1. The Vacation


    Date: 5/30/2017, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, First Time, Incest, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: Still A Perv, Rating: 87.8, Source: sexstories.com

    you?” Reaching down to feel my still stiff cock “Yes, I think I do too. In fact I want you to fuck me to unconsciousness, this time with your prick, and as often as possible. Oh my god that was unbelievable! How did you do that?” “I’m not really sure. I guess I was riffing off your reactions and going with the flow, as it were. Carefully studying the magazines for years helped as well.” “If that’s your superpower you’ll have girls throwing themselves at you! In fact, you already have one who wants to as soon as possible.” Whirling around, I said “Where? I’ll tear her clothes off and have my way with her! Several times!” Sue rolled her eyes, turned me back toward her, pulled me in for a long French kiss, and as soon as we returned to reality said “She’s right here, and is hungry in more ways than one as I am sure you are. Let’s have some breakfast and make plans for the day. I need to get you in my pussy, mouth, ass, hands, feet, between my legs, between my tits, in my mind, everything. I love you, brother.” “I love you too. Just didn’t realize how much until now. And I want to be in your pussy, mouth, ass, you really want it in your ass? Between your tits, hands, feet, hell anywhere I can get it. Let’s eat!” ****************************************** 2 *********************************** We had a marvelous breakfast -- at least that’s what everyone else was saying, but I guess I was too preoccupied to tell. All I could think about was getting Sue naked again, this time ...
    with less possibility of interruption by a snot nosed little brother, and suck and fuck each other for as long as we can. As it happens Sue was way ahead of me, had already discussed it with mom while leaving out the finer points, and got an admonition about getting back before dark. All that was left was to get a meal and drinks together plus the usual picnic supplies, with as it turns out some extras Sue packed ahead of time, and we headed out with me on Brutus, a surprisingly tractable stallion, and Sue on Passion Flower: a strawberry roan we got from Thailand. The horses were loping along as we took in the scenery and pointed out interesting trees, rocks, and whatever came along, as I enjoyed watching her fine ass bouncing in the saddle. She pulled her horse up, stood up in the saddle, looked around, and said, “I remember a grown over side trail somewhere around here, but can’t seem … ah, there it is!”, pointing to our right. “I don’t see anything.” “That’s because you’re on horseback. Dismount and look again.” Sure enough, there it was, leading gently down the slope for a couple hundred feet. She dismounted and we led our horses through the brush and into a completely secluded clearing with a fallen tree off to one side. Sue began setting out the picnic on the double sized beach towel she packed as I was busy tying the horses near a small stream with plenty of forage for them. She was bending over to retrieve a bottle that had fallen over when I looked her way to see that ...
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