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

    throat. Her throat grasped and massaged my cock while she swallowed, and as soon as I was sure I had finished I pulled it out so she could breathe. After a minute of gasping and panting to catch her breath she said, “Hmmm -- I taste good! And so does your sperm. I never imagined how good.” “And you feel good too! I can‘t wait to get back inside you.” “Don’t worry, I want your cock inside me -- when I’m awake. And often.” as she wiped off the most obvious evidence of our debauchery and started getting dressed. “You had better get dressed too.” Sure enough Scott walked in about ten seconds after I finished buttoning up. I have never figured out how she did that, but was sure glad she could! He chirped: “Hi. What’s up?” Sue groaned and said “Look out! It’s a cheerful person before breakfast. He must be up to something.” “Okay, I’m cheerful, but I have had breakfast unlike you slugabeds. Why does it smell funny in here?” I jerked when he said this, and thinking quickly, I opined: “Must be the four bowls of chili I had last night.” “Take my advice bro, stay away from that chili … and open the window!” “Got it. Whatcha got going today?” “Having Hank saddle up Annabelle for a ride. Thinking of having mom pack me a lunch and heading up to the tableland to have a look around that old homestead. Anyone wanna go with me?” Sue chimed up with: “Naah. We were just going to hang around here and be grateful there’s no school for another couple of months.” eyeing me lasciviously. “Have a good ...
    ride.” I added, “And don’t get bit by a rattler -- it may not survive the encounter. Got your .22?” “Fuuuunny! And, yes, I do.” Pulling the Colt Woodsman semi auto pistol out of its holster and checking to be sure there was a full clip and nothing in the chamber, then reholstered it, “All oiled up and ready. See ya later.” As soon as he left I turned to Sue, took her in my arms, kissed her briefly, and said: “Thanks for saving our butts! How do you do that?” “Like I know. It just comes to me that something is going to happen, and I have learned to listen and act on it. How do you think I knew you were looking at me in the shower? I certainly didn’t see you.” “For all you knew I could have been a serial killer out to cut you into little pieces and spread your body across three states. Keeping your severed tits for souvenirs of course.” “Then you would have been greeted with both eyes full of fingernails and a crotch full of knee.” “Remind me not to get you angry.” “Okay. But if you wanted to kidnap me, tie me up in an old rundown homestead cabin, and rape me for, oh, say three straight days or so I think my clairvoyance may develop a short circuit in advance.” “I’ll keep that in mind, but correct me if I’m wrong -- it isn’t rape if you want it to happen, is it?” “A girl can have a fantasy life, can’t she?” “So can a guy.”, firmly grabbing her breasts through her shirt, “But my fantasies didn’t come anywhere near reality, at least so far, so I much prefer the real thing, don’t ...
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