1. Nirvana At Last


    Date: 10/24/2017, Categories: Taboo, Author: ljdoofus75, Source: LushStories

    Once we dove into our oral relationship, it was non-stop oral gratification. We were both running around the house horny as hell. After my dad was asleep, I'd usually eat her delicious-tasting pussy in the study before going to bed. I made sure she had at least two or three orgasms during the day while I had a couple. She was actually begging for me to eat her or to let her suck me off. It was like the Elton John song "I Guess That's Why They Call It The Blues" especially the lyrics of the chorus. We were living like lovers. In other words, it was beyond my wildest expectations, or even what I could have imagined. We were acting like first loves. You remember what it's like when the blush of romance totally permeates your thoughts, desires, your every waking moment plus your dreams. You can't get enough of him or her, and sex is the first and only thing on your mind. Emotionally, you're both truly in sync. When we were alone, she'd smile and caress my cock through my jeans. I was bolder and would grab her tit, ass or slip my hand in her panties when everyone's backs were turned. She always responded by getting wet for me. Needless to say, how I wanted to stick something else in her besides my tongue. My step-sister had begun to notice my constant hard-on because I saw her staring at it several times. I wondered if she was hot for me, too. Mom had an excursion planned to visit her parents for a few days, and I asked to go along. She reluctantly agreed. No one knew that we ...
    were going to be spending most of our days and nights between each other's legs sucking and licking in a continual 69. Her parents’ home is small and only has two bedrooms. I offered to sleep on the couch, but Mom said, "That'd be such a shame since I have a queen bed all to myself. Besides, your back will be killing you tomorrow. Believe me I know. I've slept on that sofa.” I looked at her parents, and they nodded in agreement with their daughter. Besides, what harm would there be? What in the world could happen? We retired to her childhood bedroom for the night. ***** I was on cloud nine. It was like my first junior high crush all over again except this one was so much more pleasurable – real, not imagined. Each morning when I got up, I took deliberate care to select just the right pair of panties for the day. The ones he’d be licking later. They had to reflect my mood, which lately had been blissfully contentment. I was usually wet before breakfast as I knew he’d be peeking at them under the table while we all carried on breakfast conversations as if everything was normal. The whole dynamic of the house had changed. There was a new paradigm, a new normal. He was hard, and I was wet. We couldn’t keep our hands off of each other. I loved sliding my hand over his hard cock behind his father’s back. He loved slipping his hand in my panties. That made me flow like the Nile especially when he’d flick my clit. I’d planned a trip to visit my parents, and he wanted to come along. I ...
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