Date: Sat, 12 Nov 2016 14:52:42 -0800 From: Dan B <pnub1113@gmail.com> Subject: After All Those Years - Chapter 8 incest section Author's note: This is true story. Those memories just keep reappearing in my mind. After All Those Years Chapter 8 Steve had made a bit mess all over my chest. My "mess" was in his mouth and quickly swallowed. Exhausted we both stood and found a flashlight. The moon was full that night (maybe that was what was different) and that gave some light through the gabled end that was glass all the way to the peak. We made our way down the stairs to the sink so I could clean up. Steve actually needed to clean up also because cum was still dripping from his soft member. We heated some water (melted snow) and washed up. Then we went to bed after filling the wood stove. Steve went to his bed downstairs and I went to the loft and slept on the bed where we had just had sex. Lol Occasionally I would move just right and find a wet spot. Oh well, such is life. I awoke five thirtyish to sounds of Steve starting coffee and breakfast. We had filled the coffee pot with snow before we went to bed. It had melted and was ready for the strainer, filter, coffee and cover. Soon I heard the coffee start to perk on the gas stove. By now Steve had started bacon and eggs with English muffins of the side. During Breakfast Steve said, "Do you want to go riding?" "Sure do!" I said. I saw a small grin on his face but I did not question it. We did the dishes and got dressed to go riding. When I opened the camp door I understood Steve's grin. We had gotten about sixteen inches of snow during the night. We had to shovel to get to the machines and then shovel them off. Just as we were about to start off I had to go to the bathroom, but first I had to re-shovel the path to the outhouse. Twenty minutes later I returned and we started off. Steve told me to lead, so I did. I had no idea where I was going but it didn't matter. He knew all the roads whether it was summer or winter. It is difficult to explain my thrill of driving through many feet of snow that was untouched. Show flew into the air, hit the windshield of my snowmobile and defected. I found myself laughing out loud with glee until we came to a chain across the road. No I did not hit it but we had to turn around and the space was very narrow. We each had to get off our machines, wade through hip deep snow and kick away the snow in front of our machines. Inch by inch we were able to manually pull our machines around enough to finally start them up and go back. Steve told me later that he knew we were going to have that problem but he could tell me because I was going fast ahead of him. It was lucky I saw the chain just in time. Anyway we played like this for hours. In fact we skipped lunch because we knew it would get dark early and the lights on the snowmobiles were not that great. Let's fast forward past getting back to camp, getting our suits off, having supper, doing dishes, playing cards and drinking seven and sevens. I made sure while we playing cards that I was purposely distracting Steve with different sexcapades. I could see him squirm and adjust his package ever so often. At one point I got up to refresh our drinks and when I returned to the table Steve was sitting there with his hard cock out and pointing straight up. I can take a hint! I dropped to my knees and swallowed him pube deep. I worked up and down on his stiff cock and also slowly removed his clothes on the bottom half of his body. All the time he just enjoyed and moaned and pulling my mouth deeper onto his cock. Slowly I encourage him to stand and turn facing the back of the sofa. I moved him forward until his cock was pressing against the sofa. Then I bent him over and started gently licking his ass cheeks. By the squirming I could tell he wanted me to hit the target but I held off and teased. He lifted one leg up so I could get in deeper. When he did this his cock came into view. It was dripping precum down the back of the sofa, so I pulled it forward and sucked on it a bit until I cleaned up the precum. I went back to his ass and started letting my tongue make little circles around his pucker. He was pushing back and squirming. I finally decided to hit the target and he howled. The tip of my tongue darted in and out until he was rocking. "Fuck this." Steve Said, "Let's get upstairs before I blow my load and I don't want to do that yet." I didn't want him to cum either because he didn't know it but I had other plans for him. Steve didn't know it but I had a new tube of Glide, non-staining silicone lube in my bag. We went upstairs and immediately Steve laid down on his back on the bed. I'm sure he thought I was going to suck him off or that we would 69 and suck each other off. Nope! I got the Glide and put quite a bit on his hard, thick cock. I then put some on my butt and a little ways up my hole. I crawled up on the bed, straddled his body and slowly lowered my ass onto his cock. "Oh my fuckin God" he said, "You better hurry because this is going make me blow." I wiggled a bit to get the tip past my sphincter. Then I dropped all the way on. I could feel his bush against my ass cheeks. I slowly primed up and down. I'm glad we had no next door neighbors because they would have thought I was killing him. He basically begged me to fuck him harder and harder. After the initial pain wore off, his hard cock felt fuckin fantastic deep in my ass. All the time I pumped my ass up and down on his cock his hands were kneading my tits and my hairy chest. That turns me on but it really turned me on when he pulled me forward and started to suck my nipples one and a time. I was afraid I was going to cum and I wanted him to cum fist. He DID. Oh did he cum hot sperm in my ass. I could feel the hot spurts and the pulsing of his pumping cock. Before he finished cumming he took my cock in his hand and stroked me for about a minute until I blew all over his chest again. Yes we went downstairs, heated water, etc. The next morning we cleaned up camp after breakfast, loaded up the sleds and drove the machines back down the mountain. What an experience that was! And I am not talking about the trip down the mountain. Lol ________________________________________________________ All of my stories may be found by clicking on the "Authors" button Author's notes: If you enjoyed Chapters 1-6 of this new story, I'd appreciate hearing from you. My address: pnub1113@gmail.com Please include the name of the story in the subject line in case your email lands in my junk file.Note the title of my stories because the story does not end here. Please consider donating to Nifty. 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