All Chapters of Family Secrets: Chapter 771 - Chapter 780

"Well, I guess that's a start," Karen announced, finally deigning to get near enough to me to give me a hug.We all removed our clothing, climbed among the rose petals. I was about to clear them off the bed, when Debbie stopped me."No. Please, let's keep them here." She asked.Karen and I guided Debbie to the center of the bed, where we spent the next several minutes kissing and caressing every inch of her fantastic body.Debbie sat up and pushed me down onto my back, attacking my cock with her mouth. She lay down between my legs and licked and sucked me like there was nothing else in the world but her and my cock.Karen enjoyed the show for a while, then settled in behind Debbie until her face disappeared between Debbie's legs. Debbie was dedicated, not allowing the distraction to deter her from the task at hand.I felt myself getting close and tried to pull Debbie up before I got too excited."Jack, I want you to come in my mouth. Please." She looked up at me with those big blue ey

She looked so sincere, for once not scolding or teasing, or angry. I slowed to a stop, deep inside her, and lowered myself to her, holding her face, and kissing her sweet lips."Thanks," I told her, "I'll do that. Guide me." I lowered my face to hers again, and lost myself in a deep kiss, that went on forever.She finally pushed me away. "How can anyone stay mad at you?" She pushed me to the side, rolling me onto my back, and straddled me, lowering herself onto my slick and very erect cock."She'll be coming over this evening. Ask her to stay. I bet she will." That was the last she said for a while as she rode me hard. I played with her breasts, and then moved my hand between her legs to rub her clit. Soon her fingers were digging into my flesh painfully, as she brought herself off, using my cock as her own pleasure tool.She sat there, my full length buried, her chest heaving, her breath finally slowing. Then she pulled herself off me and climbed off the bed to my immense disappointm

"So, what do you want to do? Not what do you wish, but what do you think we can do?" She didn't sound angry or irritated; she was just discussing things honestly.I lost myself for a couple of minutes in the sensation of my cock sliding in and out of her tight, nearly virginal pussy. "How often can you spend the night?""How often do you think?" She still wasn't very responsive to my actions, allowing me to have sex with her, but not really into it.My arms were getting tired, and I leaned down and kissed her. Then I rolled over and pulled her on top of me. She guided me back in and was soon laying with her full weight on me, and I caressed her back as I rolled my hips, sliding in and out of her."How often?" She repeated."I...If I had a place for you, I wish you could stay here."She kissed my shoulder, nibbling at the skin. "I don't need much room." Now I could feel the rolling of her hips as she responded to my thrusts."Would you? Would you live here with us?" I was holding her t

I would guess that Chris was in her late 30's. She had a 13 year old son whose soccer team I had coached. I had to admit she looked great for someone her age. She dressed very conservatively and severe at work, but I had seen her in shorts and t-shirts on the weekends, and she had a nice figure hidden away. She wore her hair up every day, but it looked great down.It was strange. It seemed the more sex I was getting, the more my mind seemed to dwell on nothing else. I'd never really thought about her that way, but I was wondering just how wild she might be. I caught myself staring at her, my eyes lingering on the gap in her blouse, where her breasts were partially visible, atop a lacy low bra. I was wondering what it'd be like to have my cock riding that valley, her mouth waiting at the end, when I saw that she was blushing at my stare. God, what was I thinking?* * * *Karen came over that evening, and we made our plans for moving her in that weekend. She was excited about the prospe

Karen finally moves in and she finds a way to reward the help.* * * *Saturday morning I woke to the smell of bacon frying, and the sound of laughter. The sun was streaming in through the bay window and the sky was clear and blue as Debbie's eyes. I hopped into the shower for a quick rinse, passing on the shave, and headed out to the kitchen.Jim had showed up a little after 8:00 that morning. He was showing up more and more often around meal-time. Made sense since he lived alone, had no girlfriend, and had no prospects at the moment. We didn't begrudge him the occasional meal since he was always a great contributor around the house, and had done so much to get the electrical working during the rebuild.Jim had a small problem. He was horrible with women. I'd set him up on dates three different times, and watched him self-destruct on two of those when we double-dated. Once a girl was out of reach though, like when they were married, or involved with people he knew, he stopped trying