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It feels gross.

I just went through all of my posts and blurred out any part of the human body that our back-asswards, puritanical society have decided is shameful or illegal to display. The pic above; that’s all the naughty things I blurred out. The parts of the pictures that are shameful.

It hit me harder than I thought.

Right now we’re being told, in no vague terms, that certain emotions we have are wrong. Invalid. Unacceptable. They’re sin. Hide them away in shame.

The anti-sex work, anti-porn, and anti-lgbt wave that has been hitting the internet has been hard. My SO is a sex worker. I’m not, not outside of Potlucksoup at least. She’s who encouraged me to start drawing NSFW content. It was fun and we started joking about how we’re be rivals and see who would be more popular. (We’re tied, but she’s pulling down way more $$ than me so far). It’s fun. I like drawing this.

Like I often say, I love seeing your positive comments. That’s what makes it hard though; I have a history with this, all of this.

I grew up with a devoutly religious, nearly cult level, family. I have literal, and I mean literal, anti-porn crusaders in my family. They have little stickers on their books and laptops advertising it. I saw them yesterday. No exposed shoulders. All skirts are always safely below the knee. They work together to sell their god to lonely and outcast students in colleges. They shared stories about that. Then they laughed and schemed how they could push their missionary work into elementary schools, to children. 

I wish I were joking or exaggerating.

It hits hard. Religion, or any philosophy really, can do good things for people. It can bring them together, give them a sense of purpose. It can fill the deep, existential void when your thoughts turn dark and brooding. It’s a tool, like a hammer. It can build a stable home. I can build great things. It can build amazing art.

It can also be used as a weapon.

Growing up, the school I went to had no sex education. The parents didn’t want that. In the religion I was a part of, masturbation was a sin. Sex was a sin. Your existence, was a sin. Women were second class. Men were slaves to their emotion. Any deviation from the perceived norm was squashed out.

I wasn’t allowed to close my door at night because my parents feared that I might be tempted to do something that would make our god cranky. I remember the guilt mostly. How I’d pray for “forgiveness” and cry when I did something as natural and healthy as taking a walk or stretching your knees after a long run. How I tried locking the feelings away and how deep of a depression that pushed me into.

I was lucky too. I was cis, heterosexual. I looked the part. I could more easily hide my thoughts and desires by just looking how I looked. But, it wasn’t just sexual acts that were banned either.

For a while at my family’s house I was banned from drawing or writing anything that was not based on something in our holy book. I was caught drawing a comic about pokemon once and got grounded for that. My parents searched my room often, just in case. They once found the stash of drawings I made and hid in my bed. They laid them out on that bed for me to see when I got home from school that day. They wanted to shame me. I was forced to go to anti-porn rallies after that where I sat in the crowd and wished I could go home. I had to talk to the religious leaders, lay out to them why I was a bad person. They didn’t tell me, I had to guess why.

I remember thinking about how hypocritical and heartless is all was.

A lot of people are going silent today on tumblr. There’s a few little protests. Everyone is trying to figure out what to do next. Its a bigger problem than just one platform blocking content. No more sex work on Craigslist. No more talking about sexual terms or preference in private chats on Facebook. No more sexual images on Instagram, on Twitter.

Anything sex; your preferences, your emotions, your kinks and communities are no longer okay. This is bigger than tumblr making a decision to increase their market share.This is our societies fault. This is the people who are either afraid of sexuality or afraid of the people who are. Tumblr is only doing this, it’s only profitable, because this is what people want.

It’s sad, but there are people out there who are actively trying to keep you from expressing yourself. They’re doing it because it eliminates the competition. Take away the outlets. Take away the fun. Take away the excitement and curiosity Make your world a castrated, joyless cloud of grey.

Saviors are only an attractive option when you desperately need to be saved.

Right now, about 1/3 of my posts are still in appeal. I’ve added a level of censorship to my posts that should be good enough to make my blog just SFW enough to survive. Even with all that, I’m not sure this blog will make it through the ban. I don’t trust Twitter to avoid the wave that’s hitting. Potlucksoup.com will stay up as the archive, even if every social media page dies.

I’m going to keep posting everywhere I can, as long as I can. I learned about sex through the internet, through blogs and sites that have long since naturally faded away. I’d sneak on late at night to see if masturbation, sex, and sexuality was wrong. I’d ask people if the whole world was like the world I grew up in and I learned that it wasn’t. I learned about art and kinks, consent, sexual play, the different colorful and unique communities the world had. It was a whole different world and people were actually smiling in it.

So I’m going to keep posting.

I’ll keep posting art. I’ll keep reblogging and retweeting it. I’ll keep posting things about sex education, when I find them. I’ll keep posting my kinky illustrations and the (hopefully) sexy stories.

I want to do that because I know that there are people out there who are struggling with sexuality, or their kinks, or how their bodies feel or look.

I want all those folks to know that you’re okay.

Your emotions are valid.

What you feel is okay.

You’re natural.

You’re normal.

No matter what you’ve been told, there’s a place for you in this world.

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Her grandson’s intentions were obvious.  And yes, he did bring a blanket.

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One month turanabout

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Somehow, Josh doesn’t think his dad would be so understanding.

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CHOICE OF MILF: Mildly Furry

It was definitely the strangest case of a bet gone wrong that I’d ever heard of. My, admittedly, prettiest female friend and I had gotten together to talk about sex, husbands, and inappropriate thoughts; a favorite pastime of ours that often involved wine. Well, when my friend, oddly, directed the conversation to how hot my Son was, and what she’d like to do with him, I had to admit that too much of what she was saying was true. So, instead of throwing a fit and denying it, I just played along as best I could. In fact, as I was “playing along”, I had to admit that it started to get awfully hot in that room, and that my pussy was getting awfully wet…

But, my friend did eventually cross a line. Not because it was too dirty, but because it was too ridiculous! She said that my Son would have sex with either, or both of us, in a heartbeat. Me! His own Mother! Crazy talk, obviously. But, as best friends do, she had a way of getting under my skin. A stupid remark became a three hour, wine fueled debate, with all kinds of past sexual acts that we totally promised not to bring up again, being brought up, and used against one another. Well… By the end, I was, I was… Well, I don’t know what I was! But, it would seem, rational, was not on the list.

Because the conversation went from crazy to worse when we burst in on my Son, and dragged him into it. And still, my friend kept bringing up my most depraved sexual acts from my past. So I returned the favor! I mean, we weren’t legitimately mad at one another, this was just how we were. But the effect on my Son… I mean, at a certain point, even I couldn’t drag my eyes away from his… predicament.

And if things weren’t bad enough already then, delivering the final, ultimate acts of insanity, my friend started stripping down. Then she started pulling at my clothes, and when I demanded to know what in the name of all that was sacred she thought she was doing, she very simply declared that if I actually believed what I was saying, I could prove it. And her idea for how we achieved this? Well, simply strip down, turn around, bend over, and let my well-hung Son “settle the debate” with our full permission. It was ABSURD! But… as my friend was quick to point out, if I was right, it would prove it, and I had nothing to fear. And if I was wrong, then there was only one way to find out, with certainty.

Maybe it was the wine? I hope? No… I just wasn’t that tipsy. But, she has this effect on me! And, next thing I know… We were topless, in our incredibly naughty underthings (we’d been playing a kind of naughty dress up earlier, and now it looked planned!), and just kind of, stacked. Like, showing my poor Son EVERYTHING! I was just about to be mortified, when…

His dick came bobbing into my line of sight as he stuck it in my girlfriends face and told her to “wet it”. And that slut just, unleashed a world class blowjob on my Son, right in front of me! And, I COULD have done better… for the record. But I couldn’t exactly say so, right in that moment, right? Anyways… That isn’t the point, because then he was behind us, and my, admittedly, very sexy girlfriend starts moaning, and we are on top of one another a bit, so I can FEEL him fucking her! Well, I was blushing, and I was about to try to find a way to discreetly leave when, rather abruptly, I felt a very nice, very large, and very warm cock slide up into me and, force a very loud, and inappropriate moan from my mouth! I was panting, and moaning, and actually yelling out “Oh YEaaahhh!” When I realized whose hot dick I was feeling spread me open and fill me up. And, I mean, just FUCK. It only made it hotter!

In what I thought might be  a moment of mercy, he pulled out of me and went back to my friend. I mean, I was legitimately offended. Was he saying her pussy was tighter than mine?!? I mean, I was thinking some very unmotherly thoughts right then. Like, maybe I should blow him, just to show him who was the best damn cocksucker in the state, but I was just starting to work up an angry, when he slid back into me fast and rough and fucked me to a lewd, screaming, and incredibly verbal orgasm.

And no sooner did it end that I heard my girlfriend start moaning again, and I realized the little scamp was taking turns on us! He was fucking us both! And, again… that definitely shouldn’t have been super fucking hot, or made me proud but… Damn. It absolutely did both of those things! And when I heard those magic words, “Fuck Mom, I’m gonna Cum”… Well… my friend and I looked at one another, smiled, and looking back at him, we said, in almost perfect unison, for him to cum all over us, but my friend called herself his Auntie; And I, well, I was his Mommy, now wasn’t I? And Mommy wanted to feel his hot cum all over her body!

So… yeah. I’m not entirely sure what happens next like, not in the long-term at least. But, in the short term at least, I do know that next weekend my girlfriend and I are getting together at her house; and I’m bringing my Son with me.

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My new friend from Econ 101 was giving me a tour of his place. Harry still lived at home, so unlike me he had a ton of space to hang out and study.

“…And this is my mom’s room. Used to be for both of my parents, but Dad and I alternate now. One night me and Mom, one night him and Mom, one night all three of us.” He opened the door to reveal a luxurious bedroom with a home office in the corner.

A lingerie-clad woman was sitting at the desk, typing away. She was beyond thick, her giant ass spilling out of the comparatively flimsy chair.

“Hey Mom,” Harry said, waving her over. “This is Ben from class. We gotta study, but we got time for some quick relief first.”

“Hi sweetheart,” she said, getting up side as he plopped himself down on the bed. “Blowjob?”

“Nah, nah. Deepthroat,” he said with a grin, before reaching up to grope her gigantic rear end. “How about you, bud? I just know you wanna try riding this.”

“…Guilty,” I replied. I usually wasn’t one for BBWs, but that woman… Well, it was a special circumstance. The moment she bent over to take her son’s cock, I was rushing over to mount her.

“Do you want my pussy or my–OooOOH!”

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I appreciate you trying to help me study, big bro, but um… there’s no way I can focus when your boner is practically sticking out of your pants….

Mom’s coming home in fifteen minutes, so you’re going to have to fuck me in my uniform. Be sure to pull out and cum in my mouth this time! This is my last skirt that isn’t covered in your cumstains!

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BITCH IN HEAT: Little Brother’s Beach Trip

“Oh… Oh honey” mom said to me in a way that bordered on moaning. Then she angled her parasol to cast us both in shade and give the illusion of privacy, as she leaned in to speak to me. Despite the fact that we were at the beach, she was still wearing make-up, since, she was just there to relax and tan. So, she looked at me with stunningly gorgeous eyes, her long dark hair flowing behind her, and her make-up accentuating her soft, pale skin. Then, her very full, very red lips moved as she smiled, conspiritally; drawing my attention to them, and away from her very, very impressive breasts.

Leaning in close she said, “you know sweetie, it’s considered rude at a nude beach to sport a… ah… well” she said, pausing as she tried to find the right word before giving up and giving a little laugh. “Well, a hard-on, a stiffie, a, um, rather impressive, but still inappropriately hard cock.” And with that, she nodded down towards what, at a nude beach, I had been trying to hide, but couldn’t.

“Sorry mom”, I said, casting my eyes down a bit in embarrassment. Worse than my lack of control, was the fact that, I hadn’t even been looking at the other beach goers. In fact, I hadn’t taken my eyes of my mother’s gorgeous body since we arrived; so I knew what the cause of the, ah, the gaff was. She had been acting so weird lately. Dressing and acting sexier and flirtier all the time, for months now. It just had me thinking about her really inappropriately, and it really didn’t fucking help that she was drop dead gorgeous.

Mom smiled, and lowered her voice even further, like she was telling me a secret. Then she leaned in again and said, “No need to be sorry sweetie. Honestly, from a boy your age, I take it as quite the compliment. But we can’t have you bobbing around like that. So… since you clearly like what you see, then how about we slip into one of these changing room, and I’ll help you out with that.”

I just blinked at her, not… not sure I was getting her meaning. Which only made her let out one those charming little laughs of hers. Then she added, “you know”; and then she held one hand up to her face and made a hand and head gesture like she was stroking and sucking a dick. At which point I know I must have blushed a dozen different shades of red.Which would have been bad enough, but I was naked, and not only did I also visibly harden, but my cock actually ‘bucked’ a little!

When I didn’t reply, mom stepped in close, her naked breasts pressing lightly up against my chest as she looked up at me until I met her gaze and held eye contact.

I was looking down at her entrancing eyes, and those full red lips, as she said, “In case I’m not being clear son… I’m saying we should find someplace private, maybe head back to our room. I’ll get down on my knees. Then you’ll push that big, young, dick of yours between these lovely red lips of mine, and you can just…” And then she placed on hand on my shoulder, and with a delicate touch she gently began to trace it down my chest as she said; “relax. And… watch your big titted mom suck your cock”.

I gulped. Then mom added, “I betcha mommy’s blowjobs feel a lot better than your hand ever did”.  Those… were fighting words. You did not use the word “bet” lightly in my family. Of course, I knew I couldn’t win that bet. No fucking way she was wrong. But I figured it would be the most pleasant loss I would ever experience in my entire life. The idea gave me my voice back, and some of my confidence back, as I accepted mom’s bet; telling her, “you have yourself a bet”. And when I said it, she beamed a happy smile up at me, and stepped back, offering her hand.

I accepted it, and she began to lead me back towards our hotel room. Once there, mom pushed me down onto the couch, and she actually put on a pair of garters and stockings before beginning. By the time it was over, her lovely lipstick had been completely rubbed off.

For the record, yeah, my mom’s blowjobs feel a lot better than my hand. Technically, they felt better than anything I had ever felt or imagined. But it was still so surreal, and weirdly hot, whenever I would look down towards that amazing feeling, and see my mother’s lips spread themselves around a fat cock. And see my mother’s eyes gazing back up at me with a mix of lust, hunger, and maternal love.

I didn’t know it then… But I hadn’t seen anything yet. It was going to be one hell of a week.

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BITCH IN HEAT: Little Brother’s Beach Trip

“Oh… Oh honey” mom said to me in a way that bordered on moaning. Then she angled her parasol to cast us both in shade and give the illusion of privacy, as she leaned in to speak to me. Despite the fact that we were at the beach, she was still wearing make-up, since, she was just there to relax and tan. So, she looked at me with stunningly gorgeous eyes, her long dark hair flowing behind her, and her make-up accentuating her soft, pale skin. Then, her very full, very red lips moved as she smiled, conspiritally; drawing my attention to them, and away from her very, very impressive breasts.

Leaning in close she said, “you know sweetie, it’s considered rude at a nude beach to sport a… ah… well” she said, pausing as she tried to find the right word before giving up and giving a little laugh. “Well, a hard-on, a stiffie, a, um, rather impressive, but still inappropriately hard cock.” And with that, she nodded down towards what, at a nude beach, I had been trying to hide, but couldn’t.

“Sorry mom”, I said, casting my eyes down a bit in embarrassment. Worse than my lack of control, was the fact that, I hadn’t even been looking at the other beach goers. In fact, I hadn’t taken my eyes of my mother’s gorgeous body since we arrived; so I knew what the cause of the, ah, the gaff was. She had been acting so weird lately. Dressing and acting sexier and flirtier all the time, for months now. It just had me thinking about her really inappropriately, and it really didn’t fucking help that she was drop dead gorgeous.

Mom smiled, and lowered her voice even further, like she was telling me a secret. Then she leaned in again and said, “No need to be sorry sweetie. Honestly, from a boy your age, I take it as quite the compliment. But we can’t have you bobbing around like that. So… since you clearly like what you see, then how about we slip into one of these changing room, and I’ll help you out with that.”

I just blinked at her, not… not sure I was getting her meaning. Which only made her let out one those charming little laughs of hers. Then she added, “you know”; and then she held one hand up to her face and made a hand and head gesture like she was stroking and sucking a dick. At which point I know I must have blushed a dozen different shades of red.Which would have been bad enough, but I was naked, and not only did I also visibly harden, but my cock actually ‘bucked’ a little!

When I didn’t reply, mom stepped in close, her naked breasts pressing lightly up against my chest as she looked up at me until I met her gaze and held eye contact.

I was looking down at her entrancing eyes, and those full red lips, as she said, “In case I’m not being clear son… I’m saying we should find someplace private, maybe head back to our room. I’ll get down on my knees. Then you’ll push that big, young, dick of yours between these lovely red lips of mine, and you can just…” And then she placed on hand on my shoulder, and with a delicate touch she gently began to trace it down my chest as she said; “relax. And… watch your big titted mom suck your cock”.

I gulped. Then mom added, “I betcha mommy’s blowjobs feel a lot better than your hand ever did”.  Those… were fighting words. You did not use the word “bet” lightly in my family. Of course, I knew I couldn’t win that bet. No fucking way she was wrong. But I figured it would be the most pleasant loss I would ever experience in my entire life. The idea gave me my voice back, and some of my confidence back, as I accepted mom’s bet; telling her, “you have yourself a bet”. And when I said it, she beamed a happy smile up at me, and stepped back, offering her hand.

I accepted it, and she began to lead me back towards our hotel room. Once there, mom pushed me down onto the couch, and she actually put on a pair of garters and stockings before beginning. By the time it was over, her lovely lipstick had been completely rubbed off.

For the record, yeah, my mom’s blowjobs feel a lot better than my hand. Technically, they felt better than anything I had ever felt or imagined. But it was still so surreal, and weirdly hot, whenever I would look down towards that amazing feeling, and see my mother’s lips spread themselves around a fat cock. And see my mother’s eyes gazing back up at me with a mix of lust, hunger, and maternal love.

I didn’t know it then… But I hadn’t seen anything yet. It was going to be one hell of a week.

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Grandma Cheryl by Spider1

The house was in its usual chaos. My kid brothers and sisters were always scrambling to get ready, to get dropped off somewhere or my mother was scrambling to go pick them up. Dance, sports, band, so-and-sos house. Today mom was bopping from kitchen to living room and up the stairs shouting orders, questions and reminders. I was on the couch, weekend bag next to me, watching U-M getting abused on the football field. My dad was at work, doing an extra weekend shift to keep us afloat. “God, where are they?” My mom said, looking out the window at the wet, leaf blown driveway. “It’s OK Mom,” I said. “You need to relax.” “Thanks so much for doing this again. I know you don’t like going there but your Grandma really appreciates it. So does Aunt Suzie. You don’t know how much it means to them and how they talk about you.” I smiled. “It’s cool. They can remember me in the will.” “Smart ass,” she said. My kid brother shouted from upstairs. My mom turned her back and marched. “WHAT!?” After a few minutes my Grandma Cheryl peeked the front door open. “Hellloooo…” “Come on in Grandma,” I said, standing. She walked in bearing shopping bags of foods, gifts and treats. My Aunt Suzie was behind her closing the door to the October wind. My Grandma Cheryl was 64, about 5'8 with short spikey, dyed blonde hair. She was curvy and thick, breasts about 40D, big wide ass and legs, belly wrapped by her long leather coat. Her fine-lined blue eyes sparkled, looking into mine. She was made up just enough. Her skin had a slight bed tan. We hugged and cheek kissed. “Hi Ricky, so nice to see you.” Her lovely teeth were whiter than mine. I stepped over to hug Aunt Suzie, Grandma Cheryl’s younger sister at 58. Suzie was about 5'9 and even thicker and softer then Grandma Cheryl. Her 44 E breasts hung low on her belly, with a round and booming ass to go with them. She kept her long red hair colored with a shock of grey in front, playful blue eyes behind her glasses, held tight by high cheekbones. Her milky white, wide face usually in a closed lipped smile. She wore a similar long black leather. Looking like exactly what she was - a school teacher. Her cool, soft, red-nailed hand touched my face. “Hello Ricky. Ready to spend a weekend with the old ladies?” I was about to answer when my Mom and two of the kids bounded in with hello’s and a crash of voices. We all headed into the kitchen to sort out the goodies. Pies and cakes, socks for my brother and a part of my sister’s Halloween costume. Everyone chatted and caught up. I finished my water, watching, filling in when asked, waiting to get on the road. “So what’s on the agenda for him this weekend?” my Mom asked. “Oh, we’ve got to put the storm windows in, clean the gutters, get all of my winter stuff out of the attic,” My Grandma said. “But I’m going to cook a great dinner for him.” “And I need some things taken care of on Sunday. But all I have is cash,” Aunt Suzie said. Aunt Suzie lived alone in a condo a few miles up to road from Grandma Cheryl. After my Grandfather died two years ago she still insisted on living in the house, about two hours drive from us. My father worked too much, not allowing him time get up there, so I was drafted to spend the weekend every month or so to take care of whatever chores she or Aunt Suzie couldn’t handle. It was a nice rural area and I enjoyed getting away from the city. I’d just turned 19 and Monday was an off-day for my college classes. “I can be bought,” I said. “I know that’s right,” Aunt Suzie said, winking at me. We said our goodbyes and I grabbed my bag to head for Grandma’s car. “I’ll have him back Monday afternoon,” Grandma said, kissing my Mom on the porch. “You take care of them,” Mom said to me. “Do everything they ask you.” Mom and I hugged. “I will.” Aunt Suzie slid into the back seat, I sat in front, scooting the seat back for my long legs. We were down the street to the stop sign when I felt Aunt Suzie’s hand caress the back of neck. “Ricky’s going to take care of us with that big, beautiful cock of his.” All three of us laughed. “Suzie, you’re terrible,” Grandma Cheryl said with a sexy smile. Her right hand slid over to stroke my crotch and she hit the accelerator. **** Perhaps I should back up a bit….. Since my sexual awakening I’ve always loved BBWs. I love curves, big boobs, big butts, thick legs and arms, soft skin. I love the feel of a soft belly. I’ve also always been attracted to older women. On-line I’ve watched and downloaded tons of MILF and GILF videos and pics. I’ve read the Mature and Incest stories on Literotica. Part of my mind always found my Grandma Cheryl and Aunt Suzie attractive but it was nothing I ever really imagined - I’d certainly never jerked off thinking about them. After I turned eighteen I finally lost my virginity to a 23-year-old brunette BBW. It was great fun and she was very complimentary. I had paid attention to all that porn, studying how to eat pussy and how to fuck. It was right around this time I spent a weekend at Grandma Cheryl’s. We had always gotten along great. She was very easy-going and very loving to me, always touching and hugging. Always smiling, happy and full of life. It was late summer, right before I was to start my freshman year and we’d spent the day mostly working outside. I cut the lawn and trimmed the trees and hedges while Grandma Cheryl worked in the garden. In the evening after we both showered I grilled some chicken for us, while Grandma made salad and fresh veggies. A hot night, we ate on the deck, me in only cut-off shorts. A few times I noticed her lick her lips at me, eyes lingering on my crotch when I stood. She wore a loose blue men’s dress shirt over some tight, very high lime green shorts. Her blues eyes gleaming, chin in her palm as she listened to my stories about the goings on around the house and my Spring Break adventures. If I had known at the time….. but in that moment she was still my Grandmother. “I really enjoy our time together, Ricky. You’re very special to me.” She sipped at her glass of vodka lemonade. “I love you so much.” I leaned back from my empty plate, full and relaxed. “Thank you, Grandma, Me, too.” We went to the living room for a while, watching TV. She enjoyed another drink and made one for me too. It was no big deal. I’d been drinking for a year our so, but I appreciated it. She winked, her warm small hand on my shoulder. “Just don’t tell your Mom. You know how she is.” Her full breasts hung above my face, the fabric of her shorts hugging her pussy lips right in front of me. Looking back, those were the first stirrings that sparked the instant reminder - I needed to jerk off later. Around 11 Grandma Cheryl went to bed and I went upstairs to the guest room, where Grandma Cheryl kept her computer. The last few times I been there, after Grandma went to bed, I’d surf the net for some BBW and MILF porn, usually cranking out a couple loads that I’d clean up with tissues that I would keep in my pack until I could trash them at home. That night I pulled my shorts off and booted up the computer, looking forward to some stress relief. I kept the door open because of the heat, ceiling fan on high. The old wooden stairs creaked like crazy, so I could absolutely hear her coming up the stairs in time. She was energetic but she didn’t move THAT fast. The computer came on line and there was a saved file on the screen - “For Ricky” with a smiley face. I clicked on it and got the surprise of my life. Dozens of recent pictures of my Grandma Cheryl nude, or in stockings and lingerie. She was sucking cock and getting fucked. Licking pussy and getting double teamed by guys. Smirks of ecstasy with a load of cum on her face. Some of the guys looking to be about my age. Some of the women were young but most were older BBWs, like her, 50s or 60s. In another series there were five or six people in a full-blown orgy. My reaction was not thought out. It just WAS. I was instantly hard and started stroking. A close-up of my Grandma Cheryl’s shaved pussy getting filled with a thick, pink cock. “Ricky?” In horror I turned back to the soft whisper. Hard cock in my hand. Grandma Cheryl stood in the dark doorway in a translucent, light blue nightie that ended right above her shaved pussy. Her nipples were gumdrop thick, pressing the thin material. She glowed in the screen’s light, gorgeously thick and eyes on fire. “It’s OK, honey. I’m glad you like them.” She stepped forward, lightly touching my face and arms. “Shhh. Keep touching it. Stroke it. Please, baby. It’s OK.” I kept jacking my hard cock. She gently turned the chair back so I was facing the screen. “I noticed on the computer, after you left last time, the things you’d been watching.” She caressed my face, my chest. Her big soft tits rubbing the back of my head. Her voice lullabye soft. “I liked the things you’d been looking at, too. I like to do all those things. I have lots of friends I like to play with. It’s soooo good, so fun. So beautiful.” I clicked another image of Grandma’s Cheryl’s short blonde hair being stroked while she sucked another big cock. Blue eyes of fire looking into the camera. Her face flushed red. “You like older ladies, don’t you, Ricky?” “Mmm.Yes.” I could feel the cum rising, churning in my balls. She lightly kissed my ear. A lick. Warm breath. “And you like curves, too. Big soft ladies bodies.” “Mmmmmmm.” “And you like stories about Mommies fucking their sons. Grandma’s fucking their grandsons.” Another picture of Grandma Cheryl getting fucked from behind, her mouth open, crying out. “I like them, too. Maybe we can enjoy them together. Would you like that, Ricky? I would love that. Very much.” “Yes, Grandma.” My ass tightening, toes flexing. Sooo good. “Would you like to play with me Ricky? Lick me, fuck me? I would love it. I would love to fuck you. Suck you, baby. Adore you, my baby boy.” She kissed my cheek, hot breath on my face. “OH FUCK!” Four thick pulses of hot, sticky cum shot up on my chest. My bare legs shook, toes curling. Grandma’s hands smeared it into my chest, she licked her fingers, kissing all around my face and neck. “Oh Ricky, so beautiful. My darling boy. Oh yes, Ricky. So good.” We finally locked lips, tongues swirling. Her hands cupped my face. My hot cum was still on her tongue. I could already feel myself getting ready again…. Later after I ate her pussy (soaking my face) and ass, we fucked and I came deep inside her. And she sucked me dry once more. We layed in her bed in the moonlight as she kissed and caressed me, “adoring me”, as she called it, while telling me about her fun. She and my grandfather had been swingers for almost ten years. Since he died she still enjoyed her friends on a monthly basis but she confessed her fantasies for me had been taking hold for some time. “When I saw the history on my computer, all the things you’d been looking at. God, Ricky I couldn’t stop shaking. I touched myself for one second and I came, thinking about you.” My hands stroked her soft curves, I kissed her, licking her nipples. “God, Grandma. This is amazing. I love it. I love you. Can…” “What, baby?” “Can we, like, keep doing this? Together?” She kissed me deep, hugging me. He breasts and big ass and legs divinely blue in the moonlight. I could see the white of her smile. “Ohh, baby. There’s nothing I want more.” My cock stirred again – 8 inches and pretty thick. She stroked it. “God, he is fun to play with!” After sliding down and sucking me for a few strokes her lips popped off the head with a slurp. “You know something else, Ricky? Aunt Suzie feels the same way about you. Would you like that?” My cock grew to iron in her mouth, giving the answer. -The End

[bob5876]

That’s the Breaks ch 1. by Dezurtdawg

My 20 year old sister was throwing a party at the house she shared with three other coeds. My sister, Jasmine, (I call her Jazy) was a sophomore at the local college and was taking a rather light load this summer. I’m Rick, her 18 year old recent high school graduate brother and non-invitee. She has always thought of me as a pain in the ass. Once she told me I was lower than the scum of the earth! Still, I wanted to crash her party! Hmmm, maybe that is why she hates me so much. Anyway, the party was in full swing when I snuck in through the kitchen’s back door, grabbed a beer and chugged it, then grabbed another. I was on my third beer when a hand grabbed my shoulder and spun me around. “What the fuck are YOU doing here? Just get the fuck out of here, NOW! Why can’t you ever just leave me alone?” My sister then shoved me towards the door with firm instructions to go home. When a big brute of a guy hoisted her into his arms she squealed in delight, then they were gone from the room. I chugged my beer and grabbed another one before I started heading out the door. As I walked past the side of the house I looked in the window and saw Jazy fighting off the big guy, and screaming “NO! STOP! Leave me alone!” Several guys had formed a circle around them and were urging him on. ‘What the fuck!’ I thought and watched for another half minute when I saw him tear my sister’s top from her body and grab for her bra. Jazy had terror written all over her face and I ran back into the house. I dove through an opening in the circle of guys and slammed my shoulder into his gut, knocking him to the floor. He looked up at me in surprise as I told him to leave her alone, then he laughed at me. He rose to his feet, picked me up by the neck and threw me out onto the lawn, then followed me outside still laughing. His friends followed us and they somehow all had aluminum baseball bats and started pounding my body with them as Jazy screamed for them to stop. I never saw the cops arrive, never saw the EMTs either as I finally came to in the hospital. I had tried to protect my head and did a fair job of it. However, my arms ended up broken in eight places (2 were compound fractures) and the surgeon told me they had to use eighteen pins and five screws to hold me together! Both arms were in full casts and basically were strapped to my body. I also ached from all the bruises and abrasions I received. Jazy, my mom (Heather) and my grandmother (Jennifer) were at my side when I awoke. Through the pain killers I vaguely remember them all being happy I wasn’t hurt worse and I found it strange that my sister was concerned for me for the first time in her life. Then I faded away and awoke about an hour later. By the time the pain medicine had faded enough to clear my head it was about nine the next morning and the doctor said I could go home in one more day. I looked down at my arms and thought he must be nuts. The doctor told my mom that I would be pretty much helpless for about six weeks, and that she, or somebody, would have to do many um, things for me. Mom couldn’t see using a home nurse when the three women in my life could handle everything so she said, “We will take care of his needs, won’t we girls?” I looked from her to my sister and grandmother and saw them both heartily agree with her. I was discharged the next day, Sunday, at about 4 PM and mom took me home. I don’t remember much of what she said on the drive home except that she was proud of me for defending my sister’s honor. I just mumbled something in reply. In reality, I figured I had ruined my chance to start college on time, and for what? A sister who hated me! God, I thought, I was so stupid. I slept most of the time once I got home, and mom was cool about having to help me pee. I wasn’t fazed by it as I was really in a daze from the pain meds, although it did feel strange to have mom holding my cock in her hand. Monday morning mom told me that she would be staying home with me that day, and that she, my sis and grandma had come up with a schedule so I would always have somebody there to help me. Jazy had no classes on Tuesday’s and Thursday’s so she would be here on those days. Grandma would cover the other weekdays and mom would be here for the weekends. Mom’s job and new promotion required her to be out of town most weekdays and nights. It was about 2PM on Monday when I said with a red face, “Mom, um…I…ahhh…have to…um…shit!” “Don’t get angry and start swearing, son,” she said, “just tell me what you need.” That made me laugh, but my bruises hurt so I winced and stopped. “Mom, um, I didn’t swear.” “Oh. Ooooooooohhhhh!” she said as it dawned on her and we both blushed as we each performed our part of the task. “There, that wasn’t so bad.” She said after pulling my shorts up and washing her hands. “Jesus, mom, this really sucks! I hate to have you do this for me! Damn, I wish I had never crashed her party!” “Don’t say that! You saved your sister from hell! We are all very proud of you and will do what ever we can to make you comfortable and get through this difficult time for you!” “But, mom, she doesn’t even like me! I’m not sure it was worth all this…this crap!” “SILENCE! I told you we are all proud of you, especially Jasmine. In fact she was amazed that you helped her! She told me she is really sorry to have always been so mean to you!” “Yeah, sure.” Again mom silenced me and assured me she was speaking the truth. I didn’t feel like arguing, so instead I took a nap, had supper and slept the night away. When I awoke I had a raging morning wood and needed to pee in the worst way. “MOM!” I called out as I struggled to slip from my bed, then called out again as I slowly headed for the bathroom. I heard her steps on the stairs and I said “Hurry, I need to take a leak, Mom!” I made it to the bathroom and took up position before the toilet, anxiously waiting for her help. “Hurry MOM!” I cried out just before Jazy’s head poked around the door. I looked at her frantically and shouted “I’ve gotta pee!” Instantly she grabbed my shorts and yanked them down, my rock hard cock flying wildly before me as it started shooting piss all over the place. “OH GOD!” Jazy yelled before she grabbed my dick and forced it down towards the bowl, getting the rest of my yellow water to hit the target. When I finished she gave me a shake and then stroked my length, forcing out the few remaining drops. Then she looked at her wet hand and my wet cock and said, “I’d better clean us up.” Quickly she got a wash cloth and ran it under the faucet before soaping it up and rubbing my cock several times along my full length (9 inches). Then she washed her hands and went to dry us off. “Um sis, what about the soap?” Jazy looked at my cock and saw it was still covered with soap bubbles from her washing me and quickly rinsed the cloth before rinsing my shaft. She pulled the rag from me and rinsed it again then took my cock in her hand again and inspected it for remaining suds. She wiped me again and then stood there holding my cock as she turned, pulled and twisted it searching for more soap. I guess she didn’t realize what effect she was having on me until my cock jumped in her hand and she suddenly blushed as she gasped and tore her hand from me. “Oh shit, Rick, I’m sorry! I was just trying to clean your…you up and…oh shit, I am soooo sorry!” she cried out as she ran from the room leaving me with my cock sticking straight out and my shorts around my ankles. “Fuck!” I hissed as I thought about my predicament. Finally I carefully lifted one foot out of my shorts and then walked, basically naked, downstairs with my shorts around my left foot and my now half-hard cock leading the way. Jazy looked up at me as I neared the bottom of the steps and said, “I hope I didn’t embarrass you…Rick, you are NAKED!” I took two more steps and my foot with the shorts flopping from it reached the floor as I said, “I am NOT! I am dressed as well as I can be!” My sister turned crimson and rushed to my side saying, “Damn, I forgot to pull up your shorts! I’m really sorry!” “Not as sorry as I am! This is hell, you know.” Jazy knelt before me and struggled trying to get my foot through my shorts leg. Each time she looked up at me to steady me her eyes were level with my bouncing cock. She was really flustered but finally my foot was through the leg opening and she roughly pulled my shorts up to my waist then let go of the elastic waist band and it quickly trapped my cock between my stomach and the shorts with a loud snap. “OUCH! Christ, Jazy, I’m hurting bad enough! I don’t need that broken too!” Her eyes spun back to me and saw my cock head clamped to my belly button and gasped then used her left hand to pull out my waist band again as her right hand grabbed my cock and rather harshly shoved my shaft out of sight. “There!” she said triumphantly, her smile leaving when she saw my reaction. “What now?” “Well, nurse crotchety, your patient skills need some fine tuning. Or are you trying to break it off of me?” “Oh gosh no! I…it’s…wow, when we talked about doing this I never thought it would be so hard…I mean difficult!” “Would it help if I just stopped wearing clothes?” “Oh god NO!” “Should I just stay in my room?” Jazy looked down at the floor and said, “Rick, let’s go sit down and talk for a bit, okay? I’ll get us both something to drink.” I went in and sat on the couch to wait for her. When she returned she surprised me by sitting next to me and holding out a Coke with a straw in it. After I took a sip she set it on the coffee table and looked at me nervously. “Gosh, this is so difficult! Look, Rick, I have always thought of you as my little brother…” “Correction, make that shit-head pain in the ass little brother!” “Granted, but this morning when you…um…when…well you know, and I had to grab you like that, I um…shit…I thought 'whose cock is this’? I mean, you were supposed to be my LITTLE brother, NOT the owner of THAT!” and she waved her hand at my crotch. “Come on sis, you’ve seen cocks before! This one just happens to be mine, but you will have to learn to ignore it or it’s going to be a long 6 weeks!” “I’m sure making a mess of things! First I kick out of my party the only person who would protect me…” “Yeah, I did a real good job of that!” I said as I sort of lifted my casts. “But you did! Jenny had started recording it on her cell phone camera while Beth called 911, and then you slammed into Pete and it took him and four of his friends to do this to you. His friends are in jail, and Pete is in the hospital with five broken ribs from your shoulder! When the cops got there he was bleeding profusely from the mouth and coughing up blood like mad. He is also under arrest with a very high bail.” “No shit!” I said amazed. “Totally true! Now as I was saying, first I kicked you out, then I make you pee all over the bathroom – shit I still need to clean that up – and then I try to leave you with soap all over your…um…thing!” She took a deep breath and continued, “Then I snap um, you know with the elastic waist band AFTER leaving you with your shorts around your feet! Jeez I’m a mess when it comes to being a nurse!” “Like I said, just ignore my cock and things will be a whole lot easier!” “IGNOR THAT!” she yelled, making me cringe, “How can I do that?” “Sis, a girl as pretty as you must have had tons of boyfriends, and you’ve probably seen most of their cocks. This can’t be that big of a deal!” “From what I’ve seen, and felt, it is a big deal. A very big deal that none of my boyfriends could match. But I can get a handle on this and we will get past this uncomfortable stage, trust me.” We talked about other stuff for a while, then she helped me take another pain pill and I dozed off for about two hours. As I came around I noticed I had another hard on and wondered about it, then I felt someone’s fingers lightly stroke my full length and tease my cock head! Holy shit, my sister was playing with my cock! Part of me wanted to open my eyes and scream out “GOTCHA!” But the rest of me wanted to give her a warning that I was waking up, so the next time she ran her fingers along my length I moaned loudly and moved just a bit. Jazy’s hand quickly flew away and after about half a minute I opened my eyes slowly and faked a yawn. “Oh hi,” I said, “you didn’t have to sit with me.” “Oh I don’t mind.” “Well, okay. Oh shit,” I said looking at my cock throbbing in my shorts, “I’m sorry Jazy, you must think I’m some kind of pervert to have a hard-on all the time!” Jazy’s head snapped up and she looked into my eyes before saying softly, “Nonsense, these pills will mess with your system! Remember, I told you we would work through this. Besides, rumor has it you are still a horny teenaged boy!” “So your protector is just a boy, huh?” “NO! What I mean is you are still a teenager, but you are all man from where I sit!” “Really…all man?” I said and she nodded. “Well this MAN needs to pee again, sis.” She quickly helped me to my feet and walked with me to the bathroom. Jazy gently pulled my shorts down and took my cock into her hand softly as she aimed it at the toilet bowl. I let loose a massive stream that seemed to take forever, but she never took her hand away. When I was finished she gently squeezed my base between her thumb and fore finger, then slowly pulled them my full length and then shook off the drops that formed at the tip. She retraced her movements one more time and I groaned just before she shook me again. With her other hand she grabbed some toilet paper and dabbed at the end before gently pulling up my shorts and tucking me back in with ease. Smiling brightly she said, “There, I think that went much better, don’t you?” “Yes I do! I think the new nurse might have been playing with my cock, though!” Jazy blushed as she stammered trying to defend her actions. Finally she put her hands on her hips and asked “Would it be that bad if the new nurse was doing that?” “I don’t know, playing can get very messy, and the other nurse doesn’t like to clean up very much!” “SHIT! I forgot about the upstairs bathroom!” With that she dashed past me and ran upstairs. A few minutes later she returned and said, “I’m sorry, I should have helped you sit down! I’m glad you made it.” We both laughed and the rest of the day went by rather uneventfully. I watched some foreign sport on ESPN and she worked on her assignments. Just before supper she helped me with my bathroom duties and it was a repeat of the previous time. In spite of every thing I tried, my cock was at least half hard most of the day. Around 8 PM I took another pain pill and said “Sis, would you help me take a leak again and then I need to go to bed.” “Sure, Rick, my pleasure!” We went upstairs and into the bathroom where she pulled my shorts down and let them drop to the floor. “Hmmm,” I thought as she eagerly took my semi hard cock into her hands and I emptied my bladder. She again stroked my cock twice to push out any stray drops and noticed my cock twitch in her hand. “Rick, I think…um…I think that six weeks is an awful long time, don’t you?” “Yup,” I replied as she still held my cock. “You’ve been hard nearly all day. Should I help with that?” “Wh…what?” I gasped as she tightened her grip. “I know that can be very uncomfortable for a guy, and grandma will be here tomorrow. So I thought that, if you don’t mind, I would, you know, help out a bit.” We looked into each other’s eyes and she took my silence as a yes. “I think this will do nicely,” she said as she reached for a pump bottle of lotion that I didn’t remember seeing there before. She pumped several big dollops of lotion into her right hand and then lightly clenched her fist. “Just trying to warm it up for you,” she said as her eyes devoured my rock hard cock. I had been struck mute at her suggestion and didn’t regain the ability of sound creation until her hand reached out and gently wrapped around my shaft. “Ohhhh fuckkkk, sis,” I groaned at her first touch. I nearly collapsed when she started stroking me, her hand moving along my entire length with a very gentle touch. “Do you like this?” she asked with a smile on her face. “Oh fuuuuuuck!” was all I could say as she tightened her grip and stroked me faster. Somehow she pumped more lotion onto her left hand as her right continued working my shaft. Jasmine moved slightly behind me and wrapped her left arm around me saying “I think this one takes two hands!” Now standing behind me Jazy’s left hand wrapped around my cock head as her right squeezed my cock’s base and she moaned, “Oooooh yeahhh, that is much better! Right, Rick?” “Oh my god, Jazy,” I said as my hips jerked at her touch. Somehow I managed to gain some control as my sister began really sliding her slick fingers up and down my cock. With every other stroke she would give special attention to my helmet head as she leaned around my side and under my cast in order to watch her hands at work. I thought I was going to erupt three times but she must have sensed it and backed off on her efforts, still stroking me but letting my tension ease up. Many times I have jerked off in less than five minutes, and having somebody else working my shaft towards the ultimate goal was making me extremely excited. Yet somehow my sister was still working my shaft after ten minutes and three reapplications of lotion to her hands! Jazy changed from moving her hands straight back and forth and added a sensuous twist along my length and I groaned as my hips jerked again. “Does my wonderful brother like this?” she asked softly. I gasped hard again and my voice cracked out a wavering “Yes!” “Good! I really want you to enjoy this, Rick,” she said softly as her right hand gripped me tighter and increased its stroking motion. She released her left hand and pulled her head back before slipping around onto my right side where she regripped again with both hands. I gasped again as she tightened her grip again and doubled her speed as her hands stroked and twisted on my shaft. “Oh god, sis, oh fuck! Oh shit you’re going to make me cum!” She leaned in and kissed my ear then whispered, “That is the idea, my dear brother! Cum for me! Cum for your sister!” That was all it took and my cock hardened precipitously and my cum blasted straight out of my tip and splattered on the wall behind the toilet. Jazy then pushed my cock down with her left hand as her right hand continued wildly jerking and twisting around my purple shaft. “Oh my god! HOLY FUCK, SIS!” I cried out before she clamped her lips onto mine and kissed me hard, her tongue flailing wildly at my own while she milked more and more jism from my balls. I wanted to hug her to me so badly, but my casts wouldn’t allow it. The only thing I could do was thrust my hips harder as her hands continued stroking me. Jazy broke the kiss and looked down at my cock in her hands. Then she looked at the cum explosion on the wall before moving her eyes to the toilet bowl that had rope after rope after rope of cum floating in it. “Wow, that was some load you had in there! No wonder you were hard all day! How many times do you take care of that problem?” “Um…jeez sis, that’s pretty personal, you know.” “Hey, I’ve got your cock in my hands! How much more personal can we get?” I nearly told her when she said, “DON’T answer that! But what is it, two, three, maybe four times a week?” She was nearly correct but who’s going to tell her that! “You are kidding aren’t you?” I said as I decided to embellish things a little. “It’s at least three or four times a DAY! Damn, I was hoping to get lucky with one of the slightly tipsy girls at your party, but it has been a LONG time since then!”

“Oh my poor brother, no wonder you tried to blast a hole in the wall! I hope you can hold out till Thursday! I’m here to help you with things you can’t do, and I believe this falls into that category!” Did my sister just volunteer to jerk me off every day she is here? Holy shit! Jazy leaned in and lightly kissed my cheek again before saying, “Goodness me, I need to clean you off!” She was right as my cock and her hands were covered in a mixture of hand lotion and cum. “I think the wash cloth was too rough.” And she quickly washed her hands before working up a huge lather and moving her hands to my cock. I groaned again as she stroked my shaft in order to 'wash’ it. Several times she rewet her hands and got more soap then returned to 'cleaning’ my shaft. I had been going soft until she started cleaning me and now I was rock hard again. “Oh my, little brother needs to cum again!” she said happily and this time worked straight to her goal and soon had me shooting another huge load into the cum filled toilet before my shaking legs. “Ohhhh Jazzzzzzzzy! Ohfuckfuckfuckfuck…FUCK!” I shouted as my jizm shot out of me, her aim straight and true. She made certain every drop of spunk was milked from me before she rinsed her hands and grabbed the washcloth to rinse my cock with. I stood there in stunned silence as she gently cleaned me of all traces of her activities. When she was finished she leaned down and pulled up my shorts, carefully and gently tucking my flagging cock inside. “There, good as new, dear brother!” she said as she rubbed my crotch while leaning in and kissing me lightly on the lips. “Now let’s get you into bed!” and she helped me get under the covers. As she stood up I looked into her eyes and said in a wavering voice, “Thanks, um, sis. Thanks a lot!” “Oh no you don’t! It’s thank YOU, dear brother! Thank you with all my heart.” She touched my cheek lightly before turning and walking to the door. Just before she closed it she said, “I love you Rick, sleep well!” Holy shit, was that really my sister that jerked me off, twice, and said she loved me?! ********** The next morning I awoke to a limp dick and thanked my sister for preventing an embarrassing moment with my grandmother. I was getting out of bed when sis peeked in to check on me and quickly helped me take care of business. She made breakfast and I ate, with her help, a big meal. I slept for two hours and awoke needing to pee again. Again she helped me, and she made no mention of the huge boner she had to handle. Then she left for school and my grandmother took over my care. I suppose I should mention something about my mom, sister and grandmother. Mom is 38, 5’ 8" and about 130 pounds of 34C-24-36. She had Jazy at 18, three weeks after getting married to my dad. Yes, the same dad who divorced her and married his 19 year old secretary six years ago. Jazy is 5'7" tall with about 115 pounds spread over a delightful sports toned 32C-22-34 body. Grandma is 58, only had one child and has been a widow for my entire life. She is about 145 pounds spread over a 5’ 11" frame and about 36D-28-36 with a slightly pudgy stomach. Jazy gets her good looks from our mom who in turn got them from grandma! I started wondering if there was such a thing as a GMILF; you know, a grand mother I’d love to fuck! Then I blamed that thought on my meds and shook my head to clear it. Grandma kept bringing the coffee pot in and refilling my cup over and over until I had to tell her I was coffeed out. So she promptly returned with a glass of Coke. I didn’t refuse that as I figured it is much easier to enjoy soda through a straw than it is to drink hot coffee from the straw! All these drinks made my bladder fill several times and I had to get grandma’s help every time. And each time she gently held my cock in her hands and aimed my stream straight into the bowl. We had an early supper and she easily went back and forth spooning food into my mouth, then her own before feeding me again. About an hour after supper I had to hit the bathroom again, this time to pee and poop! Grandma acted unaffected by my nudity as she cleaned me up once I was finished. “Rick, I think I should give you a bath now. That will make certain you are clean…down there!” In vain I protested but soon she had the bath water ready and then she helped me down into the very warm water. Being careful to keep my casts dry, my grandma quickly washed my legs, back, and chest before telling me to get on my knees so she could wash my bottom. With her help I got into position and her hands washed my embarrassed butt. She didn’t even wince as she cleaned out my crack! My shaft was all ready at attention when she rinsed her hands before soaping back up and reaching for my cock. For the first time her fingers were doing something other than simply holding me, as she rubbed her hands deftly along my full length, making certain she didn’t miss any spot. My cock lurched in her hand several times and once I let slip a moan of pleasure. “Rick, I can imagine how difficult this must be for you. You were very brave to defend your sister like you did, and then you end up like this. It just doesn’t seem fair, does it?” I groaned again as she said the last two words due to her fingers tightening around me as she gave me a hard jerk on my shaft. My hopes were dashed when she said “Let’s get you rinsed off and out of this tub so I can dry you off.” Soon I was standing before my grandma as she knelt before me drying my legs, chest and cock. She spent quite a bit of time on my cock before reaching around me and drying my back side. This just brought her head alarmingly close to my hard shaft, but she worked seemingly oblivious to my predicament. “Oops, I forgot to grab clean shorts for you.” She then stood up and grabbed my cast as she led me to my room and had me sit on the edge of my bed. My mom had bought me several more pairs of these easy on/off sports shorts and grandma grabbed one from my drawer. As she bent down and worked the shorts over my feet and up my calves her head bumped into my bouncing cock. “Ooops! Sorry honey, that thing is much bigger than your grandfather’s was.” She looked off to the side as if in thought before looking back at me sighing out, “Damn I sure do miss him.” She was resting her hands on my thighs and her eyes went to my rock hard member, then she said, “I’m sorry Rick; my arthritis won’t let me have much of a grip anymore.” Thinking she was talking about having difficulty pulling up my shorts I said, “That’s okay, grandma, you are doing fine today.” Just then she looked up at me as she leaned forward and slipped her lips around my now twitching cock! “Oh shit! Grandma…what…oh god!” I looked down in amazement as she took my shaft all the way to the back of her mouth, then pulled back off of me as her tongue rapidly snaked along the underside. “Oh fuck!” I gasped as she sucked hard before pulling her mouth from my steel pillar. Grandma looked at me with lust filled eyes as she wrapped her hands around my shaft and said huskily, “Please don’t be mad at me, Rick, I haven’t seen a hard cock since your grandfather died before you were born! I didn’t expect this to happen, but you have such a beautiful cock that I just can’t resist it! Your grandfather really loved it when I did this for him, I hope you do to!” She gobbled up my cock before I could say anything so I just groaned in pleasure again. I was shocked when my sister jerked me off twice the day before, but this was way beyond shock! What really blew me away (no pun intended) was how good my grandma was at giving head. No, she didn’t deep throat me but the first 4 to 5 inches of my cock was transported to heaven on earth. Two of my girlfriends had tried giving me blowjobs but, even though they both got mouths full of cum, neither was even one tenth as good as my surprising grandmother. Grandma had been sucking me for well over ten minutes when she sensed my cock getting harder and she worked her tongue like mad on my underside and my tip as her suction doubled in intensity. “Oh god, oh grandma you’re going to make me cum!” I shouted. When she didn’t stop or even slow down, I warned her again with, “Oh jeez, I’m going to cum in your mouth! Oh shit grandma! Oh god it’s so good…oh god…OH GOD!” My hips began thrusting up into her mouth as best I could before I simply fell back onto my back on the bed. Grandma sucked even harder as her hands stroked my balls and exposed cock as I began to twitch in her mouth! “OH JEEEEZZZZZZZZZZZ!” I shouted as my cock jumped inside her and I blasted a huge rope deep in her mouth! Neither of my girlfriends could handle my loads and wouldn’t do it again due to the mess, but grandma took all I had as if it was cotton candy. Her cheeks swelled way out, only to have her swallow it all down when my blast finished. Then I would power another blast into her and again her cheeks swelled before she swallowed it all down again. I fired six full ropes into her and she swallowed each of them without loosing even one drop! After my last salvo was launched she jerked, sucked, and licked at me in earnest in order to pull every last drop from my cock. Grandma licked and sucked my cock for two or three minutes after I stopped cumming before she let my cock slip from her lips. She gave it a parting kiss and then climbed onto my bed beside me. Stroking my cheek she said, “I hope I didn’t freak you out by doing this to you! I just couldn’t resist it anymore! I figured that you probably needed release since every time I saw your cock you were hard and I knew I couldn’t be turning you on!” “Come on grandma, you know you are still good looking. In fact, for a grandmother you are HOT!” “Oh hush, I am not!” she said as I argued back that she is. Finally she said, “Enough! Whether I am hot or not, I don’t think I want to be giving blow jobs to somebody that calls me 'grandma’, so at least while I am helping out I want you to call me Jennifer or Jen!” We looked at each other for several moments before my eyes bugged out and my mouth dropped wide open, then I said, “Does…um…does that mean you plan on doing this again?!” “Well, I don’t see how you will be able to jerk off on your own for quite some time, so I might as well help out some more. Besides, I really liked doing that for you. Your cum tastes much better than your grandpa’s did and your cock is much bigger…MUCH bigger!” She gave my cock a squeeze then before asking, “How many times did you masturbate each week?” I winced at that question before saying, “Well, I think I averaged about three or four times……….a day!” Her face went into shock before she recovered and said, “Well, I can’t help you out with that high of a number, but we’ll just have to do the best we can!” We grinned at each other as I said, “Yes, gran…I mean Jen, we will do the best we can!” Grandma kissed my cock head again before saying, “Rick, this must be our secret! You can’t tell anyone about this. Nobody would understand. Can you do this, keep our secret?” “Hey, if you are willing to suck my cock like you just did…which was fantastic…then I can sure keep the secret!” She pulled my shorts up finally and she hugged and kissed me before we went back downstairs. Nothing was said about what had transpired in my bedroom and we had a pleasant evening watching TV. Around 8:30 I told her I was tired and needed to get to bed. She helped me with my taking one last pee and then as I slipped onto my bed she said, “I believe you were hard in there!” I knew I wasn’t, just about my normal soft size but no way would I argue about it! Grandma slid onto the bed beside me and gently took me into her mouth, quickly coaxing my shaft to its full hardness. She happily sucked and jerked my shaft, her tongue slurping around me everywhere as I tried to hump up into her mouth. She really got into it and was moaning nearly as much as I was as I got closer and closer to my climax. She was taking me to the back of her throat again when suddenly my hips thrust up high and hard as I cried out. Grandma wasn’t ready for it and my cock suddenly slid all the way down her throat, her nose pressed into my pubic hair as my first blast rocketed into her throat! My hands wanted to hold her head to my cock but my fingers wiggled in vain about five inches too high as my second rope joined the first deep in her throat. Before the third blast she pulled back a bit and sucked the rest of my cum into her greedily swallowing mouth! When I finished cumming she again loved my cock as I slowly relaxed and grew slightly softer. Finally she pulled off of me and licked her lips in a satisfied motion. “Well, THAT was certainly unexpected!” she said. “I’m sorry, gr…Jen, I didn’t mean to do it!” “That’s okay, Rick, I sort of liked it! But I just love the taste and feel of your cum spurting into my mouth, so I just had to pull back a bit! But trust me, on Friday I will practice taking you all the way into my throat! And that is a promise, young man!” Then she kissed me again, once on the lips and once on my cock head, before pulling my shorts back up. “Good night, Rick! I can’t wait till Friday!” “Goodnight, Jen, and thanks…for everything! I’ll count the minutes till Friday!” My grandma slipped out the door and shut it behind her as I thought of how this week was working out. As hard as it was to believe that my sister had jerked me off twice, it was beyond any sane comprehension that my GRANDMOTHER had sucked me off not once but also twice! I tried to pinch myself but only got air. Hey, I’ll take air if I still get hand jobs and blow jobs! Then I drifted off to a great night’s sleep. ******** I was dreaming that Jennifer Anniston was jerking me off when I suddenly realized it was no dream! “Oh, Jen, that’s so good!” I said thinking it was my grandma. “Just who the hell is this Jen girl that is playing with my brother’s cock!” My head snapped up and I stared into my sister’s eyes as her hand froze on my shaft. I could only think of how glad I was that I didn’t say 'grandma’ instead of Jen! She removed her hand and demanded, “Well?” “Sorry Jazy, I was dreaming about Jennifer Anniston jerking me off and I guess I called out her name.” I tried to give her my most soulful look hoping she would buy it, and she did. “Oh, well at least you have great taste in dream girls!” she said as she resumed slowly jerking my shaft. “I figured you would need relief right away after me not being here yesterday. And I will try to do more than your usual so you can make it till I come back on Tuesday!” True to her word she jerked me off a total of five times that day. FIVE TIMES! Each time she did it I had to convince myself that the sister who hated me was actually doing this for me. By the fourth time I started thinking if she might be agreeable to doing what our grandma was already doing. Hell, I came in bucket loads the moment I visualized Jazy sucking my hard cock! I guess that is why she gave me one additional jerk off as my fourth cum was the largest of the day. During the day we talked when I was awake. I learned that she had been fucking her boyfriend, but that his cock was just barely 5 inches long. After her fourth hand job I said, “Of all your boyfriends, who was the best lover? You know, the one who made you cum the most.” Jazy lowered her eyes and looked at her fingers before replying, “John (her current boyfriend) is the best, I guess, but I don’t think I can cum from intercourse.” “That would be sad if true.” “Yeah, tell me about it! I can get myself off and I think I can cum from oral, but John doesn’t like to do that…” “He’s stupid.” “Why do you say that? You don’t even know him!” “Jeez sis, go ahead and defend your boyfriend! Defend the guy that is too stupid to make his girlfriend happy! Shit, if he can’t make you cum with his little dick, then the least he should do is go down on you and make you cum that way. I think he is a selfish asshole!” “Oh you do, do you?” “Hell yes! I know that if you were my girlfriend, I’d make you cum on my tongue AND my cock!” “Oh really now! You sound pretty sure of yourself, especially since we will never find out!” “We might.” I said and she gave me a weird look. “Hey, you might just break both of your arms and I would naturally return to you the same helpful attitude that you are bestowing on me!” Jazy changed the subject and we never even got close to it the rest of the day. But I knew I had planted the seed and we still had five weeks to go. She did seem sad that we would not be together for four whole days, but said she would make up for it on day five! All I could do was hope things worked out the way I wanted them to. I awoke on Friday to an awesome blow job from my grandma. She seemed to love the taste of my cum and I managed to give her an incredible…I thought…six loads of my spunk throughout the day! Twice I thought she was on the verge of mounting me and fucking the shit out of me, but in the end it never happened. Saturday morning I awoke surprised to be alone with my raging hard-on. Then I remembered that mom was due home early in the morning and so I would get no blow job from Jen. Mom checked on me shortly after I woke up and helped me to the bathroom where she did her motherly duties of holding my hard cock down so I would pee into the toilet bowl and not on the wall. She acted as if it was the most natural thing in the world to do and I was slightly disappointed. In fact, she made it through two more pee sessions and one poop fest unfazed. It wasn’t until I asked her to give me a bath that she began to loose it. She was doing pretty good at maintaining our roles of mother and son; then she finally had to wash my cock. The moment I felt my flaccid cock begin to swell I groaned loudly. Damn, I hoped I hadn’t overdone it! Mom paused with her hand tightly gripping my shaft before she said, “I’m sorry, Rick, I didn’t mean to hurt you.” “Oh mom, it didn’t hurt. It felt wonderful! I…I can’t do that to myself now.” And I moved my cast covered arms, flailing hopelessly over my crotch. “You mean, um, you can’t…” and she stroked my shaft twice along its full length. “Nope. There’s no way.” “Oh my poor darling, it must be quite hard,” she squeezed me once, then continued, “I mean it must be very difficult for you to cope with this. I know how a young man has needs…needs that must be taken care of frequently.” All the while she spoke her hand gently stroked my cock’s full length. Slowly her tempo and grip increased until she was wanking me off with gusto! Mom leaned down to really concentrate on what she was doing and I managed to cup her ample left breast in my hand. She didn’t seem to notice and I managed to squeeze and pinch it until I could feel her nipple tighten into a rock hard, nearly ¾ inch eraser just before I exploded. My first blast shot straight up and into her face, with most of it going right into her open mouth! She bent my shaft down and the rest of my load splashed against the other end of the tub. I didn’t notice much about that though. I was concentrating on her mouth, which had closed after I filled it with my seed. None of my white lava ever seeped from between her lips, and when she finally reopened her mouth it was completely empty! Mom had swallowed my cum! When I was finished cumming she stroked my shaft about five more times before easing her hand from me. She looked down at my cock and her hand, then looked up into my eyes. “I don’t believe I just did that to you, son!” “Oh mom, it felt so good! You are so hot, mom! I love you so much!” “I love you too, but I don’t think I should be doing something like that to you!” “But mom, your boob sure liked it when I played with your nipple!”

“WHAT! YOU DID WHAT?” She looked down at her shirt and saw both nipples were hard, but the left one directly above my hand was trying to bore a hole right through her bra and blouse. “Rick, I’m your mother! You shouldn’t have done that to me!” “But I thought I should do something to you, since you were…well, you know!” She didn’t speak right away so I pressed onward, “And look, your body certainly liked what my fingers were doing! You must have really great tits with nipples like those!” “RICK! Stop talking like that!” She stood up and started to leave the room before realizing she had to finish helping me. As she dried my body, my cock continued…with my help…to throb and bounce before her eyes. She couldn’t stop staring at my shaft! Once she had finished drying me off and getting my shorts pulled up she was anxious to get out of the bathroom. The word 'flustered’ doesn’t even come close to how much she was affected by what had happened. I found her sitting in the kitchen at the table, fidgeting while her hands toyed with her water glass. After grabbing a Coke I sat across from her and – thank god for straws – took a sip before saying “Thanks for the bath mom. I really feel much better, now!” “Yeah, I suppose YOU do!” she sarcastically replied. She seemed in a defensive mood and I didn’t want to have that so I grabbed my soda and headed to the family room. Just before I exited the kitchen I turned and said, “Oh mom, when you swallowed my cum, that really did nothing to help clean up the rest of the rope that goes across your cheek and up into your hair!” I disappeared from her view as she gasped in shock and I heard her quickly get up and go to the bathroom. Seconds later she said she was going to take a shower. I sat there dozing off wondering if my comments would work to my advantage, or if I had just screwed up. The next thing I knew was mom was shaking my right leg and softly saying, “Rick, wake up honey.” I decided to pretend to be in a deep sleep as she continued to shake my leg and call out to me in her still soft voice. Her hand on my leg slowly slipped up my leg and soon was pressing against my hardening cock! She stopped trying to get me to wake up. Instead her hand wrapped around my cock and she stroked me through my shorts several times. It took all my efforts not to cry out when she took her hand from my cock before slipping it inside my shorts leg and grabbed my bare cock again. Mom let out a soft moan as she resumed stroking my rock hard cock. I started to think she was going to stroke me to another orgasm but suddenly she pulled her hand back and sat back from me. Under her breath she softly said, “Good god, Heather, get a grip on yourself! That’s your son’s cock! I know it’s been years but this is not right!” Before I could fake waking up my mom hurried from the room and I dozed off again. Much later mom woke me by shaking my shoulder and told me our early supper was ready. My cock had shrunk back to its flaccid state by then. After she helped me eat I told her I needed to go to the bathroom and she hesitantly followed me. At the first touch of her hand on my cock it began swelling again. I smelled her hair before my nose as she bent down and said, “Ooo mom, your hair smells so good since your shower!” Instantly her hand gripped my shaft more intensely as her face turned to me, our lips nearly touching. She stammered before finally getting out “Um, thank you Rick, I’m glad you like it.” Then she turned back to aiming my now rock hard cock towards the bowl. Once I was finished she used some toilet paper to dab away any stray drops from my tip before she tried to get my shaft back into my shorts. “My god, is your cock hard all the time?” she loudly said in desperation. “Well, it is when a beautiful lady strokes it like that,” I told her. When her hand froze on me I said, “Oh mom, please don’t stop! It was feeling so good…oh god yes,” and her hand resumed jerking my shaft. “Turn around,” she ordered and I obeyed her, turning until my shaft pointed straight at her face. Wrapping both hands around my cock she looked up into my eyes as her hands resumed working my shaft. After a few minutes mom said, “Rick, you can never tell anyone about this! NEVER! I think this is much too dry!” Then she leaned in and sucked my cock all the way to my root, deep throating me in one steady motion! “OH MOM!” I cried out as she pulled back nearly all the way before deep throating me again. I couldn’t believe that my prim and proper mother was sucking my cock like a $1000 an hour hooker! If she could suck cock this good after years without one, just how good would she be at it after a few weeks practice? In spite of all the cumming I had been doing over the past few days, her talented tongue, throat muscles and extreme suction ability soon had me pumping my hips into her face as she devoured me. It had been between five and seven minutes from the time mom first took my cock into her mouth until I new my eruption was eminent. “Oh mom…oh god mom! Oh shit I’m going to cum!” I groaned as I tried in vain to grab her head. Mom looked into my eyes again and said around my cock, “Do it, Rick, do it! Cum in my mouth, Rick! Oh god I want to taste you cumming in my mouth!” That was all it took as my shaft erupted and my spunk blasted down her throat straight into her stomach! She massaged my shaft with her throat muscles and I gave her two more huge blasts of cum before she pulled back and took the last remaining four or five shots into her mouth. I couldn’t believe how much cum my mother sucked out of my balls! All the while I was pumping her mouth full I was moaning and groaning intensely while speech was impossible! After my cock stopped throbbing and spurting mom’s actions slowed way down, but she just wouldn’t stop sucking me. Finally I could speak as I said weakly, “Oh hell, mom that was just incredible! I can’t believe you…you swallowed my entire load!” (Shit, I nearly mentioned that grandma swallowed it all just like mom did!) “My girlfriends have never done that!” I said as I recovered my senses and covered my near oops. She paused in her slurping and said, “I’m so glad you enjoyed it! I did too!” Then she returned to sucking my slightly wilted cock. “You did too?” I said in shock. “What do you mean by that, mom? You enjoyed sucking my cock?!” “Oh honey, more than you could know!” Then she swallowed my shaft and quickly brought me back to full hardness as she once again worked her three-fold magic on my cock. All of mom’s repressed sexual urges must have been set free and she frantically worked my cock in search of another huge load of my hot cum! It took her about fifteen minutes but she finally received her reward as I groaned in extreme joy while my cock throbbed incessantly as once more I pumped my mom’s mouth full of my seed. She again swallowed it all, somehow not loosing even the slightest drop of my white cream. Mom continued working her tongue and lips along my shaft as it twitched and spasmed in the last reflexes of my climax. The phone rang and mom let me slip from her mouth saying, “Damn!” She didn’t move and it finally stopped ringing so she swallowed my softening cock once more, her tongue slurping and stroking me everywhere! Again the phone rang and this time she let me slip from her mouth saying “I’ll get back to you two in a few moments!” Then she rose to her feet as she kissed my cock head and then my lips before heading to the nearest phone. Although I could not understand what she was saying, her tone told me she was far from happy. After several moments I heard her hang up the phone with a loud BANG as she shouted “SHIT! GOD FUCKING DAMN! SHIT!” Then her head peeked around the corner and said, “I’m so sorry, Rick, but I have got to pack and fly to fucking god damned Houston!” “When?” I asked hoping for another round of incredible blowjobs. “NOW!” her dejected face yelled! “But when I return, we are going to do this again and again! But in my bed, my knees are killing me!” Again she kissed me and then dashed back to her bedroom to pack her suitcase again. Hey, at least I knew she was looking forward to sucking my cock again! Just a few minutes later she flew into the bathroom and said, “Shit, I’m sorry that I forgot to pull your shorts up! Hey, did you mean it when you said I was beautiful?” I nodded in the affirmative and she patted my cock gently as she said, “Thank you honey, you’re not so bad, yourself!” I followed her downstairs as she was checking to make sure she had everything she needed. Once she was satisfied that she was ready, she said, “Your sister will be here in about 30 minutes. She’ll stay until Monday morning when your grandma will spend the day with you. If I can’t get back by next weekend, your sister will spend it here with you. God damn fucking Houston! That office sucks! Well, I’m sorry honey but I’ve just got to go!” Mom gave me a long un-motherly kiss before dashing out the door, leaving me to think of what might have been. But hey, when she comes back she may even want more than just sucking my cock. Then I thought about my sister and I wondered just how far we might take things over the next day and a half. -Fin

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“So, Mom and Dad are gone for the night, so I thought I’d make you dinner!” My sister squealed excitedly. She was too cute for words when she came up with her brother/sister bonding ideas.

“That sounds really great. What are you going to make?” My eyes wandered her body as I waited for her answer. I could never get enough of my little sister.

“Chicken Stir Fry. One of your favorites!” She winked at me. I nodded, telling her how much I’d love her to cook me dinner, and she giggled and ran off to her room.

Twenty minutes later she returned. My eyes locked on her immediately. Her jeans were gone, but what remained were a very cute, very tight pair of panties. She wore a plain white t-shirt that clung to her skin. I could see how hard her nipples were underneath. And finally, thigh-high socks. She knows all my weaknesses by now. She walked by me towards the kitchen, giving me a sly glance and a wink.

She grabbed the small apron off the wall, tying it around herself. All it did was put more focus on her plump little ass. As she made her way through the kitchen, gathering ingredients and turning on the stove, all I could do was watch as her perfectly round bottom bounced with every step. I started to rub my cock through my jeans as I let my eyes wander. She glanced over to me occasionally, seeing the state she put me in, and smiling before returning her focus to the preparation of dinner.

I watched her as she cut the chicken, then placed the pieces in the hot frying pan. The sizzling chicken was enough to cover the sound of my footsteps as I snuck up behind her. I put my hand on her shoulder, startling her for a moment. “Hey! The kitchen is for chefs only! Get out of her” She mocked, but I didn’t leave. I brushed her hair off her shoulder, exposing her neck. I leaned down and pressed my lips against the sensitive skin. She moaned and closed her eyes, absentmindedly stirring the chicken. As I planted wet kisses all over her neck, one of her arms reached up, wrapping itself around my head. “Oh god that’s good…” she groaned as she ran her fingers through my hair. The hand holding the spatula slowed the more I kissed her, too distracted to keep stirring. And when my left hand crawled up her belly, under her shirt, and grasped one of her breasts, it fell from her hand, landing noisily on the floor. “Fuck…” she muttered as my hand groped her perky breast.

My right hand was rubbing her lower back, then slid it down, under the back of the panties. She gasped as my finger made its way down her crack, between her glorious cheeks. “Where do you want it…” I whispered into her ears. She bit her lower lip and moaned something under her breath. “What was that? I couldn’t hear you.” I teased my finger against her puckered little hole.

“In my ass. Please, fuck my ass.” I pushed inside, which made her slap her hand down on the counter, supporting herself up as my finger invaded her asshole. “Oh god, fuck me!” She breathed. I started pumping my finger in and out of her ass, still kissing her neck and groping her breast, pinching and twisting her nipple. I saw her hand slide under her panties, and she started furiously rubbing her clit as I fingered her ass. “Oh god, you couldn’t have waited till after dinner?”

“No.” I said simply. “Cum for me.” My little sisters body began to shutter, and legs shaking. I put my arm around her waist, holding her up but still pumping my finger in her ass as she rubbed her pussy. She moaned in my arms, drooling as her orgasm spread through her body like a wild fire. Her thighs quivered and her ass squeezed around my finger as filth slipped from her mouth. “Shit, fuck… Fuck my ass, please!”

When she finally came down and was able to stand up on her own again, she turned to me, legs still shaking and unsteady. She smiled weakly at me and hugged me.

As I held my little sister in my arms, my nose picked up something that, in our lust haze, we hadn’t noticed until now. We both looked at the frying pan at the same time, and sighed. “We burned the chicken…” I said apologetically. “Sorry, sis.”

She just smiled. “It’s OK. We can just order out tonight.” She grabbed the pan, and set it down in the sink, and turned off the stove top. Grabbing the phone off the wall and handing it to me, she said “Here, you call. I’m thinking pizza. And while we wait for them to get here…” she reached her hand to the bulge in my jeans, rubbing it and licking her lips.

I just hope he payed for it. It was his fault after all.

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