1. Rachel


    Date: 5/30/2017, Categories: First Time, Mature, Taboo, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    breaths. Now she stopped with the head of my cock just in her and I felt a strong steady flow of her pee showered down onto me. As she peed she slid down onto me again and leaned back so her pee cascaded upwards over my stomach in a flood of erotic warmth. I started bucking and gasping as from the tip of my cock spasms of pleasure f***ed my balls to send their load of semen spurting into the depths of her belly in huge convulsions of erotic ecstasy. Rachel started to come again and as my climax crested she took off on one of her own, ramming her silky tightness down onto my cock trying to get every millimeter into her hungry body. I pushed hard into her as her climax built and peaked in panting cries of ecstatic joy. Two or three last great heaves convulsed her body and she collapsed on top of me giggling and panting and smiling. 'You randy old bugger!' She said. 'Hey! Less of the 'old' thank you very much.' We both laughed and kissed and fell into a warm wet heap of love and care. She squeezed out her last few drops of pee, which trickled slowly down over my anus making my prick twitch and my balls tighten. I felt a great sense of trust and love for this woman, my stepdaughter, with whom I was sharing my innermost secrets. Later when we'd cleaned up, washed each other in the shower, dressed and breakfasted, we sat talking of the day ahead. We both had work to do so we chatted for while organising the domestic stuff and finding ways of loving each other with caresses, care ...
    and silly compliments. Later I went out to research my article while she worked in her studio on a design commission. Traveling on the Underground over to the National Maritime Museum at Greenwich gave me time to reflect on what had happened. Now I was away from the provocative influence of her nubile body and the aroma of sexual readiness that pervaded her studio flat, I could think with my brain instead of letting my cock make the decisions. I had made love to - no that wasn't right - I had fucked my stepdaughter, and been well fucked by her in return. And she had been right; it had made our relationship something even more special. Did I want to fuck her again? Even in the cold light of day I knew I wanted to feel that sweet young pussy sliding down onto my cock as often as possible, to feel our love overcoming any social barriers. Anyone watching me must have wondered what I had to grin about as I rattled across London thinking of all the sexual fantasies that might now come true with this sexiest of girls. I laboured through the morning looking for details of the times and routes of sailing vessels in the final age of their greatness when elegant tall ships made the journey to the Far East and Australia and back in record times to catch the height of the London markets. Pictures of those stuffy Victorian ship owners and their straight-laced women stared back from the old journals. But I couldn't help wondering if in the privacy of their own bedrooms and bathrooms they ...
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