"No cause to be shy, sis."He teases as he carelessly tosses the Garden State aside and looks me over with a hungry lecherousness that makes my clitoris starting line throbbing."Actually, I feel bad for interrupting. Why don't you go ahead and finish."

"Are you demented ?"

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

"How do you live about that ?"

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

"Rrrr ! I hate you !"

"Go ahead an undefendable up those scraggy legs of yours and let me see that cute pussy again."His confident smiling 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 lusus naturae around here, it's you."

I lie back, my philia subspecies, and I take my mitt away from my pussy. Hesitantly, I open my legs. I don't want him to hump how much I really want to do this for him.

"Nice,"he says in a whispery vox as my knee touch down on the mattress to my left field and right."I wan na see your titties, too."

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

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

"contact it,"he orders. There's a fatheaded rasp in his vocalism that sends shiver across my bare flesh."I want to see you represent with your cunt and make me excited."

My bridge player 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 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 stir yourself the way you like to."

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

I spread my wetness up the duration of my prick, circling a digit around my hard button, then going back down for more than of my natural lubricant. I'm leaking like never before and can sense 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 have a go at it just how steamy this is making me. That's when I hear a slide fastener coming down. My heart leaps. Is this really happening ?

I look up to see my brother holding his heavy peter in his hand. He's stroking it slowly as he stares between my legs, transfixed by my slit. 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 react. I find myself nodding before I consciously make up my mind. He comes to the face of the bed and tower on his erection, aiming it right at me. God, it's a glorious tool to witness.

"Why don't you take your dress 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 athletic body get along into survey with each piece of clothing that he sheds. Soon he's as nude as I am. I can't plosive speech sound 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 forrader 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 face watching my hand moving rapidly between my legs. His cock is close enough for me to reach out and touch. I unintentionally let out a little moan. He takes this as a signal to pertain my tits with his unfreeze hired hand. He's being a bit too rough, but I still like it.

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

Hearing him say my name while he's beating off over my defenseless body drives me wild. I slip a fingerbreadth into my maw and moan some more as I feel my coming building quickly. I try to pretend it last 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, fuck, I'm gon na cum so firmly !"Without thinking I reach up and very gently cup his balls, 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 pecker faster and I get the idea that he's trying to clip 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 digit dig into my diminished immobile tits as he groans."Oh, shag !"

Despite being in the throes of my own orgasm, I'm still able to see the straits of his cock suddenly swell seconds before a big spurt of sperm shoots out and lands on my tum. Waves of Adam are crashing through me. My pal quickly redirects his penis and more come splashes on my tits and nipples. The feeling of his tender heart 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.

loudness II

At first my family fancy were restricted solely to my blood brother. That changed shortly after I found a cloak-and-dagger hoard of smut my dad had out in the old detached garaged behind our house. When no one was home, I would sometimes pilfer out there and go through the small collection of musty girlie powder magazine hidden under his workbench. It wasn't long before the survey phantasy was added to my private repertoire :

I'm squatting in the clutter garage with a evanesce written matter of Hustler spread open on a milk crate in front of me. I've taken off my denim, but my white cotton step-in dotted with blue shuttlecock are down around my ankle joint. My finger's breadth tickle lightly around my puffy vulva. My little 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 feeling of oil, rusted alloy, and old sawdust is strong in the air. I bring my finger's breadth to my intrude and sniff, adding the scent of my own sweaty twat to the mix. I turn the varlet and return my hand between my peg. The defenseless woman I'm looking at has magnificent titty. I long for the day that my minuscule dope develop into something more womanly, but I'm afraid it might never materialize. I tickle my sparse patch of pussy hairsbreadth, then slide my heart digit along my cunt and find how diffused my sass are. I wonder if the sexy jade 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 enshroud the magazine publisher, or rive up my panty, or grab my drawers, 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 mo. In the shock of the moment, I didn't end up doing any of the thing 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 magazine and the smile waver."Oh."Next he realizes my panty are down and my hand is the only thing covering my naked kitty-cat."Oh, I see…ahem."

I'm ready to die of the tough superfluity I've ever felt in my life. Dad looks just as out of sort as I feel. He scratches the book binding of his mind 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 language 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 favorite. You got good taste, young lady."He's trying to brighten things up, but I'm so humiliated that I'm in no mood to laugh and stay crouched where I am.

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

"This one gets me off every time."He puts the powder magazine down on the milk crateful so I can see. There's a shapely redhead taking up the entire left hand Thomas Nelson Page. Both her legs are straight up in the air cattle ranch in a extensive V. She's squeezing her breasts together so that her teat are almost touching. Her tomentum is big and curly.

"She does have a sexy eubstance,"I offer meekly. My stomach churns, hoping I didn't spoil things by speaking. My dad's smile becomes a little more slacken, and he nods.

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

"It's this that does it for me."Dad taps the simulation's face."She has such a shy, impeccant look about her. She could be the perfumed girl next door, or the checkout girlfriend you see every day at the store or even my immature daughter. And then you look down and wow ! search what she's doing. That angel turns out to be one smutty little devil."

My eyes stray to my Father-God's privates and I see that the bulge has grown into something more substantial. His hand moves along his leg and he massages his hardness through his pants with me right there following to him.

"Yeah, I think I see what you mean,"I say, wanting him to recognize I understand what he's talking about. The adult female has big, beautiful pussy lips splayed open in forepart of us. That was the only thing I had really noticed before, but now that I was seeing it through my father's optic, 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 surely if he means what I hope he does."Ahhhh OK, if you want to."

He pats me on the shoulder joint as he stands, opens his pants and drops them to the floor. Just like that I'm staring at my male parent's hard hammer. It's big, and thick, and straight. The head flares out at the understructure and curvature to a blunt point. I can even see my dad's pee hole clear as day. His hairy balls hang heavily between his legs and I'm dying to know 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 KO'd looking at on my face.

"little girl aren't the entirely I who masturbate, you know."He punctuates his trick 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 paw moving steadily up and down his meaty shaft.

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

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

"Do you come out here a lot ?"he asks, more curious 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 pertain 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 big thing in the earthly concern if anyone found out what a degenerate I am. Now that I knew my dad did it too, it didn't seem like as much of a frightening affair."It feels undecomposed,"I say just to say something.

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

That makes me feel proud for some punch-drunk intellect. He turns his care to the magazine spread and continues to exercise his tool. I get up the nerve to touch myself the way I've been wanting to for the last couple minutes. I circle my touch around my hole and calumniate some of the wetness around down there. My digit 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 diminished and squeaky, but I manage to get the words out.

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

I flip to the last pictural. There's a black-haired womanhood with a pixie-cut and small breasts. She's on her knees with her cigaret toward the television camera. Her helping hand is on one of her butt brass and she's pulling it to the side so you can see everything between her ramification. I point to it, and affect my paw 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 film as I lightly finger myself.
"I dead reckoning because she's not just sitting there all like, ‘ spirit at me.'” I consider the theoretical account's face for the foremost time, noticing that she has an verbalism that was partly
a challenge and partly an invitation."She's taking bursting 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 slight faster. I go ahead and start out rubbing my clitoris like I would if I was by myself.

"Yeah, y'know, like her…stuff…"

"You mean her pussy ?"

earreach my father say that Christian Bible sends a prickling through me."Yeah, her snatch and her…butthole."

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

"I know how to make myself have an orgasm,"I blurt out in an endeavor to essay just how originate up I am.

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

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

"Ah, good. I wasn't sure if your female parent covered that piece when she had ‘ The public lecture'with you."

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

"I don't really have much of a pick at this point, young madam. As long as that's O.K. with you."

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

"Totally."

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

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

"Ahh…depends on what it is."

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

"I'm game."

I stand and kick off my panties and my sneakers, leaving on my ankle wind sock. Too bad I don't have a pair of mellow heels handy. With my rachis to my don, I pull my shirt off over my head and take off my unembellished Edward Douglas White Jr. bra. I'm very aware that I'm showing off my au naturel seat to my dad for the first time ever. It was no big deal though because I was about to demo him a unit lot more.

I find an clear spot and spread an old blanket over the cement floor. I get down on my spinal column, put my feet up high up in the air, open my wooden leg in a astray V, and nip 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 that same shy, innocent human face he likes so practically in his preferent picture.

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

"You don't need those muddied magazines, pop. Not when you have me."I never knew acting like a filthy slut would feel so good."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 girl next door could ever be."

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

He gets up, kicks away his pants and kneels down in figurehead of me like my naked physical structure is some kind of holy altar. My legs are getting tired, but I hold them open for my father."Instead of masturbating to those cartridge, you can masturbate to my snatch whenever you want."

"Oh God, you're going to make me cum so hard, featherbed girl."My dad starts playing with his chunk, rolling them around in his hand as he jerks himself. He looks straight at my pussy through it all and it seems like he might be about to cry."How about your front-runner picture ? Want to show me that pose ?"

A deadbolt of excitement shoots through me. I hadn't even thought of that. What an awesome idea. I low-pitched my legs and turn around onto my knees. I look over my shoulder and give Dad my adept inviting challenge I can summon, then put one hand on a fundament cheek.

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

"Yes, yes ! Please, yes !"

I slowly allay my nerve to the side and open 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 cell on me if you want to, Daddy. You can eject 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 Christian Bible. .. his cum begins to spew from his hammer straight towards my sass. He pumps spurt after spurt against my back talk, some of it landing on a cheek, and then I surprise both of us and open up my rima oris. A sudden fierce rush of cum leaves the tip of his cock and lands on my tongue and gushes back into my lip. I lean forward and let his shooting fervour hose enter my warm up lips as I force them closer together. I watch him motivate back and forth for several hour as his putz 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 knockout and so fast in my altogether life. It only takes a few seconds before I am moaning and screaming through my first base orgasm in front of my dad. He backs away slightly to see my body erupt.

"I'm going to cum ! Thank you, pop ! Thank you for cumming in my mouth ! You make my pussy look sooo gooood !"I buck and hump my bridge player like it's the advantageously sex I've ever had ( which it actually is ). When my coming finis, I can't closure. I keep fingering myself like an out of control sex maniac until I cum again and again while my don holds his spent cock in his hand and sentry in amazement.

Neither of us speak for a long while as I catch my breathing time. I want things to observe going, but I can't get up the courage to tell my forefather I want him to do more sex thing to me. He gets up, fetches a fair hanky from his pants air 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, pop ? 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 female parent ever found out…"

"I won't Tell anyone, I swear ! Especially not Mom !"I open my pegleg and dab at the wetness around my puss. 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 run into up out here and remove a facial expression at that copy 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 plant a big, juicy kiss right on his lips.

This was one phantasy that I rarely got to the end of. .. before cumming. I usually got off right around when I started posing and spreading my legs. The idea of exposing my pussy to my father held a unequaled sexual explosive charge for me. In reality, when I found his erotica hoard, I knew exactly what my don was using it for. The melodic theme that my dad jerked off was a revealing to me back then, and it really fired my ruttish imagery. The thought of him jacking off to me as I showed off my nude body gave me more climax than I can count. These fantasy inevitably evolved into imagining scenery where my Padre and I would jazz, but I'll save that for another prison term because right now I have to go take care of something out in the garage…