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July 2, 2009
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AndrewHotBoy
July 2, 2009
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1PerfectCoupel
July 2, 2009
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July 2, 2009
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DiaboliqHorror
July 2, 2009
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DeLuxeBrunette
July 2, 2009
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BlondMatureX
July 2, 2009
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July 2, 2009
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Cutest
July 2, 2009
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An Office Answer
July 2, 2009
When Denise Brown leaves Manor High School, she marries her sweetheart, George Day. She is barely 19 when they have Daniel. Money isn’t easy, so she goes on the Pill to prevent the expense of more children. Once Daniel has a place in nursery school, she takes a job as a secretary (later becoming P.A. to the director). George runs a plumbing business and gradually gains a reputation for honest workmanship and reasonable rates. They buy a bigger house and he tells his loving wife that they can afford more children now, if she wants. But she is fairly settled in her job and enjoying it; and George admits that he is happy with life as it is, so they didn’t change.
As Daniel grows, he is fascinated by his Dad’s tools and his work. George often takes his son out on weekend calls, so it surprises no-one when Daniel rejects staying on at school, for more qualifications, in favour of going to work with his Dad.
Sue Knight goes to Manor High a year after her brother James, four years after Denise Brown. She goes on to University and later qualifies as an a account. She gets a job with the same firm as Denise, who is, by now, well established. They share a good-sized office, between the main clerical staff office and the director’s office (who also has his own private entrance).
Denise helps Sue to get settled in and they soon become firm friends. They share remiscences about school and, slowly, come to trust each other with their deepest secrets. They look very much alike and are often taken as sisters, and they are of similar build; but Denise always wears her fair hair in a bun, at work, whereas Sue wears her black hair down and long. At 30, Sue falls in love with John Green and marries him within a year.
A year later, George is found to have an inoperable brain tumour. Given a year to live, he lasts just a month longer, spending this last month in hospital. Denise is given special leave and spends almost the whole time with him. Daniel carries on with their outstanding work, spending all his spare time with his Dad. George has them make promises: Denise, that she will not grieve over-long (”Life goes on,” he says.) and Daniel to look after his mother, ‘as best you can’. He dies, peacefully; they bury him, and get back to life, ‘as best they can’ without him.
After a year, Daniel (now 19) is aware that his mother is still grieving for her late husband, so he makes plans for some changes. “Mum,” he says, “I know how much you loved Dad and I know you’ll never forget him, but remember your promise to him?”
“I guess you mean about ‘not grieving over-long’, but I still miss him so,” she replies.
“Of course you do,” he assured her, “and quite rightly so, but I’ve been making some plans to help you push him just a little way back in your mind. I figure it may be best if he always has a special place in your heart, but if you allow other things to have more importance on a day-to-day basis.”
“Ye-es,” she muses. “What do you have in mind?”
“Better if I don’t tell you everything at once,” he tells her, intriguing her. “The first step is a party. It’s the anniversary of Dad’s death in two weeks; let’s make it a celebration of his life, and our determination to start a new phase of our lives.”
“OK,” she says, beginning to get a feel for what he is suggesting. “We can have a bunch of family and friends here; we’ll have food and drink and play silly games. If we have it on the Saturday, I’m sure Sue would help me with the preparations.”
“Great!” says Daniel, delighted that she is already starting to lighten up. “Let’s decide who to ask - we don’t want too big a crowd!”
And so it is that the party goes ahead, and is declared a great success by all present. (Sue’s husband, John, makes some feeble-sounding excuse, at the last minute, for not being there.) George is toasted many times as an all-round ‘good guy’, with everyone getting merry or down-right drunk. There is no trouble, though, and eventually, Denise and Daniel see the last guests to their taxi.
In the office, on Monday morning, both girls have a certain glow about them. Denise is first to speak, “Sue, you’re not going to believe what has happened since the party! I can tell you, but this is the secret of all secrets!”
“Yeah?” replies Sue. “Well, it can’t be any more secret than the one I have for you! I’m just bursting to tell you, but one of us has to wait. Go on, then, tell me your big secret.”
And this is what Denise tells Sue - though not every last word and detail; those are for you, reader.
At Denise’s place.
With the last guest safely despatched, Daniel says, “Right, sit down and put your feet up. I’m going to clear everything away.”
“O no,” Denise protests, “Let me help you.”
“No! That’s an order,” says Daniel, firmly. “I’m the man of the house, now. Besides, I won’t take long. A lot of stuff is only fit to throw away, so a bin bag will take care of most of it. I’ll stack up any crockery and cutlery and we’ll argue about washing it up in the morning. Then I’ll make us a cup of drink and we can sit together, talk a bit, relax and rest.”
“Yes, sir!” says Denise, with a mock salute, before kicking her shoes off and falling gratefully into an easy chair.
Sure enough, Daniel is back in a quarter of an hour with mugs of their favourite drink. He hands one to his Mum and sits, with the other, on a chair facing her. He pushes his shoes off and puts his feet up on a stool. “That was a real good party,” he says, “I’m sure Dad would have loved it.”
“Yes,” she agrees, sipping her drink, “I guess he would, but this was about recognising that he is dead and that we have to go on without him. Are you going to tell me any more of your plans, now?”
“You are a lovely lady,” he begins hesitantly, “and that’s not just because you are my mother.” Denise smiles, but says nothing.
Daniel goes on, “And Dad made me promise to look after you as best I could - so that’s what I want to do. I have an idea or two for how to put that into practise, but I feel it’s a matter of playing it by ear and finding out what you like and want. Am I making any sense?” he asks.
“I think so,” she says. “You want to be a loving son, and all that entails.”
“Yes,” he answers, “That and more, if possible.”
They are quiet for a while, supping their drinks and looking at each other. Denise is thinking what a fine son she has; Daniel is thinking that his mother really is a looker - and trying not to get a hard-on. She has her hair down and long and, as usual, isn’t wearing make-up. He can only see her ankles as her legs disappear into her trousers, but he knows she has shapely legs. She walks the almost two miles to work and home, each day, keeping fit. She obviously has fairly small breasts but that is all right, and they seem pretty firm. Yes, she is a lovely lady. ‘Almost time for phase two,’ he tells himself.
“One good thing about starting the party early,” he says, “It’s only 10.30, now. Time for bed?”
“I guess you’re right, though I feel rested now and could run a mile. I think I’m still a bit merry, too!” she laughs.
“Fine, but I’d like us to get a good night, ready for what I have planned for tomorrow,” he lies.
“OK, take my mug out - and let’s go up,” she acquiesces. He puts the mugs in the kitchen, then follows her upstairs and into her bedroom. “Yes, dear?” she asks, surprised to find him in her room.
He takes her in his arms and gently kisses her. “Mum, I love you,” he tells her.
“And I love you too, dear,” she replies.
“Mum,” he goes on, still holding her, though not too tight, and feeling his penis stir in anticipation, “You haven’t had a man for over a year and part two of my plan, as ‘man of the house’ is to be ‘man of the bed’,” and he kisses her again.
Her brain is a little slowed by the night’s alcohol, but as it slowly sinks in what he is saying, she pulls away from him and says, “No, Daniel! We can’t! It’s wrong! That’s incest!” He takes her hands in his and holds her at arms length, looking her in the eyes.
“Yes, you’re right,” he agrees. “But no-one else will know; and we’ll enjoy it. You will enjoy it and I will enjoy it.” They hold their pose for long minutes.
It is obvious that Denise is turning over conflicting thoughts in her mind. At last, she pulls them back together, kisses him and says, “You’re right. We will enjoy it.”
He pulls her to him, more tightly now, and kisses her more passionately. Their mouths open and two tongues flick out at each other, as if they have the same thought. He pulls back and their tongues wrestle inside his mouth; then they dance around inside her. Panting, they part mouths and he kisses her all over her face, an eye, cheek, nose, cheek, ear, cheek, eye, nose, eye, ear, nose, mouth, chin, neck.
He lets her go and starts to unbutton her blouse, fumbling. “Here,” she whispers, “Let me do that. You do your own.”
As she undoes her blouse and drops it on a chair, he removes his shirt and tosses it aside. His jeans are dropped and kicked aside, as her trousers slide down, are picked up and folded onto the chair.
He stands in his boxers, his erection making the front a tent, and watches her. She whips her half-slip over her head and drops it on the chair; reaches behind her, unclasps her bra, shrugs it off her shoulders and her breasts bobble free. He stares at them, realising they are very much as he has imagined.
Seeing him staring, she smiles and says, “A penny for your thoughts. Are these too small?”
“They are lovely,” he responds, “And the size is perfect. They look like two ripe peaches.”
She laughs, “Peaches? I’ve never heard boobs called that before! Well, you can taste them, but you cannot eat my fruit.”
He kneels to be at the right height, then suckles the right one while fondling the left. She moans her pleasure. After a few moments of this, he switches sides, sucking and squeezing. “Ooohhhh, yes,” she gasps.
He kisses down to her navel, pushes his tongue into it and licks around this goblet of delight. “Yeeessssss,” she whispers.
He puts a finger in each side of the top of her panties and slides them right down her legs. She steps out of them and he tosses them towards the chair. Her pussy hair is trimmed, so there is just a thin layer of light hair hiding her sweet lips. “Gorgeous, gorgeous,” he says.
She is near her bed, so he commands, “Sit on your bed. Now lay back.” Pushing her legs wide open, he sinks his face in and kisses those lips, tasting the wetness of her excitement. His tongue snakes in as far as he can push it, exploring her hot cavern.
“Ooohhh, what are you doing?” she cries.
He pauses long enough to reply, “Pleasuring my lady,” then tongues her some more.
She is sweet to his taste, but his penis is so stiff it is aching. It is almost a relief to hear her cry out, “Enough! I need you inside me for real! Take me, my lover - NOW!”
He slips his boxers down, stands up and kicks them aside. She moves further onto the bed so when he climbs on, between her legs, she is ready for him. He lowers himself onto his elbows and his rampant penis seeks for its target hole.
She guides it in and says, “I hereby renounce you as my son. You are, henceforth, my lover. Now, fuck me!”
“Yes, ma’am,” he acknowledges, sinking his manhood slowly into her wet and waiting pussy. She hasn’t been exercised in this area for over a year, and his good size makes him a pretty tight fit, but her lubrication eases his passage.
“Aaghh, that is so good,” he tells her. “Are you protected?”
“Heck, no! I left off the Pill when your Dad died,” she tells him.
“So what if I get you pregnant?” he persists.
“Wonderful!” she exclaims. “We’ll have us a baby. Now, get on with it!”
Needing no more encouragement, he withdraws his penis to about half its length, then sinks it back in again. Out-in, out-in; the friction of his rigid penis against her vagina walls thrills them both and, stroke by stroke, heighten their sexual awareness.
“I love you, Mum, and I so love being inside you like this.”
She replies, “And I love you, my lover. You big cock is making a new woman of me. When we are together like this, you must call me Denise. Fuck me harder!”
He continues to thrust into her soaking wet pussy as hard as he can, slowly picking up speed towards a climax. Denise feels her breath coming in faster and shorter pants and she knows she will cum soon.
“I’m nearly there,” she pants. “Send me over the top, lover! Fill me with your sperm! Cream my egg! Knock me up! Fuck me! Fuck me!”
Daniel is pounding away at top speed, now, any pretense of finesse abandoned as his own climax draws near. Out-in, out-in, the whole bed is shaking as, almost together, they reach and pass that ultimate point of pleasure.
Her body quivers, then goes rigid under him as her climax takes control of her.
His body becomes as stiff as his penis inside her as its muscles work furiously to pour his seed up from his balls and along her passage.
Two bodies are now on temporary auto-pilot as his sends spurt after spurt of baby-making cream into her eagerly receptive chamber. His thrusting stops, but her vaginal muscles squeeze his penis, as if to milk the last drop of creamy fluid from him.
Their first union is complete and they lay panting from their exertions. He has released his weight from his elbows, but she does not complain, in fact she is enjoying the pressure of his body on her. This is now her man. He who was once her son has probably fathered a child within her - and she is delighted at the mere prospect.
His penis, having done its work, is slowly shrinking inside her and, inevitably, it soon slides out of her soaking wet pussy. He kisses her and rolls off to lay beside her. His mother has become his lover and the very thought is enough to blow his mind!
“In line with your recent announcement,” he says, beginning a formal little speech he has prepared, “I hereby declare that my mother is dead and I take you, Denise, to be my unlawful wedded wife. If you are in agreement, we will seal it with a kiss.”
She replies, “Yes, I take you, my lover Daniel, as my equally unlawful wedded husband.” And they kiss, a long kiss of commitment.
“And if you aren’t pregnant already,” he tells her, “I’m sorry - but we’ll be doing this plenty more, so you soon should be!”
“Oh yes!” she exclaims. “Though we’ll have to move before I ’show’ - folks around here might guess and we could be in trouble. Somewhere else, you can be my ‘toy boy’!”
“Very sensible,” he commends her. “Maybe we should start looking for a new place straight away. The housing market is pretty buoyant and this place ought to make a good price, so a move should be fairly easy.”
“Yes, though moving our belongings will be a bit of a drag. And once one baby is on the way, we’ll have to decide how many we want. I am 38, so time is a bit limited; and there’s the age gap between me and our children to consider.”
“Yes, yes, my lovely. One shag and you’re planning the rest of our lives! Let’s sleep on it - we’ll think more clearly tomorrow.” She kisses her agreement and the lovers sleep soundly.
Next morning, Daniel wakes to find Denise laying on her side, smiling at him. “Good morning, lover,” she says, leaning across to kiss him.
“Mmm, morning, my love,” he murmurs sleepily. “I’ve got a hard-on.”
“I know,” she says, taking hold of his love-pole, “And I want it in my pussy.”
After what starts as a leisurely shag, and finishes as energetically as their first, they decide to make it a ‘nude day’.
Over breakfast, they talk about their future, where they may live, his plans to take on an apprentice and expand the business. They sit out in the part of the garden which is sheltered from the view of neighbours, relaxing and enjoying the feel of the sun and the light breeze on their naked bodies, until lunch.
Having eaten and cleared away, they sit together on the sofa in lounge. Kissing and fondling, mother and son enjoy the warm flesh of each others bodies. Real conversation is not needed, but they practice the ancient art of sharing sweet nothings’. These become oooohhh’s and aaahhh’s as they build up to another shag.
They lay in each other’s arms, declaring their mutual love and, eventually, have a nap. Dinner is followed by a time watching TV; then it’s bed - and another shag.
They wake up early enough for a good morning shag. Then it’s shower, have breakfast and tear themselves apart to go to work.
Sue listens to Denise telling her story in amazement. “That is incredible!” she says. “Just wait till you hear what I have to tell you!” And this is it:
At Sue’s place
When her taxi drops Sue off at home, she goes in and isn’t surprised to find the place in darkness. John is well known for his late nights, sometimes rolling in drunk, oft-times smelling of cheap perfume.
If she asks where he has been, it is always, “Oh, out with the boys.” ‘Yeah,’ she thinks, ‘and the girls!’ but she never presses the point.
Tonight, she is in for a surprise! Switching on the light in the lounge, she can’t quite figure what looks wrong, but her gaze is drawn to a note on the table, in John’s writing. It says:
“Sue, I wasn’t at your party because I was here - packing my belongings.” (Now Sue realized what was wrong - there were various items missing, about the place!)
“I’ve left you. Val, my secretary, is having our baby and I’m moving in with her. You can have the house. If you sell it, you’ll probably get just enough to pay off the mortgage. I’m leaving my keys - I won’t be back. By all means divorce me, I won’t contest it. John”
Sue is stunned; she staggers to the nearest chair and collapses into it, weeping. ‘What to do?’ she thinks. ‘I need help,’ and, picking up the phone, dials a familiar number.
“Hello, James Knight.”
“Oh James, it’s Sue,” she sobs.
“Steady, sis,” says James, her brother, “tell me what’s up.”
“John’s left me. taken all his stuff. gone to live. with his secretary. having his baby.” she manages to get out between sobs.
“Don’t worry, sis,” he says, in a voice which speaks of control, “I’ll be there in about twenty minutes. Make us both a cup of coffee, will you?”
“O.K.” she says, with considerable relief, and rings off.
Sue stops crying; big brother James is on the case; he will sort it out for her. She has just made the coffee and is going to sit down to wait when the door bell rings. As she puts the hall light on, a deep voice outside says, “Sue, it’s James.”
She throws open the door and flings herself into her brother’s arms saying, “I’m so glad you’re here!”
James catches her, hugs her and says, “Let’s get inside, sis.”
She releases her hold on him and goes back inside. He follows her, put his bag of overnight ‘essentials’ on the stairs, she closes the door - then is back in his arms.
As he holds her, he says, “There, there, my little sister, don’t fret, we’ll sort this out. Did Low-life leave a note?” (He never has liked John - ‘Lowlife’ - as Sue well knows.)
“Yes,” she says, “It’s in the lounge, if you want to see it.”
“Better had.”
They goes into the lounge and she gives him the note. He sits on the sofa to read it and she sits beside him, cuddling up to him, still needing the comfort of his close presence. He wraps his left arm around her and holds her to him, using his right hand to hold the note. His only comment is “Scum!”
He puts the note aside and wraps his right arm around his sister, too. He kisses her forehead and says, “Don’t cry, dear Sue. I love you, my dear and I can’t understand how he could treat you so badly. I’d treat you with far more respect.”
It’s true, he does love his ‘little’ sister, but feeling her in his arms, like this, is stirring other, unbrotherly, feelings in his loins. If only she weren’t his sister and he could make love to her. His cock is beginning to stir - and that won’t do! He thinks of ‘Low-life’ instead.
“I love you too, dear James,” she snuffles. “I thought I loved him, but now I hate him - and never want to see him, again!” She looks up at her brother and thinks, ‘O why do you have to be my brother? I’m sure you would make a great lover.’
“Well,” says James, “you have his keys, he has all the things he wants from here, so he won’t be back. All we have to do is get the divorce moving as quickly as possible. Will you sell the house, as he suggests, or still live here?”
“O, I couldn’t live where he has been!” she exclaims.
“I can undertand that,” he says. “It’s too late to do anything tonight, but you can come to stay with me until you get somewhere else, if you like?”
“O yes,” she responds, eagerly, “That would be great!”
“What are we going to do tonight, though?” he asks. “I guess you’d like me to stay here, so’s you aren’t alone?”
“I hoped you’d say that,” she says, smiling up at her big brother for the first time since he arrived.
“Shall I make up a bed on the sofa, here?” he asks.
“No way!” she tells him. “I got a king-size bed upstairs, and I’m not sleeping in that alone, tonight, with thoughts of him!”
“I didn’t bring any pyjamas,” he protests.
“Then you’ll have to sleep nude, same as I do,” she answers.
“And you won’t mind that?” he asks.
“Why should I?” she counters.
The very mention that she sleeps nude is making his cock twitch, so he decides to get to bed quickly, to hide it. “Right,” he says, getting up, “I need the loo.”
“OK,” she says, “I’ll just wash these cups and then I’ll be up.”
He is in the bedroom undressing by the time she enters the bedroom. He is quickly into the bed, though his cock has almost settled down. He watches Sue undress and the sight of her ample breasts, as she sets them free from her bra, gives him an instant erection. As she bends to remove her panties, two things together conspire to make an ordinary erection a raging rampant one. A smoothly shaven pussy almost does it, but the sight of her breasts hanging free from her chest finishes it.
She climbs into bed and looks at her brother in the subdued light of the bedside lamps. “Cuddle me to sleep, big brother,” she requests.
‘Not with this hard-on!’ he thinks and says, “Maybe not, sis.”
“Why ever not?” she wants to know.
“Well, er, I.” he mumbles.
“O, come here,” she says, moving to him and pressing her body against his. “O!” she exclaims, feeling his erection. “This is why!” and puts her hand down and takes hold of his cock.
He blushes deeply. “I’m sorry, sis, I couldn’t help it, what with the sight of you naked and all.”
“Fancy your little sister, do you?” she asks, only partly teasing, still holding the evidence.
“Yes - no - come on, sis, this isn’t fair. I am a red-blooded male, after all.” he says, weakly. “But I’m your brother, too, so how can I fancy you?” he demands.
“Maybe in the same way as the red-blooded female on this side of the bed fancies her brother,” she says, softly.
“Do you mean that?” he asks, in wonder at the very possibility. Instead of answering, she releases his penis, finds his hand, and pulls it to her crotch. He takes hold of her, gently, then realises why she put his hand there. She is wet!
She sees the look of realisation, tempered with disbelief, on his face, smiles and says, “Yes, that’s right. She’s ready to mate with him.”
His mind is working overtime, but his mouth is on strike! Then, “But we can’t. it’s wrong. it’s incest,” he protests.
She answers, “We can; yes, it is incest; but who says it’s wrong?”
“Well, yes, we could, but it’s society that says its wrong.”
Sue is on firmer ground, now, and begins to press her case. “‘Society’ need not know, and it only says it’s wrong because of the possibility of deformed children.”
“Isn’t that enough?” he chips in.
“No,” she asserts, “Not for us! I was reading, only recently, that the possibility is less than five percent - though I don’t know how they figured that out! Don’t suppose they did a nation-wide survey of incestuous couples! Anyway, more to the point, I’m on the Pill, so there is no danger, at all.”
“And you want to do it?” he asks.
“What I want,” she informs him, “Is for my lovely big brother to make love to his little sister.”
“Not so little,” he says, fondling one breast and sucking the nipple of the other. He pulls her close to him and as his eager cock pokes her in the belly, she opens her legs and pushes it between them, sandwiching it against her already-wet pussy.
“I always reckon one of the most sensual parts of a woman is a long, smooth back,” he says, stroking up and down hers. At the same time, he moves his body backward and forward just enough for his penis to rub her pussy, sending her wild.
She turns her face up towards his and they kiss, passionately. His hand has moved down onto her butt and as he is stroking it, he is pushing her onto his moving penis.
“Aaaghh!” she gasps “I’m going to cum - before you even get inside me!” And, with a sudden arching of her back, she climaxes energetically and joyfully. “O yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!” she cries, heedless of neighbours hearing, or what they might think.
His cock now soaking wet from her pussy juice, James asks, “Ready for the real thing, my lovely sister?”
“More? O yes! Yes! Yes!” she is definite. “I’ve never had so much pleasure! Get in here and fuck me, you red-blooded male!”
They throw the quilt to the floor as she lays on her back and spreads her legs wide for him. He kneels between her legs and lowers himself onto her. Realising he is crushing her breasts, he takes some weight on his forearms, gets his balance and slides his rampant penis into her ready, receptive vagina. It is a tight fit, but her juices make it easy.
“All seven inches?” he enquires, jokingly.
“All the way,” she replies.
He pushes in as far as he can and just lays there, thrilled to be inside his lovely sister and one with her in this way. He kisses her and their union seems complete.
“Ah Sue, dear gorgeous, wonderful Sue, this is heaven. I could stay like this forever,” he tells her.
“O James, lovely James,” she answers, “What have we been missing, all these years? Let’s make up for lost time, dear brother. Take us both even higher; fuck me - fuck me, now!”
“OK,” he agrees, pulling partly out and thrusting back in, “but I haven’t had a woman in years - and never one as lovely as you, my sweet - so feel free to offer advice if you think I need it.”
“Ooo, you’re - aagh - doing fine -aagh- so far.” she tells him, as he gets into a steady rhythm. “Just- aagh - keep on -aagh - like this - aagh - “
As he pushes right in, his body makes contact with her clitoris, causing her to gasp in sheer pleasure.
‘Never, ever, had John done anything like this; this truly is the ‘real thing’!’ she tells herself.
James feels his penis swelling even more and realises his climax is approaching. “Uugh,” he grunts, “I’m close. to cumming,” he tells her.
She feels him getting even bigger inside her, knows she is close, too, and responds, “Me too - aarr - let me have it! Fill me - with your - aagh - hot sperm!”
A few more thrusts and, feeling that blissful pain at the head of his penis, gasps, “Here it comes!” His whole body goes stiff as his thrusting stops and his penis takes on a life of its own; its muscles pull his sperm out of his balls and sending it in great spurts, up, out, and along her love canal.
The feeling of his hot seed entering her body is all it takes to send Sue over the top and, with an arching of her back, she attempts to get closer to the source of her delight.
Eventually, there is no more sperm to pump and his penis reverts to plain stiff. They lay, still gloriously linked, panting for breath. As soon as words are possible, each is keen to express their satisfation.
“Ecstacy!”
“Amazing!”
“Beautiful!”
“Wonderous!”
“O my brother! You were so good.”
“Dear sister, you are better than words!”
His now shrinking penis slips out and he rolls off to lay beside her. He lays a hand on her stomach, unwilling to lose contact with his beloved sister, his new mate.
James says, “I read where one guy said, ‘there is nothing more pleasurable than making love with someone you have known and loved for years’ - though I think he’d just had it with his mother! He was right, though; I cannot imagine any greater pleasure than that which I have just had. I love you, my dearest Sue,” he tells her and kisses her.
“And I love you, so much, my wonderful James,” she says. “We’ll do it again?”
“O yes!” he assures her, though exhaustion soon overtakes them and they sleep soundly.
In the morning, Sue wakes to find her brother leaning on his elbow, looking at her.
He smiles and says, “Good morning, dear one, I still love you,” and kisses her gently.
“Mmmm, and I love you, dear heart,” she assures him. “What are we doing, today?”
“I’ve been laying here thinking about that,” he tells her. “This is what I figure: I’d like some breakfast, then a shave and a shower, then back to bed with you.”
“I’ll have some of that,” she says. “While you shave your face, I’ll shave my pussy. And once we’re back in bed?”
“We have plenty of time,” he says, “so I intend to kiss every part of your gorgeous body, feel you and stroke you and lay claim to every minute part of you. Then I’m going to slowly and thoroughly fuck you until you beg for mercy!”
“Fat chance!” she exclaims. “You’ll collapse from pure exhaustion before I even think of stopping you!”
“In that case, we’d better set a time limit, ‘cos I’d like us to have some dinner, pack as much of your stuff as you want to take, and move you into my house.”
“O good,” she says.
“Yes, and if anyone sees you and asks, you’re my girl-friend,” he instructs her.
“Of course, my love,” she agrees.
“And once we’ve unpacked your gear,” he goes on, “I’m going to take you to my bed and fuck you some more!”
“Wow! Terrific!” she says. “Sounds like a fucking good day!”
“Yep,” he says, “And I reckon we’ll need an early supper, to keep up our strength, ‘cos I’m gonna take you to bed, tonight, and fuck you to sleep. Tomorrow, you can go to work, as usual, and I’ll get your divorce proceedings started for you.”
“Excellent!” she says. “I knew my big brother would sort everything out for me. I’m double glad I rang you, last night.”
Office Solution
“And we did all that,” Sue tells Denise, “But, unlike you, we slept well and I only had enough time to get ready and come to work, this morning, so no shag for us.”
“Well!” says Denise, “Your expression, ‘a fucking good day’ needs amending, though. It was actually ‘a fucking great week-end’!”
“Very good!” says Sue, with a laugh. “Who’d have thought - even 48 hours ago - that we’d be here confessing incest to each other?”
“Quite right! We’d each have said the other was mad!”
“And what we really want, now, is some even madder way of living with our new lovers in an apparently legal manner,” Sue mused.
“Ye-es,” Denise agrees.
They are quiet for a time, each with half a mind on their work - which, fortunately is light as their director is away on business for the day - and half a mind on their problem.
Mid-morning; tea break. Denise says, “I can’t think of anything apart from Daniel’s answer - move to a different part of town, where we aren’t known, and just say that we’re married.”
“Yeah,” says Sue. “Though even that’s not a problem, for me and James, ‘cos his neighbours don’t know me. If only there were some way for us - you two and us two - to help each other.”
Denise frowns deeply, then says, “You may have just given me the answer. It will need some working on, but how’s this for a start? If you married Daniel and I married James, that would be legal, wouldn’t it?”
Sue says, “Huh! Totally legal - but totally out of the question, especially if you and Daniel are already having a baby!”
“Yes, yes,” replies Denise, “That’s just for the rest of the world. Now, listen - I make my arrangements to marry James, and you make yours for a couple of weeks later.”
“Go on,” says Sue, dubiously.
Denise continues, “Then you put on a blonde wig and become ‘Denise’ and marry Daniel. And two weeks later, I, ‘Sue’ put on a black wig and marry James.”
“And because we look alike, no-one will know we’ve done a swop? Love it! It might work.”
“Now,” says Denise, “What problems are there? We’ll have to ‘become’ each other, so we’ll need to tell each other lots of little background things, learn new birthdays, insurance numbers. Staying here is out, but I’m having babies, anyway.”
“Yes, I guess me and James will have children, soon enough. He works from home, as a financial adiser, so maybe I can join him. Right, I reckon we can sort everything out. We’ll have to make sure our men are in agreement. Why don’t you come round to our place - that is, James’ place! - tonight for dinner? We can talk it all through, then.”
“Good idea; let’s ring them right now.”
They do so and all four become as good friends as Denise and Sue are, already. In less than a month, Daniel and ‘Sue’ marry. and move house. Eight months later, George (named after someone special to them both) is born, followed a year and a half later by twins, Anna and Emily. A month after Daniel and ‘Sue’, James marries ‘Denise’ who also joins him as a business partner. Children - Helen and Edward - come after a couple of years. For both couples, business thrives and expands.
To be continued.
Tags: Romance, Nasty Words, Hermaphrodite, Boy, Matures Female, Gays, Female, Threesome, Ebony, Making Friends
