All Chapters of Dirty Family Secrets: Chapter 431 - Chapter 440

I fucked that ass. I fucked it hard like she asked. I pulled way out and hesitating, so I could catch Denise's eye for a second, I would slam the whole thing up inside her. There was no rhythm at first, just pull out, wait, and then slam it home. Closing my eyes, I spread her cheeks and developed a long smooth rhythm, so I could enjoy the sensation. I was speeding up, shaking the whole bed, when I felt Denise's exploring fingers reaching for my own asshole. She was a horrible tease, making me take her finger each time I pulled out more than half way. For a while I would just diddle Cheryl's butt, then pulling back Denise's finger would crawl up inside me.I could barely make out her muffled words, "How do you like it, huh," she asked finally getting a second finger in my ass."I like it a lot," I gasped. I drilled Cheryl's butt, and holding steady, I told her, "Go ahead, fuck my ass."Denise started really cramming her two fingers up me, hard and fast, and I could feel her trying to g

"Oooh, Oooh, right there, right there, Steve, GOD, what you are doing to my pussy, ooooooh, Oooohh, that's it, that's it, don't stop, don't stop." Her eyes were tightly closed, and she was biting her bottom lip."Cum for us baby, I love to watch you cum," Cheryl whispered encouragingly."Ooooohh, Steve, Ooooh Steve, there, there, there, YES, YES YES YES YEEEEEEEESSSSSSS, Ooooh, Oooh, Ooohhhhhh, GOD, I'm cumming, I'm cumming again, AGAIN, AGAIN, YESSS, YESSSS, YESSSS, oooohhhhh, enough, please enough, ooooohhh, no moooore, GOD nnnnnnooooooo, nooo, SHIIIT, SHIIIIIT, FUUUUCKK, OOOOoh, OOOOHhhh, Aaahhaha, Ahhha, Ahhha." On this final one she was thrashing all over the bed, and I was concerned for our snack."Shhhhh, baby, it's ok," I told her as I release her legs, and lowered my self down to her body, to stop her thrashing. "It's ok, we're done for the moment." I could feel her pussy throbbing around my cock, pulsing madly. "Cheryl..." I reprimanded, seeing she had not stopped yet."Oh,

"Shit." She mumbled. I'd never heard her say a curse word. Not the perfect and oh-so-proper Mrs. Moffit. Not even a "gosh" or "heck". She leaned back in the bed, still sitting sideways, and let her head loll back, sighing. "I think we filled out every form wrong. This could have been a disaster."We were a first year team, and really didn't have much experience at this kind of stuff. First year teams rarely went to State, and never went to Nationals, but here we were. And we were in way over our head."Be a dear, and grab me a pencil out of the desk, ok?" She asked, sitting more upright and criss-crossing her legs, indian style, with the manila envelope in her lap. Her top barely reached her upper thighs. That damn manila envelope was the only thing between me and that mysterious "V" between her legs.I grabbed the pencil, and sat next to her again."I'm certain they're asking about our first competition. We're going to have to rewrite these answers. You remember each of the roles, ri

I straddled her hips, and placed my hands on her temples and massaged her slowly, until her eyes eased closed. Then I massaged the sides and back of her neck, and her shoulders. I rubbed her arms, and her chest above and beside her breasts, then down her rib cage. Sliding my hands in and up, I rubbed her breasts. I was in unknown territory here. I'd never massaged my mother's front, nor anybody else's, but I wanted to treat this woman to the best massage of her life, before I entered her.My hands were firm, slow and gentle as I massaged her breasts, missing nothing, squeezing her nipples, rolling her breasts across her upper chest. But I was patient, and continued my massage down her body, not lingering long between her legs, but continuing down her calves, and to her feet.She seemed to enjoy the attention to her feet, so I carefully rubbed each one, licking and sucking each toe, as she moaned for me. Then I was working back up her body, once again stopping at the fragrant, moist ga

Now she wants help? Nothings for free.Enjoy.*****I don't like my sister-in-law. Never have. She's a manipulative, deceitful, lying little bitch. And not that particularly good-looking, although she does have the biggest tits of any woman I know. Her husband on the other hand, is a nice guy.What's strange is how they had gotten together in the first place. My wife's brother is a good looking guy. Growing up and throughout college he had his choice of women, using them like Kleenex's. The little known family secret (shared between just a handful of us, during a drunken bachelor party,) was that Chris dated Sheri as part of a fraternity prank. It was a pig party where the guys all invited ugly girls, with prizes for the ugliest. The girls never found out the nature of the party. And Chris, in his infinite wisdom, went back to the trough for more. We were all shocked when they got engaged. Mr. Popular, and the pig-faced, sow of a girl, with an obnoxious twang.Chris dropped out of the