The Story of Joanna - Part 2
The Story of Joanna - Part 2
When he touched my pocket, it was like an electric shock running through my whole body. It felt so good that I could feel him touch me for the first time even though I had wanted to many times. His hand slid over the pocket and his fingers stroked my throat driving me crazy feeling his dick pulsating in my hands. In the kitchen Mom said "Eat my ass? Can you give me this cute tape on your butt?" My dad quickly replied: Get down from there and get on all fours that I'm going to tie you up right now". Mom came down, helped by Dad, and got almost four feet tall, leaning against a chair. Daddy took out a jar of margarine, grabbed some and put it in her butt and his cock "oh, this is ice cream" said Mama. "Relax, I will warm your ass soon, bitch!" Papa stood behind her, pointed the head of the stick between her buttocks and started forcing forward. In an unexpected gesture for me, Mother punched my dad's cane, jamming the cassette into his neck at once while simultaneously suppressing a scream with her hand. From where we stood, you could see the tears streaming from his eyes, his face twitching in an expression of great pain. As time went by, his expression was changing, he took his hand out of his mouth and began to groan "oh how sweet, what a sensation is feeling your dick on my ass. It's the most delicious thing in the world, you kill me with pleasure motherfucker". Dad, between moans said "I love it when you swallow my cock all at once into that butt. It was delightful to feel him go straight up into that ass. Is this how you like it son?" Mommy whispered between moans "you know Omo I love to feel the pain that he causes when everything comes at once, when it seems like tearing me apart. The pain is almost unbearable but it's the way I like, I like feeling pain and then going on feeling pleasure as now. Push more, push harder I love this, your child". My parents surprised me every moment. Of course I knew they did these things, but seeing and hearing all of what they said while climbing gave us an incredible hard-on. They were really voracious in terms of climbing, I didn't think they would be such assholes. After all, in front of us they lived posing as serious people without showing their deviant side. How could I have imagined that my mother liked to give her ass like this? That she enjoyed suffering the pain from an abrupt penetration such as the one I just saw? Meanwhile, my own butt was blinking all the time with so much hard-on I think if he had a stick on his neck at that moment I would cut it into slices and make him blinks. And it wasn't only my buttocks which were flashing. Lucas's stick pulsated stiffly in my hand as he rubbed more vigorously on my bouquet, demonstrating the hard-on I felt watching his parents fuck in front of him. A heat wave began to invade my body, rising and climbing, and soon I had to cover up my mouth so that I wouldn't scream from such a delicious orgasm with the syringe Luke was making at me. My body trembled, my legs were flabby, almost causing me to fall off so softly. Dad kept shoving the roll into Mommy's ass, deeper and stronger, hitting her groin on her butt making the buttocks tremble she moaned too loudly. I think if we were asleep we would wake up to all that whining from both of them they started moaning louder talking dirty words announcing their enjoyment in a real scandal "Move your arse hottie it bounces off my dick i am going to enjoy a litre of fuck in this very acorn heart" said dad. Squeeze that dick so hard I'll have fun with you too. Rub my pussy, squeeze my hot boob". My brother started to breathe deeply, his cock seemed to grow even bigger in my hand, his hand was clutching my butt in a way that drove me crazy again. Full of excitement, I began punching Lucas faster back and forth as he breathed heavily and then suddenly he whispered softly into my ear: "I will laugh, I will cry aloud, how delicious it is when this punch hits your little brother!" If he was fucking there, the whole floor would be dirty and our parents were going to find out, it'd make a big mess. The trick is put your other hand in front of his dick and let him freely fuck on it. That's what happened next. I started feeling strong jets of hot fucks coming from my hands as he whispered into my ear "I am enjoying horny, you are enjoying nice, don't stop, keep being cute". The two of them went into the kitchen in a deep, noisy laugh and groaned like madmen while my father stuck his dick hard up Mommy's ass as if he wanted to slam it backwards and forties on her butt whilst my brother poured out all the last drops of fuck onto my hand. What was I going to do with all that fucking? While Mum and Dad were finishing their fucks me and Lucas walked away before they caught us full of fear. We left quietly each one to our own room without saying anything or talking about what? Despite the craving we felt, despite how much fun we had, we knew that we'd done something wrong. When I got to my room with a hand still full of fucking Lucas, I was curious to know more about this thick milk. I reached for his nose and smelled the sour smell, dipped one finger in it and put it into my mouth licking it. It tasted strange, different, but I liked it. One day I would even drink that milk straight from the fountain like Mommy did with Daddy. I wiped my hand on an underpant, hid it well and tried to sleep, although thirsty. Couldn't take any chances. The next day, Lucas and I acted as if nothing had happened without talking about it. All I noticed was that he looked at me differently, looking more closely at my body, staring intently at my breasts or legs or butt or the top of my thighs. And then in bath time his ritual would repeat itself with him playing with a stick until they were laughing. With all this going on, I became afraid to go back into his room and see his dick. My fear of being whipped by Mommy and Daddy outweighed my desire to get up there and play with their cock too. The memory of my father sucking on Mommy's blowjob never leaves me. It must have been very good. One day I was going to want someone to do it in me, make fun of me like Mum enjoyed. I started observing more about my sister Vera. She was two years older than me, with hard and pointy middle breasts, a very beautiful round ass, long legs full of golden hair follicles, and a bunch of trimmed hairs shaved at the sides, as pretty as I had ever seen (stupid isn't that? To be able to look at her body more comfortably without creating an awkward situation, I always found a way of being with her during the times when she was showering or changing clothes. When she would take a bath, I'd go into the toilet and hold long conversations while immersed in seeing her sculptural body, water running through it sliding on its lovely curves. As she got dressed, I gave opinions for trying out other pieces, always trying to keep her under my eyes as much as possible. When we were finally separated, I would go to my room and smooth out my own pussy that was already wet, put a little pressure on my groin until it felt good. On the same day when I saw Vera's butt and boobs and Lucas' cock, my enjoyment was fantastic. One afternoon while watching TV alone, Lucas finally touched upon this night of snooping around with our parents screwing each other. At first it was very embarrassing. - Mommy and Daddy do like fucking now, don't they? - Oh, Lucas! What is all this talk about? I know you live by snooping on them. - No, not sneaking around. It's happened that I caught both of them, pure coincidence. - Is it also a coincidence for you to stare at me through the keyhole while I am bathing? Do you think I don't see? I felt cold in my stomach. The bastard knew all along; he must have been showing himself to me. He died from shame. - Just out of curiosity, why did you take so long in the bathroom. You aren't tired of masturbating are you? - How can you get bored with so much reason for touching your pussy? As if you didn't know, I asked: Who do you keep thinking about when you're masturbing yourself? Any special girl? It's not Mom, is it? Keep going. (if you like my story write to me)
When he touched my pocket, it was like an electric shock running through my whole body. It felt so good that I could feel him touch me for the first time even though I had wanted to many times. His hand slid over the pocket and his fingers stroked my throat driving me crazy feeling his dick pulsating in my hands. In the kitchen Mom said "Eat my ass? Can you give me this cute tape on your butt?" My dad quickly replied: Get down from there and get on all fours that I'm going to tie you up right now". Mom came down, helped by Dad, and got almost four feet tall, leaning against a chair. Daddy took out a jar of margarine, grabbed some and put it in her butt and his cock "oh, this is ice cream" said Mama. "Relax, I will warm your ass soon, bitch!" Papa stood behind her, pointed the head of the stick between her buttocks and started forcing forward. In an unexpected gesture for me, Mother punched my dad's cane, jamming the cassette into his neck at once while simultaneously suppressing a scream with her hand. From where we stood, you could see the tears streaming from his eyes, his face twitching in an expression of great pain. As time went by, his expression was changing, he took his hand out of his mouth and began to groan "oh how sweet, what a sensation is feeling your dick on my ass. It's the most delicious thing in the world, you kill me with pleasure motherfucker". Dad, between moans said "I love it when you swallow my cock all at once into that butt. It was delightful to feel him go straight up into that ass. Is this how you like it son?" Mommy whispered between moans "you know Omo I love to feel the pain that he causes when everything comes at once, when it seems like tearing me apart. The pain is almost unbearable but it's the way I like, I like feeling pain and then going on feeling pleasure as now. Push more, push harder I love this, your child". My parents surprised me every moment. Of course I knew they did these things, but seeing and hearing all of what they said while climbing gave us an incredible hard-on. They were really voracious in terms of climbing, I didn't think they would be such assholes. After all, in front of us they lived posing as serious people without showing their deviant side. How could I have imagined that my mother liked to give her ass like this? That she enjoyed suffering the pain from an abrupt penetration such as the one I just saw? Meanwhile, my own butt was blinking all the time with so much hard-on I think if he had a stick on his neck at that moment I would cut it into slices and make him blinks. And it wasn't only my buttocks which were flashing. Lucas's stick pulsated stiffly in my hand as he rubbed more vigorously on my bouquet, demonstrating the hard-on I felt watching his parents fuck in front of him. A heat wave began to invade my body, rising and climbing, and soon I had to cover up my mouth so that I wouldn't scream from such a delicious orgasm with the syringe Luke was making at me. My body trembled, my legs were flabby, almost causing me to fall off so softly. Dad kept shoving the roll into Mommy's ass, deeper and stronger, hitting her groin on her butt making the buttocks tremble she moaned too loudly. I think if we were asleep we would wake up to all that whining from both of them they started moaning louder talking dirty words announcing their enjoyment in a real scandal "Move your arse hottie it bounces off my dick i am going to enjoy a litre of fuck in this very acorn heart" said dad. Squeeze that dick so hard I'll have fun with you too. Rub my pussy, squeeze my hot boob". My brother started to breathe deeply, his cock seemed to grow even bigger in my hand, his hand was clutching my butt in a way that drove me crazy again. Full of excitement, I began punching Lucas faster back and forth as he breathed heavily and then suddenly he whispered softly into my ear: "I will laugh, I will cry aloud, how delicious it is when this punch hits your little brother!" If he was fucking there, the whole floor would be dirty and our parents were going to find out, it'd make a big mess. The trick is put your other hand in front of his dick and let him freely fuck on it. That's what happened next. I started feeling strong jets of hot fucks coming from my hands as he whispered into my ear "I am enjoying horny, you are enjoying nice, don't stop, keep being cute". The two of them went into the kitchen in a deep, noisy laugh and groaned like madmen while my father stuck his dick hard up Mommy's ass as if he wanted to slam it backwards and forties on her butt whilst my brother poured out all the last drops of fuck onto my hand. What was I going to do with all that fucking? While Mum and Dad were finishing their fucks me and Lucas walked away before they caught us full of fear. We left quietly each one to our own room without saying anything or talking about what? Despite the craving we felt, despite how much fun we had, we knew that we'd done something wrong. When I got to my room with a hand still full of fucking Lucas, I was curious to know more about this thick milk. I reached for his nose and smelled the sour smell, dipped one finger in it and put it into my mouth licking it. It tasted strange, different, but I liked it. One day I would even drink that milk straight from the fountain like Mommy did with Daddy. I wiped my hand on an underpant, hid it well and tried to sleep, although thirsty. Couldn't take any chances. The next day, Lucas and I acted as if nothing had happened without talking about it. All I noticed was that he looked at me differently, looking more closely at my body, staring intently at my breasts or legs or butt or the top of my thighs. And then in bath time his ritual would repeat itself with him playing with a stick until they were laughing. With all this going on, I became afraid to go back into his room and see his dick. My fear of being whipped by Mommy and Daddy outweighed my desire to get up there and play with their cock too. The memory of my father sucking on Mommy's blowjob never leaves me. It must have been very good. One day I was going to want someone to do it in me, make fun of me like Mum enjoyed. I started observing more about my sister Vera. She was two years older than me, with hard and pointy middle breasts, a very beautiful round ass, long legs full of golden hair follicles, and a bunch of trimmed hairs shaved at the sides, as pretty as I had ever seen (stupid isn't that? To be able to look at her body more comfortably without creating an awkward situation, I always found a way of being with her during the times when she was showering or changing clothes. When she would take a bath, I'd go into the toilet and hold long conversations while immersed in seeing her sculptural body, water running through it sliding on its lovely curves. As she got dressed, I gave opinions for trying out other pieces, always trying to keep her under my eyes as much as possible. When we were finally separated, I would go to my room and smooth out my own pussy that was already wet, put a little pressure on my groin until it felt good. On the same day when I saw Vera's butt and boobs and Lucas' cock, my enjoyment was fantastic. One afternoon while watching TV alone, Lucas finally touched upon this night of snooping around with our parents screwing each other. At first it was very embarrassing. - Mommy and Daddy do like fucking now, don't they? - Oh, Lucas! What is all this talk about? I know you live by snooping on them. - No, not sneaking around. It's happened that I caught both of them, pure coincidence. - Is it also a coincidence for you to stare at me through the keyhole while I am bathing? Do you think I don't see? I felt cold in my stomach. The bastard knew all along; he must have been showing himself to me. He died from shame. - Just out of curiosity, why did you take so long in the bathroom. You aren't tired of masturbating are you? - How can you get bored with so much reason for touching your pussy? As if you didn't know, I asked: Who do you keep thinking about when you're masturbing yourself? Any special girl? It's not Mom, is it? Keep going. (if you like my story write to me)
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