By Lori

I laugh to myself, of all people to want my son’s girlfriend. Here I am close to 42 years old. I know I’m good-looking and in great shape, but still, holding her in my arms looking down into her face, I cannot believe that this is all mine for the taking. Her telling me just a second before that she has never done this before and how much she wants to before she leaves for college. How she’s fantasized about me, about us.

Pressing her body up against mine, moving her hips against me. She looks up at me, closes her eyes and whispers that she wants a kiss. Swallowing deeply there’s no way I could resist. She’s gorgeous. A blonde, blue-eyed girl. Lean with incredible breasts. Breasts that are pressing against me, lips that were waiting . . . for me. I let her wait just one second more, yearning my kiss. Needing it. As I lower my head and claim those lips, a moan escapes her.

“Yes.” I think to myself. “The sweet taste of youth.” I haven’t had an eighteen-year-old since college. I’ve forgotten what it’s like. The taste, the smell, the freshness . . .

Our tongues hungrily play with each other before I pull away and lick her lips, savoring that taste inside. She opens her eyes and looks at me, while biting her lip. I can feel the excitement growing within me. I bend my head and begin to kiss her neck, lightly nipping it, teasing it with my tongue as I trail it along her collarbone and down to the opening of her blouse. I hear her moan as I reach her cleavage and am pleased to find that her breasts are quite bountiful. I reach under her blouse, stroking the sides of her body as I reach the swell of them. Cupping each in my hand, my thumb gently plays with her nipples, which harden at my touch.

I walk her slowly back toward the couch and she falls quite hard onto the cushions as the back of her legs hit the edge. Looking up at me, her eyes wide with surprise, she laughs then bites her lip as her shyness suddenly takes over. I smile, spreading her legs as I kneel between her thighs. My hands stroke her thighs and slide under her mini skirt. Moaning, she looks at me with half-closed eyes and arches her back.

“Take off your shirt.” I command her with a low voice and watch as she removes her blouse, exposing those gorgeous tits. I lick my lips, knowing I want to dive in between them, kiss them and suck on those protruding nipples.

“Not yet . . . not yet” I tell myself.

I move in closer and take a nipple in my mouth. Sucking on it, I use my tongue to circle the hard nub as one hand massages the other tit, teasing the nipple with my thumb. I slide my other hand under her skirt and between her legs and explore that hot, wet patch. Hearing her moan, I ask her, “You like that?” as my thumb finds her slit, pushing through to massage her clit. Her response is another moan, followed by a whimper as I reach her hole and slip in two well-lubricated fingers. My mouth and body desperately want to take her quickly. I want to taste her pussy so very badly. I bring my body down, removing my fingers from that wet hot hole, smirking as I see her pout at my actions.

“Why the pout? Don’t you want me to “kiss” you?” I whisper on the skin just below her belly button and smile as her body reacts; the muscles contracting, the slight move of her hips. I work my tongue to her hip bone, nibbling on the skin, sliding over her flat stomach, reaching the edge of her pubic hair, or at least what there was of it.

I bring my hands down around her hips and under her ass. I slid her closer to me, so close that her pussy opens up and I can smell that sweet, musty smell that only eighteen year olds have. I lick my lips and dive in, hungrily licking that pussy. I suck on her clit, tasting her. My tongue flattens against those lips and I lick her slowly from front to back, stopping to dip my tongue in her hole. Her hands reach down and entangle themselves in my hair, pushing me closer. I tease her clit again, using my fingers to fuck her. I can feel her pussy clamping down on my fingers as my tongue flicks at her faster.

Her moans get louder and her hips thrust faster and faster as I fuck her hard. Her pussy juice is dripping down my hand and I decide to try one more thing, before I make her cum. Still using my tongue to lick her clit, I take a wet finger and massage her asshole. Her ass clenches immediately and that hole puckers just bit as I massage it, relaxing her. As she slowly becomes more excited by the prospect of what was about to happen, I slip my finger into her ass.

Her moan is more of a low growl as she moves her ass back and forth in sync with my finger.

“Yes!” She moans. “Yes, fuck my ass. Mmm . . . yeah . . . oh!”

I clamp my mouth on her pussy, making sucking noises, drinking in her sweet juice. Fucking that ass, sucking her pussy, I can feel my body wanting to be naked and against her. I want to turn her over and lick that ass; stick my tongue deep into her.

I tell her to get on her knees facing the couch and she does, sticking her ass out to me. I spread her cheeks and lick her ass. Circling that hole with my tongue. I take my hand, sliding it around to the front and stroke her pussy. Her ass pushes out to my face and I blow onto her. Bringing my head down, I lick her pussy quickly and her body responds with a quick jerk. Her breathing becoming more rapid.

“Mmm . . . you like that, don’t you?” I whisper to her. “You have such a sweet pussy and ass. You taste so good, baby.”

With that I slap her ass and hear her yelp. She moans a “Yes.” and “Again, please” and spank her again. Stroking her pussy all the while.

“Oh! Fuck . . . fuck my pussy . . . please! I’m gonna cum . . . ” She yells and I do that, I stick three fingers up her cunt pushing them in and out. Suddenly she turns over and lies on the floor, knees bent. She pleads with me, “Please, I’ve never . . . oh, my, please… eat me. Eat me!”

Oh, and I do. I start to suck and lick that pussy. Nibbling on her lips, tongue twirling around her clit. I look up and watch her face. That beautiful face like a mirror to her orgasm. Grimacing in ecstasy, licking her lips, moaning. I slap her pussy, as I fuck her with my fingers, bending down to suck on her again. I feel her body pause and hear her as she moans her orgasm. Watching her face as she cums over and over again, her cunt squeezing my fingers, hips begin to buck and thrust.

Slowly, her hips stop their moving and my finger fucking becomes strokes. I stroke her pussy gently, bringing my lips down over her clit, blowing softly on it, watching her stomach muscles contract again.

“Oh, wow!” She says opening her eyes and looking at me. She bends down and kisses my lips, licking off her juice. “Mmm..I never imagined…” She gets out just before our kiss becomes deeper and I feel her hands slide around to my ass, pulling me closer.

Abruptly, we pull apart when we hear a horn beep outside. I slowly move away from her, licking my fingers of the remains of her sweetness. She watches me as she smoothes out her clothing, her hair.

“That’s your son.” She says, her head nodding to the door. “We’re supposed to go out tonight.” She pouts again with those red, full lips.

“I know. Go. Don’t keep him waiting.” I respond, winking at her, caressing her cheek and kissing her forehead.

Smiling at me as she walks past toward the door. Opening it slightly, hand still on the doorknob, she turns and looks at me.

“Mrs. Johanson, I intend to pay you back.”

I smile at her, nodding. “I didn’t think otherwise. Besides, I told your mom that I’d take good care of you while she was away.”

My sister staggered in through the front door, giggling hysterically and reeking of alcohol. She had been to a party, but she’s not like that, normally. She normally comes home sober.

She flopped onto her bed. Her head must have been spinning. I heard her boyfriend Chester drive away with his usual roar of the engine. She just lay there, so I thought I’d better get her clothes off and help her get into bed.

I turned her over, saying “I’ll help you get you into bed, Amy. You’re going to have one hell of a hangover in the morning.”

She smelt so strongly of alcohol, it’s a wonder she wasn’t paralytic. Her eyes were half-closed and she said softly “Oh Bruce, I love you.”

I said “I love you too sweetie” and started unbuttoning her blouse. I knew she wouldn’t remember any of this in the morning.

I helped her off with her blouse, and turned her on her side to undo her bra. Then I slipped off the bra and her gorgeous firm breasts with fleshy pinkish nipples were exposed.
Then I said “Let’s get these clothes off you, and get you into bed, Amy.”
She said “Oh, I love you so much, Bruce. I always have.”

I undid the zip at the side of her dress and said “Can you raise your hips, so I can slide your dress off?”
“Once again, for your panties” I said. Then I slipped them off too.

What a beautiful naked figure she has. I’m not kidding; I’ve never seen a figure like that even in high quality nude photography magazines!

I should be used to it by now, but I’m not. Every time I see it I get an erection, and tonight was no exception. Then I held the top sheet and blankets up for her, and said “Can you wriggle in?”
She said, tiredly, “Fuck me, Bruce. I love you.”

I said “That’s just the alcohol talking. It’s Chester you love. Now wriggle across under the sheet.”
She sleepily said “No, it’s you I love, Bruce. Chester’s just a friend. Fuck me. Let’s have sex.”
I began to think “Am I crazy? Here is the most beautiful girl I’ve ever known, completely naked, asking me to fuck her, and I’m saying no, just because she’s my sister, and I’ve even got an erection. What kind of crazy idiot says no in these circumstances?”

I said “I’m your brother, Amy! It wouldn’t be right!”
She softly said “You love me don’t you? So make love to me, Bruce.”
I said “You’d regret it in the morning, Amy.”

She said, sleepily “No I won’t. I’ll regret it if you don’t!”

God help me, I was so tempted. But I summoned my strength and said “It would be taking advantage of you, Amy.”

“So take advantage of me, Bruce.”
“You won’t even remember it in the morning, Amy!”
“What do you mean? Not remember?”

I started taking my clothes off, thinking “Oh I want you so much. No, this is wrong. But it’s what I need. No it’s wrong. Oh I want this so much. No, I shouldn’t. Oh I must. What the fuck am I doing? I’d be crazy not to. If she remembers she’ll be angry with me. But I might never get this opportunity again!”
I climbed onto the bed, and she opened her legs in response. Her vagina was still very pubescent, even though she was eighteen. Just a little hair and no frills, just fleshy. Oh no, what was I doing? It’s too late to back out now.

The thought that really convinced me to go ahead was that I might never get this opportunity again, because she always keeps herself sober at parties. I had no answer for that thought. It overcame all my fears and demolished all my reluctance, and I was carried forward by my need for her incredible beauty, and the fact that I had desired her for so long.

I put my erection into her, and paused, in case she screamed at me to stop. Instead she reached for me, and hugged and kissed me, and sleepily said “I love you Bruce. I have always loved you. You are the most wonderful brother any girl could ever have. I should have told you that long ago.”

I knew it was the alcohol talking, but it was lovely to hear her say it. I said “I have always loved you, Amy, and I’ve always wanted to make love with you.”

She replied softly “Then fuck me now, my darling brother. Slide your cock into me and fuck me. Let us taste the joys of love together.”

I felt a wave of erotic bliss envelope us, and unite us. I slid my stiff excitement inside her. She was warm and wet and like satin caressing my penis. Then I felt her hymen give way! I was taking her virginity! She wasn’t kidding when she said Chester was just a friend!

I went deep inside her, the full way! Every part of me filled with bliss. I knew I would cum soon, and I had to try to make it last as long as I could. I stayed deep and pressed the head of my penis into what I think was her G-spot! She started saying “Oh Bruce! Oh Bruce! You’re wonderful!” It was the first time she hadn’t sounded sleepy.

I was just about to climax. Amy said “Oh Bruce! You’re amazing! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! AaaaaaaOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH! Oh! OH! Oh, yum! Oh!” I had been climaxing at the same time as Amy, shooting my warm semen into her.

Then she paused, and said “OH, BRUCE! Oh God that was so wonderful! Oh I love you Bruce. I’ll love you forever.” Then she started kissing me, opening her mouth and softly caressing my tongue with hers.
I heard Mom and Dad driving up the driveway and the automatic garage door opening. I said to Amy “Mom and Dad are home. I better go.”

So I quickly tucked her in and went to my own room and got into bed, my penis still dripping fluid from having sex with my sister.

In the morning, she was up bright and early, singing softly as she took a shower. I thought “What the fuck? How did she recover so quickly? She stank like a brewery last night! Oh my God, what if she remembers what happened?”

She turned off the shower, and came into my room with a towel wrapped round her. She smiled and brightly said “Wasn’t that amazing, last night! Oh I’m so in love with you! Would you like me to make you some breakfast?”

My jaw dropped open. I said “You were so drunk last night! Why are you so fresh this morning?”
She said “Oh I must have smelled drunk! I slipped on the floor at the party, and crashed into a tray of drinks someone was carrying, and they splashed all over me. I dried out in front of the fire, but the smell was still there, so I got Chester to bring me home. You know me, I never drink alcohol.”

I said “Oh my God, you were completely sober? I thought you were slurring your words.”
Amy said “No, I was just tired, that’s all.”

“So everything you said was true?” I asked. “You really wanted sex with me? Why didn’t we do it before?”
“You’ve never taken my clothes off before! I thought you were initiating sex with me. And I’ve always wanted it with you! And besides, Mom and Dad were out, so I thought it was a great opportunity.”
I said “Oh my God! You really do love me! Oh let’s have sex whenever we can!”
And Amy replied “Anytime you want it, lover-boy!”

The ad was specific. “Looking for young men and women interested in appearing in adult theme amateur films. Pays well”.

After interviewing several responders over the phone, I weeded out the ones that did not fit what I was searching for or were after talking, no longer interested. I made my reservation at the hotel and set up my appointments for the weekend. I would meet and interview the candidates that I had chosen. I needed two females and one male for this particular project. The requirements were that they needed to be good looking and in decent shape. They needed to have a “Fresh” look about them. They all needed to be bi-sexual or at least open and willing to be on film and they needed to be able to prove that they were of legal age.

I entered the hotel lounge a few minutes before 3PM on Friday afternoon. I was to meet Chelsi, my first appointment. I was looking for a 19 year old, about 5’4” with long strawberry blonde hair. I scanned the room and concluded that she had not yet arrived. I ordered a drink and carried it over to a booth. “This had to be her,” I thought as I sipped my cocktail. The girl entered the bar hesitantly. She was all that I expected. I stood in acknowledgment and she walked my way. I said hello and extended my hand out and shook hers. “Soft” I thought, as we both sat in the booth across from each other. I noticed right away that this girl was a looker. She had a very pretty face with striking green eyes. Her lips were small and her teeth were near perfect. This was a “Daddies” girl if I had ever seen one. “So why are you here? Why are you interested in this project and why should I hire you” I asked her. She began the process of telling me about herself, how she has had a bit of bad luck, needed the cash, but what sold me was she ended with “It sounds like it would be fun”. I had heard enough. I asked to see her arms. She looked at me, her head kinda tilted sideways with a puzzled look. I reached and grabbed her wrists and turned them and inspected her veins. I explained to her that I was checking for track marks, signs of drug use and abuse. She giggled and told me that all I had to do was ask. She admitted to enjoying getting high and she had tried coke, speed and X before, but she did not do any of them on a regular basis. I explained to her that I was interested in her. I explained to her the next step would be that I would need to see her naked and take some photos of her to see how she reacted in front of the camera. She nodded yes. I explained to her that I would be touching her naked body and might ask her to masturbate or more. She smiled shyly and said that it wasn’t like she was applying for retail or anything, she was prepared. I opened my case and slid the consent form in front of her and asked her for a valid ID. I went to the front desk and they made a copy for me. I gave back her ID, paid my tab and off to my suite we went.

We entered the room and Chelsi paused there at the entrance. “This place is awesome,” she said. I brushed passed her closing and locking the door behind me. It was impressive. It was a 2-bedroom suite. The sleeping quarters were on opposite sides of the other. Each had a full master bath with walk in multi facet marble showers. In the center was the main room, which had a large hot tub off to the side. There was a fully stocked bar. A huge fireplace took up the south wall. There were 3 sofas all strategically place. Yes, this place was awesome. I headed to the bar and asked Chelsi if she cared for a drink. “Um, sure.” She replied. I made her a Captain and coke as she requested and went heavy on the Captain. I switched on the fireplace and told her to relax. We chatted a bit longer and after a second drink I told her that it was time to see what she had. I must have startled her, or maybe she had gotten so relaxed that she forgot why we were here. “OK, what should I do”, she asked. I told her that she could start by standing and slowly removing her clothing. She stood and started to unbutton her blouse. I watched as she did, the shadows from the fire dancing over her skin. Her blouse hit the floor and she turned and kneeled down for me to unlatch her bra. “Oh she is good” I thought. I sat upward towards the edge of the sofa and slowly unclasp her bra. She was still letting it hang there from her shoulders allowing me to look her over. I ran my fingers along her skin and down her back. Her skin reacted and goose bumps appeared. “Oh, that feels good” she told me. I was getting into touch her. Her skin was soft and flawless. She stood and went back to the spot there between the fireplace and me. She slowly turned dropping the bra off from her shoulders and exposing her firm breast. They were not huge, but perky and nicely shaped. They were perfect for her size. She grabbed them in her hands and played with them for me, like she was going to juggle them. I could tell that she was feeling totally relaxed now and a bit excited from this. Her little cherry nipples were hard and pointing outward. She stood there topless in front of me. She had perfect skin. She went to unbutton her jeans and I stopped her. I motioned her to come forward towards me. Still sitting on the edge of the sofa she was directly in front of me and I began to unbutton her jeans. As I did I placed small kissed upon her taunt and tanned belly. She stepped out of the jeans and I was now face to face with her matching panties. I placed one more soft and long kiss on her stomach and sat back. I saw the look in her face, the intensity in her eyes. She was turned on.

I could feel the heat from the fireplace as I ran my tongue over and around the pink folds between her legs as we lay there on the rug. Her fingers dug into the rug as I entered her and began tongue fucking her tiny slit. I managed to get out of my clothing while feasting on the youthful fruit. Her breathing was heavy and as I nibbled softly upon the swollen clitty, her body jerked and she came. She let out a scream and bucked her crotch hard inward against my face. Tiny droplets of her climax shot forth spraying my face. Still shuttering I continued tonguing away at her now saturated pussy. She reached for me head and with force buried it as she began humping my face. I was at her mercy. I let her go. I tried to keep in time with her using my tongue to match her movements, but she had her own thing going on. Her erect clit kept raking over my lips and nose as she humped away at my face. Again she bucked. Again she came.

Wasting no time I reached for the remote. I switched on the cameras and the monitor. I grabbed her tiny waist and maneuvered in to position on her hands and knees. She looked up at the monitor in front of her. I got behind her and spread her cheeks a bit. I told her to work the camera. I saw the big smile on her face in the monitor and I thrust. I slammed my cock in and out of her at a quick but steady pace. Her breathing was labored and I told her to keep her eyes on the camera. She began getting into it, matching my rhythm, and meeting my thrust with her pussy. “Fuck me”, she started. “Oh yes, fuck me with that big cock”. She began speaking into the camera as if she had done this her whole life. I hit the button on the remote and the cameras switched. Now upon the monitor in front of us was the image of my ass thrusting, my balls swinging. I raised my body such that angle provided the shot of my cock actually entering her, ramming away in her. It was a great shot. Her reddish pubic hair was soaked and matted from our sex. Between watching us on the screen and her talking, telling me to “Fuck her tight pussy”, it was a matter of seconds before I would come. I changed views again and pulled my cock out and went to her face. We both watched the screen as I tapped my throbbing penis against her face. The heavy “Thud” sounds from my meat slapping against her was enough. On the screen I watched the thick creamy spunk coat her face. It looked so much larger on the screen, so much more dramatic I thought. She must have thought the same. On screen was her beautiful face smiling and load after load shot from the slit in my cock. Like a kid, she grabbed my shaft at the base, never once taking her eye off the screen and as if she were applying lipstick, she squeezed my cock and ran the swollen head still leaking my excitement, over and around her lips.

She had the job. She knew it and I knew it. I handed her the $100 bill as promised in the ad for showing up and interviewing. “That was cool,” she said. I watched her lean body stand and head for the bar to pour another drink. I told her that she was great and I wanted her. She looked over her shoulder at me and said “I know” She tipped the bottle and poured. She asked me “Do I have to leave now, or can I hang out”? I told her that she was welcome to stay, but I couldn’t guarantee I could keep my hands to myself. “That is what I was hoping” she said and giggled. We entered the hot tub and I rewound the tape. We watched and sipped our drinks. I was getting hard once again. My next appointment was tomorrow morning.