LOGINFurther, a lot of the city is built for winter, and most of the older buildings don't have air conditioning. Mine certainly didn't. Some people put in a window A/C, but my apartment had only the one window, in my bedroom, and there wasn't any space for it. The mac
Further, a lot of the city is built for winter, and most of the older buildings don't have air conditioning. Mine certainly didn't. Some people put in a window A/C, but my apartment had only the one window, in my bedroom, and there wasn't any space for it. The machine would have to rest on my bed. The result? My tiny place turned into a toaster oven. And my sister and I were like two wilted slices of bread.We didn't make any agreements about it, but we slowly started wearing less clothes around the apartment. Jennifer would get home and go down to a tank top and shorts. I changed into boxers and a t-shirt as soon as work was over. We sat on the couch together, ate together -- we didn't have a choice -- and we both showed a lot more skin.About
"Yes," I said. The truth was, after my divorce, I tried dating a bit, but it felt weird. Then I got busy with my career and I stopped caring. I had urges, of course. See Exhibit A of my sister catching me. Sometimes I broke my streak. Went to a bar or hopped onto Tinder. It didn't ever work out. Either the girl wasn't mature enough, or I wasn't dedicated enough, or a thousand other things. I think, at some point, I decided that relationships weren't for me. I figured I'd get a dog at some point and call it a life."You're not ruining anything," I told my sister. I cradled her head and, without thinking about it, kissed her forehead. She melted into my arms. "Living with you like this has been hard, yes, but it's also been kind of wonderful? Coming h
In any case, I got my turn to see my sister naked a few days later. I was in my bedroom, taking a work call. When it was over, I opened my door and there was Jennifer, in all her glory, getting changed into pajamas."Oh shit," I said, mirroring my sibling from before. She was half bent over, lifting her panties off her ankle. Her breasts were bigger than I'd realized. Her stomach perfectly flat. She had a full, brown bush. A cute little butt. I was seeingallof her. Snapshots flashing in my mind."Getting changed here," Jennifer said."I know. I'm sorry." I slowly backed away into my bedroom, like stepping away from a gunfight.After that we had a talk. I had a little fold-out card table I used for meals, so I brou
Our common interest keeps us cumming together.Enjoy....***********"Jennifer can't stay with me this summer," I said."You have that whole place to yourself," Mom said, "You can't make room for your sister?" Even one hundred miles away, her voice was so loud that I had to hold the cellphone a foot from my ear to protect the integrity of my skull."Mom, it's aNew Yorkapartment," I said, "When I sit to use the toilet, my feet are in the shower.""So, don't use the bathroom together," Mom said, as if she'd solved everything.A one-bedroom apartment is a palace in Manhattan, but it's a broom closet anyplace else. My kitchen was in my living room. I slept in a double bed, like a college kid, because it
"There's stuff we shouldn't do," I said."Agreed," Lucy said, "But as long as we keep things within the boundaries...?""Yes," I said, "I'm good with that."As if I could have possibly answered any other way.*With work coming the next day, my parents called it an early night. Jan, apparently, was planning to go straight from her weekend thing to work the next day, so we were on our own. Lindsay, Lucy and I sat on the couch and watched TV, innocent as ever.But once the lights were out, and the house was quiet, we turned off the television and slinked upstairs. We didn't say a word. We didn't need to. Lucy opened her bedroom door and we stepped inside, like soldiers ready to do our duty.As if they'd agreed on it before, both of my sisters stripped off their tops as soon as the door was shut. Lucy's massive melons burst forth, as full and fantastic as ever. Lindsay's little lemons jiggled joyously as they were freed from her lacy bra.I knew my cues, so I stepped out of my pants and
We woke up before anyone came home, thank God. I can only imagine the reaction if someone saw us. Mostly naked, covered in boy and girl cum, splayed out practically on top of each other. We looked like we'd had an orgy and, honestly, we kind of had.All of us slowly dressed, then limped down to the kitchen. Whatever was left of our awkwardness had been wiped away by three, hardcore, stroke sessions."You want to come by again tomorrow?" Lindsay asked as Kara gathered her things."I'm heading back to school, sadly," Kara said, "I'll be back for Christmas, though.""Cool," Lucy said. Her casual acknowledgement that we would be continuing through the winter holidays was almost as arousing as what we'd all done together. A promise of our future promiscuityThe best friends hugged goodbye. then Lindsay and Kara shared an awkward little wave."This was fun," Kara said, "I might have to start up something similar back at school.""Not at home?" Lindsay asked, teasing."Yeah, maybe that too."
Natalie got up and repositioned herself so she was laying across me, cuddled up with her head on my chest. I immediately felt better about the whole thing. I was surprised - and a little embarrassed - that my teenaged daughter had stayed so calm and mature about all this while I had spent the morni
I woke in the cold pre-light of dawn. The cabin was freezing, as usual, though not as bad as that first night my daughter and I had spent there.My daughter, Natalie. Her naked body was still wrapped around mine. I looked down at her angel face and noticed a bit of dried cum at the corner of her mo
How can I describe the feeling of your own daughter's open sex rocking back and forth on your cock? Her body felt so amazing on mine. I was in a state of hyper-sensitivity. I could feel every tiny, fine hair on her body, sliding back and forth against me. I could feel every drop of her vaginal juic
I took the lighter with a disapproving look, but I was busted. She knew I took a hit occasionally so there was really nothing I could say. I got the fire started, and Natalie took a seat on the couch while we waited for the stove to heat the room. I went and turned off the oven, and used my daughte









