(English is not my main language, please bare with any mistakes I could make)

I'm 24, my sis is 19. I'm into her since she hits puberty I guess, but just in a sexual way, we don't have a close relationship or anything so I'm kinda stuck to just stare at her.

I've done a few things, like tryiing to pop into her room just after she left shower so I could have a chance to get a quick view of her, that kind of stuff. I'm more of a boob personn, I think it's way hotter than a pussy to see. Anyway.

Recently, in summer, she started to wear some kinds of "basketball shirts" with like, big holes on the side for the arms so I kinda always have some sideboob whenever she walk at night through the house. So I started to sneak into her room at night, with a flashlight, to see if somehow the boobs would pop out during her sleep, since the shirt is way too large for her. It never realy happened, and I couldn't realy move the shirt 'cause she's a realy light sleeper.

A few days ago I went into her room for something and she was already in bed, she turned the light on and woke up to get me the thing I asked for and...ta-daaa...i finally saw it. And somehow I was kinda disapointed. I like tits with large aureola and huge nipples, nice contrast between the tits and the skin....and she was the opposite, small nipple, confonding with the skin, no areola. I guess my quest is over now, all those years wasted for that...Anyway, just wanted to share it. Nothing awesome, nothing crazy, but at least it's real.

Just wanted to confess what was in my head. I was cleaning all dust an heir from my sisters jacked and the jacket is over her chest and I intentionally slowed the strokes when going over them again and again and even made her notice that I was grabbing her boobs a lot and it ended up in a laugh but damn I would have wanted something a little closer to the skin :P

She know I like incest and all of my kinky and crazy like gay/daddy/grandpas and older men fetish I've had since I can remember and she gives it all understanding and agrees with me on the jb's but she's not sure she would enjoy it with someone in the family but looked thinkful :P

probably shouldn't post a pic of her, but i might.
my lady friend comes over and spends the night sometimes. We're really good friends, i mean we have an almost family relationship. so anyway.
the other night she spent the night. we were watching misery and i was sitting in the chair and she had the couch to sleep. about half way into the movie, she starts to fall asleep. as i notice her dozing off, i start to get hard. i touch my dick a little. so i wait a while longer. soon i get up and walk to my room real quick. then come back out to see if she was still sleeping. i made other noises to double check, she was out. so i turn the movie down a little, and go behind the couch and watch her for a moment. then i take out my dick slowly. then i started to slowly masturbate. it felt amazing doing it right there in front of her. so i got a little more comfortable and move in a little closer and speed up. i keep on getting closer and closer. eventually, my dick was right above her and i was jacking off like crazy. i was thrusting a little, picturing fucking her hard and her muscles clenching my dick. but then, before i could stop myself, i cum all over the side of her face. it got in her hair too. so panic, and go back to my room quickly and listen in the darkness if she woke and what she'd say. i was caught, the gig was up, i thought. i was so scared. but i calm down eventually. finally allowing myself to breath normally. i inch back out there, and i see her in the same place with my load all over her face and hair. :D i never had been more turned on in my life. so i sneak back over there, pull out my cock and start again. then she shifts and i freak out and leave. but when i came back she was on her back and the cum was dripping onto the couch. so i go back out there and try to cum again this time on her mouth. so i'm jacking off like crazy again. just taking all the time i need. eventually i feel it comeing back then i put the head of my dick as close to her mouth without touching it (kinda facing my dick downward) and i just SHOOT all over her mouth and chin. this time i finished too, like 5 spurts onto her. then i realized why she hadn't been waking up, cause she took a bunch of zanex and percacet and was out! so i took advantage sadly. over the night i'd come back in the room and do it again. eventually i started pulling the blankets down. i lifted up her mickey mouse sweat shirt and saw the lacey bra she was wearing. i always wanted to see it. so i feel one of her breasts and then have one tit out. and i couldnt belive it. i was in heaven always wanted to see this. so i ended the night by cumming on her stomoch and boobs at like 4 am. i clean her up with a damp cloth and put her back to normal and finally go to bed.

Nights in Arlen
A KotH sex story
By: null

It was about 9:30 PM on a Tuesday night in Arlen, TX. Luanne Platter and her friend Jaime are sat on Jaime’s 2nd floor apartment balcony. Not a big place at all but Jaime kept it clean and welcoming. Hot but with a nice breeze blowing, the two of them are in shorts and sneakers. Luanne decided on a black bra and white tank top for her visit. Jaime’s was the last place on earth where Luanne felt comfortable and somewhat normal. Jaime has on a hoody but her D breasts are not easily stashed away.

“It’s getting late Jaime… I have to go soon” said Luanne as she tapped out another cigarette from her friends pack, her 3rd that hour.
“Do you want to go to Sugarfoots tomorrow? I’ll give you a ride. I definitely saw a ‘help wanted’ sign. They would hire you in a second!” said Jaime, Luanne’s friend of a few years. Not as pretty as Luanne but built the same way and on par mentally.
“I don’t know. I guess. I hate waiting tables. It’s like being a servant. You have to be happy when you’re really not.”
Luanne was visibly troubled and her friend was getting worried. Luanne had been broken up with Lucky for two months. Even before her and Lucky hit the rough patch that led to their parting ways her attitude had been different. Not the happy, blissfully clueless, piece of southern thickness those who know her have come to expect and love. These last few months she’s always seemed preoccupied and when questioned dismissive and distant.
“Luanne, what’s wrong? You’re not being Luanne. Are you still hung up on Lucky?” asked Jaime.
“I don’t want to talk about it, Jaime.”
Jaime grew worried and decided to change the subject.
“So do you want to go to Luke’s Saturday night? He and his friends are crazy! We need to just wear next to nothing, go there, and show off. Then leave early. They’ll be so about us then we’ll just leave!” Jaime envisioned their victory and laughed. Her chest bouncing as she didn’t have any support on.
“I don’t know, maybe.” Luanne responded, blankly, as she finished another of her friend’s cigarettes.
Jaime was sure a wild night of flirting and showing off followed by an abrupt departure would be just what Luanne needed to get her back on the right track. She felt accomplished already. In the way that she and Luanne’s type often do as they envision their future through rose colored glasses.
“Alright, I gotta go. So you can give me a ride tomorrow?” asked Luanne, with a curious increase in vocal energy that Jaime could not explain.
“Anytime, just call. I’m off all day.”
Luanne made eye contact with Jaime for the first time in 15 minutes.
“You’re the best” said Luanne.
Jaime felt sad at that moment. It confused her as this small compliment should have lit her up. It didn’t and it was the way Luanne said it. As if it meant something more than a simple thank you. She stood up and squeezed Luanne tight. Their breasts each flowing outward as they tried to escape the pressure of the embrace.
“I love you girl… you know that right?” asked Jaime.
“Yea, I love you too Jaime. Mind if I take a cig for my walk home?”
“Take them. I have a carton in the fridge.”
“Thanks” Luanne responded, relieved. She squeezed back to equal Jaime’s embrace.

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As Luanne walked home one thought, and one thought alone, was dominating her. She literally had to shake her head once in an attempt to push it away. The wind was calmer now. It was summer so kids were out playing hide and go seek. She saw a young boy find and start chasing a younger girl. The young girl was laughing uncontrollably as the boy tackled her onto the grass. Luanne was struck with a profound feeling of nostalgia. As she watched her steps she reminisced on her summer nights as a young girl running from boys. She tossed a cigarette butt into a drain. She crossed her arms under her breasts and her cleavage grew. The good memories of summers past were distorted then gone, replaced by a knot in her stomach. She had begun to hate her body. She hated that her breasts were so big. At one time they were such a source of confidence and pride. Now they disgusted her. As she thought about this she almost wanted to uncross her arms as she could not even stand indirectly touching them. She hated her golden blonde hair. A feature all of her girlfriends constantly said they wished they could have. “You can fucking have it” she thought. Anymore she just wore it in a lazy pony-tail. She hated her thick, round, protruding ass. Something most girls would hate but she loved once upon a time. An asset guys in her area were most keen on. She knew what she had and she flaunted it. Now, it was most decidedly a hate filled relationship. With her chest she could cover up, which she did when she was anywhere but at Jaime’s. But with her ass there was nothing she could do. All of her clothes were what they were. Short, tight, or revealing. In most cases all of the above. As she thought about her wardrobe she began to hate the girl she used to be. This caused her to tear up a little as the thought of hating ones younger and more innocent self is tremendously complicated and confusing. Luanne would never think on that sort of ‘meta’ level but she did know what she felt and it was weird. As she turned down the alley behind Rainy Street her steady pace was significantly slowed as her eyes met the yellow walls of the Hill residence off in the distance. Red truck parked in the driveway. For a second all thoughts and feelings were absent as if she were a deer in headlights. Slowly a feeling of dread surrounded her. She had been down this alley hundreds of times. If she had any talent in her hands she could draw it from memory. That said, for the past few months it has felt absolutely alien to her. She tightened the cross under her pale, ample boobs and began the final trek home. She was sick to her stomach now. She felt sweat beginning to accrue on her forehead. Her jaw was tight. Her hands were clenched. This all became apparent at once as she landed her first step on the driveway.
“Luanne!”
She felt as if she was hit on the back of her head as all the feeling of the past minute was instantly gone.
“Luanne look!”
She turned and looked towards the sound of her name. Bobby and Joseph were running toward her. Bobby was holding something in his hands.
“Bobby, what?” Luanne called out half in a daze having come from the mind state she was in.
“It’s a frog we found down by the Johnsons pond. Look how big it is!” Bobby cried.
Bobby and Joseph arrived at where Luanne was standing sweating and dirty. In Bobby’s hands was a rather massive green frog.
“Bobby that’s gross” Luanne said half aware.
“Do you think Dad will let it in the house?”
Luanne felt a quick jolt of electricity shoot from her head to her toes when Bobby mentioned him.
“I don’t know Bobby. Maybe you should let Joseph keep it tonight and find out in the morning. He might be sleeping” Said Luanne with ulterior motives for keeping him unbothered if at all possible.
Suddenly aware that he’s been mentioned by Luanne Joseph’s gaze was broken away from her thick round ass.
“Yea, my dad won’t care!” he stammered trying not to lose the image of Luanne’s deeply defined ass crack and underwear lines in her tight red cotton shorts.
“OK, Joseph. We can keep it at your house. But if my dad says it’s OK he’s moving in tomorrow! Now come on your mom got us hot pockets for the sleep over!” Bobby cried.
They both ran off towards Dale’s house. Joseph clumsily looking back at Luanne then disappearing behind his dads minivan. Luanne felt sick again as a result of seeing the dead insect on Dales truck. “He’s gross” she thought as she considered the type of guy who would have that on his truck. Then she turned and walked towards the sliding glass doors. Now sick to her stomach for another reason.

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The light were on but nobody was in the kitchen. The thought had occurred to her to rip one final cigarette before she went in but at this point was numb and plus Aunt Peggy didn’t want her sneaking cigarettes in the back yard anymore. The numbness was slightly lessened at the thought of Aunt Peggy. Basically Luanne’s mom now she felt close to her but more on a friendship level. She thought Aunt Peggy was one of the most intelligent people in the world even though most of the world thought, while friendly in her own way, she was an over confident windbag. Suddenly Luanne became aware she was standing at the sliding glass door looking into the house but unable to open the door. She was temporarily frozen in time as she neither wanted to go in nor continue to stand there looking like a weirdo. As she began to raise her hand to the door the light went off in the kitchen. Luanne stood there with her hand on the door handle for a few seconds. Then she slowly opened it. There was no risk of creaking or grinding as he kept everything in perfect working order. This thought caused knot to return. She slowly closed the door behind her and locked it. As she walked to the doorway to the living room she could hear Aunt Peggy talking to herself. Something about “fixing something when he should be in bed”. The acute awareness that often goes with sneaking around suddenly fell out of her. Numbness was all that was left. He was awake. In the garage. The sweat returned to her forehead. She swallowed the lump in her throat. She didn’t want to talk to Aunt Peggy in this state so she waited in the dark kitchen until she heard Aunt Peggy in her bedrooms bathroom then slipped into her bedroom. She shut the door and leaned against it. No lock on the door. There used to be one until a few months ago. She started crying quietly. She sat down on her bed and took her shoes off. She had white ankle socks on with pink paws dotted throughout. She peeled off her red shorts and dropped them into her hamper. The white cotton underwear matched her socks. She slipped on Jaime’s Arlen High sweatpants and got under her covers. She felt exhausted from the mental anguish of the past hour. Foolishly she held onto a single hope as she always did at this moment. Laying on her side in her room in his house she hazily stared at the clock on her night stand. Cigarette smoke and winterfresh gum on her breath. The clock read 10:32 PM…

To be continued.

My dad recently remarried a woman I don't really agree with. She has a daughter my age too and I've seen her around school before. My dad and step-mom decided it'd be nice to go on a honeymoon. So Lizzy and I figured why not throw a huge party? Well, we're both sort of social outcasts and don't really talk to many people. Few people showed up -- just our normal friends but nobody fun or interesting. In our new home we found where they keep the alcohol. So Lizzy and I break it out for all 10 of us. Eventually everyone gets all loosey-goosey and we're just hanging out. My friend Abi decides that we should play truth or dare. So everything is fun we do the usual "Have you ever french kissed someone?" and flicking off passing by cars. Then Lizzy started to get crazy. We're all girls here by the way -- around 10-13 years old. She dared me to kiss Abi. On the lips. I did it. It was nice. I kissed a boy once but he wasn't very cute. And it's not that I find her cute it's just that her lips were nice and she had the perfect pressure. I heard about "feelings" before from the TV and I thought that what I was feeling were the feelings that people mention. But I didn't say anything. The night ended shortly thereafter and everyone went home. Our babysitter came back upstairs -- she was in the basement the whole time watching TV. She wanted us girls to have our fun. She's my older cousin. Needless to say, when Lizzy and I go to lay down we usually talk for a while keeping each other up -- we feel like it's like a sleepover everyday. We get really giddy. She asked me what it was like to kiss Abi. I tell her, then I started to go into details about how it made me feel. She was intrigued. She wanted to feel that too. She crawls into my bed and tells me to close my eyes. I do. The next thing I know i feel her warm soft lips press against mine. The sensation is immediate. Shivers crawl up my back and i get goose bumps. Then she tells me to do it to her too. I do. She laughs a little and says that she thought she felt it too. Then she starts to touch my stomach and asks it felt weird around there. It tickled so I laughed a bit and said yeah. Then I started to tickle her back. Eventually we're tickling each other laughing really loud yelling at each other to stop. The babysitter comes in and asks if we're okay. We laugh and say yeah. She says she found the empty alcohol bottle and that she won't tell. She asked if we felt alright and we did. She goes back down. Lizzy then came back into my bed and asked if she could sleep with me for the night. I say yeah. Next thing I know Lizzy kisses me again. She says she wanted to feel it again. This time I grabbed her area and said I feel something down there this time. She says me too. So we get naked and keep kissing each other trying to find where this feeling is coming from. We can't find it but we did find something that felt good -- really good when touched. We also touched our boobies and they too felt good. So we keep touching them and feel this amazing feeling about the same time. We wonder what it was so we get dressed to go ask our cousin. We go down there and she's watching something stupid on tv. We tell her we wanted to know something. She starts telling us about boobs and vaginas. We think it's so cool. We tell her what we did then she goes -- show me. So we get naked on the couch and start doing it again. She then says that it's better if we use our mouths and tongues instead of our fingers. Then she sits next to us and says she can show us if we want. We let her and oh my god was it amazing!!!! I cannot believe I've never felt this way. Lizzy wanted to know what it felt like so I did it on her for like 5 minutes but I think I was doing it wrong. My cousin then asked if she could try and Lizzy immediately had the feeling. Jenny said it was an orgasm and that they're amazing and lucky we can feel them. So we run back upstairs and keep touching each others vaginas all night long and using our tongues. We have like 20 orgasms before we fell asleep. Jenny came up in the morning and woke me up by licking my vagina. It was amazing. I want her to visit again soon. She does it much better than Lizzy but Lizzy's getting better. I'm so glad my dad and step-mom went on a honeymoon.

So this quarantine has obviously been getting to everyone. Going a little stir crazy, I convinced T, my girlfriend of about 5 months, to stay a week with my brother, R, and his fiancée, A.

Let me describe everyone real quick. T is tall, thin and gorgeous, A is stout, curvy and with hugs boobs. Me and my bother are average, neither heavy but not in shape either. We are all in our late twenties.

It was kinda fun, just a change of pace, but still boring and with little to do. Often there were some awkward situations that arise from being in close quarters; their condo is only 3 rooms, not including kitchen and bathroom. A few days in things started when T was sleeping and R was outside. I really had to pee while A was showering and just had to go in. She laughed it off and we carried a conversation for like 10 minutes. Their shower had frosted glass doors so I could see her body silhouette as she washed as we talked. It was so hot. More comfort and boundaries starting to wear away as the days went on. At one point I flipped onto a movie that involved swingers and I thought what if we did that.

I have long thought A was hot and would definitely hit that. And I know R has had crush on T for so long; our families have been friends for many years and she has been gorgeous as long as we could remember.

I decided to try and make this happen, partly out of boredom and just to see if I really could. The vogs were turning.

So late the next night I put a movie on when I knew they would be watching; it had plenty of sex scenes. I suggested we make it a date night and date the others. They seemed a little nervous but shrugged it off since it seemed innocent enough. There were a couple glasses of wine and a smidge of weed and everyone was pretty chill as we watched. R and T were cuddled up under a blanket on one end of the couch, me and A on the other end. I got a little bold and started rubbing A’s waist and side softly and she started rubbing my thigh back. As we got into the steamy scenes, the touching and cuddling intensified. T and R got more close and relaxed and there seemed to be a lot of shuffling under the blanket; I wonder what was going on under there.

As the movie ended there was a long awkward silence of what happens next. There was this shared look of if we were really going to see this through. R said that dates rarely ended right after the movie. We stayed together on the couch as we were for a while, still cuddling, which turned to touching and some making out. I could tell R was loving getting all up on T after all these years; he’d had a huge crush on her. Finally the moment came and the other couple went to the guest room, just across from their bedroom.

Me and A stayed on the couch for a few more minutes before I led her towards their bedroom. She seemed more nervous now, she wouldn’t shut up, rambling on with small talk or other things, almost trying to distract herself from what was happening. As we walked by the guest room, the door was open; he was laying down on the edge of the pulled out daybed and she was already stripped down to only her panties and kneeling on the floor sucking his dick. We went in and I decided to leave the door open since they did. The rooms were parallel and only like 7 feet apart. I figured it might be hot for each couple to hear the other.

We stood next to the bed and she kept gabbing absentmindedly, even as I calmly pulled her shirt over her head and her huge tits just plopped out. I started kissing her and got my hand down the front of her pants and started fingering and she started to stutter and quake. Once I had her stripped I laid her down and once I started kissing at her inner thighs and pussy lips, that shut her up. As I ate her out we could hear some of what was going on in the other room; squeaking of the day bed, periodic moaning and grunting and the gross suctions and slapping of genitals. From the sound of T’s moaning it sounded like he was fucking her in the ass; I could tell.

I hoisted A’s legs up by her head, she looked like a sideways G, and she seemed both shocked and a bit uncomfortable. I held her legs up there by the ankles, with her pelvis up off the bed, so I could tongue her asshole. I love that, and despite my bro telling me she didn’t like that stuff, she seemed to be loving it. She was moaning like crazy as I alternated between both holes. I came up and held her in that position as I started fucking her ass. It was prob a little to hardcore but I wanted to enjoy this while I could. We did it that way for a while then we switched to her on top. It was nice because we could talk and look at each other and I could see those big titties bounce.

Her riding me was the best but I kept hearing sounds of ecstasy from the next room. I flipped her onto her stomach and did her from behind and laid mostly over her so I could look across to the other room. All I saw was one of T’s legs sticking out in the air, looking like he was fucking her in some weird position, her toes kept clenching and stretching. T then let out a long squeal from cumming. Wanting to one up them, I slid out of A and started fucking her ass again, and all you could her were her moans. I won the night, and we all crashed around 1 am.

Come morning, surprisingly, it didn’t feel weird. We decided to continue with the swapped couples for the week and enjoy ourselves under the circumstances. I fucked A in every single room; the kitchen, in the shower, on the toilet, on the couch, in the guest room and in both of our cars. I especially liked fucking her on their bed. Also keep in mind that when I’m fucking my brothers girlfriend of 5 years, his soon to be wife and my sister-in-law in a room, he is usually fucking my girlfriend in another one. All of us have had times where we have walked in on the other couple getting busy and it’s so hot. I walked into the bathroom and all I saw was T’s long sexy legs sticking straight out of the running shower flopping up and down; R obviously having her propped against the shower wall. I watched them while I pissed then left them be. I had at point looked out the window and saw them fucking in his car; he was on top of her in the reclined driver’s seat and her legs stuck straight up and actually braced flat on the car roof. It was weird looking but kinda hot to.

Usually they left the house together to do some minor grocery shopping and fucked while they were out(T would tell me). This time he went out alone for over an hour. T sat on one end of the couch playing with herself while watching me fuck A at the other end. A then took a nap and me and T “cheated” on the swap by sleeping together again in the guest room. We both felt great being together again. A couple more days of reckless sex and we were done. We swapped back, agreed to never talk about it and me and T went home. Not sure how it will affect R & A’s relationship but we had fun.

wtf is it with you guys that post whatever TF u want, wherever you want, topic of the group be damned? I see the same motherfuckers every single day posting the same lousy, low resolution, off topic garbage content, over and over and over, in every group they’re members of, regardless of the groups theme/topic. For example, today I was looking for “nice teen booty” stuff and out of the 5 or 6 groups I checked out, the same 2 dudes were posting pages and pages of pictures of their little ugly bent dicks and tribute pics that look like they were taken in the 1980s in every one of them except for ONE?!?! Instead of cluttering up someone else’s group and making them have to go to the trouble of removing it, why not make your own fucking group instead? Then you can go crazy and post the same 300 pictures of your little ugly dick or photos of your fat ugly wife that were taken 25 years ago and you won’t be inconveniencing anyone! It really sucks when you go to a “Big Boobs” group looking for big boobs to whack off to but instead you have to weed thru hundreds (sometimes THOUSANDS) of old tribute pics, old photos of someones wife with no titties whatsoever, scat pictures, bugs on peoples genitalia, in order to finally come across a picture of BIG BOOBS! By the time you find what you came for you’re not even horny anymore because of all the bullshit you had to go thru because of inconsiderate members like Donna2, BritKink, SexoyMorbo, BootSkinHead, and many many others who clutter up and ruin every group they’re in. These fucks take up so much of the Group Generals and Moderators time by making them weed thru all your bullshit content and removing it from the groups. Nobody wants to see 300 photos of your small, ugly, warted up dick or 150 photos of your ugly old lady, 140 of which are basically her in the same pose. Stop being delusional and stop being so fucking inconsiderate. If the groups topic is big boobs, DONT POST PICTURES OF YOUR UGLY LITTLE DICK OR YOUR FLAT CHESTED OLD LADYS HAIRY PUSSY FROM 30 YEARS AGO OR YOU “TRIBUTING” OLD POLAROIDS! POST BIG BOOB CONTENT! TF is wrong with you weirdos? 

I really wanted to fuck my grandma once.

I always was a little bit curious how is it with older, experienced woman. Last year my grandma turned 65. Shes hubby brunette with big boobs and round ass, without any man in her life for last 6 years. She looks like she could be my mom. I never seen her as a women I want to get, but I can't deny - we had some kind of magicial connection. I love her in the way human loves the closest person in family. And I know she love me too and she's pround of me. She's also very open to me. When I was young my parents wasn't ready to talk with me about sex, girls and guide me somehow. But my grandma was. And she always speaked the truth: about girls, about sex, even about her experiences.

It was winter and I came to visit her. I wanted to help preparing for Christmas, talk about changes in my life, new job and so on. We lost count of time and drank a lot of fruit liqueur. We had a long talk about my relationships, my conclusions about life, girs, sex and creating my own future. She shared her own stories and clonclusions too. She told me some things, she never told me before - like for example, that she had threesome once, she liked to kiss girls, when she was younger and she had fuck-friends relation with some guy and she enjoyed it like never before. And she told me, that she mostly liked, how he fucked her in public places. "With passion", she said.
It was late and my bus ran away. I just wanted to call taxi, when my grandma sugested me to stay for night. She have one bed, but we slept together thousands of times so I accepted her offer.

I went to take a bath. For whole visit in shower I could not stop thinking about what she said. I imagined, how that guy fucked her like a piece of slut. I had instant remorse, because it turned me on like crazy. My dick erected so hard, I wanted to touch myself. I wanted to touch her too. I felt bad.

I had no clothes for sleep, so I stayed in boxers and t-shirt. I wanted to hide my erection, holding clothes in my hands, but I think it cound not work. My grandma went to take bath, leaving me on the bed with all these thoughts. When she left, she was topless. She forgot her sleeping shirt. It shouldn't be big deal. I saw her naked before. But today it was a deal. I wanted to come closer and play with these big boobs. She have big, ligh pink nipples. I love these. I wanted to suck 'em immediately. Have them in my mouth. Play with my tongue and watch, how they get bigger.

We turned off the light and went to bed. We again started talking. Topics got hotter. I asked her, if she likes to give head. "Only if it tastes good and is big enough", she answered with smile. She asked me, how I like to do it with girls. I answered that I like them from behind. I wanted to sound manly, but I'm sure I didn't. My voice broken down a couple of times.

I saw her nipples by the shirt. They got bigger. They was ready to taste them. She liked the way we talk and I knew it.

It was cold a little bit. We hugged. I know, she felt my erection. She wasn't even suprised, when her leg found my hard cock. I wanted to pull it out, put it on her hand and watch, what gonna happen. My grandma wanted to act like nothing happened, but her breath told me everything. She wanted to pull me closer.

I put my hand on her back. I wanted to get lower - to her juicy ass. But I was scared, about what happens. I felt, that we moving flowly. I felt so bad and I wanted it so badly...

Our bodies were moving. It is hard to describe, but it is like dancing. Hands were moving, but very, very slow. We obviously wanted to act naturally... like nothing happens. Our lips was very, very close, but then... We did nothing. We got frozen. I desperately wanted her to move. To stop it. To kiss me and start touching each other. In my mind i found milion places on her body I wanted to put my hand on. I stopped breathing, waiting for that moment, but it never happened.

Then she put her hand on my hip just for moment - dangerously close to my cock - and turned to the other side. I got closer and felt her ass toughing my dick. I was holding my hand "naturally" hugging her on breast level. I felt her nipples. I was breathing in her ear.

We started moving a little bit and i felt, how mu dick rubb her pussy. I don't remember so much. Momentally i felt bad, bad one thing i remember clearly - she was totally wet.

We didn't anything this night and any other. We don't see each other as often as we used to.
We both know.
It is hard for me and I don't know, how to handle it. Sometimes I still think about that night - like today - and I would like to live it once again. But other days - I can't think about her at all.
We didn't talked about it. We act like it's cool, but it isn't.
I confused about my feelings about it all.

I confess I had sex with my 55 yr old Aunt over the weekend. Her husband died last year and her only child,a son,lives on the other side of the country. She lives a few hours away from me. My mom called me last week and asked if I could go down and help her out. She is selling her house to move closer to her son and needed a few odds and ends done. It took me most of the day Saturday, she made dinner and told me I could sleep in the guest bedroom if I didn't want to drive back so late. I called my gf ,whom I livewith,and told her I would be back in the morning. We ate dinner and she pulled out a bottle of wine. We drank and started talking about old stories.We talked about her ex husband who was a great guy but for the last ten years was basically bed ridden with some chronic disease. The more she drank the touchier she got. Then she blurted out that she hasn't had sex in 10 years. My aunt was always an attractive woman.She ran and swam quite a bit and always tried to stay fit. She is stil attractive for her age so I tried to encourage her and told her that there were tons of mean who would love to be with her. She looks up and stares in to my eyes and asks, are you one of them, before I could answer she leaned forward and kissed me. We started making out and in my mind I'm thinking what the hell is going on but the wine and my cock are both down with it. She slides her hands down to my cock and feels my erection. She starts to stroke my cock then pulls my pants down. She engulfs my cock head in her mouth and starts to give me the most lustful blow job I've ever received. After a few minutes I tell her I'm going to cum soon and she immediately stops. She looks at me again and says I need you to fuck me.She pulls me up and we walk to her bed room. We make out more and I undress her. She obviously had a boob job in the past and still had pretty perky boobs. Her body was good but the crazy part was her vagina was as bald as can be. I laid her back on the bed and went down on her. I felt like a mad man and went to town eating her out. It tasted wonderful and smelled perfect.I got crazier and crazier and started licking her asshole,which makes my gf go nuts. After 10 minutes she grabbed my face and said please fuck me. I got up and slid my cock in. It was so tight. I fucked her slowly for a minute or so and she goes fuck me hard. I started to rail her and my balls immediately seemed like they were going to explode. We may have fucked for 5 minutes and she says oh my god Im going to cum.She starts to moan and scream and I blow my load deep inside her and collapse next to her.She kisses me then tells me thank you,which felt odd. We fall asleep and I wake up to my phone ringing at 10 am. My gf had texted my quite a few times and reality kicked me in the face. I just fucked my aunt. I get up she's not in the room. I go to the bathroom and take a good hard hangover after sex piss. I get dressed and find my aunt sitting in her living room with a look of horror on her face. She looks at me and breaks down crying and apologizing. I tell her it's ok and nothing will change and I won't say anything to anyone. I tell her I need to leave. She stands up and hugs me to say bye. Then starts to kiss my neck. We start making out again. She whispers in my ear fuck me again before you leave,my pussy is so wet. I sit on the couch and she sits out my cock and rides it like it's the end of the world. I lasted a little longer this time but after maybe 10 minutes i bury another load deep inside her. We make out some more and she slides off my cock and lays on the couch. She grabs her panties and uses them to catch the cum dripping out of her pussy. She says, tell me who's your favorite aunt.I said you are. Then she devilishly says go home to your gf.

I feel pretty guilty but I thought it was just a one time thing. Until she called me this morning and asked me to come back Saturday to do some "work" for her. My gf has to work so why not have some worry free sex for a few more weeks until she moves away.

One night I love to remember was when I was about 12 yo and was laying in bed with my mom in complete innocence watching a new Friends on the tv. While we laid there she would rub my head while I lay in her lap and I would swap out to rubbing her back. But at this age I was becoming very sexual and in a discovering stage. I had began spying on my family around the house, watching under the door with a mirror while they showered, etc. Anyways, on this particular night my mom fell asleep while in the bed with me still rubbing her back. I turned off the tv and laid there anxiously for what felt like eternity just softly rubbing her to a deep sleep. After her breathing was heavy and regular I began working her shirt up her back. I laid there for at least 15 minutes get aroused by the smoothness of her back. Eventually, I worked her shirt so high that her fake breast held it back. I grazed my and over the top of her shirt to just graze her breast. Instead of bras she chose to wear baggy tshirts constantly so i could see her nipple through her shirt. I lightly grazed it and rubbed in the particular pattern.

This got me so horny I had to pull out my dick and start rubbing it. It was so hard to not just finish at this point but I was determined to take advantage of my heavy sleeping mom while I had a reason to be in her bed alone. After a bit of teasing myself I went back to the goal of getting a boob out. I gripped the edge of her shirt stuck on the edge of her boob. The extra skack from her being on her side allowed me to manuever a single boob out eventually. I went crazy I was so scared to touch it that I light rolled my palm across it. At this age and unexperienced I almost lost it again.

After a few moments of regaining my self I just sat up and stared at it. I rubbed my hand over the top of it and lightly squeezed. I got so turned on feeling the between her breast with a light sweat in the middle. I stuck a single finger between her breast and just moved it around. This turned me on so much that I began touching myself while rubbing her boob.

After awhile I stopped and took and break to make sure she was fully asleep. Her bedroom had a bathroom connected and I waited im there behind the door peaking throiugh the crack at her. I rubbed myself just to just watched her sleep with her shuirt pulled up. My moms boobs were about a D and fake so they were perfectly formed with a dark brown always hard nipple. My mom is a workout nut so her body was always stunning even at her age at this time of ~45.

Based on yalls interests more to come. Real but obvisily no pics because at this time digital cameras werent even close to what they are now much less phones or anything else. Everything I saw was from her window and my eyes adjustment to the darkness.

This will be a long one, so, have that in mind.

I am 41, in my second marriage. I have one offspring from the first, and two from the second. I am ugly, and my only advantage were the big boobs, when I was young and slender, but now I got fat, and have no aces up my sleave.

Both of my husbands are the same, dead beats, not capable of doing anything right, unemployed, so I am carrying the weight for all these years. Only time I felt alive, was between marriages, and even then, my looks weren't of much use, I dated an older guy, who died during our relationship, and then had casual sex with a black man, which is a big deal over here (eastern Europe), since no one wants to go near one. And I had that one night...

My husband haven't had sex with me for years, two at least, and here I am, on a porn site.

About that one night. I have a friend, this insanely beautiful blonde. We met back in college, and she was with her, now husband even back then. We kept in touch all these years, even though he became a successful lawyer, and now they are living a life unimaginable for me. He is, everything a woman can dream from a man, tall, handsome, works out, rich, perfect manners, just an entire package.

We are each other's confidants, for over 20 years, she knows all of my struggles, and she has none. We hang out, at least once a month, I go to their place, we drink, laugh, watch a movie.

These meetings of ours were the only light in my boring life.

By now, you already have an idea what happened. We had a lot to drink, he was almost passed out on the couch, we were a bit to the side, talking naughty talk, I was, as usual, bitching about my lover at the time, the one who died two months after that, telling her how he never goes down on me, while I go down on him every time.

"M will do it," she just said, "if you want to. M, will you go down on her."

"Gladly."

I started laughing, but then he got up. I looked at her, and she was smiling, and this might be a good time to mention that they are pretty free spirited people, but I never imagined in this way. He pulled down my pants, and I felt ashamed, because of my bush, but he dove right into it. She was still smiling, and drinking wine.

"I am too drunk," he exlaimed,"come here."

He got on the big sofa, and just pulled me towards him, wanting me to sit on his face. So I did. I was facing his nether regions, and he started to pull his pants down, while I was moving like crazy, rubbing all over his face. He was big, really big, and I wanted to swallow him, but just before I wanted to lean, she got there, and took matters in her hands, and mouth.

That was the first time I came.

Then she got on top of him, and started to ride him, facing me. I went in to kiss her, and she kissed back, but when we moved away, she smiled, and just nodded no.

When I saw her cumming, that was my second time. It was flawless.

She got off, so he pushed me and just said "hop on".

I went for a cowgirl, wanting to face him, but he just showed me turn the other way around. So I was in a reverse cowgirl, trying to stay alive, when he announced that he is cumming. As I felt him spurt the seed in me, I came for the third time.

I was too drunk to remember how the rest of the night went, I recall feeling awkward, and that I got home really quickly. I thought this will be the end of our friendship, but, no.

She called me two or three days later, and flat out told me that they think that night was great, but both agreed that should never happened again, or it will influence our friendship.

And, I never felt weird nor strange after that, they both acted like nothing ever happened.

I masturbate to the memory of that night, at least once a week, and I wish, oh, how I wish, that such night can happen again.

But I know it wont. It has been five years.