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It was summer time and my step sister was home from college. Seems that since Tiffany went away to college, she became more of a party girl and really has been causing my parents a lot of grief. Anyway, at that time, I was 24 and working nights at the local airport. My Mom and Step Dad had gone away for two weeks vacation, so we had the whole place to ourselves. Tiffany used this as an opportunity to get high all day and night and party with her friends. Tiffany had been seeing this married guy for the past year and half. He never promised to leave his wife or anything (according to Tiffany ), but, I think she figured she would lure him away. After all, Tiffany was a knockout at 22 with long brown hair, a beautiful face and figure to match (she had breast implants at age 19 when she got in a car accident and had some breast damage). Those implants were something else and Tiffany seemed very proud of those large breasts. On this particular day, I was out at the pool tanning and drinking a beer or two . Tiffany came home from seeing her married friend and was really bummed out. First thing she did when she came home was say "I need a drink" and with that I handed her a beer. Now sis and I never really talked about this guy too much and my parents were dead set against the relationship. Anyway, Tiffany said that she was sick and tired of sneaking around to get laid. Well, I almost dropped my beer when I heard this come out of her mouth. Tiffany downed the beer and the next thing I know, she is lighting up a joint and passing it my way. I never got high with my sister before and this was new territory for me, however, she was a big girl and I didn't see any harm in it. Tiffany seemed totally fed up with this guy and started telling me how he never takes her anywhere and all he wants to do is meet her in the park and bang her in the front seat of the car. She proceeds to tell me that she had only seen him three times last semester and that each time she had to beg him to meet her. Well after a few more beers and a couple more joints, I was totally buzzed and getting a bit excited hearing my sister talk about getting fucked. Sis went inside to pee and came back out in her bikini thong bathing suit. Tiffany looked like a model in this suit and her tits could hardly be harnessed in that top. The conversation soon went back to her married friend and how she can not understand why he does not want to see her more often. Personally, I couldn't understand it either - if someone who looked like her with that body and those fabulous tits wanted me to fuck her, I'd be banging away. At one point in the conversation she says to me, "Let me ask you a question, do you think I am ugly?" I reply, "No, not at all. You can get any guy you want." Tiffany then says, well I don't get it. His wife is fat and ugly and I am calling him all the time trying to get him to take me to a motel, but he always has excuses. I even asked him to come over while Mom and Dad are away and he won't do it. Then she says, do you know that he has never once eaten me in the almost two years I have been with him. I'm at a loss of words and do not respond. I am thinking ...I'll just let her vent, I don't think I am supposed to respond to this stuff. I am really buzzed and my dick is getting that strange feeling, but I am fighting with myself to stay soft. So, I go and jump in the pool to cool off. Sis is still talking about the lack of being eaten by this guy and how he doesn't fuck her enough. Then Tiffany starts telling me how Karen, my girlfriend, told her all about how I eat her until she cums and that I really spend a lot of time eating her and fucking her. Now I am embarrassed that my girlfriend has been telling her all this stuff about me. Tiffany senses that I am not comfortable talking about this stuff with her and says, what's a matter is my big brother afraid to talk about sex? I defend myself instantly by telling her that I don't have a problem talking about it, but don't understand why Karen would tell her all those details - knowing that she is telling my sister. Tiffany said that she was telling Karen how she was aching to get eaten and Karen told her all about how much of an expert I was at doing it. As I get out of the pool and walk back over to my chair, I can see that my sisters nipples are rock hard in that tiny bikini top. These nips are just about covered with that skimpy little top and it is obvious that they are looking good. I then say, but you don't get it - that's like me telling your married friend that Karen has not blown me in over 4 months and then asking him if you gave good head or not. Then sit there and listen to him tell me all the details about how you give him head. Tiffany said that she didn't have a problem with me knowing all the details about her giving head. She said that Karen told her that she isn't into giving head too much and knows that I have not had any head in 4 months. Tiffany said that she told Karen that she better start taking care of my pecker, otherwise I might look for someone else to suck it. Tiffany then turns over on her lounger and asks me to put some suntan lotion on her back. I walk over and Tiffany 's lovely ass is laying there in that thong looking great. She hands me the lotion and proceeds to tell me how she instructed Karen on some new techniques for giving head. I had just finished off another beer and was a bit drunk at this point. I decided to hear her out on this and maybe even give her some pointers to pass along to Karen. Hell, I really do love getting a blowjob and Karen was really bad at it. Maybe Sis could help me out and tell her a thing or two . So,I am rubbing some lotion on her back listening to all of these cock sucking techniques and getting harder by the second. I'm about finished putting lotion on her back Tiffany says, "Awe, that feels good. My back is real sore there...How about a back rub?" I start rubbing my sister's back and she is loving it. I know I do a decent job with it, because Karen always loves my back rubs. Just as I am thinking about that, I realize, if Karen has told her about everything else, why isn't my sister telling me about how Karen loves my back rubs and how they get her so wet. Anyway, I start staring at my sister's ass and her legs are just a little bit spread apart. Even though it is my sister, she has a knockout body and that ass is sweat, plus I am horny and she can't see me looking. As I am rubbing her back she now asks me to undo her top and put some lotion under the strap area. As I undo it I notice her legs have spread a little bit more apart and her little snatch looks nice in that thong. The pot, booze and the view of her ass starts to get me hard. I move myself to a different position, so that she can not see my hard on. I then stop the massage, but she insists that I continue because it feels so good. Sis goes back to the conversation about how she gives head and how she loves the feel of a good stiff dick in her mouth. Now we are both really high and I have never had a conversation like this with any girl, so this is pretty bizarre for me. My own pecker is straining the waistband to my shorts and I am ready to go inside and whack off. All this talk about her cupping the balls and letting the dick go down her throat as far as possible is killing me. I decided to do some teasing of my own. So, I start talking about eating snapper and how I like to get Karen on the bed and start off with a nice slow massage, then I kiss my way from her neck down to her toes and back up to her snatch, where I start licking her clit. While I am explaining some of my technique, she is telling me how g ood that sounds. In the meantime, I am taking the tease even further by allowing my massage to her sides (her arms are over her head) and every once in a while, I brush the sides of her massive tits with my fingers. Mind you, they are D cups and while she is laying face down, they bulge over to the sides, so it does not seem deliberate (even though it is). Anyway, my goal is to get her horned up like she did to me. My pecker is now aching as I am talking about eating pussy and rubbing my half-naked sister's body. At one point, I am making a sweep for the side of her tits and my sister lifts herself up a little, which makes my hand feel a lot more of those things than I intended. With that I said, "sorry, my hand slipped". She then said, "Oh, I thought you forget it was me and thought you were massaging Karen". Now I was speechless and just laughed it off. Next my sister opened her legs a lot more in a kind of body adjustment and asked me to massage her legs. I put some lotion on them and rubbed them up and down. She then throws in, don't forget my butt, I don't want to burn it. Feeling adventurous and horny, I said, fuck it...I am going to get her so horny that she is going to want to finger herself right here in front of me. So I put some lotion in my hands and start rubbing it on the butt. All the while I am talking about fingering Karen's pussy and eating her at the same time. Slowly I massaged her exposed butt going slow and firm as her muscles flexed under my touch. I move back down to her legs and let my hands go up toward her snatch. Again she confirms that it feels great and could lie here all day. I move up to her butt, down her legs and back up toward her snatch. While going up toward her snatch she moved slightly and my right hand brushed right up against her hot crotch. I moved my hand back quickly, but this time I didn't say anything. I then rubbed her butt with my left hand, while my right hand moved across her legs and inner thighs. My right hand went up her leg and I let it brush against her crotch - this time under my control. I slowly moved it back down her inner thigh and my dick was surely leaking some pre cum, knowing that I just brushed against that hot snatch with no resistance. I then moved back up to her back and started rubbing her sides again. She again lifted herself up and I started to rub the sides of her tits. This was it, I was somewhat fondling my sister and she was not resisting. When I moved my hands to her back, she let herself lay flat again. I went back to the sides and she lifted herself back up. I rubbed the sides for about two minutes and she tried to move herself higher as if to get me to reach around. I did not want to assume anything, so I kept rubbing the sides. Anyway from were I was standing, I couldn't reach any further because I was trying to conceal my raging boner from her. Finally I decided, who cares and walked around the side were she immediately turned her head and I could see she was noticing my bulge. In fact, my pecker was so hard that it pulled the waistband way from my waist. There was a visible tent in my shorts, no doubt about it and I could see her just staring at it. I again stop the massage and she protests asking me to continue. Now Tiffany starts talking again about how she hasn't been eaten in almost two years and that she is ready to buy a cat, just to get it to lick her pussy. I reply, well I can't see why you would have to go to all that trouble. Tiffany then says, well for the same reason you can't get Karen interested in sucking your dick. I love to suck dick and from what Karen has told me about you, any girl would love to suck you off. Now I am rubbing the side of her tits as she says this and as she lifts herself up in mid sentence, I reach a little further than before and start rubbing a bit more of the real tit. I get no reaction from Tiffany and start to pull away when she says, "You know, your making my nipples hurt from being hard for so long. Stop toying with them and at least put your hands all the way arou nd them". She then takes my right hand with her hand and places it on her left tit. My head starts spinning as I feel the largest tit I had ever had in my hand. It was huge and the nipple was rock hard. I then took my other hand and placed it on the right tit and I had me a hand full of titties. I massaged those tits like there was no tomorrow. Tiffany chimed in, now that is a massage and reached out and touched my shaft with the palm of her hand. She rubbed up and down my shaft lightly with her hand through my shorts and I didn't say anything. I knew I was high and I was hoping that she was not too high to realize what we were doing. Tiffany turned over, exposing those huge tits. She grabbed both of them in an offering type jester and said, let me have one of your famous massages. With that I cupped those titties and bent down and started licking her nipples. She started moaning as she reached out and again rubbed my dick though the shorts. I wanted her to give me a hand job, but, I figured I better not push it. This was great as it was, sucking these large tits of my sisters. I sucked her nips and started rubbing her tummy with my right hand. Slowly but surely I rubbed my way down around the snatch area. She was wiggling around trying to maneuver her crotch to my hand. I never touched it directly, which was driving her crazy. I then moved my mouth off her tits and started licking my way down her stomach. She started grabbing at my dick though the shorts, now stroking it a bit as she moaned. I licked her inner thighs as my hands rubbed her tummy and at times back up to her tits. She was hot and I knew it. I could smell the sweet pungent aroma of her snatch as I placed my tongue within inches of her crotch. Again, never touching her directly in the snatch I teased her and could see the wet spot in her thong bottom. Tiffany then reached inside my shorts and grabbed onto my cock. It felt great and I wanted her to do more. She stroked my cock up and down and reached a bit further and felt my balls. She started tugging on my shorts and soon had them down to my ankles as she pumped my dick like a pro.I then decided it was time to make her blow me, so I started licking closer to her crotch and moved both my hands to cup her ass. I maneuvered myself more in a laying position next to her on the lounger and we were almost in a perfect 69 position. We laid side by side, my head near her crotch and her head near mine. In one swift movement I pulled her snatch onto my mouth and started licking her through the cloth of her bathing suit bottom. I just kept licking and nibbling on her snatch as she opened her legs wide and pushed her hips into my face. She was moaning softly as I then started pushing my tongue hard against the cloth of her bottoms, tonguing the outline of her lips. I squeezed her butt and licked down past her snatch around her butt and she was moaning. Next thing I knew, I could feel her mouth on my dick and she was giving me head. It felt great and I started pumping my cock in and out of her mouth as she rubbed my ass and at times stroked my cock. Tiffany 's hand came down as I was licking her though her suit and she pulled the bathing suit over to one side, exposing her sweet cunt to my eager tongue. I went right in and started licking her deep inside her cunt, working her clit over from time to time, putting it in between my lips and sucking on it. I started fingering her cunt as she pumped herself against my hand. As my finger went deep inside her, I licked her clit and made her scream. In no time, Tiffany was bucking and yelled out that she was cumming. Meanwhile, I was still fucking my sweet sister's face and loving every minute of it. After Tiffany came, I continued to lick her cunt as she told me it was swollen and felt great. Tiffany stopped sucking me as I was licking her into a frenzy again. She started telling me that I had a beautiful cock and that she wanted it inside her. I didn't think that was such a good idea, being that she was my sister and that me eating her pussy was bad enough. She kept pumping, jacking and licking my dick, begging me to fuck her. I just ignored her and kept eating that pussy and reaching back from time to time to feel those beautiful tits. Tiffany went back to giving me head and I decided to concentrate on blowing a load in her mouth. I again started fucking her mouth as I licked her cunt, ass and legs. She was really loosing her mind with this activity and was starting to go wild on my dick, sucking and telling me to cum in her mouth. Well it wasn't long be fore she cupped my balls and that did the trick....next thing you know I am shooting a large load in her mouth and she is moaning and humming as my dick is pumping jizz down her throat. That was the best blowjob I had ever had and told her so. Tiffany told me that she came again while I was cumming in her mouth and had never come twice in her life, especially without fucking. Then Tiffany said, lets go inside and get some more beers, so we quickly got dressed and went to the kitchen. My dick never really got soft from that mind-blowing blowjob and it was somewhat hard pocking back through my shorts. Tiffany had put her top back on and was standing they're telling me how great it was to finally be eaten. We both took a sip of our beers looked at each other and Tiffany said, "How come you wussed out on fucking me...scared?" I said that it isn't right, we are brother and sister, we got too high and probably shouldn't have done what we did. Tiffany then said, I loved sucking your cock it is great, didn't you like my blowjob. Of coarse I did, but it isn't right. Tiffany then said, I guess you didn't like eating me...I'm not as pretty as Karen I guess. NO, I replied, that isn't it. You have the nicest body I have ever seen in my life and you are much better looking than Karen. Tiffany walked over rubbed my cock again through the shorts and said, then give me another licking I'm getting horny looking at your hard cock. And she was right, I was totally aroused again and in looking at her huge tits in that bikini and knowing what that snatch tasted like, I too wanted some more. Tiffany led the way as we entered her bedroom. She pushed me back on the bed, then took off my shorts and threw them to the side. Tiffany peeled off that thong bottom and then exposed those huge tits as she pulled off her top she said, your going to eat me and make me cum again. She then climbed on top of me and knelt over my face with her snatch hovering over my mouth. I cupped her ass as she lowered herself onto my mouth. I started licking her inside her cunt while squeezing her ass cheeks. Tiffany reached back and started pumping my dick as I ate her pussy and sucked her clit. She was yelling for me to eat her good while she pumped her pussy back and forth across my mouth. She was getting ready to cum, because she was grinding her snatch hard across my face, a movement that my girlfriend always does prior to coming in this position. Meanwhile I have wiggled my finger near her asshole and she has been letting me flirt with it for the past few minutes. I'm cumming she yells as she grabs my head and pulls it into her snatch. My dick was really aching and I wanted to get sucked off bad. Tiffany had other plans as she went to move off my face and I thought down to suck me off, she actually moved down and sat on my dick before I had a chance to stop her. Tiffany had all her weight on my dick and was pumping up and down on me, which felt fantastic. I just looked up at her and watched those huge tits bounce up and down as she flung her head back and fucked my brains out. It was an awesome feeling, because Tiffany looked like a Penthouse pet and here I was getting banged by her. She bent down to me and started putting those tits in my face saying, don't neglect these, I paid a lot of money for them (they were $ 5,000 tits). I cupped her tits and licked and chewed her nipples, as she pumped her pussy on my cock. Tiffany then started kissing my neck and whispering I'm going to give you the best fuck you've ever had. Tiffany then started slowing up and stopped pumping her pussy, saying don't shoot yet, I'm not done with you. With that she withdrew my cock from her pussy and then turned around facing the other way. She reached back, grabbed my rock hard cock and guided it into her asshole. Slowly she lowered herself onto my throbbing cock until she buried it into her bunghole. I held her hips as she slowly moved up and down on my shaft. It was the best feeling I had ever had and I couldn't believe it was happening. Tiffany picked up the pace as her ass got acclimated to my dick being in there. Faster and faster Tiffany fucked me and cheered for me to go harder and faster. I couldn't hold out any longer and shot the biggest orgasm that I ever had in my live, right in her ass. I pulled her back toward me and grabbed onto those tits as I shot gushers up her asshole. We just stayed still for about 5 minutes as Tiffany kept asking me how I liked it. Needless to say, that was one crazy summer.
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He'd wanted this. , told his lover he trusted her with it. Had she ever used one before? No. But that didn't stop her. sHe'd wanted this.... And now he was naked in his living room, his luscious girlfriend behind him, holding the cheeks of his ass open and sliding a very slick dildo between his legs, teasing him. The hard latex brushed his scrotum, nudging his right testicle. "Keep your hands around your ankles, baby," she chided, her voice silky-soft. "Remember, this monster stays lubed for your tiny ass only so long as you do as I told you," and the menace and authority he'd never heard from her before snickered in the shadows of her words; he swallowed hard and tightened his grip on his ankles. "Monster" was right, he reflected. Without thinking, he'd purchased the biggest thing the store carried, eight inches long and two in diameter, the strap-on cock his lover wore was as life-like as they came: its veined, slightly upward-curving shaft terminated in a egg-shaped head (for easier entry, he'd hoped while inspecting it), painted in a flesh-tone so close to real that he *almost* couldn't say it was fake, with even a soft line along the bottom (where a tube ran hidden inside the latex from the tip to the base) with a tiny hole at the end. The most surprising (if one didn't know about the fake eurethra) feature was the hollow mold of the balls and scrotum. The device had come with a supply of powder and instructions on how to add water and fill the cavity with the fluid (At the right moment, he'd smirked...). Perhaps he'd fancied using it on her? No, this was no time to fool himself.... The hardwood floor was cold beneath his feet, and a breeze wafted around him from the large open window on the west side of the room, shriveling his penis and raising gooseflesh all over his body, the hair on his arms, inner thighs, and the nape of his neck raised as if each follicle had a sensor at its end that could sense danger. He smiled ruefully between his legs at the thought, just as his lover slid a wet finger all the way up his hole! Smile forgotten, he gritted his teeth, trying to stifle a groan. With his fingers coming loose (and this is just her finger! he thought), he had bigger issues to deal with than pride. Wincing as the invading digit squirmed deeper within him, he tightened his grip again, making holding both ankles the most paramount thought on his mind. Behind him, he saw the firm, lightly tanned legs of his lover, heard her sultry laugh... and felt her slowly twist that finger inside him. He groaned, availing to steady himself and keep his hands where they NEEDED TO BE.
They had discussed this a few weeks ago when he had first bought the toy: how would they act, what precisely would they do, did he *really* trust her (she wanted to know)? He did. So he wound up offering suggestions to her, and for her part, she kept her own counsel.
Tonight, telling him "the living room is prepared," she had pulled him away from his writing. He'd eagerly ventured out then, and she had ordered him to strip completely naked, bend over, and grip his ankles. With some trepidation, and with the excitement of having a fantasy fulfilled, he had complied. He'd heard rustling behind him, and presumed that she was likewise disrobing. After he had finished doing as she'd said, he followed her feet move around him, then saw her kneel in front of him, her face visible; she was, as he'd hoped and suspected, naked (but for the faux-cock secured in the thick leather harness that he bought seperately, giving his lover freedom to use her hands elsewhere). With a steadying, comforting hand on his right shoulder, she had informed him that as long as he did what he was doing now, she would make this as painless as it could be. "You said you trust me, sweetheart, and I believe you. Trust this, though: it *will* hurt. There's no stopping that. I'll not go faster or harder than you can handle while you obey my one edict. And I will keep," she had wrapped her right hand around the plastic shaft, "this," and she'd let go of the dildo, reached between his legs, and pressed a finger on his anus, "and this," she had massaged his sphincter for a moment, "as lubricated as possible. I promise." Her hand sped to her breast and made a slow, deliberate cross over her heart. His neck had begun to ache looking at her in this awkward position, but he dared not look away from her now. She was always beautiful--her hair waist-length and dark red hair with blonde highlights; her eyes a vibrant shade of hazel that somehow never failed to see something good in him; her lips full; her nose a light touch that crinkled adorably when she smiled; her breasts the size of oranges, pert and easily excitable, especially her dark pink nipples, so thick and sweet; her flat stomach, toned by years of crunches--but now there was an element of terror in her visage; he had only to look where her hand had been (lower, his mind whispered) a few moments before to see why. She'd risen suddenly, the strap-on rising with his lover's body, and it brushed his cheek, slick with whatever lubrication she'd greased it with. Her slender fingers roamed lightly over his back, her sculptress' hands strong, kneading his stretched muscles and rubbing in some of the extra lube. "There's something else, though. You should know the consequences of disobeying me." He strained to look up at her, but with a hand on his head she kept him from meeting her eyes. As she rubbed and gently squeezed some of the stress out of his neck, she had continued, "Take your hands off your ankles, luv, and I will take this toy out of you, but don't think I will stop. Instead, I will clean off the lubricant and resume fucking you... *dry!* "Also, should you release your hold on your ankles, I will consider myself similarly released from the concern of hurting you with this big prick." She had stroked his hair gently as if in counterpoint to the picture she was painting, a soft chuckle in her voice as she went on, "If you thought I was a wild woman in bed before...." He had swallowed, released and retightened his grip on his ankles from his left thumb down to his right pinkie, one finger at a time, then nodded, as if to show that he understood, and was holding on for dear life already. "I understand," his voice had trembled. "I love you." "I love you, too, dearheart," she had replied, bending down and at the same time bringing her hand from the back of his head down to his jawline, bringing his face to hers gently. He could tell that she wasn't trying to get him to let go of his ankles, and he wouldn't. Indeed, the look that passed between them was one of starkest love and devotion; a brief, chaste kiss seemed to communicate every ounce of love he felt for her, and he felt it from her, too. Her eyes sparkling as she pulled back, she had straightened, then walked slowly around him. And then, despite the breeze, he was sweating steadily in anticipation. That had been ten minutes ago. He jerked as she began fucking him with her long forefinger, acutely aware of each sixteenth of an inch inside him she slid; aware also of the complex texture of her skin--a breath-taking experience, to be sure. True to her word, his lover used small, deliberate, gentle motions. He almost wished she'd move faster, but was grateful that she didn't. Not yet. He was getting accustomed to her finger inside him, and he thought she was probably getting similarly accustomed. A languid acceptance of what was happening settled over him, and he began breathing deeply. The finger inside him rotated slowly, beginning a breathtaking massage of his prostate that *almost* made him let go of his ankles. He felt her other hand on his left hip, steadying him, and he smiled, groaning with satisfied lust, "Ohhhh, yessss! Do it, baby. Fuck me with your finger." She chuckled behind him, massaging his hip and pressing a second finger into him. Her nails had been trimmed, and the edges were smooth. The lubricant from the second finger was much cooler than that of the finger already working inside him, and the contrast in temperatures made him sigh and grind his hips back. She rewarded him by gently tickling his prostate, sighing like molasses, "You're such a slut, baby." "Your slut," he smiled. He could feel her grinning behind him. "Yes, my slut." She laughed at the role reversal, and he joined her. How often had he fucked her? How often had he taken her in wild and exciting ways? She'd been one for daring adventures--taking out his cock and giving him a handjob as they strapped in and waited in suspense on The Edge at Great America several years ago. He'd never forget the moment of orgasm, exactly when the mechanism released and the two of them were in free-fall for that brief, mind-chilling moment, and then plummetted to the end of the ride. Two minutes ago she'd begun slowly expanding her fingers like a scissors, widening the diameter of his spincter, going slowly, cooing to him to keep him relaxed. The state he was in was almost trance-like--his body a wash of pleasurable brushes, sworls of ecstasy and small joys, and yet he knew it was only prepatory. He licked his lips in anticipation, his eyes rolling back. He steadily rolled his hips back against her hand, and she was penetrating him deeper and deeper.... "Are you ready, darling?" "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, yeeeaaaahhhhhhhhh." Slowly, ever so slowly, she pressed the gargantuan head of the dildo against his lubricated and relaxed anus. He felt her thumb alongside the cockhead, her nail brushing the hair of his crack, and he guessed she was holding the prick like he had on occations like this, guiding it into him as he'd so often guided himself into her. He smiled at this and resisted the urge to swiftly impale himself on what in a different era and under a different mindset would have been a stake, the instrument of a particular country's mode of execution. He shuddered at the thought and tightened his grip on his ankles. "Mmmmm, baby, you're being good," his lover cooed to him, stroking his sides, relaxing him and expelling the hideous thought. Gently she worked the dildo inside of him, until he was thoroughly stuffed with its long, hard girth. He bit his lip and moaned at the feeling, the first time ever that something larger than a finger had been inside his ass. "Do you like that?" she murmured. He nodded his head vigorously and moaned again; she chuckled and played with his nipples, making him whimper. He felt her other hand snake up his right hip, along his side, tickling his ribs, brushing his angelbone, and caressing the muscles of his neck until her fingers wrapped tightly around a handful of his sandy brown hair, and he arched his head back in her grip. The message was clear: he was completely in her power. "I love you, baby," she intoned, carefully plunging the entire length into him to the base. Drawing out of him and gently sawing back and forth until she was inside again, she worked towards a gentle, steady motion, what he figured was her getting used to the idea and movements of fucking him. He groaned a low, lusty affirmative back at her, and she hugged his shoulders. He rocked back against her, beginning to move to her rhythm. Grinning, he luxuriated in the way she controlled the flow, enjoying things from the other side. He couldn't count the number of times he'd taken her--on her belly, on her back, in the shower, on the kitchen counter-top, in the basement when they were going through some of their old things; the times she had seduced him, playing with him under the table as they sat at dinner with their respective parents, or when she'd goaded him into fucking her in the bushes one night while their friends were only fifty yards away and staring through a telescope at the constellations... those were also innumerable. The two of them were made for each other, and she had given herself to him without question. So it was only right that he would finally do this for her. He loved her with every fiber of his being, and he was going to enjoy this total surrender. Feeling her take him now, it was a wonderful new thing. As her dildo slid deep inside him, he grunted and shifted his hips. She began fucking him faster, harder, and at the end of each in-stroke, she rolled her hips, letting the monster harnessed to her waist plunge deeper into him with a twist that sent shudders through every part of his body at once. He could feel his prostate *glow* from the stimulation it was recieving, and he whimpered and moaned his ecstasy. "You like that baby?" she marveled, again picking up the pace. It was a bit uncomfortable now, but he wasn't about to ask her to stop. Still, she had promised to make it as painless and enjoyable as possible so long as he kept his hands on his ankles.... Fastening his grip tight, he replied, giving his voice just a hint of agony, "Unnggggggh, oohhh, I love it, baby... but... could I have a little more lube on that beast? Please...?" Behind him, she slowed, pulling out until only the head of that huge cock remained inside him, stretching his well-fucked asshole. He could feel her smiling, "Of course, baby. You've been a very good boy." He heard her squeeze some more Astroglide out of the bottle; the thick, wet, sticky sounds as she slid it up and down the shaft made him hard as steel, his cock bobbing between his legs. "Mmmmmm, thank-you," he sighed as she slid gently back into him. Working her way back up to her former pace, she bucked her hips against his ass behind him, and he heard her grunts and groans as he suspected the harness was banging and rubbing against her clitoris and her mons. He smiled with satisfaction at the thought that not only was she pleasing him, but she was taking pleasure from fucking him. That made him feel... oddly at peace, and he thrust himself more wildly back at her, "Yes, fuck me, sweetheart! Fuck your slut!" She laughed good-naturedly, giving him a slap on one of his ass-cheeks, "Yeah, you are my slut," and she gave him a harder, faster pace to buck against. Still, he kept his grip on his ankles secure, and he groaned and wailed as his body thrashed. "You're my big slut," she repeated, "and I love fucking you! Mmmmmm, yeah, oh, yeah!" Again and again she pounded his ass, and eternally he praised her, blessed her name, and cried out in bliss. Finally her fingers slid down from his left hip and encircled his prick; she began jerking on his stick even as she fucked his tight ass. That was it--he came in spurts, thick white ropes that gobbed onto the hardwood floor and glistened in the lamplight. With each thrust of the dildo against his prostate, another jet of cum sprayed out of his throbbing cock, and he arched his back, pressing his ass back against the giant within him that gave him such joy. "GOD, YESSSSSS!!!" he screamed, and went limp, barely having the strength to keep hold as she had ordered him to do. But he did it. She'd fucked him, and he'd cum, and he wouldn't be punished. Still, she continued, fucking him harder, faster, and as he heard her gasps rise in pitch and close in frequency with one another, he gathered that she was working towards her own orgasm. He would help her. Bucking back against the love of his life, he bent his body down as far as he could and arched his ass up as he fucked back at her, mashing the harness against her crotch. Her whimpers and cries soon followed, and her nails dug painfully into his hips and sides. Still it was worth it as he felt her shuddering behind him, the dildo pressed deep in his bowels, and especially as he heard her blissful shrieks. "FUCK, YES! I'M FUCKING YOU!!!" she howled, letting anyone nearby their house in on their activity with her declaration. Finally, both of them came down from their mutual high, and their bodies' shaking slowed, but did not stop, fatigue now responsible for the spastic movement of their limbs. Slowly he felt her withdraw the dildo from his ass, felt her hands slide up his sides, to his underarms, tugging on him, "It's okay," she encouraged, pulling again. He eventually got the message and let go of his legs, which had gone numb during the experience, and she rose him to standing on his shaking legs. Feeling her wrap her arms around him, her prick dangling between both their pair of legs, tickling his scrotum, he slid his arms in turn up and down her thighs with a low sigh of gratification. "Mmmmmmm, I love you, dearheart," he whispered, his voice hoarse. "I know," came her whispered reply as she turned him around, "and I love you, too." Her mouth pressed against his, opening, her tongue pressing inside. He responded with ardor, matching her passion, holding her tightly to him. They stood that way for several moments, each of them with a cock--hers eternally hard, his now flaccid and glistening with cum, a few drops of which were dripping onto the floor--their arms roving over one another, their mouths and tongues hot and darting back and forth, hungry. Eventually he pulled back with a crooked grin, "This is gonna be a hideous miss to clean up." She laughed and smiled back at him, kissing him and pulling him again into her arms. "Mmmmm," he sighed, brushing his fingers through her silky hair, pressing himself against her pert breasts, those sweet nipples hard as rocks and rubbing against his firm pectoral muscles. "I guess it can wait till tomorrow," he sighed, his hands roaming down to her firm, high ass, squeezing with affection. "Yeah," she smiled, unbuckling the harness. He reached around to help her, and the strap-on cock quickly fell to the floor, lifeless again. They both looked down at the object, and she was the one to break the silence: "You know, that's only a toy. It will never replace you, baby." "I know," he purred, lightly touselling her hair. "I wasn't afraid for a moment of that. Of course, if you want to use it on me again sometime..." She laughed and lead him back to their bedroom, shutting off the light in the family room, leaving the strap-on and the mess behind, for later consideration. "Sure, baby, sure. Maybe next time, when you're not even expecting it...." He felt a thrill run through him as she left those words hanging in the air, and he reached down to squeeze her ass. The two of them collapsed into bed, kissing and falling asleep in each other's arms.
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