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My mother and me.

Posted on June 25, 2008. Filed under: family sex | Tags: , , , , , , , , , |

At first I thought I was dreaming, then I realized I was about to cum. I’d had wet reams before but this was different. This was closer to the feelings I had when I masturbated. And then I realized, even though my hands were at my side I was being masturbated! The fear of knowing I was not alone, that someone was in my bedroom, that someone was sitting on my bed and stroking me made my imminent orgasm subside. Somehow, though, it only made my erection stronger. And, boy was I erect! Achingly so. I had never been so hard or felt so Goddamn Big before. It was like my whole body was my cock, like I was IN my penis and I was standing on the bed and this huge hand was rubbing up and down my chest and legs and abdomen. I felt like Iron Man about to explode.

I must have made a noise because the hand stopped its’ movement and released its’ grip. At that moment I realized three things at once: I was naked, the covers had been pulled off me and the person sitting on my bed – the person masturbating me was my mother. I knew it was her because I heard her moan a bit also. Besides, there was no-one else in the house. She had been acting strangely that evening – in fact, she had been acting strange for some time. My father had died when I was six and she had buckled down to raising me on her own. She had quite a good job and had been promoted several times over the years. She hadn’t really dated anyone since losing her husband – except for a brief period when I was 11 or 12 – but it seemed more as if she was trying to find a father-figure for me and she seemed to have little interest in the men themselves. As she had said at the time: “None of them could live up to your father. Only YOU could do that.” Now that I had reached puberty she seemed to take more and more of an interest in me. Interest in me as a man. She had come home drunk one night a few years ago, stumbled into my room and climbed into bed with me, fully clothed. Even though she was gone in the morning and had fallen asleep within minutes, I remember her saying, quite clearly -“You’re my only Tom now.” Tom was my fathers’ name also. Next day she behaved as if nothing had happened and we never spoke of it but often after that I would catch her looking at me speculatively, as if she saw me differently or was seeing me for the first time. One day last year she had discovered my pornography collection in my closet. She confiscated them and said she was angry that I was spending my money on such ‘trash’ but the two times I caught her looking at them she seemed excited. It was after that that she took to leaving the door open a little when she changed and leaving the bathroom door ajar when she showered. She said it was to let the steam escape. But it was after I started dating that she really changed. I thought she would be happy for me but whenever I mentioned Jill her lips compressed and her nostrils flared and she would refer to her as ‘That little tramp.” If she knew I was going out with Jill she would get all huffy and say things like “You can’t spend an evening in and keep your mother company?” Sometimes I would feel so guilty I would break my date and on those evenings she would cook my favorite food or order pizza and a movie and we would watch the film together, me lying on the couch and she sitting in her favorite armchair in the living room. She would dress up on these occasions, putting on darker lipstick, adding mascara and blush, even a hint of her ‘special’ perfume. Often she would put on her dressing gown – the red silk one – to be more ‘comfortable’. Nothing ever happened on those evenings, but more and more there was a hint, a suggestion, a kind of ‘undertow’ of sexuality between us. Often her arm would brush mine if she was passing food or she would bend over, low, to put a plate in front of me. That would cause her robe to open and her breasts to be exposed, except for the nipples and the lower portion covered by the robe. Because the robe tied at the waist her legs would be exposed when sitting and her chair accentuated that. Often, so much leg was exposed that I could she wasn’t wearing panties. She would drink a lot on these occasions and encourage me to drink with her even though I was still sixteen.

I hadn’t seen Jill for weeks. She had stopped calling me and wouldn’t return my calls. Her mother sounded hostile on the phone and always told me Jill wasn’t in. Even though I couldn’t prove it I had always thought my mother had something to do with it. At the very least, she seemed happy and kind of smug that Jill had bowed out. That had been a month ago. And now she was in my room. Stroking my cock.]

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My Sneaky Daughter

Posted on June 25, 2008. Filed under: Father and Daughter | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , |

I woke up about noon to what sounded like a thud. I had been partying with some colleagues from work the night before so my reactions were a little slow, to say the least. I looked around the room but didn’t see anything. I saw the sheets were pulled back and I was stark naked. This is not unusual because I normally sleep in the nude. What was unusual was that the bedroom door was open.

My wife of 18 years, Linda, knows I sleep in the nude and when she leaves for work in the morning she usually closes the bedroom door. We have a daughter, Ashley, who is on the varsity cheerleading squad and is usually very open about everything. She has no qualms about walking through an open door, no matter where it is. Yes, even my bedroom door. This is why Linda closes it when she leaves.

I didn’t see anything disturbed in the bedroom and I didn’t hear anyone in the house so I assumed nobody was home and the noise I heard may have been a random sound from outside somewhere. I put the pillow over my head and tried to get another hour of sleep before I started the routine chores of my day off.

I heard the thud noise again. This time I was still awake and it sounded like it came from my closet. My closet is a walk-in and the doors are louvered. Because of the backlight caused by the windows in the closet, I saw a shadow of someone standing in the closet looking through the louvers at me. My heart raced as I jumped out of bed and advanced on the closet demanding, “Who’s there?” Suddenly I heard a soft female voice say, “It’s me daddy! I’m borrowing a pair of mommy’s shoes.” Ashley was in the closet! I told her to wait while I put some clothes on. In her no-punches-pulled attitude Ashley replied, “You don’t have to. It’s not like I haven’t seen you before.” I was stunned and all I could say was,”What?” Ashley replied in a matter-of-fact tone, “I said you don’t have to. I’ve seen you nude before.” I stopped in my tracks and said, “You have?” Ashley came out of the closet and we stood about four feet from each other. She looked down at my penis and said, “I sure have.” Her gaze came back up and she looked me dead in the eyes, gave me a Cheshire cat grin, and left the bedroom closing the door behind her. I couldn’t believe what just happened. My little girl had just admitted she has seen my nude before. Not to mention she looked right at my penis!

I looked in the full length mirror at my nude self and didn’t know what to make of what just happened. Should I be angry? Embarassed? I just didn’t know what to think. I quickly put on my shorts and left the room. “Ashley!” I called out, “Where are you?” It was then I heard the shower start from Ashley’s bathroom and the clear glass shower door close. I walked toward the bathroom and saw that the bathroom door was open. Was she taking a shower with the door open? I fully expected her to come out of her bedroom and return to the shower as if she had forgotten something, but that wasn’t the case. Based on the water sounds it was clear she was in the shower.

I stood just steps from the bathroom door knowing that if I was to look inside, I’d see Ashley in the shower. I listened longer and I heard the plastic shampoo bottle drop to the floor. My curiosity got the best of me and I peeked around the corner into the bathroom. There in the shower was my little angel bending over with her ass facing me. She picked up the bottle, put shampoo in her hand and began to wash her shoulder length auburn hair. Ashley stood 5’4″ and weighed 110 pounds. She was petite, except for her muscular thighs which she developed from years of cheerleading. I couldn’t take my eyes off her shapely body. She had been to the beach over the summer and had developed a distinct tan line around her firm high breasts. There was a small bikini line on her very toned ass that appeared to have been made by a thong. When she turned her front toward me, I saw the tiniest of tan lines just around her cleanly shaved pussy. ‘Holy crap!’ I thought, “When did she get a bathing suit that small?” Then I noticed I was getting sexually aroused. This was the first time I had seen my little girl nude and I liked what I saw.

I watched for about 30 more seconds before I slowly stepped back from the bathroom door. Just as I left sight of her, Ashley called out, “Daddy!” I froze! Oh shit, did she see me? Not knowing what to do, I took several large steps away from the bathroom and answered her with a sheepish, “Yeah?” Certainly I stepped far enough away for her to think I was a distance from the bathroom. “Can you come here please? I need you” Ashley confidently replied. Oh crap, what to do? I walked to the door and without looking in I again sheepishly said, “Yeah?” “I forgot a towel. Can you get me a towel, please?”she replied with a loud voice as she competed with the rushing water. Ok, I can do this. No big deal. I got a towel from the linen closet and just as I started toward the bathroom I heard the shower water turn off.

“Ashley, I have your towel. Where do you want me to put it?” Ashley replied, “Can you bring it to me, please. I need it here.” I replied, “Are you sure? You’re in the shower.” Ashley giggled and said, “I know where I am, daddy. And if you don’t bring me the towel this is where I’m going to stay.” I garnered the courage to calmly walk into the bathroom. I saw my little baby standing in the shower looking directly at me. The shower door was open and I watched as the cool air caused her nipples to get hard. She smiled and asked if I had seen her naked before. Of course I hadn’t and I said no. I handed her the towel and she began a conversation. “I’ve seen you naked alot” she said. “Sometimes I’ll sneak into mommy’s closet when she’s not here and watch you sleep through the louvered closet doors. I did it today but you caught me.” I didn’t know what to say but as Ashley spoke all I could do was look at her firm, tanned, young body.

Ashley continued by saying,”I like to go nude in the house when nobody’s home. I love the freedom of it. I’d like to do it more often, like when you’re home. Would that be ok?” I realized Ashley was so close to me her hard nipples were touching my stomach. She looked up at me with her brown bedroom eyes and waited for a response. Well, she got a response but it wasn’t verbal. My dick was hard and it was hitting her just below her belly button.

Ashley grinned at me, took my hard cock into her hand and began to rub it. A part of me wanted to push her away and chastise her for what she was doing. Another part was in deep lust for my cheerleader daughter. “It’s ok daddy. I want to do this. I’ve wanted to for a long time” she said just before she kissed my chest and licked my nipples. I just stood there saying nothing because I was afraid if I said anything at all it would be ‘stop.’ But I didn’t want her to stop. As she sucked my nipples I wondered if she knew how much I loved having them sucked and licked. Has she peeked from the closet as my wife and I made love? I dare not ask.

I hesitantly lowered my head and my lips met Ashley’s. Her tongue darted into my mouth and she had such soft lips. Her hand moved a little faster as she stroked my throbbing manhood. She let out a gentle moan, moved her lips to my ear and whspered, “Make love to me, daddy.” I whispered back as she stroked my hard cock, “We shouldn’t.” Her dark brown eyes gazed into mine, she pouted her lip and whispered, “Please…” I felt a power come over me and I couldn’t stop myself…I didn’t want to stop myself. I took Ashley’s towel and put it on the counter top. I picked her up and sat her on the towel. She was now almost eye level to me and most importantly, her pussy was even with my hard cock.

I spread Ashley’s legs and pulled her to the edge of the counter. Her pussy was glistening with inner lubricant and she looked so innocent. I wondered if her tiny pussy would accommodate her daddy’s cock. I took my cock and brought the tip to Ashley’s pussy. As I touched my cock to it she let out a little gasp. I then guided my hard cock gently into her tight pussy. Ashley closed her eyes, parted her lips and said, “Mmmmm yes. Finally.” I pushed my cock all the way into her pussy and it was so tight. I started to move my hips in and out as I watched Ashley bite her lip and moan in pleasure. She lifted her knees so that she could accept every inch of my cock.

I fucked her harder and harder and she seemed to like it more and more. Ashley threw her head back and said, “Do it daddy. I’m gonna cum. Do it harder.” I started to thrust so hard the skin between us was slapping. It wasn’t long before Ashley bit her lip and let out a long moan. Her pussy juices flowed like a river over my cock as she came. I could feel my cock ready to explode. Ashley knew I was ready and she said, “Do it daddy. Cum for me. Cum in me.” I knew I shouldn’t cum in her. I said, “No” but I continued to pump my baby’s pussy. The tension mounted as I was ready to shoot my load. Ashley moaned,”Please cum now, daddy. I want you to cum now.” Before I knew it I was driving my cock as deep as it would go into her pussy. I shot my load and Ashley moved her hips in such a way that if felt like her pussy was massaging every drop out of my cock.

My knees almost collapsed from exhaustion and I pulled my cock out of Ashley’s pussy. I said,”I shouldn’t have cum inside you baby. Bad things could happen.” Ashley said, “Mom put me on the pill a couple of years ago. Nothing bad can happen. Besides, I’ve wanted this day to happen for a long time.” She kissed me lovingly on the lips and then said she needed another shower. As I left the bathroom, Ashley said, Don’t be surprised if you find me looking for shoes in mommy’s closet.”

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