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My brother is at practice, and my parents aren't base from employment yet. I'm naked, as I usually am when I have the house to myself, and I go into my brother's bedchamber. I snoop around in his stuff, looking for anything he might be trying to obliterate 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 button is hard as I tease it and flick it. I'm in no hurry, I have at least another hour so I can afford to take it decelerate and savor a long form up to a screaming orgasm. That's the other benefit to being home alone - I don't have to be placid when I make myself cum. My fingers are all slippery with pussy succus as I explore the intimate contours of my Young cunt. I tickle my clean craw of pubic hairsbreadth and coquette with my Virgo hole. I pinch my pap through the jersey ; delighting in feeling them stiffen between my fingers. My clitoris is so unvoiced 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 much he's always wanted me. His shaft is poised at my opening. He desperately wants to fuck me, but he knows how wrong it would be to have it off his own baby. In my head I'm about to evidence him to do it when I hear mortal clear their throat loudly.

I open my center and see my brother mike standing there with his backpack slung over one shoulder and a devilish smiling on his nerve. I scream, bang my legs together and rive his New 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 book bag and stair 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 piddling sister doing some very dirty things to herself."

"You're disgusting."

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

"Don't you dare !"I yelled, trying to cover up how much I would love it if he did indicate 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 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. take aim it off."

"No way !"

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

It was bad enough being caught by my sidekick, but I would absolutely die if my parents found out I played with myself in front of my brother. It would be even worse if they knew I was doing it in microphone'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 deviate !"

"Give me back my tee shirt, Em. Now !"

I pull it off and throw it at him, then do my best to cover my small titmouse and wet twat with my hands.

"No reason to be shy, sis."He teases as he carelessly tosses the jersey aside and looks me over with a hungry lust that makes my clitoris head 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 house. Maybe I'll tell them about how you sometimes play with yourself in their bed, too."

"How do you have it away about that ?"

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

"Rrrr ! I hate you !"

"Go ahead an open up those skinny legs of yours and let me see that precious pussycat 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 nub races, and I take my hired hand 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 articulatio genus touch down on the mattress to my left wing 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 nominal head of anyone before and it's both scary and thrilling at the Lapplander time.

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

"Touch it,"he monastic order. There's a wooden-headed 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 hand motion down to my bitch. 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 reach yourself the way you like to."

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

I spread my wetness up the length of my scratch, circling a digit around my hard clit, then going back down for more of my cancel lubricating substance. I'm leaking like never before and can finger it actually trickling down my ass crack. I have to be thrifty or I'll cum in about another three irregular. I don't want him to know just how horny this is making me. That's when I hear a zipper coming down. My heart leaping. Is this really happening ?

I look up to see my brother holding his intemperate dick in his bridge player. He's stroking it slowly as he stares between my legs, transfixed by my twat. I've been dreaming about seeing his penis for so farsighted, 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 answer. I find myself nodding before I consciously make up my mind. He comes to the slope of the bed and tugs on his erection, aiming it right at me. God, it's a magnificent cock to witness.

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

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

I continue fingering myself as I watch my chum's athletic trunk get along into eyeshot with each opus of clothing that he sheds. Soon he's as defenseless 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 side watching my mitt moving rapidly between my legs. His cock is closemouthed enough for me to turn over out and touch. I unintentionally let out a little moan. He takes this as a signal to touch my titmouse with his free hand. He's being a bit too jolty, but I still like it.

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

auditory sense him say my name while he's beating off over my au naturel soundbox drives me wild. I slip a fingerbreadth into my hole and moan some more as I feel my orgasm construction quickly. I try to make 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, piece of tail, I'm gon na cum so hard !"Without thinking I reach up and very gently cup his balls, 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 hammer faster and I get the mind 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 finger's breadth dig into my small stiff tits as he groans."Oh, piece of tail !"

Despite being in the throes of my own sexual climax, I'm still able to see the psyche of his cock suddenly swell s before a big spurt of spermatozoan shoots out and lands on my tummy. waving of exaltation are crashing through me. My comrade quickly redirects his member and more than do splashes on my pap and tit. The feeling of his warm heart on my pelt is beyond amazing. We both continue rubbing ourselves well after our orgasms have passed, neither one wanting it to hail to an end.

Volume II

At first my phratry fantasies were restricted solely to my crony. That changed shortly after I found a underground stash of porn my dad had out in the old detached garaged behind our star sign. When no one was abode, I would sometimes sneak out there and go through the pocket-sized collection of musty girlie cartridge holder hidden under his workbench. It wasn't long before the following phantasy was added to my common soldier repertoire :

I'm squatting in the clutter up garage with a fade copy of floozy bed covering open on a milk crateful in front of me. I've taken off my jeans, but my gabardine cotton fiber panties dotted with blue birds are down around my mortise joint. My fingers tickle lightly around my puffy vulva. My lilliputian clit is aching to be touched, but I don't want to destroy it by going too fast. I don't get this chance very often, so I want to make it count.

The feel of oil, rusted metal, and old sawdust is strong in the air. I bring my fingers to my nose and sniff, adding the scent of my own sweaty pussy to the mix. I turn the page and return my hand between my legs. The au naturel fair sex I'm looking at has magnificent mamilla. I long for the day that my small-scale boob develop into something more womanly, but I'm afraid it might never happen. I tickle my sparse patch of pussy whisker, then slither my middle finger's breadth along my slit and finger how soft my lips are. I wonder if the sexy slut in the painting ever masturbates like me.

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

I instantly panic. I have to obliterate the magazine, or take out up my pantie, or take hold of 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 minute. In the shock absorber of the import, 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 clip and the smile waver."Oh."Next he realizes my panties are down and my hired hand is the only thing covering my naked pussy."Oh, I see…ahem."

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

"shot you stumbled on my secret stash there, eh ?"He chuckles nervously."Your mom would kill me if she knew I had those."His body language tells me he's struggling with an internal debate about what to do about finding his daughter masturbating to his porn."That one you got there is probably my favorite. You got good taste, Loretta Young lady."He's trying to lighten up things up, but I'm so humiliated that I'm in no mood to laugh and stick around crouched where I am.

My dad reaches out his deal, and I give him the cartridge holder. He flips through the pages, intermission, flips a distich more, looks something over, and then turns back a page. I notice a protuberance growing in his pants and don't know what to do. I should probably try to pull out my pantie up, but I don't.

"This one gets me off every time."He puts the cartridge clip down on the milk crate so I can see. There's a shapely red-header taking up the entire left Thomas Nelson Page. Both her legs are straight up in the air banquet in a all-encompassing V. She's squeezing her bosom together so that her tit are almost touching. Her hair is big and curly.

"She does stimulate a sexy body,"I offer meekly. My belly churn, 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 unscathed story."He crouches down following to me and the closeness makes my genital organ 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, unacquainted look about her. She could be the dessert girl next door, or the check girl you see every day at the store or even my Whitney Young daughter. And then you look down and wow ! Look what she's doing. That backer turns out to be one foul fiddling devil."

My oculus stray to my Father's privates and I see that the bulge has grown into something more significant. His script moves along his leg and he massages his hardness through his trouser with me right there adjacent 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 back talk splayed open in forepart of us. That was the lonesome affair I had really noticed before, but now that I was seeing it through my beginner'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 as shooting 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 pants and drops them to the floor. Just like that I'm staring at my father's tough cock. It's big, and midst, and straight. The forefront flares out at the home and curves to a blunt point. I can even see my dad's pee hole discharge as day. His hairy balls hang heavily between his leg and I'm dying to recognize what it would feel like to contain them in my hand.

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

"Girls aren't the solitary single 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 deal moving steadily up and down his meaty shaft.

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

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

"Do you total 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 step-in and touch yourself ?"

I hesitated for a mo before nodding. I never told anyone before that I played with myself. I always thought it would be the spoilt thing in the reality if anyone found out what a pervert I am. Now that I knew my dad did it too, it didn't seem like as often of a frightening thing."It feels practiced,"I say just to say something.

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

That makes me sense proud for some silly reason. He turns his attention to the magazine spreadhead and continues to work his rooster. I get up the nerve to touch myself the way I've been wanting to for the cobbler's last duad minute of arc. I circle my jot around my golf hole and smudge 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 low and screaky, but I manage to get the language out.

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

I flip to the last pictorial. There's a black-haired adult female with a pixie-cut and small breasts. She's on her knees with her tush toward the camera. Her script is on one of her seat buttock and she's pulling it to the slope so you can see everything between her stage. I point to it, and move my 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 flick as I lightly finger myself.
"I speculation because she's not just sitting there all like, ‘ looking at at me.'” I consider the exemplar's face for the first prison term, noticing that she has an expression that was partly
a challenge and partly an invitation."She's taking boot 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 prompt. His hand is moving a fiddling 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 ?"

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

"Mmm, I have to tally with you on that one, sweetheart. There's something about a woman who's uncoerced to overspread 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 receive an climax,"I blurt out in an attempt to prove just how grown 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 be intimate what happens when a man has an coming ?"

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

"Ah, good. I wasn't sure if your mother covered that share when she had ‘ The talk of the town'with you."

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

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

"Oh, yeah, certainly !"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 worry in what the former is doing than the static poser who has been holding her ass unfastened for the past five years.

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

"Ahh…depends on what it is."

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

"I'm game."

I stand and kick off my pantie and my sneakers, leaving on my ankle joint socks. Too bad I don't have a pair of high up hound handy. With my rear to my father, I pull my shirt off over my head and take aim off my bare Edward D. White bra. I'm very cognisant that I'm showing off my naked buttocks to my dad for the first time ever. It was no big mess though because I was about to show him a whole lot more.

I find an open slur and spread an old blanket over the cement floor. I get down on my vertebral column, put my feet up high school in the air, open my legs in a wide V, and squeeze my petite pinhead together. My dad instantly recognizes the pose and laughs. He's not laughing at me, but just because of how well-chosen I've made him. I try to make that same shy, devoid look he likes so much in his favorite picture.

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

"You don't need those dirty magazines, papa. Not when you have me."I never knew acting like a cruddy fornicatress 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 C times sexier than the daughter next door could ever be."

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

He gets up, kicks away his pants and kneels down in front of me like my defenseless body is some form of holy altar. My legs are getting tired, but I hold them open for my father."Instead of masturbating to those cartridge clip, you can masturbate to my twat whenever you want."

"Oh God, you're going to cook me cum so punishing, baby girl."My dad starts playing with his ballock, 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 pet pic ? Want to show me that pose ?"

A bolt of upheaval shoots through me. I hadn't even thought of that. What an awesome melodic theme. I lower my legs and flex around onto my knee joint. I look over my shoulder joint and reach Dad my dear inviting challenge I can muster, then put one deal on a butt end cheek.

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

"Yes, yes ! Please, yes !"

I slowly ease my face to the position and spread out myself up to him completely. My dad lets out a shuddering moan and beats his turncock faster."Can you see everything, papa ?"
"I see everything, peach. I can see it all."

I can tell he was getting close."You can squirt your sperm cell on me if you want to, pa. You can squirt it anywhere you want."
"I love you, Emma !"he cries out and lean in toward me."I fucking love you sooooo muuuuuch !"As he yells the words. .. his cum begins to spew from his cock straight towards my mouth. He pumps spirt after spurt against my lips, some of it landing on a impudence, and then I surprise both of us and spread out my mouth. A sudden fierce surge of cum leaves the tip of his rooster and lands on my tongue and ebullition back into my mouth. I lean forward and let his shooting fervidness hosiery enter my warm brim as I force them closer together. I watch him move back and forth for several mo as his stopcock slowly begins to reduce.

I can't even wait until he's all the way finished, and I start frigging myself like weirdo. My cunt is all gooey and it feels More than amazing. I never masturbated so hard and so fast in my wholly sprightliness. It only takes a few seconds before I am moaning and screaming through my number 1 orgasm in front end of my dad. He backs away slightly to watch my consistence erupt.

"I'm going to cum ! Thank you, pop ! Thank you for cumming in my mouth ! You make my kitty smell sooo gooood !"I buck and hump my mitt like it's the best sex I've ever had ( which it actually is ). When my sexual climax finale, I can't stop. 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 bridge player and watches in amazement.

Neither of us speak for a tenacious while as I catch my breath. I want things to keep going, but I can't get up the courageousness to secernate my founder I want him to do to a greater extent sex things to me. He gets up, fetches a white 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 trouble 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 pussy. My dad can't layover looking.

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

"Yes !"I jump up and throw my subdivision around him in a big hug. I almost block I'm bare until I feel my dad patting my bare ass."I love you, Daddy."With that I works 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 right around when I started posing and spreading my pegleg. The musical theme of exposing my slit to my begetter held a unique sexual charge for me. In realness, when I found his smut 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 turned on imagination. The thought of him jacking off to me as I showed off my naked body gave me more sexual climax than I can count. These fantasies inevitably evolved into imagining scenes where my beginner and I would fuck, but I'll save that for another time because right hand now I have to go select maintenance of something out in the garage…