book 1
My brother is at praxis, and my parents aren't family from work yet. I'm naked, as I usually am when I have the business firm to myself, and I go into my chum's bedroom. I snoop around in his stuff, looking for anything he might be trying to hide but don't observe anything new. I put on one of his hockey jerseys and lie on his bed. I begin touching myself between my legs.

My clit is hard as I tease it and riffle it. I'm in no hurry, I have at least another hr so I can afford to remove it easy and savor a long build up to a screaming orgasm. That's the early benefit to being home alone - I don't have to be quiet when I make myself cum. My digit are all slippery with twat juice as I explore the confidant contours of my young cunt. I tickle my get off crop of pubic tomentum and flirt with my Virgo jam. I pinch my mamilla through the jersey ; delighting in feeling them stiffen between my digit. My clitoris is so hard that it's aching.

I imagine my comrade is suddenly there on top of me. He's telling me how beautiful I am and how much he's always wanted me. His cock is poised at my opening. He desperately wants to fuck me, but he knows how wrong it would be to fuck his own sister. In my mind I'm about to tell him to do it when I hear someone realise their throat loudly.

I open my eyes and see my brother Mike standing there with his backpack slung over one berm and a roguish grin on his side. I scream, slam my legs together and pull his jersey down to compensate myself.

"Too late, Emma,"he chortles,"already saw everything."

"microphone ! Get out of here !"

"Why should I ? It's my room."He drops his book bag and whole tone into the room. I can see from the bump in his pants. .. that he already has a hard-on.

"How long were you there ?"

"Long enough to see my dear niggling sister doing some very dirty affair to herself."

"You're disgusting."

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

"Don't you dare !"I yelled, trying to cover up how much I would get it on it if he did express me his cock.

"Y'know, you didn't have to block off just because of me."

"Shut up, weirdo."I sat up, trying to figure out how I was going to get past him and produce 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. have it off."

"No way !"

"Alright. .. shot I'll just have to recount Mom and Dad what I found in my room when I came home base from school today."

It was bad enough being caught by my crony, but I would absolutely die if my parents found out I played with myself in social movement of my brother. It would be even worse if they knew I was doing it in microphone's room.

"Please don't William 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 deviant !"

"Give me back my jersey, Em. Now !"

I pull it off and fuddle it at him, then do my beneficial to cover my small tits and wet pussy 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 clit outset throbbing."Actually, I feel bad for interrupting. Why don't you go ahead and finish."

"Are you weirdo ?"

"I wonder how hanker you'll be grounded after Mom and Dad find out about the off-the-wall things you do when they're not at place. Maybe I'll tell them about how you sometimes act as with yourself in their bed, too."

"How do you get laid about that ?"

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

"Rrrr ! I hate you !"

"Go ahead an unfastened up those skinny ramification of yours and let me see that precious pussy again."His convinced 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 lusus naturae around here, it's you."

I lie back, my heart backwash, and I take my mitt away from my pussy. Hesitantly, I open my legs. I don't want him to sleep with how often I really want to do this for him.

"Nice,"he says in a whispery voice as my knees touch down on the mattress to my leftfield and right."I wan na see your breast, too."

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

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

"Touch it,"he orders. There's a fatheaded wood file in his voice that sends tingling across my bare shape."I want to see you play with your pussycat and work me excited."

My deal moves down to my cunt. I wonder if he can see how much I'm shaking. If he can, I hope he thinks it's because I'm disturbance 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 contact yourself the way you like to."

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

I spread my wetness up the duration of my slit, circling a fingerbreadth around my heavy clit, then going back down for more of my natural lubricant. I'm leaking like never before and can finger it actually trickling down my ass crack. I have to be deliberate or I'll cum in about another three seconds. I don't want him to know just how turned on this is making me. That's when I hear a zipper coming down. My heart leaps. Is this really happening ?

I look up to see my brother holding his firmly tool in his script. He's stroking it slowly as he stares between my legs, transfixed by my pussy. I've been dreaming about seeing his member for so long, and now there it is, all big and arduous. I feel strangely proud that his shaft 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 respond. I find myself nodding before I consciously make up my brain. He comes to the side of the bed and tugs on his erection, aiming it right at me. God, it's a magnificent peter to witness.

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

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

I continue fingering myself as I watch my pal's gymnastic body come into position with each piece of clothing that he sheds. Soon he's as au naturel 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 onward I'm able-bodied 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 hand moving rapidly between my legs. His cock is close enough for me to turn over out and concern. I unintentionally let out a little moan. He takes this as a signal to tinge my tits with his free paw. He's being a bit too approximate, but I still like it.

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

auditory sense him say my name while he's beating off over my naked physical structure drives me wild. I slip a digit into my hole and moan some more as I feel my orgasm construction quickly. I try to make it finis as long as I can, but it only takes a minute before I reach the compass point of no return.

"I'm gon na cum, Mike ! Oh, fuck, I'm gon na cum so arduous !"Without thinking I reach up and very gently cup his testis, feeling them all hot and sweaty in my medal for the first time. It's unlike anything I've ever felt before.

He beats his cock faster and I get the idea that he's trying to fourth dimension his coming with mine. God, that's so friggin'hot ! I cry out and my ass comes up off the bed as I start to go off.

"Do it, Emma. Let me see you cum !"His finger dig into my pocket-size firm boob as he groans."Oh, fuck !"

Despite being in the throes of my own orgasm, I'm still capable to see the promontory of his cock suddenly swell seconds before a big spurt of sperm cell shoots out and lands on my breadbasket. Waves of X are crashing through me. My comrade quickly redirects his member and Thomas More seed stir on my breast and mamilla. The feeling of his warm spunk on my skin is beyond amazing. We both continue rubbing ourselves well after our orgasms have passed, neither one wanting it to come to an end.

book II

At first my phratry phantasy were restricted solely to my brother. That changed shortly after I found a enigma stash of pornography my dad had out in the old detached garaged behind our planetary house. When no one was plate, I would sometimes snarf out there and go through the small aggregation of musty girlie magazine hidden under his bench. It wasn't long before the following fantasy was added to my common soldier repertoire :

I'm squatting in the cluttered garage with a pass off copy of floozy spreadhead open on a Milk crate in movement of me. I've taken off my jean, but my Stanford White cotton step-in dotted with blue shuttlecock are down around my mortise joint. My fingers tickle lightly around my puffy vulva. My picayune clit is aching to be touched, but I don't want to deflower it by going too fast. I don't get this fortune very often, so I want to make it count.

The smell of oil, rusted metallic element, and old sawdust is strong in the air. I bring my fingers to my nozzle and sniff, adding the odour of my own sweaty pussy to the mix. I turn the pageboy and return my hand between my legs. The raw cleaning woman I'm looking at has brilliant tits. I long for the day that my small-scale pinhead develop into something more womanly, but I'm afraid it might never happen. I tickle my thin spell of pussy hair, then slide my heart fingerbreadth along my slit and palpate how soft my lips are. I wonder if the sexy slut in the picture ever masturbates like me.

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

I instantly panic. I have to hide the magazine, or pull up my panties, or grab my pants, or duck's egg behind the refuse can, or…too late. My dad is standing close by looking around. He hasn't seen me yet, but he will any back. In the shock of the moment, I didn't end up doing any of the thing my brain told me to do all at once.

"Oh, Emma, it is you,"he smiles when he sees me."What're you do-…"He spots the magazine and the smiling falters."Oh."Next he realizes my panties are down and my mitt is the only thing covering my naked cunt."Oh, I see…ahem."

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

"Guess you stumbled on my mystical hoard there, eh ?"He chuckles nervously."Your mom would kill me if she knew I had those."His consistency language tells me he's struggling with an internal debate about what to do about finding his girl masturbating to his erotica."That one you got there is probably my favorite. You got good taste, Whitney Moore Young Jr. lady."He's trying to relieve things up, but I'm so humiliated that I'm in no mood to laugh and stay crouched where I am.

My dad reaches out his bridge player, and I give him the magazine. He flips through the Sir Frederick Handley Page, pauses, flips a distich more, looks something over, and then turns back a page. I notice a bulge growing in his pants and don't know what to do. I should probably try to pull my panty up, but I don't.

"This one gets me off every time."He puts the magazine down on the milk crateful so I can see. There's a shapely Melanerpes erythrocephalus taking up the integral leftfield page. Both her legs are straight up in the air bed covering in a wide V. She's squeezing her bosom together so that her mammilla are almost touching. Her fuzz is big and curly.

"She does feature a sexy body,"I offer meekly. My stomach butter churn, hoping I didn't spoil things by speaking. My dad's smile becomes a little more unstrain, and he nods.

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

"It's this that does it for me."Dad taps the model's side."She has such a shy, innocent flavor about her. She could be the angelical fille adjacent room access, or the check-out procedure girl you see every day at the store or even my young daughter. And then you look down and wow ! expect what she's doing. That angel turns out to be one tight picayune devil."

My eyes stray to my don's crotch and I see that the bulge has grown into something more substantial. His paw motility along his leg and he massages his hardness through his pants with me right there next to him.

"Yeah, I think I see what you mean,"I say, wanting him to love I understand what he's talking about. The woman has big, beautiful cunt brim splayed open in front man of us. That was the lone affair I had really noticed before, but now that I was seeing it through my Father of the Church's eye, the image was a lot more erotic than I had ever realized.

"Would it be okay, Emma, if I join you ?"

"sum me ?"I'm not sure as shooting if he means what I hope he does."Ahhhh O.K., if you want to."

He pats me on the berm as he stands, opens his drawers and drops them to the base. Just like that I'm staring at my founder's difficult cock. It's big, and midst, and straight. The head flares out at the base and bender to a blunt point. I can even see my dad's pee golf hole unclouded as day. His hairy nut hang heavily between his legs and I'm dying to know what it would feel like to hold them in my hand.

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

"female child aren't the only ones who masturbate, you know."He punctuates his joke by nudging me with his elbow.

"I know, but…"I'm not sure as shooting if I should say anything.

"But… ?"

"I never thought you did… ‘ that,'” I nod toward my dad's hired man moving steadily up and down his meaty shaft.

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

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

"Do you come in out here a lot ?"he asks, more curious than accusing.

"I've done it a few times,"I admit. I'm ashamed of being caught, but now I'm also excited that I was.

"And do you always pull down your step-in and rival 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 big affair in the public if anyone found out what a deviant I am. Now that I knew my dad did it too, it didn't seem like as a good deal of a horrific thing."It feels good,"I say just to say something.

"I'm sure it does."My dad looked down between my legs. I moved my hand a slight to the incline."Looks like my girl finally has some hair down there."

That makes me find proud for some goofy reason. He turns his attending to the magazine publisher spread and continues to work his cock. I get up the cheek to touch myself the way I've been wanting to for the live on couple second. I circle my touch around my hole and asperse some of the wetness around down there. My fingerbreadth moves up and down and around. I can't believe I'm doing this with my dad right there with me.

"Do you want to see the one I like the most ?"My voice sounds minuscule and squeaky, but I manage to get the give-and-take out.

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

I flip to the last pictorial. There's a dark-haired char with a pixie-cut and minuscule breasts. She's on her knees with her tooshie toward the camera. Her hand is on one of her butt cheeks and she's pulling it to the face so you can see everything between her legs. 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 picture as I lightly finger myself.
"I dead reckoning because she's not just sitting there all like, ‘ Look at me.'” I consider the poser's human face for the first sentence, noticing that she has an saying that was partly
a challenge and partly an invitation."She's taking charge and showing off what she's got, like she's proud of it or something."

"Okay, yeah, I can see that."

"And I like how she's not shy to let you see…everything."

"Everything ?"my dad prompt. His hand is moving a little faster. I go ahead and start rubbing my button like I would if I was by myself.

"Yeah, y'know, like her…stuff…"

"You mean her pussy ?"

Hearing my Father of the Church say that word sends a tingle through me."Yeah, her pussy and her…butthole."

"Mmm, I have to agree with you on that one, knockout. There's something about a charwoman who's leave to circularise her ass and put it all out there."He looked down at what I was doing again."red cent, you're certainly not a footling little girl anymore, Emma."

"I know how to make myself throw an coming,"I blurt out in an attempt to prove just how develop up I am.

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

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

"Ah, in effect. I wasn't sure if your mother covered that part when she had ‘ The public lecture'with you."

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

"I don't really have much of a pick at this point, untested 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 interested in what the other is doing than the static model who has been holding her ass open for the past five years.

"Dad,"I finally pipe up when a wicked idea enters my headland."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 sneak, leaving on my ankle joint socks. Too bad I don't have a pair of high dog handy. With my back to my father, I pull my shirt off over my head and take off my plain White River bra. I'm very cognisant that I'm showing off my naked nates to my dad for the first time ever. It was no big deal though because I was about to express him a whole lot more.

I find an open spot and spread an old mantle over the cement storey. I get down on my back, put my feet up high in the air, open my branch in a across-the-board V, and squeeze my tiny boobies together. My dad instantly recognizes the pose and laughs. He's not laughing at me, but just because of how glad I've made him. I try to make that same shy, inexperienced person facial expression he likes so much in his favorite picture.

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

"You don't need those muddied magazines, Daddy. Not when you have me."I never knew acting like a lousy slut would feel so good."Do you like it ?"

"Are you kidding ? I love it, sweetheart !"He is jerking off even faster now."You're a century sentence aphrodisiac than the girl next threshold could ever be."

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

He gets up, kicks away his pants and kneels down in front man of me like my naked consistency is some variety of sanctum altar. My pegleg are getting tired, but I hold them loose for my father."Instead of masturbating to those magazines, you can jerk off to my pussy whenever you want."

"Oh God, you're going to get to me cum so intemperately, babe girl."My dad starts playing with his Lucille Ball, rolling them around in his hand as he jerks himself. He looks straight at my slit through it all and it seems like he might be about to cry."How about your darling picture ? Want to show me that affectedness ?"

A bolt of excitement shoots through me. I hadn't even thought of that. What an amazing musical theme. I take down my pegleg and bend around onto my knees. I look over my shoulder and pass on Dad my advantageously inviting challenge I can muster, then put one helping hand on a bum 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 incline and open myself up to him completely. My dad lets out a shuddering groan and beats his tool faster."Can you see everything, Daddy ?"
"I see everything, knockout. I can see it all."

I can tell he was getting close."You can squirt your sperm on me if you want to, dada. You can squirt it anywhere you want."
"I love you, Emma !"he cries out and leans in toward me."I fucking love you sooooo muuuuuch !"As he yells the language. .. his cum begins to throw up from his prick straight towards my mouth. He pumps jet after spurt against my lips, some of it landing on a face, and then I surprise both of us and open my oral fissure. A sudden fierce upsurge of cum leaves the tip of his prick and lands on my glossa and ebullition back into my mouth. I lean forward and let his shooting fire hosepipe enter my lovesome lips as I force them closer together. I watch him move back and forth for respective hour as his shaft slowly begins to shrivel up.

I can't even wait until he's all the way finished, and I start frigging myself like crazy. My pussy is all gooey and it feels more than amazing. I never masturbated so backbreaking and so fast in my whole sprightliness. It only takes a few second gear before I am moaning and screaming through my maiden climax in front man of my dad. He backs away slightly to see my body erupt.

"I'm going to cum ! Thank you, daddy ! Thank you for cumming in my mouth ! You make my twat feel sooo gooood !"I buck and hump my hand like it's the well sex I've ever had ( which it actually is ). When my sexual climax finishes, I can't stop. I keep fingering myself like an out of mastery sex maniac until I cum again and again while my father holds his spent cock in his deal and ticker in amazement.

Neither of us speak for a long while as I catch my intimation. I want things to retain going, but I can't get up the bravery to severalise my male parent I want him to do more than sex things to me. He gets up, fetches a clean 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 cunt. My dad can't hitch looking.

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

"Yes !"I jump up and throw my arms around him in a big hug. I almost block I'm defenseless until I feel my dad patting my bare ass."I love you, Daddy."With that I industrial plant a big, juicy kiss right on his lips.

This was one fancy that I rarely got to the end of. .. before cumming. I usually got off right around when I started posing and spreading my legs. The idea of exposing my pussy to my don held a unique intimate charge for me. In reality, when I found his pornography stash, I knew exactly what my begetter was using it for. The idea that my dad jerked off was a revelation to me back then, and it really fired my horny vision. The thought of him jacking off to me as I showed off my naked body gave me more orgasms than I can count. These fancy inevitably evolved into imagining scenes where my father and I would fuck, but I'll save that for another prison term because right now I have to go guide attention of something out in the garage…