The whole stepbrother and stepsister thing wasn’t a big hang up for him anyway. They weren’t related by blood so none of that stuff really mattered to him. But that didn’t keep him from acknowledging that both of their parents would probably frown on such a relationship.
Cathleen walked into Gareth’s apartment with her head lowered. She couldn’t bear to make eye contact. Gareth put both of his hands on her shoulders and stared at her. Cathleen slowly lifted her eyes to meet his. She was relieved to see that he was smiling.
“You didn’t give your mother any of the dirty details did you?” He asked. His words were full of mirth and mischievousness.
Instead of answering, Cathleen wrapped both her arms around him and squeezed. It felt so good to be held by such a strong man. She felt safe and protected and loved. This was everything that she had ever hoped for.
“I’m sorry,” she said as tears began to stream down her cheeks. “I shouldn’t have done that. I’m sorry. So sorry.”
Gareth put his hand under her chin and raised her head. He kissed her softly on the lips two times. Then he wiped away her tears.
“I’m serious,” he said. “Did you tell her how damn primal you got when we fucked? Or how hard I was for you?”
Cathleen couldn’t help laughing at Gareth’s slightly perverse sense of humor. She was glad that he could laugh something like this off. That was a good sign as far as their future as a couple was concerned.
“No.” Cathleen shook her head. “Don’t worry. I didn’t tell her anything like that.”
“Don’t worry? Are you kidding me? I have to say that I’m a little insulted.”
“Why?”
“Because apparently I didn’t make enough of an impression on you. Maybe we should make love again right now and take our minds off of this little situation.”
That’s all Cathleen needed to hear. Her panties were already damp. She slipped her hands under Gareth's shirt and ran her fingers over his hard abs and pecs. She wasn’t used to being with guys who had such muscular physiques. It was such a turn on!
She tore his shirt as she tried to pull it over his head. Lust fired throughout her body. She reached down and grabbed hold of the hard bulge in his pants.
“Goddamn, I want you so bad,” he said. He tilted his head back and closed his eyes. Cathleen tore at his belt buckle and quickly undid it. She couldn't believe how wet her pussy was for his thick, hard cock. She wanted him inside of her. She wasn’t going to be able to wait much longer.
She had never been so turned on by a guy. She had never felt this much sexual desire and hunger coursing through her body.
Minutes later they were rolling around in Gareth’s bed, tearing off their remaining clothes. She loved how hard and strong his body felt on top of hers. She couldn’t get enough of his beautifully sculpted muscles. Everything about his body was perfect. And then she felt the head of his stiff cock brushing against her swollen clit.
Tremors of pleasure shook her body. She closed her eyes and moaned. It felt so damn good! She wanted to feel him pushing inside of her, touching all of her walls, first gently and then slowly, gradually building up speed and pumping his cock into her, until they came multiple times and fell into each other’s arms, intertwined in s loving embrace, exhausted and satisfied.
That’s what she wanted and she wanted it right then and there. Gareth moaned with pleasure as he rubbed the thick hard shaft against her wet, swollen pussy lips. It was an electrifying feeling for both of them. Cathleen reached for his face and they began tongue kissing deeply.
Gareth’s cell phone, which was on the bedside table, began ringing.
“Aren’t you going to answer it?” Cathleen asked with a playful smile on.
Maybe it was one of his other girls. Wouldn’t that be rich? But what did she care? She was the one in his bed right then, getting the fuck of her life. And she knew this wouldn’t be last time that she found herself in such a pleasurable position. But as things turned out, it wasn’t one of Gareth’s former hook up buddies. It was his father!
He completely freaked out when he saw the name on the phone. His eyes opened wide with fear. Cathleen just smiled at him. She clearly seemed to be enjoying his discomfort.
“What are you going to do now, big boy?” she said tauntingly. She continued, “You were going to have to tell him eventually. Why not now?”
“Are you crazy?” He said.
Cathleen reached for the phone and picked it up before Gareth could stop her. She answered the call and said hello in a deep breathy voice.
“Who the hell is this?” The voice said on the other end.
Gareth snatched the phone from her and began talking to his father. His father wasn’t interested in what he had to say. He started yelling at him and threatened to come down to the apartment. The blood had all drained out of Gareth’s face.
But his cock was still hard. Cathleen smiled and licked her lips. Then she wrapped her hand around his cock and squeezed. It felt so damned hard in her hands. But what that thick cock really needed was a good sucking.
The expression on Gareth’s face was priceless. He had his father yelling in his ear. And his future stepsister was slobbering his cock with her expertly skilled mouth. He never felt such conflicting emotions before. Before this crazy night he would never have imagined that such a feeling was possible.
By the time the wedding came around both of their parents had finally accepted that Cathleen and Gareth were going to be together despite how much opposition there may have been from other people in the family. There was genuine love between them. That was obvious to see if you were in the same room with them. They seemed to have their own secret language. A look from across a crowded room was all that they needed to communicate.
Cathleen and Gareth had to work hard during the wedding to contain their desire for each other. They were happy that their parents had accepted them being together but there was no need to push things so far that people were made to feel embarrassed and uncomfortable.
But when they got back to the hotel after the ceremony, they made sure that they were loudest couple in the five star establishment. That sweet bit of taboo sex made both of them smile. And a few weeks later they even started talking about their own possible wedding.
Since the wedding Cathleen’s business has really taken off thanks to the five million dollar investment that Gareth made in the company. With that money she was able to massively expand her distribution and manufacturing teams. And eventually she ended up attracting other big time investors. Her life is shaping up the way she had always hoped it would. And in a few months there will be a much-wanted addition to both of their lives.
During the pregnancy, Cathleen plans on slowing down her work schedule and she definitely wants to be a part of her baby’s early years. But she’s also itching to get right back on the front lines of her business.
Every now and then she has to stop and pinch herself. Her life has turned out to be more perfect than she ever would have imagined. And she knows that there are many more great things on the horizon.
THE END
Fresh MILF
One
I couldn't believe I was going to college.
A few days, and I would be away from home for the first time in my entire life, left to fend for myself... In high school, you never really think about something like that actually happening. It's like some far-off, dreamed about place that you work toward, strive for, drive yourself insane to try and obtain, thinking one more day of this shit, one more day, one more day...
But like- now it was actually happening?
As far as being a young whippersnapper such as myself went, college was like the Promised Land- a world flowing with milk and p*$$y- I mean, uh... Honey...
It was a well known and indisputable fact that whenever a college student was not busy attending one of the five classes he showed up for in any semester, he was having sex.
All the fucking time...
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sp; College was the one point in time where you unleashed your inner carnal beast, biting and lashing and devouring any fine piece of ass you might happen to come upon, or in some cases drinking yourself silly until a just so-and-so piece of ass happened to become fine.
People in college had sex all day and all night, in their dorms, at parties, in the library, in the back rows of lecture halls- it was going to be like fucking Xanadu when I got there!
But here's the problem...
I was eighteen. I'd completed high school... I was less than a week away from going off to college and beginning my academic career.
And I was still a virgin...
Words could not describe how unprepared I was for the challenge of entering the sexual wonderland that was rumored to be college without a single hump's worth of sexual experience to my name, and to be honest the anxiety detracted somewhat from the overwhelming excitement I felt.
It wasn't like I was unattractive or anything, and like, girls were super into me...
It was just... I dunno...
Before my parents divorced my mom was like super religious, and a lot of her prudishness had rubbed off on me, giving me a pretty late start. When the two of them went splitsville my stepmom moved in almost immediately, and she and my dad pretty much went at it like rabbits. And that's how I realized that sex just might not have been as terrible of a thing as my biological mother had made it out to be.
And I did make a few attempts, but by that point I was so fucked up that I mostly only attracted nice girls who knew me from my almost castrated reputation, and none of them would let me dare even try anything with them, the price for if I did being a palm across the cheek and a pretty quick breakup thereafter.
So, I decided to just take matters into my own hands, if you catch my drift...
If I couldn't get real life experience before college, I could always at least get it through the pixelated screen of my laptop, in all of its high definition carnal glory.
I shut my bedroom door, stripped myself naked, running my hands around the contours of my hot, sensitive flesh for a bit just to get myself limbered up, stroking my fat member with my hands, stretching the skin all the way up above the head and then yanking it clear bank down along the shaft, milking myself pretty damn pleasantly, creating a nice, excited burning sensation, the blood coursing through and stiffening me as hard as a fucking rock, a little clear dab of pre-cum seeping out my tip like a sad, sticky teardrop. I reached my finger down, wiped it up, and licked it, completely tasteless, like a mother checking a bottle for its temperature.
I was ready.
I sat down on the bed and place my laptop on top of my thighs, my cock slicing my view of the screen down the center in its thickness, so that I had to move my head to see around it, and typed in the name of my favorite porn website.
There were so many goddamn categories it could make your fucking head spin, a downright Do-me decimal system- Amateur, Anal, Asian, BDSM, Big Beautiful Woman, Big Black Cock, Blowjobs, Big Tits, Bisexual, Celebrity, College, Creampie, Double Penetration, European, Extreme, Fetish, Fingering, Fisting, Gang Bangs, Gay, Group Sex, Hentai, Indian, Latinas, Lesbian, MILF, Oral Sex, Orgy, Strap-on, Teen, Transsexual...
You had to give them props for diversity, I guess... This was an absolute pornucopia!
I navigated to college, and clicked on a ten minute video of an amateur group sex fling.
I pressed play, and began to savor the view.
There were about three girls lying around the room. The first, a blonde, was sprawled out on her bed, wearing nothing but a t-shirt wrapped up around her shoulders, naked from the tits down, and a muscular dude with sculpted features fucking her tight little cunt, his sculpted ass clenching and unclenching as he pounded away into her, their bodies slapping away loudly, KLAP, KLAP, KLAP, KLAP, KLAP, and the girl screaming like a little bitch the entire time, “Oh God, oh God, oh God, oh God...”
There was a second girl sitting next to her on the bed, a fawn eyed brunette, also completely ass naked, save for a beaded necklace wrapped around her neck, with her legs bent up so that her knees were around her head, and her tight little glistening pink slip was spread out in plain view. She was reaching down between her legs, fingering herself, squashing the skin of her little pussy around and around and around and around, biting on her lower lip, and when she saw that the camera was pointed at her she began to open her mouth, tilting her head back silently, as though sighing without noise, leaving the audience to fill in for themselves, “Oh, oh, oh, oh...”
On the other side of the room an Asian chick was getting pounded in the ass by a scrawnier dude, not thin, but his muscles trimmer, flexed out as he fucked her tight little anus, slamming into her ass as hard and relentless as possible, her tits swinging from her body like pendulums, flinging around like wild, and a pained, agonized expression plastered across her face, too horrified to even make a sound.
A fourth girl was present as well, but fully clothed, a black girl who sometimes ducked in and out of frame. She didn't really contribute all that much to the action, but seemed to mostly just comment on how wild this was, stumbling around and saying things like “God, oh God...” “Shiiiit!” “Oh, look at that pussy... Shiiiiit...”
I imagined how it must feel- sliding my cock into the hot, juicy contours of a woman's vagina, warm and delectable, the sort of place you never want to leave. I imagined myself being in the video, popping into the scene in the place of the dude boinking the blonde. I pictured flipping her over on top of me, sliding my dick into her juicy little cunt, feeling the tight, delectable confines of her body melting around me, shuttering with arousal, loving how cramped and flexible she was, like slipping on a glove, except, well, on my cock.
Slowly, she would begin to bounce, writhing that artificially tanned flesh on my body, wriggling like a dragon, her skin beginning to prickle with flesh, flopping and flailing and slithering like a snake. I savored the imagined view as I watched her pelvis rotate on my body, forward and away and forward and away and forward and away from me, churning me up nicely, stirring me around, maneuvering my cock like a joystick, occasionally pressing herself forward toward my face, holding me in a straight path, my wang burning with sensation as I slid along inside her...
My thoughts snapped back to the video suddenly, as things abruptly began to change. There was a fade in the scenes- something I always found amateurish, as though the transition from one position to another somehow didn't warrant further articulation.
At any rate, the fuckers had apparently decided to give double penetrating ago, and they were attempting to orient themselves into a configuration in which they might successfully complete it. The brunette slut turned out to be the lucky lady. The skinnier dude who'd been bumping and grinding with the Asian laid down on the bed, his head in the blonde's lap, and the brunette climbed up on top of him with her ass to the camera. The two of them began kissing, their lips sliding around one another, their tongues rolling around from mouth to mouth to mouth, the saliva flowing like water between their gullets, and she began dry humping him, sliding her cunt up and down around his abdomen, his veiny erect cock glistening with pre-cum and arousal, grazing her pumping ass cheeks as she moved. At last the black chick began participating, in a capacity that just barely yanked her away from the sidelines. She wrapped her fingers delicately around the lucky dude's cock on the bottom as the two of them kissed, and began pumping the skin with her fist, jacking him off, getting him ready in case he might not already have been, pressing it up, down, up, down, up, down, pulling the skin all the way up to the head of his cock, then stretching it down all the way to his base, holding it taut there, letting it tingle and burn with arousal, until at last she pulled it back gently up, a little dab of cum seeping out the tip like a sad, milky teardrop. I tried to match her movements with my own cock, jacking myself off with an identical speed and motion as though it was this little sideline slut who was doing it and not myself, imagining the dark skin of her finger
s, warm and moist around my throbbing, veiny prick...
And then slowly, very carefully, as though something terrible might happen if she fucked it up, she slid the dude's cock into the brunette's sopping wet pussy, pushing it all the way in up to the base from below, evoking an agonized gasp from the chick. He began very gently to rock, pumping in and out of her slowly, carefully, like a not-particularly-effective piston into a shaft, his cock sinking slowly in, suctioning gradually out, in, out, in, out, and I could almost feel it on his behalf, the distortion of air being pushed out of her tight hot pussy as I crawled inside, the cool, unbearable suction as I pulled back out, in, out, in, out, in, out, driving me insane, and after a while he began to pick up speed, the chick lifting her body up off of him to allow him some leverage, and he began to fuck in earnest, pumping his body harder and harder and harder into her cunt, jackhammering her from below, slamming in as hard as he could, their bodies clapping together loudly, KLAP, KLAP, KLAP, KLAP, KLAP, the little bitch screaming like mad, “Oh God, oh God, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” her fingers curling into his slick, muscular skin, the fingernails clawing as deep as they could, and his testicles flapping around like basketballs caught in a fucking net, bopping around into her cunt with his cock every few slaps, swinging and flailing and driving the bitch insane.
This was only a fraction of what the little slut had coming to her...
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