Date: Sun, 09 Jul 2000 14:32:53 GMT
From: Don't Ask <incestuous_sexfreak@hotmail.com>
Subject: Happy Families 5

Happy Families 5

An Erotic Story by Incestuous SexFreak

All standard disclaimers apply.  This is a story I wrote, intended for use
by adults.  Do not progress further if you are under 18 or if pornography
is illegal in the area in which you live.

Another true story about recent events in my life, though not much incest
this time (don't worry, it's still going on!)  As always, email me with
comments, questions, anything, at the usual address:
Incestuous_SexFreak@hotmail.com.  I'd never had any sex outside of my
family before the events of this story, but that has now changed, as you'll
soon see.  These could lead to major developments in my life... but enough
rambling.  Here's the story, adapted slightly for your enjoyment.


One of my neighbours asked me to babysit for an evening a while ago.  They
had a nine-year-old son, who was asleep in bed the whole time I was there,
and a fourteen-year-old daughter, who I'd have thought would have been more
than capable of looking after the place herself.  However, it was really
her who I was supposed to be keeping an eye on; she's earned herself quite
something of a reputation, apparently, and her parents wanted to make sure
she didn't do anything too irresponsible, and didn't have any boys round
while they were out.  I don't count, for some reason; must be because I'm
so trustworthy.  ;-)

Anyway, I got there, the parents left rather hurriedly, after showing me
where everything was and all the usual shit, and I just prepared to slump
in front of the TV for the next couple of hours.  The daughter, Karen (not
her real name, not that that matters) was in her room, and likely to stay
there most of the night, I was told.  After a while, I thought I should at
least go up to her room just to say hi, so I shambled up the stairs and
found the only room with an unopen door.  I knocked twice and walked in.

I saw a rather attractive young brunette, who was filling out considerably
well for her age, I noticed.  I'd never met her before, so I didn't really
know what to expect.  However, I'm pretty sure I wasn't expecting her to be
in her underwear when I first met her.  She was wearing blue lace panties
and a matching bra, and was pulling her t-shirt off over her head when I
walked in.

"Hi!" she said cheerfully.  She gave me a friendly smile, not making any
attempt to cover herself.

"Hi," I replied, floundering somewhat.  "Sorry, I should..." I averted my
eyes, later than any true gentleman would have done.

"Oh, you don't have to do that," she said, not the slightest bit rattled at
the situation.  "I'm sure a guy like you's seen all this stuff before often
enough.  Maybe not mine, but hey, everyone else has."

Her totally relaxed attitude didn't really make me feel any better, but I
accepted the offer and turned back round.  She was facing away from me,
pulling a new t-shirt on.  I took the chance to ogle her ass through those
panties briefly, and did the same to her pussy when she turned round,
trying not to be so obvious that she noticed me.  I very much liked what I
saw, especially on one so young.  She started climbing into a pair of
jeans.

"So, you're Billy, I guess, huh?"  I nodded.  "I'm Karen.  Which I guess
you know."  Instead of offering me her hand, she zipped up her trousers.
"Well, feel free to have fun for the next coupla hours.  I don't know what
my parents told you, but I'm not as much of a handful as they say.  Unless
you want me to be," she added, with a playful wink.  It was all so
light-hearted I didn't even think anything of it.  "They seem to have
something against me being with boys.  They never let me invite any over
here, or go anywhere where they might be, and I doubt it would help if I
explained that all I ever do with them is have sex.  I'm surprised they
even left me alone with you."

"Oh, I'm a responsible, trustworthy person," I said, trying to hide any
hint of an ironic grin from my face.

"Says the guy who just walked in on me in my underwear to eye me up!" she
retorted, failing to keep any such grin at bay.

"Says the girl who invited me to turn round and face her, after I tried not
to look at her in her underwear!"

"Oh, as if that's so wrong!  Anyway, you blatantly enjoyed looking at me
when I gave you the chance, didn't you?  You don't have to answer that if
it's too embarrassing," she continued before I could get a word in, "but
I'm gonna go grab a drink.  You want something?  I'll bring you up a coke."

With that, she scampered off, and I was left to realise that the
conversation we had just had had in fact been very sexy, especially for two
people who had only just met.  As I was contemplating the possible
implications of this, Karen bounced back in and threw a can of Coke at me,
which I only just managed to catch.

"Here ya go," she said snapping open a can of her own and knocking it back.
"So, why haven't I seen you around town before?  I get out a lot, I thought
I'd met everyone.  Where you been?"

We chatted for some time, in which I explained that I spend a lot of time
at home, without making myself sound like a complete geek (and, obviously,
without telling her what I get up to at home).  After a while, she invited
me to watch a movie with her, as there was some trashy action film on that
evening.  It was half-way through when we tuned in, but we gave it a try
anyway.  This involved us both lying next to each other on her bed,
pleasantly close.  My left leg was against her right, and her hand was
resting gently on my side.  Neither of us really understood the plot of the
movie, but it was entertaining enough.  After about half an hour, she sat
up, leant on her elbow, and looked at me curiously.

"Are you gay?" she asked innocently.  This caught me off guard even more
than any of her previous comments.  "I don't mean any offense or anything,"
she continued, "and it's OK if you are, or if you're not, or whatever.
It's just that any other boy I know would have made some sort of a move on
me by now."  One of the things we discovered in our chat is that she didn't
have a boyfriend, and I didn't have a girlfriend (I could really mention
Suzy).  I attempted to regain some of my composure.

"Well, you know... responsible trustworthy reputation to keep up..." was
the best I could come up with.

"Why does that sound like a hint that you're really a very bad boy,
underneath your reputation?"  she asked, with a hint of that familiar look
of lust in her eyes.  "Come on, you naughty boy.  You can do what you like
with me.  I won't mind."

While saying this, she had leant forward, so her face was now not more than
a couple of inches from mine.  I cupped her cheek in my hand, stroking her
smooth skin, then slid it round behind her head.  I got a good feel of her
long, flowing hair, before gently pulling her towards me so I could kiss
her.  It started off gently: our lips met and touched each other carefully,
then our mouths parted slightly, and tongues began venturing out.  We
tasted each others lips and mouths.  Within another couple of minutes, we
were French kissing, our tongues were diving inside each other's mouths,
and she was lying on top of me to make things easier.  We were both
breathing very heavily by the time I attempted the next step, and reached
up to feel her breasts through her t-shirt.  As soon as I had them cupped
in my hands, she stopped kissing, and moved her head back slightly.

"Ooh," she murmured, with a lot more than just a hint of that lusty look
now.  "You really are a naughty boy, aren't you?  We've barely known each
other half an hour, and already you're groping at my tits."  She reached
down and took the bottom of her t-shirt in her hands.  "Good thing for you
I like naughty boys," she added, before kneeling upright, ripping it off
over her head, and falling back on top of me.

"Yep, I really love naughty boys," she continued, letting me resume
fondling her breasts.  They were smaller than I was used, but she was also
somewhat younger than I was used to, which was exciting.  "I love it when
they undo my bra, and suck on my tits."  I took the hint and began reaching
round to find the clasp.  "And I really, especially, really love it, when
they fuck my cunt hard with their thick, meaty dick."  By this time I had a
nipple in my mouth, and was hungrily sucking away, but I looked up when she
mentioned this.

"I'm getting naughtier by the second, babe," I said.  She seemed happy with
this, and encouraged me to continue my work on her right breast.  I flicked
it up and down with my tongue as my lips tried to enclose as much flesh as
they could.  I could get a lot of her tits in my mouth, since they were
only about 34B's or something, and not fully ripe.  After a few moments, I
noticed that she had slid a finger between her legs, and appeared to be
masturbating through her panties.  I rolled her over onto her back, moved
down to kneel between her legs, then unzipped her jeans and slid them off.
She was still rubbing her crotch through her panties.  I moved my face
forward to lick her fingers and rub my face on her undies.  They were wet
with juices, betraying her obvious excitement.  After rubbing playfully
with my nose for a few seconds, I bit onto the elastic with my teeth, and
slid her final garments off, leaving her totally nude, and myself
annoyingly clothed.  Her pussy was beautiful, so young and soft, with the
beginnings of some brown pubic hair growing around it.  I stroked it gently
with the back of my finger.

"You're so beautiful," I said, before kissing her softly right between her
legs.  I noticed her shiver.

"Oh, Billy, you bad boy!  You've got me completely naked, and you haven't
taken off a thing yourself yet!"  I needed no further encouragement.  All
my clothes were lying on the floor in a matter of seconds except my boxers.
I kept them on, then straddled her face.

"Would you like to do the honours?" I asked.  She grinned wickedly at me,
then grabbed my underwear in her mouth.  I stood up slowly, and she held
on, so they slid off down my legs.  She spat them onto the floor, then I
knelt back down so she could admire my rigid dick.

"Wow," she said, relatively impressed, I think.  "You're a big boy too,
aren't you?  Big and bad, that's a great combination."  She licked her lips
greedily.  "But big, bad, AND tasty..."  Without any hesitation, she
grabbed my ass-cheeks, pulled me forward, and began going down on me with a
vengeance.  Amazingly, she took almost the entire length in, first go.  And
she was good.  She was very good.  She must have had plenty of sex in her
life; I could understand her parents' concerns.  And the really scary thing
is that she's only fourteen!  By the time she's of legal age, she's gonna
be an unbelievably fantastic fuck.  She thrust her mouth onto the whole of
my cock, then withdrew, running her lips over the length of my shaft,
tickling it all with her tongue as she went, before diving back and licking
all of me again.  All the while she was either squeezing my butt or
stroking my balls in her tender hands.  It was a surprisingly long time
before I came.  She seemed to sense it coming, so she pulled my prick out
of her mouth, and wanked furiously for the last couple of seconds, while
licking at just the head of my meat.

When I fuck my sister or my mother, the sensation is heightened because of
the sheer depravity involved in such an act.  It's incest, it's a taboo,
and so it's more exciting.  It was almost exactly the same with Karen;
she's only 14, younger than any girl I've ever had before, and so it was
very exciting.  I shot bucketloads of cum at her.  She didn't seem to want
much in her mouth, but plenty of it covered her face and tits, and got
stuck in her hair.  I came wherever she guided my cock, and shook
uncontrollably with the fantastic feeling of climaxing all over this
gorgeous under-age slut.

"Ooh, you fucking naughty boy!" she shouted when I was finished.  "You've
cum all over me.  And I hardly even got a taste of your sticky semen."  She
kissed the head of my dick and lapped up the cum still hanging from it with
one flick of her tongue.  "Would you lick it off my face and feed it to
me?"

I instantly swung round and lay on the bed next to her, so I had better
facial access to the cum- covered parts of her body.  I gave her left cheek
a long exaggerated lick, then let my tongue dangle out of my mouth, the
taste of my own cum hanging there.  I let her suck it off my tongue.  She
seemed to really like it, and smacked her lips with satisfaction.  I did
the same to the rest of her face and tits, and wherever I'd cum, except her
hair - she wanted me to leave some in her hair.  Having tasted enough of me
as she wanted, she lay back and spread her legs.

"I hope you're going to return the favour now," she said.

"You try and stop me!" I replied, before bouncing in between her thighs and
pressing my mouth to her cunt lips.  I'm a damn fine pussy-eater if I say
so myself, and this was evident in Karen's totally uninhibited wails and
moans of pleasure over the next ten minutes or so.  My face was buried in
her crotch as I lapped at her cunt, rubbing her clit with one free hand,
examing her ass-crack with another.  Her wails heightened into screams as
her orgasm became imminent.  I licked madly at her, and tried to position
her so she'd spray a maximum amount of cum onto my face.  For one second,
her screams stopped, as she thrust her hips upwards as far as they'd go.
Then, she let out a violently loud sighing moan, as my face was splashed
with her sweet fourteen- year-old nectar.  I got a good taste of her -
subtly different from my sister - and cleaned her up with my tongue until
she calmed down and got her breath back.

"Fuck, Billy!" groaned.  "Fuck!  I don't think I've ever cum that much just
from having my pussy licked.  I can't wait to find out what it's like when
you screw me!  Hey, you look good like that," she added, seeing my
cum-stained face looking up at her.  "Very cute.
  You should leave it there while we fuck."

I smiled and licked my lips, trying to lap up some of the cum that had
landed on my face.  Karen opened a drawer on her bedside table, and pulled
out one of a selection of condoms.  Not the most subtle place to keep them,
I'd have thought, but I didn't comment.

"Here," she said, passing it to me.  "It's annoying I know, but better than
risking AIDS.  Don't worry, you'll still be great, and I reckon I'll still
be pretty good too."  I couldn't disagree with that, so I slipped it on,
and asked if she was ready.  In answer, she turned round, and bent right
over, waving her ass in the air.

"I'm ready, baby," she whispered.  "Fuck that cunt!  I need your dick in
me, so just fuck me!"

"You want my cock, slut?" I asked, in an attempt at a deep macho voice.
"Your pussy wants a good hard fuck?  Well, you're gonna get it right in the
cunt, baby!"  I've always been turned on by pointless dirty talk like this,
and apparently so has she.  I pressed my prick against the opening to her
hole, and was amazed how easily it slid in as I penetrated her.  With all
the fucking her pussy must have had before, I suppose it wasn't that
surprising.
  I'm hung quite impressively, but I still got most of my dick inside her,
nearly right up to the hilt.  She closed her eyes, and let out a satisfied
sigh.  Then she started moaning erratically as I pumped my cock into her.
It felt so good, fucking such a sweet young teen pussy from behind.  I
slowly drew out most of the way, then pushed right back in, as far as I
could go.  I carressed her butt- cheeks for some time, then leant forward
so I was almost lying on top of her.  I reached up to fondle her tits, and
the franticness of her groanings increased, so I speeded up my fucking
accordingly.  They soon increased to screams once again, as she bucked
under the pressure of her orgasm, and sent still more juices flying.  I
hadn't quite cum myself yet by the time her climax had subsided, so she
rolled over onto her back, sliding my dick out of her cunt as she did.

"Shit, that was the best fuck I've had in ages!" she sighed contentedly.
"Oh, but your poor little prick still hasn't cum yet, has it?"  She looked
sympathetic, then lay back and opened her legs wide in my direction.  "Give
me another quick screw, Billy.  I wanna taste your cum right out of that
condom."  I climbed on top of her, kissed her neck, squeezed one of her
breasts with each hand, and slid back inside her.  It was a matter of
seconds before I came, and I feared the condom wasn't going to be able to
hold it all.  I filled it with splash after splash of jism, as my body
shuddered uncontrollably.  I plunged in and out of her a few more times,
then my dick stopped twitching, and it was over.  It was so intensely
different to any sex I've ever had before.  Karen immediately started
pulling the condom off, careful not to spill any, then she poured it over
her cheeks, chin, and tits.  Even before she'd asked, I was licking it up,
ready to have her lick it off my tongue again.  When she was clean (of my
cum, at least), we just lay there, holding each other close for a while.
Karen was the first to break the lingering silence.

"You actually like tasting your own cum?"

"Yeah, sure.  Don't you?"

"My cum?  No way."

"Why not?"  This was disappointing, or rather confusing.  In my family, we
all love our own cum and everyone else's.  It seems natural.

"I tried licking my fingers once after masturbating.  It tasted funny.
Besides, it's girlcum.  If I like drinking girlcum, that implies I'm a
lesbian, or bisexual or something."

"And you're not?"

"Heck, no.  Girls have never turned me on."  This I was more understanding
of.  Bisexuality isn't for everyone, unfortunately.  I dropped the subject
and lay with her in silence a while longer.

"You got any more condoms in there?" I asked eventually.  She looked at me
with a sly smile.

"You got any more cum in here?" she asked, stroking my balls.  I smiled
back and kissed her, as she reached towards her bedside table...


We fucked a couple more times before I decided it would be best to prepare
my responsible persona again, before her parents got back.  She wouldn't
let me go near her ass, though.  I touched her there, hoping to at least
finger it, but she asked me not to.  It's very tight, apparently, and
no-one's managed to fit more than a finger inside her without it hurting.
She's very sceptical about anal sex of any kind, but she has expressed a
wish to meet me again for similar activities; I hope to initiate her ass if
this carries on long enough.

When I got back home, my Mum and Suzy had both gone to bed.  My dad was
still up, watching TV.  I told him all about what had happened, and he was
thrilled that I had found someone to fuck, though he is slightly suspicious
of anyone unwilling to even try anal sex.  I told him all about fucking her
pussy, though, which soon got him very hot.  I got down on my knees and
swiftly sucked his cock, delighting in the taste of his thick meat.  We
didn't wake either Suzy or Mum, even when I bent Dad over in front of me
and rammed my dick into his butt.  I wasn't quite drained yet!


That's more or less it, though I've cut some of the more boring bits of
what happened that night.  Let me know what else you want to know about,
and I'll keep you posted in return.  If I don't get any further with Karen,
I'll probably write a fantasy about what might have happened, but if you'd
rather hear more incest stuff, please do let me know!  I know I've said
that, like, three times just in this story, but I really appreciate any
feedback.