An incident happened the other night, quite by accident, that awakened something in me I didn't know I had. Last Thursday night a friend of mine, Larry, came over to talk, drink a beer, and watch TV. He works at the same place I do, and since we had a three day weekend, we were in no hurry to end the night. My wife, Sandy, had to work the next day, and since she was not a night person she went to bed about 10:30. She is also one of the soundest sleepers I know. I have actually shaken her pretty good trying to wake her up before, and still she would sleep.
After Sandy went to bed, Larry and I sat up and watched an old porno flick of his that he had brought over, since Sandy wasn't into much of that scene.
After the first couple of cum shots, Larry exclaimed, "Man, it sure would be nice to have a real piece of ass! It's been much too long since I've had any!"
It happened at his cousin's wedding. He didn't want to be there, hates weddings, but his wife made him go. As she was out on the lawn chatting with friends, he had already made up his mind to choke down the rest of his cake, find her, and tell her he was leaving. If she wasn't ready to go, she could just find another ride home later. That's what he would do all right.
Then he noticed a pretty woman from across the country club lawn. She was extraordinary, blonde hair entwined into a lazy French twist, dotted with babies' breath, softly rounded curves shaped in a tight midnight blue satin gown. It was her eyes that captured his full attention. They were locked on his!
My wife's best friend moved to San Francisco a few years ago and met some guy. They have been dating for a while and they recently came to visit for a weekend.
Both my wife and I are 24 and my wife's best friend Laura is 23 and her boyfriend is 22.
They came to our house the Friday night after they arrived. We were all sitting around in the living room talking by the fire and drinking wine when the topic of sex came up.
We quickly learned that for some strange reason Laura's boyfriend wasn't ready to have sex with her and that the situation frustrated Laura. She mentioned that she was forced to satisfy herself whenever she got "in the mood."
Having a sexual relationship with family members can get started in just about any variety of situations, some because one or more member has the definite hots for the other, and some because of circumstances that arise almost out of nowhere. Mine arose simply because of my sister, and what she did with her birthday present.
Darla got a small, hand-held video camera for her birthday. It was pretty neat, and she went around videotaping everyone in the house. I didn't know that she had videotaped herself, too, and what she was doing while she taped herself.
This is a story that happened about four or five years ago. My life has changed since the time of this story, but it came up in conversation with some friends and they insisted that I write it down. While I have to change one or two of the details so that I don't get caught, the story is essentially true. The woman in question is a real person is hard as that might be to believe.
I was at kind of a low point socially. I had been through an emotionally and finically devastating divorce, and was having trouble getting going again with the opposite sex. My ex-wife, Robin was a beautiful, fiery redhead that I had been totally in love with. Robin had wonderful freckles, a great body with large breasts, and a bright red pussy. I was convinced that she was my sole mate until the day she ran off with my best friend, and most of my possessions. It had been a year, and I was ready to move on.
My girlfriend always seemed to enjoy seeing just how much she could getaway with doing some form of our bondage in public. She does this partly because she finds it fun, mostly because she knows it drives me out of my tree. Usually, I'm able to fast talk my way out of potentially embarrassing situations with Mundanes, but yesterday she very nearly got me fired.
Yesterday afternoon we had lunch together. Afterward, she accompanied me back to my place of work. I thought this slightly unusual, since she had never before expressed an interest in my work (electronic engineering,) but it didn't occur to me that she had something planned.
Karen. My cousin. Sweet flesh of my flesh. She has entered my dreams so often, I smell her in the soft folds of her slips and the humid little panties I snatch from her laundry. She is beautiful in a way that defies my understanding. Desirable and magnetic beyond my will to resist her. Tiny and bright like a bird.
I've watched her, through half closed eyes, move naked through a morning bedroom. A little boy with an itchy bone struggling against a starched cotton sheet. I've watched as she dressed in the grey, dim, morning light. The entire spectacle. Her lush, heart-shaped ass packed into a tight white panties. Dark nylons slipped over a pointed toe and soothed up a slim calf. Flesh peeking from lace. The dark of her nipples huge in a straining bra.