We are all running around like chickens with our heads cut off. Half naked in the summer heat. All of us over flowing with excitement as we plan for our annual family vacation. We always go to the same beach every year. The condo is plenty big enough for the entire family and the fact that it is on a nude beach with plenty of other families is a bonus. There is one family that vacations the same time we do and they are into family fun just like we are. They are similar in age to a lot of our family members and for the last few years we have come together for some interesting incest fun. This year I have a new idea for our naked twister game on family fun night. It is going to be Messy naked twister. I got a bunch of vanilla pudding that I am going to color with food coloring to match the dots on the twister pad. I am going to pour a pile of the colored pudding on each dot and when we play not only will we be naked but it will be slippery and when we end up sliding we will be covered in pudding that we can lick off each other. It is going to be a fun night for all!
Category: Teen phone sex
Daddy’s pull out game is weak.
Daddy thought this would be good for us.
He has been fucking me for years now.
Normally he pulls his cock out and covers me in cum.
I love it when he glazes my pussy lips with his cum.
But this time he was plowing my pussy, thrusting in and out of my tight hole.
I love it when daddy goes slow and then fast.
Its like he is bouncing me off his cock.
Daddy’s dick isn’t very big but he does know how to use it.
Maybe that is why mommy and daddy are still together.
Daddy knows how to work his cock and he likes to make more like me.
Daddy kept fucking me, fucking me past his pull out time.
Daddy didn’t pull his cock out as he blew his load inside my tight wet cunny.
Instead he filled me up with his cum.
Now I am pregnant with my own fathers baby.
Maybe this time I will be able to keep it.
Pantyhose Fetish
I’m sitting in the bar. You see me from across the room. I’m sitting there, sad, because I miss my Bubba. Of course, you don’t know that. You just see a sexy woman, wearing pantyhose and huge fuck-me heels. You have this wicked pantyhose fetish and you can’t take your eyes off me. You imagine how those long , long legs would feel wrapped around your neck, the friction of the silk hose against your skin, as you rub your cock against pink velvet pussy through the crotch of my pantyhose. You feel the rise of your cock within your jeans as you fantasize about me.
I glance your way, my big blue eyes locking upon yours. You look so much like my brother. My pussy does a quick twitch in my panties. I can just imagine fucking you. Maybe you’d even cry out “Oh sissy, I’m cumming.” as you fill my cunt full of juice. My brother had this moan that always sent me over the edge. I wonder what you sound like when you empty your nuts into a woman. I can close my eyes and pretend that James is home from his long distance job. I ask the bartender to send you a drink.
It’s midnight and we’re riding in your truck. Your hand is on my knee, slowly sliding upward. I notice that you seem intrigued with my silky legs. James always loved it when I wore stockings or hose. I stretch my leg out and lay my panty hosed foot right onto your pulsating package. I wiggle my toes and feel your cock answer. I’m so turned on now. My desire is spiraling out of control and begs to be filled.
You quickly pull into a hidden grove. We’re both inflamed now. You push me back on the seat. I’ve already gushed once through the silken web covering my pussy lips. I can’t get my skirt up fast enough. You’re already rubbing your cock back and forth along my legs as you nurse a swollen nipple. I pump back as you reach my hidden treasure. Your pre-cum mingles with my own wetness. I can’t take it anymore. “Fuck me, James,” I moan. You eye me, confused, and then play along.
You grab the crotch of my pantyhose, ripping them enough to access my slit, and fall onto me like a starving beast and ram me without mercy. Pulling out, with a guttural roar, you spew a massive load all over my legs.
Heading back to the bar, I slip off my pantyhose and roll them into a ball. As I slip out of your truck, I stuff them into your jacket pocket. “Don’t forget me,” I whisper. I know you won’t. Until next time…..




























