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Fearing he had seen something but Motel sex stories wanting to draw attention she had claimed nothing was wrong. Although much like the previous mornings when he had been watching his sister he still had no Motel sex stories if he was right but he was convinced of his reasoning this time. He then wondered if she could have also had some explicit dreams that could have added to her overall embracement.

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Myporn Wapi Watch PORN Movies Love Xxxeexx. Snow stuck to every square inch, and I slowed down even more than I had on my initial journey. Sophie plugged in her iPod, and started off playing some music for us to enjoy as we drove. The musical distraction provided me some relief and I relaxed, even lessening my grip on the wheel. She shot me a disbelieving look. It was just one of those things. Even I had to admit that my daughter was a beautiful girl. She was slender, wavy blonde hair, light brown eyes. Sophie muttered an agreeing response. That makes sense. The night was dark. Hardly a vehicle was seen on the road. That was unusual, since this was a relatively well-travelled highway. Then again, this storm was sure to ground a number of travellers, whatever their business. The thought had begun to settle into my mind, too, but where to stop for the night was another question. A chime rung out. Sophie dug into her purse and pulled out her phone. My daughter made a slight growl. The police want people to stay off the road tonight and only travel if they have to. She grimaced a smile sympathetically. I took a breath and sighed. My daughter was right. It was certainly going to take longer at this rate. I looked over. I could tell she was just as uncomfortable being a passenger on these roads as I was being a driver. Another few miles and a small farming town came into view. It was a place I usually just zoomed past without a second thought. I knew there was a small roadside cafe, but that was it. I was about to drive on to the next town when Sophie noticed a motel just up one of the roads. We pulled up to the office. I got out and faced the weather. It was getting noticeably worse. There was more snow, more wind, and the temperature was dropping. I ran inside, the bells on the door chiming my arrival. The office was at least well-kept, so that was encouraging. A slender, middle-aged man soon walked up from the living quarters behind. In fact My hesitation must have been plainly visible. The owner lowered his face a bit. I scowled a bit. Sorry, sir. In the end, I relented. We struck a very reasonable price, and I paid and received the key before returning to the car. My daughter was playing and tapping away on her phone when I opened the door and sat down. Second, the heater works, but not well. I chuckled an agreement and pulled up in front of our room. Inside, it was clean and comfortable. It had the amenities that were necessary: I put the suitcase down on the floor beside it. Sophie joined me. Moments later, she took her toiletries bag and some comfier clothes into the bathroom. I sat on the bed and turned on the TV. I raised an eyebrow and looked toward the bathroom door. She was in there, doing whatever, so I decided to be the nosy dad and check what was happening in the device. I soon met with disappointment. The phone was locked with a password, but the home screed showed that her friend, Grace, had texted. Every weekend I had my daughter, the pair usually did something together. Often, it was for almost the entire weekend as they regularly had sleepovers. I tried hard not to be too jealous. I realized friends were also important — though, at times, it did seem like my daughter was slipping away. It looked like another weekend where I might not see Sophie as much as I was hoping. A few minutes later, Sophie walked out, ready for bed. I swear, I could have bounced a quarter off her abs if she were lying down. It was the gripping nature of her white shirt that really got me, though. Her full, C-sized teenage breasts were as good as exposed. They bounced as she walked with that slight jiggle that only a youthful body can produce. Cleavage smiled above her neck line, an inviting chasm for my eyes to get lost in. Her nipples, sensitive to the cool air in the room, were poking straight through the fabric. She had a delicious figure, one that every guy hopes to have as a conquest. Then, I realized what I was doing, and gave my head a shake and looked away before she noticed. Sitting up, I announced that I was going to get ready for bed myself. She looked at me with a puzzled expression. In the bathroom, I gave myself a long, hard look. I stared deeply into my own eyes, wondering just what the hell had possessed me to look at my daughter with lustful eyes like that exactly. She was a beautiful girl. This I knew. But, she was also my daughter. I shook my head again, attributing my brief lack of self-control to not having had a woman with me for over two years now. My work was my life, and often took over it. That was another reason I looked forward to these weekends: I scheduled nothing job-related on them so that I could actually relax and enjoy the time with my daughter, giving her my full attention. I quickly got ready for bed and walked out the door. Sophie was already comfortable in the bed, slid over to one side. I smiled. This had actually been my plan all along. Now, with the lustful thought from seeing her midriff still burning in my head, I wanted to keep away from her. If we were in close proximity, there was no telling what other temptations might infiltrate and take root. Sophie frowned. Fortunately, there were some extra blankets and I pulled out a couple for myself. I shut off the TV. Sophie took care of the lights and curled up in her blankets. She was looking at me in the dark room, and I felt a little self-conscious since I needed to undress a little. My daughter was staring at me over the edge of the bed. Her curly, blonde hair fell like an inviting canopy of vines from overhead. I had no doubt that she wore that pouty smile that she always did when she was trying to butter me up before asking for something. I looked up at her. In my chest, my heart skipped a beat, and made up for it with the next one. I swear the thud was loud enough to be heard in the next room. I was stuck. Plus, I was certainly dressed compromisingly. Combine that with the thoughts that had permeated my head earlier, and I knew that it had a potential to be a paternal disaster. Nevertheless, the primal beast inside me began to growl. I knew exactly what it wanted, and I had to keep it chained and locked away. At least until I fall asleep? Now, it was smiling mockingly at me. She pulled away from the edge, as if inviting me into the bed with her. I sat up, rubbing my face, admonishing myself to keep level-headed and calm. This was only to keep her warm. My desires had to be kept in check. And yet, I wondered if my manly instincts would obey. Climbing beneath the covers, I slid up beside my daughter. Sophie was facing the window, so I fitted myself behind her, becoming the big spoon. She lifted her head so that I could get one arm beneath her neck, and I brought my hand to her shoulder. My other arm wrapped around her abdomen. I could feel her skin. The hand in warm water seemed far fetched and pouring water on her seemed to difficult to get away with. Having your brother hastily move to get a water bottle out of there when waking up seemed like a dead give away. Plus the fact she had not wet the bed in years. Fourth, full clean up. Remove her panties completely, wash her, and replace the panties with a fresh pair. This one of course would be the one most likely to get him caught while in the task but the least likely to be caught afterward. There would be no evidence after all but the process would be by far the most invasive. Waking your sister up by taking her panties off full of your cum would probably be punishable by sudden death. Rubbing your sister's bare pussy while attempting to remove your own cum would be rewarded the same way. Even getting the panties back on would cause unexplainable havoc. However if he managed to pull it off there would be nothing that would cause suspicion. He would be in the clear, literally. The minutes past quickly, he had to choose one of them and fast. If he did not pick the choice would be made for him. Eventually he decided on option four. It took him several minutes to finally get the courage to do anything though. Still a large and risky under taking after all. First thing he would need was a new pair of panties. Actually he only reasoned this out as a way of procrastinating but went a head with it any way. Newlyn got out of bed slowly and tiptoed toward Juliana's suitcase opened it carefully. Too dark. This would not do. He could not see anything. Picking up the luggage he snuck into the bathroom. On his way he must have bumped something off a shelf and it landed with a soft thud. He froze, had she waken? He watched her with rapt attention and saw no movement and figured he was in the clear. What had he hit any way, a bottle of some kind? It did not mater right now he would pick it up later there was far more pressing things at the moment. Once in the bathroom Newlyn made sure the door was closed and locked before turning on the light. It was way brighter then he needed or wanted but it was not like he had much of a choice. He opened Juliana's suite case and started rummaging through it. It did not take long to find what he needed, a clean pair of panties. What did surprise him though was the verity. Newlyn only had one type of underwear himself. Simple black boxers just multiple pairs. His sister though had all sorts in fact every pair of panties she had was different in color, shape, design or even fabric. The one he found most interesting was a lacy yellow silk pair. It might not have been silk but it felt like it. They were also the most reveling of any of the panties available. They were not a thong but certainly would show a lot of skin. As tempting as it would have been to grab this pair he thought better of it. He had not consider his sister would have different types of panties. If he changed them on her she would notice. Waking up in a different pair of panties then the ones you went to bed in would defiantly draw attention. Newlyn had a problem here. He would have to match up the panties as best he could. This meant before he picked a pair for Juliana he would need to know what she had on currently. Even though they all looked different there were a few pair that were not so terribly different. It might be possible for one not to notice a swap had occurred unless they had made some kind of mental note. He hoped Juliana had not done so. Newlyn left the suite case in the bathroom and turned out the light. He then snuck back in to find something of his. In his back pack he had a flashlight. He just needed to see what she had on currently. Using the blanket to block most of the light he turned the flashlight on and looked over Juliana's current messy panties. She had not moved since he had left her. She was still on her side with her night gown pulled up reveling her thinly clad lower half. The first thing Newlyn noticed was great big damp spots. A few of which he could even see his own cum had oozed through and was visible in small globes even on the outside of her panties. Seeing it like this even through a layer of fabric he realized just how big of a mess he had made. The panties themselves were dark green cotton with a V shaped frill of lace in the front. Other then the lace they looked a bit ordinary but still unique enough they would be noticed. With the new insight Newlyn slipped back into the bathroom. Damn, none of these pair were like the one she was wearing. The best he could do was a pair of blue cotton panties with a simple floral design and ruffles all along the edges. He grabbed them, closed the suite case, turned out the lights, and headed back into the bed room. After stashing the case back where he got it he head over to Juliana. He gently rolled her over on her back and anchored his fingers on the straps of her panties and froze. It was now or never if he was going to do it, this would be it. Setting his resolve Newlyn slowly started peeling back Juliana's soaking panties. He heard it more then anything else. A sticky sound like tape peeling. He felt it as a little resistance. It was like a very week adhesive but enough that every wet spot resisted his pulling. Soon the panties were pulled inside out they were so sticky revealing his little sister's cum painted pussy and finally exposing Newlyn's disaster, although he could not see it too well in the dark. He had to have a look. With the flashlight still near by he once again filtered it through the blanket and turned it on. At that time there were not really words for it. It was beautiful and horrifying. His sweet little sister was plastered with his cum. He had never seen something so incredibly sexy before and he went hard again. Yet the potential ramifications for his accident, terrifying. He could also not think of a worse scenario to be in. Despite that he could not stop staring. Beneath the glistening mess Juliana's pussy was pale and smooth. Newlyn had figured she had no pubic hair from his fondling but it was even less then he though. She was completely bare. It was very much apparent she had not started growing her pubs yet and Newlyn soaked it all in. He did not think he would ever forget the sight of Juliana's young bald pussy smeared with his viscid semen for as long as he lived. Juliana shivered. This scared Newlyn to no end. How long had he been staring? He was not sure but he was running out of time. Although a warm night his sister was barely covered at all and the exposed lower half coated in cum would not have a warming effect. Galvanized he finished the slow process of taking off her panties. With only a bit of trouble at the hips. He had to slightly lift her to pull them out from under her. She was now only wearing a nightgown. He took the panties to the bathroom and quickly got a damp warm washcloth. He made sure it was warm and well wrung out just damp enough to help clean up. He rubbed Juliana clean ever so gently. He was so tempted to touch her with his fingers but resisted the urge. He had taken too many risks already. Once satisfied with the clean up job he again darted to the bathroom to put the washcloth up. When he returned he had the fresh pair of panties in hand. One foot then the other once both legs were in he started working them up her slender legs. It was more difficult putting the panties on then taking them off but he somehow managed it. Once done he pulled her nightgown back down and tucked her in for the rest of the night. He had done it. He got away with it. Cleaned up and with a fresh pair of panties there was no way Juliana would notice anything. Other then maybe she had a different pair of panties on, but that would be hard to point back to him. Still even though he had made it through the worst of it he was not done yet. He still had clean up of his own. The washcloth was easy just get it wet and wring it out. The panties were a different story these were full of evidence and it would be odd that a single pair of panties were soaking wet. In the end he decided to wash them best he could in the sink and wring them out well and stuff them at the bottom of the dirty clothes bag next to the bathroom door. Surly they would dry by the end of the week and go unnoticed. They had packed enough clothes for the week and would not be doing laundry until they got back home. When that time came their could be a number of ways to explain or get away with the soaking pair of panties. It would not mater now. After all this Newlyn finally went to bed. He was exhausted, thrilled, and bit scared still when he finally fell asleep. All the while he could not help but think he had been forgetting something. Night 5 Tuesday The next day Newlyn woke up anxious. There was no way of knowing if Juliana would notice anything. He watched her closely and only hoped he was discreet about it. The only thing he observed however was a somewhat quizzical expression on his sister after she changed in the bathroom. She also kept looking at her suit case like she wanted to confirm something but never did. This could have all been in his head but if he had a guess he knew exactly what was on her mind, "Didn't I have a different pair of panties on last night? Now in the clear last night started to catch up to Newlyn quickly. He had trouble staying awake all through the day. It was so bad he was thinking of sleeping through lunch, but reasoned he would not wake up again and miss next period if he did. The day could not have been more slow. He just wanted it to end so he could get back to bed. By the time they got back to the motel he only managed to take his shoes off before falling asleep in bed. Hours later he woke famished. Dinner had already been prepared. Although everyone else was already done, they had left him enough to make a meal. After dinner he worked on his homework since he had managed to do so little of it in school. By this time it was close to bed time but he did not feel tired at all. He wondered if he would be able to stay up late but his mother answered that question before he could even ask. She had Newlyn and Juliana both get ready for bed as usual. Did not mater to her that he had a nap or not. Her reasoning, "you will just throw your sleep even further off if you stay up because of a nap. Staying up to watch TV or even have a light on for reading would only disturb every one else in their current living conditions. So Newlyn went through his nightly routine as usual. It occur to him that he had not even thought about sex or his sister at all since that morning until he was in the shower. He got hard in a hurry when he realized what he had gotten away with last night. He would be able to try again tonight just more careful. For how awake he was now he would not be able to think of anything else for a long while any way. He went to bed that night as normally as possible with washcloth on hand. He made a pretense of attempting sleep of course but all he was really doing was waiting. After about an hour Newlyn called to his sister. No response. He did not really expect one though. After the previous night he had learned just how deep a sleeper Juliana really was but it was still better to be cautious. He had got away with way more then he should have already. He was not going to risk it. Before anything else he shook Juliana and called her name even louder just to make sure she was sleeping deeply. She was. Newlyn did not even wait before taking his own boxers off. Juliana was sleeping on her back tonight though. He would not be able to spoon her like that but he could still take advantage of it. First thing he did was lift her light night gown up. With some light pulling he even slid it under her back so it was pretty much completely out of the way. With Juliana's lower half completely uncovered expect for her panties he wondered if he should leave those on or not. He decided to leave them for now and instead slid his hand to her pussy. He inched his hand gently down the front on the outside of her panties. He could feel her smoothness and pussy slit even through the panties. Enjoying the freedom to do as he pleased with her he rubbed her pussy gently through the panties for about a minute. Newlyn then slowly brought his hand all the way up to the top of Juliana's panties and slid his fingers underneath the hem. He then extended his whole hand slowly down the front of her bare pussy. This was the first time he had touched her pussy or any pussy with his hand. As he slowly massaged her pussy he could not help but notice how incredibly soft and smooth it was. As he was doing this he noticed something else. Juliana's pussy seemed to be getting hotter and slicker. Of course his little sister was getting aroused at his touch that is what it was. He reflected he had been a bit selfish so far and had only been thinking about getting off himself but why not get his sister off? He needed no further motivation and began to slowly finger her quickly dampening hole. At first it was just the tip of his middle finger. He would insert maybe half an inch and then trace a circle around her pussy and go back in and repeat. As the moisture increased so did his probing. By the time he was up to the second knuckle Juliana's pussy was obviously wet. About this time Newlyn started picking up the pace and then started probing her with both his middle and index finger. He got a pretty good rhythm going when he started hearing Juliana's panting. Although very much asleep she was also clearly enjoy this. Soon after this Newlyn was pleasantly surprised when Juliana had her orgasm. Her legs clamped together, her breathe came out in short gasps and her whole body was trembling. About this point Newlyn was feeling actual droplets of moisture running out of her pussy soaking his hand and her panties. As he withdrew his hand he made sure to dry his hand off as much as possible on her pussy and smooth skin. That was incredible but now it was his turn. Even though Juliana was a heavy sleeper he still thought it might be best to let her calm down before doing anything. In the mean time what little was left on his hand he started applying to his erection. Not really masturbating more of just trying to move any excessive pussy juice from his sister to himself. He lamented that he had dried himself off so well on his exit. But he would be getting more from the source soon enough. Now that Juliana's breathing had returned to normal he slowly rolled her to her side to allow himself access from behind. He positioned himself behind her and started spooning her with himself comfortably between her legs. With a little help from his hands he moved her panties to the side and started inserting himself between his little sister's panties and pussy. Last time he had done this he had been too close to cuming himself which had lead to a huge disaster. It was different this time. He had not rubbing himself before going in. He began to slowly work his way deeper. Her pussy was defiantly wet. Even though he had made sure to keep himself out of her pussy it did not prevent her leaking fluids from coat his cock. He began thrusting in and out between her legs rubbing his entire length along her slick wet pussy lips. It was not long before he was thinking of an escape plan though. She was so slick and he was so horny that he started building quickly. Faster then he thought or wanted but he still did not want to stop. With one hand he grabbed the washcloth and held it at the ready inches away. When he was going to cum he would pull out and use the wash cloth to catch all of his own juice. That was the plan any way. On his final thrust he could not contain himself any more. He quickly pulled out at the same time he hurriedly pressed the washcloth into place but, he had not pulled out far enough. Instead of the washcloth covering the tip of his cock it simply repositioned it. Newlyn noticed his error however and in an attempt to minimize the damage he thrust back in franticly. The better choice would have been of course to pull out further and cover himself. Why he thrust back in instead he was not sure but he did. He started pumping his cum all the while he held the washcloth around his shaft pressing down tightly. He at least would make sure the mess stayed localized. After he finished spouting his fluids and before he with drew he finally realized where he was. When he had thrust back in and moved the washcloth in he had lined himself up perfectly with Juliana's little pussy. He had then pushed the head of his penis into her and shallowly deposited his cum in her pussy. Not good. As much as he would have liked it he actually had not planed on ever actually entering her pussy and now he had just blown his whole load into her pussy. He would have to clean this up somehow. It was all in one spot though that would be easier then the night before at least. He squeezed his cock tightly around the head with the washcloth as he slowly withdrew. Using the washcloth as a stopper, once his cock was out, he held the cloth tight against Juliana's entrance. He then made a slight scoping movement and cleared out what he could. Figuring he had got most of it with this he folded the cloth and wiped up what was left. This of course was all by feel as he could not actually see anything. Satisfied he had got enough of it up to remove the washcloth. He then went for his flashlight. Now with the flashlight he went under the covers and pulled Juliana's panties aside to assess the damage. He had guessed right he had cleaned most of it up. Actually he figured most of it was still inside her pussy but anything that would have been leaking would have been cleaned up. He did however see his white cum seeping out of her crack. Using his thumb he caught what was dripping and pushed it back inside. He made sure to go pretty deep with his thumb to push the rest of it in. He took his thumb out and cleaned it off on the washcloth and watched her pussy to see if anything else would try coming out. Nothing did. While he was watching though he examined the rest of her to make sure he had not missed anything. Her panties were soaked yes, but looking closely there was no evidence of his own cum on them. He had prevented that at least. He had another close call but luckily this time it was much less to clean up. With the crisis avoided Newlyn took a moment to admire his little sister's soaking pussy and the happy thought that just within and out of sight was his own cum in that pretty little pussy. After a minute or two he put the panties back and cleaned himself up and went back to bed. Doug thought for a second, then stood, put out his cigarette and waved me out the door. Across the parking lot we went- sure enough the front door was unlocked and we walked in. Doug led me back to the kitchen without saying a word, then dug around and found some bread and peanut butter and jelly then went into the cooler and grabbed a six of Bud. He made the sandwich and grabbed some chips off a rack next to the cash register. He took the money, then finally spoke. We walked in and he led me to the small bathroom across from the front desk. We walked in and Doug looked at me. I put the seat down on the toilet and sat. Doug shut the door and locked it then turned and walked over to me. I reached over and undid his belt then unsnapped his jeans and let them drop to the floor. He was wearing a ratty pair of boxer shorts. I reached over and yanked them down. Ho-lee SHIT! I couldn't believe what I saw. That skinny white boy was horse-hung and then some. His flaccid meat had to be hanging down seven inches, half way to his knees. There was a star tattoo arcing over his shaved dick and his balls were hanging down at least 4". I took his shaft in my hand and gave it a few jerks until he started to get hard, then took that monster in my mouth. And it grew. And grew. And then some. Not a minute into sucking him off, that beast was sticking straight up a good 11". A nice, slender, vein-covered 11" with a bright red, rock-hard mushroom head. I went to work. I prided myself on my deep -throating skills- but this beauty was going to be a challenge. But it wasnt, we met up a few times and each time we did new stuff New positions, toys, I wore little outfits for him. Eventually he told me that it was becoming too serious and we had to stop so we did for months, I even started dating. One evening my car broke down as i was leaving work so he offered me a lift I told him about a guy I started seeing and that I was on a date that night. He kept telling me how he missed us fucking and how shit his wife is in bed compared to me. I did go on my date and had sex with the guy but it wasnt the same as my married lover. I called him, my lover, and said I wanted us to start things up again. We drove really far away and talked the whole journey. While he was fucking me from behind his phone went off, I said "is that your bitch calling? But she rang again He pulled out of me and walked over to his phone. He answered it I leant off the bed, got to my knees and blew him while he was on the phone. He grabbed my head and pushed me harder and harder into his dick. He got off the phone, threw me back on the bed and gave me an intense fuck. Before we left that weekend we filmed ourselves. A few weeks later he asked me to go to his place, he said him and her were over - he hadnt told her about us - but their marriage had been shit for years and his wife had taken the kid to her mums place way out of town for a few days. I went round and he said he was sick of his wife and then kissed me. He picked me up and took me to their bedroom He pushed me onto the bed and said " I'd like to actually have some good sex in this room". It's so bad but we laughed at her while we did it, I even put on some of her lingerie and he fucked me in it. We did it so hard that the bed knocked into the bedstand and their wedding photo fell off, he laughed and i said " sorry fucking bitch". A few months later he has his own place, a really cute house in the town and they had a quickie divorce. She dropped by his house to get something for their kid, she rang the doorbell.

These things happen," Motel sex stories Stephanie. While the family cleaned up the mess Juliana went to change. As they were finishing the clean up they her Juliana cursing. Although it was not loud it was the tone that drew everyone's attention.

Juliana was not known for strong language. We will be home tomorrow and I know how to wash mildew out, as well as apple juice," called mother.

Minutes later Juliana came out. She was wearing a blue flowing mini dress. It had short sleeves, slightly exposed shoulders, and came down to just a few inches above the knee.

She looked lovely in it however, it did Motel sex stories like it might be against the school dress code. Just barely though. Although she looked great she did not appear to be in a matching mood.

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She wore a scowl with her angry red face as she carefully sat back down to continue breakfast. By the time they had finished breakfast she had calmed back down and Motel sex stories longer looked angry. That was until Newlyn got up from the table. As he got up his foot slipped on spot of juice that had bee missed.

He did catch him self on his hands as he fell and was unharmed. The interesting thing was what he saw when he landed though. Startled by the fall his sister had turned in her chair to face Newlyn. He had fallen right next to her seat and Motel sex stories his head to get up.

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In that moment as Juliana had turned to him she opened her legs. During that time Newlyn got a full view of his sister's exposed bare pussy under the mini dress. He was still staring Motel sex stories the point where he saw her slender slit when she closed her legs again. They both realized their mistakes at the same time and both went wide eyed and started blushing. Newlyn looked Motel sex stories and quickly got up as Juliana asked if he was alright.

He knew he had just seen his sister's pussy under the mini dress and was almost certain she knew he saw it. He was not about to admit it though and was prepared to deny it if asked. Juliana he figured knew the same thing but would probably not bring it up out of embracement.

This seemed to be the case as they went too school in silence. There was no talking on the way to school and the siblings avoid any kind of eye contact. After some time to think about what had happened Newlyn came up Motel sex stories a Motel sex stories explanation. Why his sister would be going the day with out panties and in a read article dress as well.

He figured there was more to why his sister had been angry about the mildew in the laundry. After spilling juice on herself she had to change including her panties as it had landed in her lap. They had limited clothes with them and had only Motel sex stories expecting to be at the motel a week. This meant she had not brought extra clothes and had possibly thought about using something from Motel sex stories previous days if it was not too dirty.

Yet why would she need to get anything out of the dirty clothes? She clearly had at least one more outfit since she had put that on, the blue mini dress. Read more he Motel sex stories.

She would be missing one pair of panties if she had only packed enough for the week. One pair he had soiled and replaced when he had his close call the other night. Meaning she was wearing her last pair this morning when they got soaked with juice.

That combined with the mildew in the laundry meant she had none to wear today. Last question he thought he had an answer to as well. Why would there be a leaky water bottle in the dirty clothes Motel sex stories the first place? Well he remembered on the night he had Motel sex stories her panties he had knocked something over Motel sex stories the door. He forgot to go back and check but now he Motel sex stories certain it had been a water bottle he had knocked over in the dark.

It had landed in the laundry more info it leaked. The storm that was predicted for this Friday had only just started. It was not expected to be sever but would be warm link windy with a strong chance of rain.

The wind had started to pick up by the time they had got in the car for school and was now blowing steadily with occasional strong gusts. Once out of the car one of these strong gusts caught Juliana's billowy mini dress. She had been prepared for this at least in the front. She had her book bag in front of her which held down that part of her dress. The rear however flew high and turned inside out completely exposing her taut ass.

Luckily for her though no one saw or Motel sex stories this before she could put her hand behind her and bring her dress back down.

No one except for Newlyn who saw it right as he was getting out on the other side of the car and saying goodbye to his father. As they walked into the school Juliana was blushing again but Newlyn acted like he had not seen anything but hoped the wind would let him see it again.

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The school was an indoor campus and once inside his sister would be safe from the wind. Fortunately for her she made it inside without anything else happening. Motel sex stories surprising Newlyn was horny the whole Motel sex stories day and could not Motel sex stories until Motel sex stories school.

Though try as he might he never did get another look up his little sister's dress. They did not have any classes together click to see more their paths did not cross much if ever while at school. Motel sex stories by this it only encouraged his day dreaming. The most prominent one today was wondering if anyone else would notice his sister's lack of undress.

He could just picture it. Sitting down in class and turning around to speak with a buddy only to notice Motel sex stories little girl at the end of the row with an exposed pussy under her little dress. Sadly he would not be there to see such moments and the more he thought about it the less likely would such a circumstance happen any way.

His sister would be careful and the dress Motel sex stories not that short. The material itself was also lose with many folds that would collapse and cover her even if she had her legs open. The only reason he had seen it at the table was because of the sudden movement. This did not keep him from imagining it though.

At the end of the school day Newlyn's mother came to pick him up but instead handed him two umbrellas. What are these for? His mother replied, "those are for you and your sister. I am sorry but could I ask you to stay with her for her try outs today and walk back to the motel? He had actually forgotten through out the day that his sister would be having her gymnastics try outs. Since she had no panties it might make things interesting.

Pornography hot Watch Sex Videos naughtynakedteens. It was going to be awkward tonight. She was petite no doubt about it but her chest had some breasts even if they were not large. Her straight long silky hair was tied back in a braid as was her general practice for bed. Newlyn knew she did this every night for bed after all her white hair went all the way to her hips if it was not tied up somehow it would cause all kinds of problems when sleeping. Now that Juliana had finished Newlyn went next. After the shower he briefly debated on keeping his shirt on or not. He never wore a shirt to bed so it would seem weird to start doing so now. There was also nothing else to do other then bed at this point so he decided to keep his shirt off and simply walked into the bed room to get in bed wearing nothing but his boxers. Juliana was already in bed for possibly the same reasoning, nothing else to do. Newlyn climbed into bed next to his sister and felt just about as awkward as he thought it would be. The lights were off and he had no way of knowing if his sister felt the same so Newlyn simply turned his back to his sister and mumbled good night. She replied in turn without the mumbling. Night 2 Saturday That Saturday was one of the dullest Newlyn could remember. Pretty much the only thing to do was his homework and TV. It did not take long for him and his sister to finish their homework and then they pretty much spent the rest of the day watching TV and talking. By bed time everyone had decided they should have brought something to do. They had also decided they would get some activities for tomorrow. Once in bed it felt much less awkward then the night before. Juliana still in her thin night gown and Newlyn still in just his boxers, they went to bed. Perhaps it was the boredom of the day or lack of activity but Newlyn was pretty restless and had a hard time getting to sleep. He was not sure when but he eventually fell asleep. Nothing happened until later that night possibly 2: Newlyn had been having some kind of erotic dream. Possibly brought on by the dreadful boredom of the day. Unfortunately he woke up before anything happened and, to add insult he could not even remember what it had been about. Frustrated at this he had planned on getting a drink of water and back to bed when something caught his attention. He was cuddling with someone. He could not think straight and did not know what was going on then the memories came back. He was asleep in a motel and in bed with his sister that would mean he was cuddling Juliana. Although he would expect this to have been off putting and reason for disappointment he also became aware of something else. Not only was he cuddling his sister he was spooning her with an erection between her legs. The first thought to cross his mind was panic and he almost jumped back. Not sure what would have happened if he did but since he was still between his sisters legs other thoughts crept in. Newlyn, although inexperienced knew what was happening here. Here he was horny with a great opportunity. Too scared to do anything but too horny not to try something he decided he would just do a bit of a bump and grind. Juliana's night gown had crept up and Newlyn was still contained in his boxers but still had a lot of great access to his sister. He slowly starting grinding his crotch into Juliana and was promptly rewarded. He could feel her panties through his boxers which only drove him wild. Here was the closest he had ever come to a pussy and was turned on like hell. He rubbed his boxers into Juliana's panties for several minutes before he started feeling it coming. He knew he could not blow his load here but he could not stop now. After another few seconds though it would be too late. Newlyn finally came to his senses and got out of bed. In the bathroom he finished quickly while remembering the amazing feeling he had with his sister moments ago. After coming off of his horny high he felt rather shameful and fearful. He had come close to do something pretty horrible and if he had been caught He went back to bed and turned his back to his sister and stayed as far away as possible and slept uneasy the rest of the night. Still he could not shake the idea, what if Night 3 Sunday 'What if' did not take that long to answer. Yesterday had been boring but not today. They had gone out early that day to grab some card and board games which were great, but Newlyn would not have been bored even if it had not been for the games. He had too much on his mind. All day Newlyn had been contemplating the previous night and had come up with a plan. He would be more prepared this time and had stashed a washcloth near by to finish in and clean up. This way he would not have to stop. The other thing he had in mind was more of a way to satisfy his conscience. He would not make any moves on his sister while she slept unless he woke up in the middle of the night spooning her like he had the previous night. There were a few reasons behind this. One that it could be considered an accident. He also would only take advantage of the situation if it happened again. Basically if fate willed it to happen than it was meant to happen right? And another he was not sure how he got into the spooning position he was in last night anyway and was not sure he could work his way into that naturally like he had while he slept. Everything was the same as the night before. Juliana got ready for bed first followed by Newlyn. He did make sure the light was off before entering the room though. He did not think he could effectively hide the bulge in his boxers. Once in bed he said good night and rolled over just like the previous nights and Juliana did the same. It took a longer time to get to sleep that night at least it felt like it. He kept thinking he should just make his move. He might never wake up spooning his sister again and if that did not happen then what? Struggling with his conscience Newlyn eventually fell asleep. Newlyn woke up horny again only this time he knew exactly where he was and thanked what ever deity that might hear him that he was again spooning his sister. So thrilled with his fortune that he did not spend much time idly between his sister's legs before moving on. Unlike the previous night Juliana's nightgown had not crept up her body meaning her gowned was preventing any good access to his sister's ladyship. Newlyn gently lifted her gowned but it snagged not too far up since she was sleeping on it. Thankfully she was light. She was the smallest in her class by far after all. With some minor tugging he had worked the light fabric up under her hips and he soon had even more access then he had the previous night. Newlyn slow started grinding his crotch into Juliana's now exposed panties but after only a few minutes he stopped this as he had planed this and had something else in mind. Newlyn would not be content to grind his boxers into his sister he wanted more. Besides if he kept his boxers on it would be messy. Before going further though he had to check on his sister. This was another big risk he knew but, he would have much bigger problems if he did not check first. He gently shoved Juliana's shoulder and softly called her name then held his breath. There was no response. He did it again only a little harder and a little louder still no response. He then took a deep breathe and pushed her again and called again even harder and louder. Convinced he had gone to far he waited. His heart still racing he decided she would not be waking up any time soon and moved on. Newlyn reached for his boxers and pulled out his throbbing cock while gently guiding it between Juliana's legs. He rubbed himself right up against her panties. It felt better then he had imagined. There was only a flimsy piece of fabric protecting her vulnerable pussy. He slowly started to rub himself back and forth along the underside of his sister's crotch and felt every bit of her he could reach. Without the boxers in the way he could actually feel her lips against the head of his cock, through her panties, but still. This is where he hit a slight snare though. His own boxers only pulled down restricted his own movements and he could not get in any further. Slightly irritated but not dissuaded he stopped and pulled out to lay on his back. Newlyn then took his boxers off. Now fully naked in bed with his little sister he rolled back over and inserted himself between her legs again this time when he probed he could get to the hilt, sort of. He then enjoyed the feeling of her pussy folds through her panties as he slowly slide himself back and forth along her crotch. All things come to an end though. Try as he might Newlyn could not keep himself from cuming much longer. With the washcloth in hand at the very last moment he pulled himself free and finished right there next to his sister. Clean up was easy. He folded up the washcloth after making sure he had empty everything he had then put on his boxers. He went to the bathroom and rinsed out the washcloth, just in case, and went back to bed with a big grin. He slept well that night and for some reason did not feel shameful this time. After all fate had allowed it to happen right? Night 4 Monday With happy memories of the previous night Newlyn could not keep his erection down all day. School was only distracting him from what he wanted to think about but it did eventually end. After school he was excited to see Juliana again and tried to contain his excitement every time he looked at Juliana. When he did, it would twitch and Newlyn could not get the thoughts out of his head, not that he tried. The day only seemed to drag on though with the added excitement. Bed time eventually came though and progressed just like the previous nights. Juliana was already in bed when Newlyn came in with the washcloth hidden away within reach. Tonight would be a bit different though. There would be no sleeping and hoping to wake spooning again. He had already gambled that and come out on top. Now it was time to take control. Instead of attempting to sleep Newlyn simply tried to relax and wait. After about an hour he decided to make his move. At least it felt like an hour though it was probably less. Time seems to move slow when waiting for something. He had been waiting for his sister to fall asleep but not only sleep but deep sleep. First to make sure she was truly asleep. He called to her and shook her like the previous night. With no response he called louder and shook her harder. Convinced again she would not be waking Newlyn proceeded. Newlyn slid up behind Juliana, still sleeping on her side with her back to him, and reached between her legs to find her nightgown. It had not ridden up any that he could tell as it was still just above her knees. Since she was so light it was easy to lift it up her back side as he had done previously. With her gowned out of the way Newlyn decided to try something new. He started caressing his little sister. Even through the panties he could tell Juliana had a nice butt tender yet firm. He messaged her cheeks for a bit all the while getting more excited. He then moved his hand down a bit further along her crack until he could start feeling the supple lips of her pussy. He spent more time here. Slowly rubbing his fingers along her slit until he was ready to burst. Up until now he had only touched her with some kind of cloth in the way that would change tonight. He wanted the first pussy he ever touched to be with his cock though. Reluctantly he took his hands off and eagerly pulled off his own boxers. Now free himself he repositioned him self and slid in. Like the night before he just rubbed him self against her panties and felt her tender pussy through the fabric. There would be more tonight though. After only a few strokes he felt the pressure building. Perhaps he had been anticipating to long. It had been on his mind all day after all. Regardless it was far too soon to blow his load now, not yet. He withdrew and with the help of his hand angled himself back a bit and moved Juliana's panties aside with the head of his penis and thrust in. Newlyn had just the head in his sister panties now but it was enough. Amazed at how far he had come, he eagerly continued. Slowly he pushed his hips into Juliana's enjoying every centimeter when he felt it. Just as he touched her warm lush pussy lips he felt something else, his eruption. Where had it come from? It came much faster and stronger then it ever had before. With the first jet he had bucked and dove in even deeper and it just would not stop. He could not pull out without risking an even bigger mess. As it was he was pinned. His pulsing cock continued to shoot gobs of cum into his little sister's panties all the while unable to escape. Panic would be an under statement for Newlyn as the last drops of cum dripped onto Juliana's pussy only to be caught by her panties. Newlyn slowly withdrew. He had just exploded in his sleeping sister's panties not something that would go unnoticed. What was he to do? Newlyn rubbed his temples as he racking his brain over what had just happened. After a few minutes he had a few ideas of what to do. None seemed any good though but, he guessed there were probably no good ideas at this point. Fate it seemed had been kind to him only to pull the rug out from under him in the worst way. Cursing his luck Newlyn went over his options. First, do nothing. Not a good plan but as he thought none of them were any good. This one would be easiest of course just go back to sleep and pretend nothing happened. Maybe Juliana would wake up and not notice? Maybe if she did she would think she had a wet dream? Maybe he could claim he had no idea what happened and it could be blown off as an accident? Or maybe pigs would fly. Second, minor clean up. Just wipe up what he could and go back to sleep. This might wake her up which was a risk of course. Maybe if he cleaned up enough though she really would think it was a wet dream or better yet not notice at all. On the other hand if she did wake up while he was cleaning her pussy If that happened he would be worse off then her waking up and discovering his cum in her panties. Third, an accident. This one had appeal to it but would be difficult to pull off. If he could somehow make it appear his sister had wet the bed or even better make her actually wet the bed the messy panties could go completely unnoticed. Problem of course was how to do it and make it convincing. He could pour warm water on her under the covers maybe? Or dip her hand in warm water he heard that could cause accidents. It did not seem like it would work though. The hand in warm water seemed far fetched and pouring water on her seemed to difficult to get away with. Having your brother hastily move to get a water bottle out of there when waking up seemed like a dead give away. Plus the fact she had not wet the bed in years. Fourth, full clean up. Remove her panties completely, wash her, and replace the panties with a fresh pair. This one of course would be the one most likely to get him caught while in the task but the least likely to be caught afterward. There would be no evidence after all but the process would be by far the most invasive. Waking your sister up by taking her panties off full of your cum would probably be punishable by sudden death. Rubbing your sister's bare pussy while attempting to remove your own cum would be rewarded the same way. Even getting the panties back on would cause unexplainable havoc. However if he managed to pull it off there would be nothing that would cause suspicion. He would be in the clear, literally. The minutes past quickly, he had to choose one of them and fast. If he did not pick the choice would be made for him. Eventually he decided on option four. It took him several minutes to finally get the courage to do anything though. Still a large and risky under taking after all. First thing he would need was a new pair of panties. Actually he only reasoned this out as a way of procrastinating but went a head with it any way. Newlyn got out of bed slowly and tiptoed toward Juliana's suitcase opened it carefully. Too dark. This would not do. He could not see anything. Picking up the luggage he snuck into the bathroom. On his way he must have bumped something off a shelf and it landed with a soft thud. He froze, had she waken? He watched her with rapt attention and saw no movement and figured he was in the clear. What had he hit any way, a bottle of some kind? It did not mater right now he would pick it up later there was far more pressing things at the moment. Once in the bathroom Newlyn made sure the door was closed and locked before turning on the light. It was way brighter then he needed or wanted but it was not like he had much of a choice. He opened Juliana's suite case and started rummaging through it. It did not take long to find what he needed, a clean pair of panties. What did surprise him though was the verity. Newlyn only had one type of underwear himself. Simple black boxers just multiple pairs. His sister though had all sorts in fact every pair of panties she had was different in color, shape, design or even fabric. The one he found most interesting was a lacy yellow silk pair. It might not have been silk but it felt like it. They were also the most reveling of any of the panties available. They were not a thong but certainly would show a lot of skin. As tempting as it would have been to grab this pair he thought better of it. He had not consider his sister would have different types of panties. If he changed them on her she would notice. Waking up in a different pair of panties then the ones you went to bed in would defiantly draw attention. Newlyn had a problem here. He would have to match up the panties as best he could. This meant before he picked a pair for Juliana he would need to know what she had on currently. Even though they all looked different there were a few pair that were not so terribly different. It might be possible for one not to notice a swap had occurred unless they had made some kind of mental note. He hoped Juliana had not done so. Newlyn left the suite case in the bathroom and turned out the light. He then snuck back in to find something of his. In his back pack he had a flashlight. He just needed to see what she had on currently. Using the blanket to block most of the light he turned the flashlight on and looked over Juliana's current messy panties. She had not moved since he had left her. She was still on her side with her night gown pulled up reveling her thinly clad lower half. The first thing Newlyn noticed was great big damp spots. A few of which he could even see his own cum had oozed through and was visible in small globes even on the outside of her panties. I'll get into trouble, man. I thought about it for a couple minutes then got an idea. A 19 year-old kid, alone for the night. Just maybe. I decided to chance it. It's just you and me. No one else is coming. Here's what I'll do. No one will ever find out- just you and me will know. Doug looked at me and a grin came across his unshaven, scraggly face. We head over, you fix me a sandwich, give me a bag of chips and a six pack. Final offer. Doug thought for a second, then stood, put out his cigarette and waved me out the door. Across the parking lot we went- sure enough the front door was unlocked and we walked in. Doug led me back to the kitchen without saying a word, then dug around and found some bread and peanut butter and jelly then went into the cooler and grabbed a six of Bud. He made the sandwich and grabbed some chips off a rack next to the cash register. He took the money, then finally spoke. We walked in and he led me to the small bathroom across from the front desk. We walked in and Doug looked at me. I put the seat down on the toilet and sat. Doug shut the door and locked it then turned and walked over to me. I reached over and undid his belt then unsnapped his jeans and let them drop to the floor. He was wearing a ratty pair of boxer shorts. I reached over and yanked them down. Ho-lee SHIT! From a man? Sophie wrapped her arms around my neck, drawing me in. We kissed again with unbridled passion and unity. It felt so good. It felt so natural to kiss her. Our passion ebbed. I love you, Daddy! It was just a series of tender kisses, ones that were enough to make my heart flutter with affection for my young daughter. So I could feel your skin on mine. She agreed. I put my boxers back on, Sophie replaced her panties. We crawled under the blankets, my arms around her, spooning her and holding her close to me. I could feel her warm skin on my chest, slowly moving as she breathed. I planted a few more long kisses on the nape of her neck and on her shoulders. I hugged her again. The next morning, I woke up to find Sophie gone. I blinked a few times to get the sleep out of my eyes, and realized the shower was running. I sighed as the entire night came rushing back into my awareness. Had I really just had a sexual encounter with my daughter!? I continued blinking, rolling onto my back. It was entirely illegal. There was no way I would have done that to my daughter It had to have been all a dream. One look around the room, seeing the clothes scattered haphazardly on the floor, told me an entirely different story. It had happened. In the other room, the shower shut off. Sophie walked out a moment later wrapped in a towel and brushing her hair. We looked at each other. As she walked to her suitcase, my daughter dropped her cover. Her sexy little teen body was naked again. I tried to resist looking. I honestly did. Slowly, though, my conscience was pricked and I regained control. Rolling away from her, I sat up on the edge of the bed as I rubbed my face. I took a deep breath. Be naked around me. I knew we were both searching for the words to either justify or dismiss our nocturnal activities from only hours ago. None seemed to be forming. I stood up, grabbed a towel of my own, gathered my clothes, and headed for the bathroom without looking back at my daughter. I expect you to be dressed when I come out. Once I was cleaned up and my daughter was packed, I took anything that was ours out to the vehicle. A thick dusting of snow covered everything. Sophie filled her mother in on our impromptu stop — of course, leaving out the more incriminating details — and let her know we were on our way again. We ordered and ate most of our meal in more silence. Finally, I broke it. I looked about. No one was in ear shot. She nodded without looking up from her meal. I could never be ashamed about that. At least as long as no one else knows. And even then I just kinda got curious. I just thought, what the hell? No one was close. The look on her face was somewhere between defiant and submissive. It was almost as if she was How could she not be just as if not more upset about this than I was? I wanted it just as badly as you did. I was horny — just as horny as you. She was right. I certainly had been. I was curious. I loved my daughter so much. It was a wonderful experience, one we both treasured — but it was one that must not, under any circumstances, happen again. We finished our meals, the mood lifting a little bit now that this topic had been addressed. I hoped it was over. Never again would Sophie and I let our dark, forbidden desire overtake us. We drove east. The plows had been out and the highway had been cleared. My daughter made herself comfortable as I brought in her effects and set them in her room. The girls spent most of the weekend together, including having their regular sleepover. It was as if it had been forgotten, or at the very least, placed under lock and key. I was relieved. We drove back that evening, still talking. All was well until we passed through the town with the motel. As if drawn by some unseen force, both of us stared down the street and looked at the place. There it stood, like a monument to commemorate our sin. It was dangerously high. I knew exactly why her hand had appeared there. Sophie was staring at me. Her hand started to slide up my leg. It was just starting to graze my crotch when I decided to reach down and take her hand in mine. The car was silent a moment. Our hands found a convenient spot on the centre console to rest and stay intertwined. Are you thinking of changing that? It was appealing, I had to admit. All the while, we held hands across the centre console. I snuck several peeks over at her during that last hour or so. Sophie was indeed a sexy young woman. I just shook my head every time, trying vainly to deter the thoughts entering my head. Yes, we had teased each other. Yes, we had pleasured the other that night. But it was insatiably tempting A part of me knew that it may only be a matter of time. But how long could such a secret be kept? When my phone buzzed with a text message, I quickly opened it as I drove. It was from my daughter. She was standing in her bathroom mirror, naked from the waist up. Her pose was intensely provocative, looking into the camera on her phone with licentious desire. Her perfect, C-sized breasts hung there, jeering at me — so close, yet so far. Immediately in my pants, my manhood awoke and grew. I wanted her. Sophie knew exactly what this would do to me. She was a tease, and a vicious little one at that! Deep inside me, the fatherly instinct was forgotten. I was just a man now, wanting to take my daughter and pleasure her every moment I could. The sound of a car horn snapped me back to reality. I quickly corrected and paid more attention. One way or another, it seemed my daughter was going to be the death of me. I scowled at my phone. A moment later, my phone buzzed again. Read times Rated Please rate this text: Thor67 Report Then we go to having sex and that was amazing. I was on top for most of it, I'm very good on top and like to do it really fast. The bed was really bouncy and squeaky which just made it more fun because I love it when its loud. 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We are a perfect match They have a child and I think that's when their marriage started to break down. Their girl is 5. One evening me, him and his work partner were at his place his wife works as a head chef so was at work all night going through a case. Eventually his partner left and I said I'd ring a cab. As I went to dial me and him were talking and then his wife rang. I could tell on the phone she was angry with him so I stopped dialing for the cab and asked him if everything was okay. For about an hour we talked about his marriage problems, I confided in him that I struggled dating. He complimented me on how amazing I was and he can't believe I was single. I giggled and playfully hit him but at the same he reached for his drink so we kinda bumped into each other and then we kissed. For what felt like forever. He pushed me down on his sofa and lifted my vest top up and sucked my nipples..

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We will be fine," Newlyn answered enthusiastically. He liked the idea of walking home with his sister maybe the wind would get her again? As she was about to drive off Newlyn had an inspirational idea and called back to his mother. It should be on dresser I think". He hoped it would be convincing enough for his mother "Sure I could do that I suppose," she responded. He truly "Motel sex stories" not need the camera for anything and could have got by with out it.

However he was excited Small girl naked the prospect of having it tonight. With that Newlyn's mother left and he took the umbrellas with him to the gym. By the time he reached the gym they were just finishing setting the equipment up. No one was in their gymnastic outfits either. It would not officially start for another fifteen Motel sex stories.

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Her normal waste length hair she had tied up in a tight bun. This still amazed him how so much hair could be made to look so much shorter. There was nothing that would have indicated she was not wearing panties though. After all he reasoned she was wearing pretty much what she and every other Motel sex stories wore when swimming and they did not wear panties Motel sex stories. The only difference was he did not thinking they normally did gymnastics without them.

Good luck", Newlyn yelled to his sister with a wave. She looked up and nervously waved back. Newlyn wanted to believe she was nervous because of her lack of clothing but this was probably untrue. She was likely just nervous because of Motel sex stories try out itself.

As Motel sex stories watched the girls stretched he gradually become less aroused and simply Motel sex stories at their flexibility. He found it difficult believing the human body could move like that. The tryouts went pretty quick. Each girl was simply asked to do a few routines before moving Motel sex stories to the next. Even Juliana went through it pretty quick and simply. He did think he saw a hint of camel toe during a few of her back hand springs though but he would have needed to be closer to confirm that.

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Newlyn had just let her know they would be walking. She had been slightly miffed by this but said it would be fine. Juliana had her blue mini dress on again and her hair braded down to her hips.

I was embarrassed about Slightly blushing she tugged the hem of her dress down a little. It was hardly sprinkling outside and there was no Motel sex stories for the umbrella but Juliana kept it up any way. They walked in silence for a several minutes.

Juliana keeping the lead when possible. Part of the route involved climbing a Motel sex stories steep enough that stairs had even been put this web page for the sidewalk. While they had been climbing the hill the rain had started to pick up a bit, nothing serious. Under normal circumstances Newlyn would have walked right on through it however, he would be in it for longer then normal.

He was about to open his own umbrella when they reached the top of the hill. At the same Motel sex stories Juliana must have just crossed some unseen line as ahead of him she had been hit by a large gust of wind. Newlyn himself had not felt it at all but Juliana was taken by surprise. It nearly yanked the umbrella from her grasp and she was now holding it with both hands.

Shortly after this another gust of wind hit her and she stumbled forward still holding her umbrella Apparently unaware, or else unable to do anything about it, the wind had billowed up her mini dress and completely inverted it.

The Motel sex stories of her dress which to this point had been held down with the help of her long braided hair was now inside out and fluttering on her back. For his part Newlyn got a great view under his little sister's dress. It was rather comical with her holding the Motel sex stories with both hands and bent over furiously fighting the wind. All the while her dress flutter on her back.

The view was made even better since she had been ahead of him and a few feet higher due to the incline of the hill. He could make out and had time enough to see everything in great detail. Her bald pussy viewed from behind framed by her slender smooth legs and taunt ass formed a memory Newlyn figured he would never forget. This was the best lighting he had ever had when viewing his sister which made it look so much better. It seemed like an eternity for Newlyn as he stared at his uncovered little sister however; in reality it only lasted maybe five seconds.

She eventually regained control of her umbrella and very quickly put her dress back down. Only good thing for her was her book bag had been around her shoulder so she had not dropped anything. She then spun and using the umbrella as a shield looked back down the hill at Newlyn. Newlyn could not remember Motel sex stories time he had seen her face so red. Her eyes were wide with horror and dismay. Newlyn's eyes were also wide and his hanging jaw did not help the situation.

They stared at each other in silence. Motel sex stories got awkward and tense very Motel sex stories. Noticing his jaw was still Motel sex stories open he had to think of Motel sex stories.

He rushed up the last few stairs and asked with obvious concern, "are you ok. All she did was nod her head. In an attempt to keep from broaching the subject of her clear lack of undergarments he feigned ignorance. He was not sure it would work but he would try.

We are not too far from the motel why don't we use mine? Should be less likely to fly away from me," he told her. Still holding back tears she nodded her head several times and lowered her umbrella she had still been using as a shield. Newlyn opened his up visit web page she closed hers. The rain had started to pick up a bit and they continued to the motel in silence. Neither of them daring to comment on the incident.

They were the first ones Motel sex stories the motel and once inside Juliana said the first word since they had Motel sex stories the school. After that she went into the bed room and closed the door. Newlyn had no idea what she would be doing but would let her be for now. He turned on the TV and worked on his homework while he waited for their parents to come back.

Roughly Motel sex stories minutes later their parents returned and their mother had remembered to grab Newlyn's camera. Once they were back Juliana came out of the bedroom as well. The Motel sex stories was basically finished. There was still a few things that needed to be done but the roof had been repaired so the rain had not been an issue.

There was still some repainting and clean up that would be needed but on the whole it was fixed. Nothing would be preventing them from returning tomorrow as planned. Every one was excited about the prospect of returning home. All except a part of Newlyn. He had enjoyed his time here but even he Motel sex stories it would not last. Tonight would be the last night he could have sex with his innocent little sister. The evening progressed much the same way it had the previous few nights with the exception of two siblings interactions.

The rest of the day they avoided speaking with one another. Juliana most likely avoided Newlyn out of embarrassment and Newlyn avoided her out of consideration. He found it a bit bewildering that he was respectful enough to leave his sister alone while she was awake but not when she was asleep. He did not think to hard on the mater though. The bed time routine was slightly off tonight. Newlyn showered first that night and Juliana showered last.

She said she would be washing her hair tonight. It took her a long time to wash it and dry it properly so she would Motel sex stories going last. She normally washed her hair about once a week but Newlyn had never really paid close enough attention to know.

What this meant to him though was he would be in bed for possibly an hour or more before his sister came to bed. By the time Juliana came to bed Newlyn had been dozing for almost an hour. He purposely slept slightly Motel sex stories in bed Motel sex stories that when Juliana came in she would have had to wake him. She let out a sigh as she replied, "I will be Motel sex stories we will not be sharing beds any more. He had only had one dream Motel sex stories he could not click recall what it Motel sex stories.

Never mind," she said hesitantly. Forget it," she said. Newlyn was happy to hear his sister had indeed been having 'good' dreams. Once she was asleep he would be sure to give her at least one more 'good' dream. Newlyn had been asleep for an hour already and was ready to go but Juliana had just gotten to bed. He would need to wait but figured she would be extra sleepy tonight due to the days activates and staying up later then normal. At least he hoped so.

Possibly forty minutes later Newlyn rolled Juliana back over and called her name. Satisfied that Motel sex stories was asleep he began. Since tonight would be the last night he figured he would be able to do this, he wanted to make sure to take full advantage of it. With that he turned Motel sex stories the lamp on the night stand for the first time.

It was not very bright but way more light then he had previous nights. He then pulled the covers back from the sleeping form of his little sister. She was sleeping peacefully in her little night gown as he took the first picture with the digital camera he had his mother pick up.

It was a cheap one but it had a full Motel sex stories and empty memory chip and was more then he was expecting. He had not planned on the camera at all but was sure glade he Motel sex stories it now.

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After a few photos he got the lighting adjusted for the dim light. He then went back to Juliana. Gently he pulled up her Motel sex stories and just as he suspected she was nude Motel sex stories. He took a few Kim kardashian homemade porn photos and then opened her legs up a bit for a few more. After that he moved onto another first. He carefully pulled the night gown up further then he had ever done.

For the first time he could see his younger sister's beautiful breasts. Seemed kind of odd to him that he had already had sex with her yet had never seen or touched her breasts. No time like now he thought. He took another photo before cupping his sister's tender buds. They were not large which explained why she had no bra.

They were however large enough that she probably should have a bra. Then he thought maybe she did but did not wear one to bed? He could not recall seeing any in her suitcase but he did not really care right now any way. He simply enjoyed fondling his little sisters breasts for the first time. They were incredibly soft. He could feel her nipples hardening due to his massage. He continued by pinching her pink nipples.

Content her nipples were fully erect now he leaned in and kissed one. He was not really sure Motel sex stories he expected out of this but enjoyed the intimate touch and began sucking on her nipples.

He continued sucking and kissing her nipples for a few minutes switching from one to the other all while cupping them. Satisfied with this he got up and looked over his sister once more. She had a blissful smile and looked like she was enjoying click to see more Motel sex stories.

As his gaze dropped further down Newlyn was surprised to Motel sex stories her pouty pussy was already visibly wet. In Ks room we start talking again and he brings up Mike which then leads to that night. He says I thought Motel sex stories were supposed to be getting with me that night and I was like well worked out better for you because now you have a GF and he says well if I could back in time I'd have had you both so at least I could have seen what you were like and I was like shiiittt he's coming on to me He was sat on her bed so I went over to him and he pulled me onto the bed and we kissed.

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He said he loved big tits and he sucked them for ages. We took each other's clothes off and then he licked me out. I came really hard and left the biggest wet patch on Ks bed. Then we go to having sex and that was amazing. I was on top for most of it, I'm very good on top and like to do it really fast. The bed was really bouncy and squeaky which just made it more fun because I love it when its loud. On Ks bed Motel sex stories she has photos of her and Jay and I was looking at the pics and then looking down at him while he's grunting and shouting about how good Motel sex stories am in bed that I ended up laughing because it was so fucked up lol We ended it with him doing me from behind but Motel sex stories let him cum on my tits.

We lay in her bed kissing for a while and before he went home I gave him a blowjob, K can't take all of him in her mouth but I could deep throat him and he was in heaven! That was a few weeks ago and they're still together. He keeps Motel sex stories me snaps asking when it's going to happen again. I have Motel sex stories having an affair with a married man and now he's single I work as an PO and he is the senior detective there.

He's tall, blonde and takes real good care of himself. I'd met his wife a few times, she was okay - a little moody and plain looking. I'm 10 years younger than he is, blonde and I too look after myself. We are a perfect match They have a child and I think that's when their marriage started to break down. Their girl is 5. One evening me, him and his work partner were at his place his wife works as Motel sex stories head chef so was at work all night going through a case.

There was a wicked cold front moving down from Canada and heavy snow Motel sex stories expected, so I decided to get an early start and left at 2 AM, hoping to beat the storm and get there by 5 PM the same day. Just as I crossed the Mackinac Bridge and entered into the Upper Peninsula, the storm hit- and I Motel sex stories another miles to go.

Two hours Motel sex stories I had only Motel sex stories it miles and had to stop. It was white-out conditions and the snow plows couldn't keep up. I was coming up on a small town- not even really a town, just a gas station, a motel and a convenience store- and decided to pull in there. I got to the motel. All of ten rooms, a small office and a diner that only served breakfast and lunch. There was only one car parked in the lot, right near the office.

I pulled in, parked in front of the first room and went into the office. Sitting behind the desk was a scruffy looking kid, probably no more that 19 or 20 years old Motel sex stories thumbing through a hunting magazine looking bored Motel sex stories of his mind.

I walked up and said "I guess there's no need to ask if you got any rooms available. Driving up I think I was the only one out on the road besides the snowplows. I asked him his name and he said it was Doug. He said he was there for the night and if I needed anything just drop into the office. I paid cash up front and Motel sex stories threw me the key to the room right next to the office, then followed me to the room to make sure the heat was turned on and there were clean sheets on the bed.

The room was okay- nothing special. Not even a chair. I threw my bag on the floor and laid down for about an hour and watched the evening news then decided to take my chances and see if there was a restaurant nearby, as I hadn't eaten since about noon. I threw on my coat and went to the office- Doug was still there reading the same magazine, chain smoking Marlboro Lites, just as he was when I arrived. I asked him where the closest restaurant was. He laughed and said "Look out the door- right across the parking lot and closed until 6 AM.

Other than that, about 15 miles Motel sex stories the road. So I asked Doug if he had a key to the restaurant. He laughed again. Hell, no one locks anything around here. A smile crept across her face as she turned her head in my direction.

I Motel sex stories I was caught. I Motel sex stories. She was still smirking. Sophie raised an eyebrow. She grabbed my body and moved right along with me, not letting me escape. I stopped struggling, trying to figure out why exactly she would persist. We laid there for a moment, just looking at each other. There Motel sex stories more behind those tender, brown eyes of hers. I readied myself for whatever onslaught she could contrive next.

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Hd Videoxxxxxxxxxx Watch SEX Videos Hottest BTS. I looked into her eyes. My hands found her shirt. She sat up as I pulled the clothing off her young, eighteen-year-old body. I tossed it on the floor. Her incredible breasts hung there on her chest. I leaned in. My daughter fell back onto the bed, allowing me full access to her gorgeous chest. I squeezed and coddled them with my hands. I licked and sucked, listening to Sophie whimper from the pleasure. She was breathing hard. Our lips melted together in forbidden love. I kissed my daughter aggressively, pushing her head down into her pillow. I let my weight fall on her, pinning her to the bed. I lifted myself up, letting her remove my undershirt, then laid back down on top of her. I could feel her plush breasts against my broad chest, her small body beneath mine. I found her hands. I kissed her over and over. Sophie tilted her chin up to give me all access to her skin. I kissed her one more time on the lips and looked deeply into her beautiful brown eyes. She relinquished her control, trusting me, and I would never give her reason to fear. My lips danced with her nipples again. She moaned, begging me for more. Then, I heard her newest desire. We both smiled. Slowly, I let go of her wrists and laid back on the bed. My solid rod was still poking through my shorts. My daughter retrieved some lotion from her purse and then came back to make good on her promise. My daughter did as she was told and tossed them away, kneeling beside me. As I lay there naked, I just admired her eighteen-year-old body. My fingertips slowly explored her skin. Every curve was divine. Her softness was perfect. The shape of her young, dancer figure was flawless. I smiled in appreciation as I watched her move into position. Sophie applied a generous glob of lotion to her palm and took my phallic tool in her hand again. She squeezed hard. I moaned in pure pleasure. Her sure touch as she spread the lubricant along all seven inches of my shaft was incredible. She smiled beautifully, evidently honoured to serve her father. I lay there, gripping the bed sheets and moaning her name. Half sitting up, I grabbed the back of her head, pulling her downward. She bowed herself closer to me. She started to suck and bob her head up and down. Immediately I groaned and fell back on the pillow behind me. My daughter was a natural! I stroked her naked back up and down until finally grabbing the back of her head. I wove my fingers into her hair, keeping her in place. The pleasure was growing. Then, that old familiar rush flooded my senses. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. My body tensed up. She gagged a second, recovering just in time for the next one, which she was ready for, then the next, and then the next. Through it all, she performed perfectly, still sucking and massaging my manhood with her lips and tongue. My daughter lifted her head. My viscous offering dribbled down her chin. She smacked her lips, a generous amount still sitting in her mouth. That was hot as hell! A wide smile crossed her lips as she bit her tongue. I shook my head in disbelief that she would ask such an absurd question. More than I could have ever bargained for. I sat up, kissed her, then pushed her to the bed. I crawled in front of my daughter and grabbed her pants. Her face lit up in joy, realizing what I was about to do for her. Her pants and underwear flowed down her legs with ease, and I tossed them aside with all our other clothing. I ran my hands up and down her sexy, nude body. It made her sigh in relaxation. As I crawled between her toned, shapely legs, I looked up into her eyes. Sophie shook her head. My daughter had kept herself innocent, and it ended up being for me. Or comfortable. Until tonight, here with you, Dad. I closed the distance. My lips touched her sacred entrance. Slowly, I kissed her treasure with more and more pressure. I heard her moan lightly. I used a little more effort. She whimpered in pleasure. When my tongue started to flap against her velvety lips, suddenly my daughter tensed up uncontrollably. I started to eat her tender, young flower with more effort. Her muscles twitched as I stimulated them. I chased the droplets, letting them flow over my tongue. Daddy, that feels so good! Sophie grabbed the headboard with one hand, helping to push her body down the bed, wordlessly pleading for more. I was only too glad to offer my daughter what she wanted. I wanted to spoil her, as I always had, as I always would. I focused on the stiff, little gem adorning her slit. Sophie grunted in pleasure as my tongue made contact and rubbed hard on her clit. I watched as she grabbed a pillow and stuffed it in her mouth — biting down hard, so she could yell at her leisure — before grabbing the headboard again. I knew it was now or never. With my daughter screaming for what she wanted so desperately, I focused on her sensitive jewel. Her fingers in my hair gouged my scalp, searching for something to brace her. The pillow fell from her mouth as she gasped for breath. I knew an orgasm was erupting in her senses. More of her decadent syrup trickled out of her body. A burst of air exploded from her mouth. Sophie gasped several wild breaths as I slowed my efforts and backed away. I crawled up over her body, kissing her skin at random. I arrived at her lips. We kissed softly and lovingly. That was They were aglow with love and admiration. From a man? Sophie wrapped her arms around my neck, drawing me in. We kissed again with unbridled passion and unity. It felt so good. It felt so natural to kiss her. Our passion ebbed. I love you, Daddy! It was just a series of tender kisses, ones that were enough to make my heart flutter with affection for my young daughter. So I could feel your skin on mine. She agreed. I put my boxers back on, Sophie replaced her panties. We crawled under the blankets, my arms around her, spooning her and holding her close to me. I could feel her warm skin on my chest, slowly moving as she breathed. That was incredible but now it was his turn. Even though Juliana was a heavy sleeper he still thought it might be best to let her calm down before doing anything. In the mean time what little was left on his hand he started applying to his erection. Not really masturbating more of just trying to move any excessive pussy juice from his sister to himself. He lamented that he had dried himself off so well on his exit. But he would be getting more from the source soon enough. Now that Juliana's breathing had returned to normal he slowly rolled her to her side to allow himself access from behind. He positioned himself behind her and started spooning her with himself comfortably between her legs. With a little help from his hands he moved her panties to the side and started inserting himself between his little sister's panties and pussy. Last time he had done this he had been too close to cuming himself which had lead to a huge disaster. It was different this time. He had not rubbing himself before going in. He began to slowly work his way deeper. Her pussy was defiantly wet. Even though he had made sure to keep himself out of her pussy it did not prevent her leaking fluids from coat his cock. He began thrusting in and out between her legs rubbing his entire length along her slick wet pussy lips. It was not long before he was thinking of an escape plan though. She was so slick and he was so horny that he started building quickly. Faster then he thought or wanted but he still did not want to stop. With one hand he grabbed the washcloth and held it at the ready inches away. When he was going to cum he would pull out and use the wash cloth to catch all of his own juice. That was the plan any way. On his final thrust he could not contain himself any more. He quickly pulled out at the same time he hurriedly pressed the washcloth into place but, he had not pulled out far enough. Instead of the washcloth covering the tip of his cock it simply repositioned it. Newlyn noticed his error however and in an attempt to minimize the damage he thrust back in franticly. The better choice would have been of course to pull out further and cover himself. Why he thrust back in instead he was not sure but he did. He started pumping his cum all the while he held the washcloth around his shaft pressing down tightly. He at least would make sure the mess stayed localized. After he finished spouting his fluids and before he with drew he finally realized where he was. When he had thrust back in and moved the washcloth in he had lined himself up perfectly with Juliana's little pussy. He had then pushed the head of his penis into her and shallowly deposited his cum in her pussy. Not good. As much as he would have liked it he actually had not planed on ever actually entering her pussy and now he had just blown his whole load into her pussy. He would have to clean this up somehow. It was all in one spot though that would be easier then the night before at least. He squeezed his cock tightly around the head with the washcloth as he slowly withdrew. Using the washcloth as a stopper, once his cock was out, he held the cloth tight against Juliana's entrance. He then made a slight scoping movement and cleared out what he could. Figuring he had got most of it with this he folded the cloth and wiped up what was left. This of course was all by feel as he could not actually see anything. Satisfied he had got enough of it up to remove the washcloth. He then went for his flashlight. Now with the flashlight he went under the covers and pulled Juliana's panties aside to assess the damage. He had guessed right he had cleaned most of it up. Actually he figured most of it was still inside her pussy but anything that would have been leaking would have been cleaned up. He did however see his white cum seeping out of her crack. Using his thumb he caught what was dripping and pushed it back inside. He made sure to go pretty deep with his thumb to push the rest of it in. He took his thumb out and cleaned it off on the washcloth and watched her pussy to see if anything else would try coming out. Nothing did. While he was watching though he examined the rest of her to make sure he had not missed anything. Her panties were soaked yes, but looking closely there was no evidence of his own cum on them. He had prevented that at least. He had another close call but luckily this time it was much less to clean up. With the crisis avoided Newlyn took a moment to admire his little sister's soaking pussy and the happy thought that just within and out of sight was his own cum in that pretty little pussy. After a minute or two he put the panties back and cleaned himself up and went back to bed. While drifting off to sleep he could not help but wonder what type of dreams Juliana' would be having? Night 6 Wednesday While observing Juliana the next morning, nothing seemed unusual with one exception. After changing in the bathroom she appeared to be bashful? It could have just been his imagination though. School was pretty much the same as always now that he was not as tired. Only exception was he could not stop thinking about last night and what he would be doing tonight. After school Newlyn was the only one who went back to the motel. Wednesdays Juliana stayed after for her gymnastics practice. She had been doing it for almost two years and had the practice at school. Although it had been a few months since he had seen her at it he knew she was pretty good. In fact Friday she would be going to tryouts for the team. If she got in should would be having more practice but would also be competing that year. By the time she got home Newlyn was already finished with his homework. Juliana of course went straight to the shower as she always did following her practices. Once finished though it was very apparent how excited she was about Friday. Chances were pretty good she would make the team. Though Juliana could not wait for Friday Newlyn could not wait for tonight. Here he was again shirtless in the same bed as his cute little sister. Although not asleep himself, he was pretty sure Juliana was. He had been waiting patiently the better part of an hour. He shook her and called her name. Satisfied she would be out for the rest of the night he quickly went to work. Like the previous night she was on her back. Pulling her night gown up, he inserted his hand in her panties. It had been very successful the previous night so he decided to make this part of the routine. Finger her to orgasm would help him with what he had planed for anyway. Much less subtle and slow tonight. He started off by immediately inserting both his index and middle finger about an inch into her pussy. She was not lubed up at all at this point and was very tight. Before he could effectively fingering her he would have to arouse her. Leaving his fingers in he started wiggling them about as fast as he could. This had no affect at first but about a minute of this her vaginal walls started relaxing and getting damp. Now with her turned on he started exploring her. He took his other hand and started tracing the outer lips of her clitoris. With both hands down her panties it was pretty crowed though. He pulled his hand back out and decided to pull her panties down a bit for more access. While still fingering her Newlyn gently peeled the panties down a bit. Although only pulled down about 6 inches it gave him all the access he needed. With the panties out of the way Newlyn continued to work on Juliana's tender pussy with both hands. Fingering her with one hand and tracing circles with the other it was not long until she started to cum. He knew she had cum when she let out a low moan and her body started twitching. He continued finger her through her climax which lasted almost a full minute. While his sister was catching her breath Newlyn prepared for his own thrill. After removing his boxers Newlyn rolled Juliana onto her side so he could start spooning her. He had considered mounting her but still too nervous for such a position he went the safer spooning position again. Her panties were still pulled down and out of the way as he inserted himself. First thing he did was trace a few circles around his little sister's pussy lubing himself up. He enjoyed this more then he though he would and spent some time simply tracing circles and rubbing his head up and down her slit. He felt himself building up to a massive orgasm but he was not going to spend it here. Feeling his way with his cock Newlyn slowly pierced his young sister's pussy. At first just the very tip. Then with a bit of rocking with the hips he moved in deeper. He had worked his entire head into her entrance before he withdrew. She was slick enough to go deeper but he did not want to risk full penetration. Even though at this point it probably would not have mattered. He was satisfied with just the head of his penis making its way inside. Slowly he withdrew so that only the tip of his cock was still in contact with Juliana's entrance and then he pushed his head back in. He did this a few time to get a feel for it then started picking up the pace. Careful never to get more then about an inch into her. Newlyn continued this way for a few minutes until he could not hold himself back any further and made a final push only slightly deeper then previously and unloaded himself. He blissfully emptied his white cream in his sister's tender cunt. Once he had finished though he did not withdraw. He held himself there enjoying himself and did not pull out until his cock had gone flaccid. This took a while though because every time he felt himself deflating and withdrawing the movement would remind him he was actually inside a pussy and would get a hard again. After a long time though he eventually got soft enough for his cock to pop out. Once out he moved under the covers, flashlight and washcloth in hand, for clean up. To his delight no clean up was needed. Juliana's pussy had closed up and was not even dripping. Her panties were even dryer tonight since he pulled them down. Satisfied there would be no clean up he admired the view for a moment before pulling the panties back up. Once back in position Newlyn replaced his own boxers and slept. Things were sure easier with no clean up. As he drifted off to sleep he wondered why he had not done it this way the whole time? Day 7 Thursday The only thing noticed this morning while watching Juliana was a look of concern when she exited the restroom. Although possibly his imagination again, Newlyn was convinced something was on his sisters mind as she dressed that morning. He only wished he knew what it was. School was school. Nothing special. With a new sex doll there was little else on his mind. He found it difficult to concentrate on anything but, the school day did eventually end. Once back at the motel Newlyn would get hard every time he even looked at Juliana. Since they had such small living quarters as well this pretty much meant he was hard until bed time. Needless to say he was incredibly horny by the time he was ready to try anything. After about an hour in bed with his sister he took off his boxers. He did not even check if she was asleep before he put his hands in her panties. There was no reaction from her of course as he knew. She was too heavy a sleeper for that. What he did not expect though was the feeling of her panties. They were smoother then any his sister had worn previously. While tracing circles around her pussy his other hand explored the new pair of panties. He deduced they were possibly made of silk and lace. There was also a lot less fabric compared to the others he had encountered. To this point he had not really cared too much about what Juliana had been wearing but something about this pair made him curious. Juliana was on her side when Newlyn pulled the covers off for a better look. Using his flash light he took a peek. They were the yellow pair he had seen a few nights previously in her luggage. They were even more reveling then he would have thought they would be. Although they were clearly not a thong they did not cover much. The strap that went around the waist was less then an inch wide and from the back down her butt was possibly only two inches wide. It looked a bit wider since there was possibly half an inch of transparent lace around the entire perimeter though. This was all he could see from her current positioning. While he admired the view he wrapped his hand around the front and started gently rubbing her pussy. Satisfied with what he saw after about a minute he wanted to see the rest. He withdrew his hand and carefully rolled her onto her back. From here he could now see her front. It all came together in a low small V in the front. It was not so low that he could see her pussy but low enough that if she had any pubs the top's of them would be visible. All of this still surrounded by the same transparent lace. It was a sexy pair for sure. He could not help but wonder why she had such a pair in the first place but he was glad she did. He enjoyed the view for a minute before he needed to touch it again. Rubbing her pussy again through the revealing fabric, he began arousing her. He let his fingers slip under the fabric and he started rubbing her directly. Once he felt her getting a bit moist he realized the panties would get wet. As much as he liked this idea he kind of wanted to keep them clean for now. He also really wanted to see her bare pussy again as the panties had been teasing him. He stopped rubbing her and slowly started removing the beautiful panties. Little by little he revealed her tender bare pussy. He debated on leaving the panties simply pulled down or completely removed. He decided he would have less trouble with them completely gone. After he had carefully removed them and put them aside he again admired the view. Not long before he started touching again. This was the most access he had ever had to his little sister and he took advantage of it. He inserted his index and middle finger and started pushing in as deep as possible. He got up to knuckles pulled out and went back in. He did this with a twisting motion with his wrist and continued for a while slowly at first as she was not fully lubed yet. Not long after he started though the resistance dropped off due to her obvious arousal. He rapidly fingered her while listening to her breathing change. It started coming in short gasps and he knew she was close. Then all at once she let out a soft moan, clamped her pussy on his fingers, and started twitching. This did not stop him though and he continued to finger pump her the whole time. It took almost a minute for her to stop twitching and only then did he withdraw his now soaked hand. Newlyn had been hard for hours and it was starting to get painful. He dried his pussy soaked hand on his throbbing cock while he let his little sister calm down. While she was catching her breathe, he was debating on his next move. He really wanted to fuck her right there instead of spooning but he may have to move her around a lot. Although a heavy sleeper he had still avoided moving her when possible. He had only really rolled her over or pulled panties on or off. He was not sure he could spread her legs apart and just start ramming her. He decided to mount her with as little contact as possible. He gently spread her legs enough for him to get in between them. He then leaned forward and put his hands on either side of her body. He was now hovering over her with his face right next to hers and was careful not to lay on top of her. He gently prodded with his cock the only part of him that was touching her. He started to rub his head up and down her slit until he found what he was searching for and slowly leaned into it. His head popped in pretty easily but it was still too tight for much more then that. He gently pushed further putting his weight into it until he could go no further giving his current position. There was only about a half inch he could not get in due to the position. He was after all only allowing his cock to make contact with his sister. It was very tight and incredibly warm and at first he just let himself relax while he and his sister adjusted. He then slowly started pulling back out and before the head came out he went back in. He was starting to get a work out since he was holding his whole weight above his sister. Still he continued and picked up the pace. He had not imagined it would feel so good. Previously he had only allowed his head into her pussy now he was pushing in as far as circumstances would allow. He was building fast and knew he would not last much longer but he also could not hold him self up that much longer either. As he thrust in and out of his adorable sister he heard a soft sigh. This gave him another idea as he was approaching his climax. He leaned in and gave his sister a soft kiss. To his surprise she started kissing back. Her eyes were still closed in her blissful sleep but she was responding. Although neither of them had really done any kissing he knew of, it felt pretty electric to Newlyn. He got more passionate with the kiss and so did Juliana though they never got to tongue. The kissing was just too much for Newlyn and felt himself cuming. He rammed as deeply as possible and deposited a load of his cum deep in his sister's lovely pussy all the while he kissed her sleeping lips. Spent and exhausted he could hardly hold himself up any more and practically fell off his sister to lay beside her. He laid there for a few minutes while he caught his breath almost too long. He had closed his eyes and was about to fade into sleep before he jumped with the horrific thought of what would have happened if he had fallen asleep like that. His sister was exposed with no panties on with him sleeping naked right next to her. It would have been a bad situation. With some effort he picked himself up to examine the damage. He first replaced his own boxers before taking a look at his sister. She was sopping wet but there was no visibility of any cum. That had been left too deep to come up. Leaving her as she was he acquired the sexy yellow pair of panties and started to work them back on. They came off so easy. It was not so easy putting them back on though. The lace was particularly tricky. It kept rolling under and once he had them pulled up all the way he had to trace his finger around the entire perimeter of her panties to get the lacy out. He eventually got it though and then just admired her again. This time the panties were not so clean though. They were visibly wet after soaking up Juliana's own juice. This made the cloth just transparent enough he could see her pussy folds underneath. This made him horny all over and contemplated having sex again but he had done enough for tonight. He put the covers back over his sister but left her nightgown up and her wet panties exposed under the covers. He went to sleep leaving her like that hoping she would have some wild and vivid dreams. How would she know her panties were soaked and her nightgown was up because of her brother after all? Day 8 Friday Friday morning Newlyn woke abruptly. Not because of an alarm but because of Juliana. She was already out of bed looking over the bed by the time Newlyn had turned his head. As he did so he glimpised flash of movement as her arms came down to her sides. Her face was flushed with a look of shook and surprise and she held her hands tightly on the hem of nightgown. Ho-lee SHIT! I couldn't believe what I saw. That skinny white boy was horse-hung and then some. His flaccid meat had to be hanging down seven inches, half way to his knees. There was a star tattoo arcing over his shaved dick and his balls were hanging down at least 4". I took his shaft in my hand and gave it a few jerks until he started to get hard, then took that monster in my mouth. And it grew. And grew. And then some. Not a minute into sucking him off, that beast was sticking straight up a good 11". A nice, slender, vein-covered 11" with a bright red, rock-hard mushroom head. I went to work. I prided myself on my deep -throating skills- but this beauty was going to be a challenge. Six inches in- no problem. I worked down further. Seven inches. Still no problem and now in my throat. I ran my tongue up and down his shaft, working up a good load of spit to keep it well-lubed. At nine inches in, I started to gag. That was all I could take. This was the biggest fucking dick I had ever seen in my life and it was on some hillbilly punk who was no more than 5"9" tall and weighed no more than lbs. I had him squealing like a pig in heat I was sucking that cock so fast and furiously. His head was back, his eyes were shut tight and he was screaming "Suck my cock, you pussy faggot! Take that shit it! By the time he was done shooting his load, my mouth was literally full of cum. For what felt like forever. He pushed me down on his sofa and lifted my vest top up and sucked my nipples. It was so hot We straightened ourselves out and his wife came into the front room, we had small talk while I called for my cab and went home. At work after that he was really weird around me so I put it down to a mistake. Then randomly, a few weeks later he called me into his office. He told me that he couldnt stop thinking about me but didnt want an affair - just wanted to get it out his system. I said I didnt want anything serious so we agreed to meet at a motel one night his wife was at work We met at the motel about 2 days later. But it wasnt, we met up a few times and each time we did new stuff New positions, toys, I wore little outfits for him. 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I'd met his wife a few times, she was okay - a little moody and plain looking. I'm 10 years younger than he is, blonde and I too look after myself. We are a perfect match They have a child and I think that's when their marriage started to break down. Their girl is 5. One evening me, him and his work partner were at his place his wife works as a head chef so was at work all night going through a case. Eventually his partner left and I said I'd ring a cab. As I went to dial me and him were talking and then his wife rang. I could tell on the phone she was angry with him so I stopped dialing for the cab and asked him if everything was okay. For about an hour we talked about his marriage problems, I confided in him that I struggled dating. He complimented me on how amazing I was and he can't believe I was single. I giggled and playfully hit him but at the same he reached for his drink so we kinda bumped into each other and then we kissed. For what felt like forever. He pushed me down on his sofa and lifted my vest top up and sucked my nipples. It was so hot And then some. Not a minute into sucking him off, that beast was sticking straight up a good 11". A nice, slender, vein-covered 11" with a bright red, rock-hard mushroom head. I went to work. I prided myself on my deep -throating skills- but this beauty was going to be a challenge. Six inches in- no problem. I worked down further. Seven inches. Still no problem and now in my throat. I ran my tongue up and down his shaft, working up a good load of spit to keep it well-lubed. At nine inches in, I started to gag. That was all I could take. This was the biggest fucking dick I had ever seen in my life and it was on some hillbilly punk who was no more than 5"9" tall and weighed no more than lbs. I had him squealing like a pig in heat I was sucking that cock so fast and furiously. His head was back, his eyes were shut tight and he was screaming "Suck my cock, you pussy faggot! Take that shit it! By the time he was done shooting his load, my mouth was literally full of cum. I stood, leaned over the sink and spit it out as Doug quickly pulled up his underwear and pants. He opened the bathroom door and we walked out. I grabbed my sandwich, chips and beer, looked at Doug and said "Appreciate it, dude. Thanks," he said, reaching down to unzip his fly. I thought for a second he was going to pull his cock out before he was even in the bath room. He didn't, but he did the next best thing. He left the door open while he took a piss Parental controls: Possibly brought on by the dreadful boredom of the day. Unfortunately he woke up before anything happened and, to add insult he could not even remember what it had been about. Frustrated at this he had planned on getting a drink of water and back to bed when something caught his attention. He was cuddling with someone. He could not think straight and did not know what was going on then the memories came back. He was asleep in a motel and in bed with his sister that would mean he was cuddling Juliana. Although he would expect this to have been off putting and reason for disappointment he also became aware of something else. Not only was he cuddling his sister he was spooning her with an erection between her legs. The first thought to cross his mind was panic and he almost jumped back. Not sure what would have happened if he did but since he was still between his sisters legs other thoughts crept in. Newlyn, although inexperienced knew what was happening here. Here he was horny with a great opportunity. Too scared to do anything but too horny not to try something he decided he would just do a bit of a bump and grind. Juliana's night gown had crept up and Newlyn was still contained in his boxers but still had a lot of great access to his sister. He slowly starting grinding his crotch into Juliana and was promptly rewarded. He could feel her panties through his boxers which only drove him wild. Here was the closest he had ever come to a pussy and was turned on like hell. He rubbed his boxers into Juliana's panties for several minutes before he started feeling it coming. He knew he could not blow his load here but he could not stop now. After another few seconds though it would be too late. Newlyn finally came to his senses and got out of bed. In the bathroom he finished quickly while remembering the amazing feeling he had with his sister moments ago. After coming off of his horny high he felt rather shameful and fearful. He had come close to do something pretty horrible and if he had been caught He went back to bed and turned his back to his sister and stayed as far away as possible and slept uneasy the rest of the night. Still he could not shake the idea, what if Night 3 Sunday 'What if' did not take that long to answer. Yesterday had been boring but not today. They had gone out early that day to grab some card and board games which were great, but Newlyn would not have been bored even if it had not been for the games. He had too much on his mind. All day Newlyn had been contemplating the previous night and had come up with a plan. He would be more prepared this time and had stashed a washcloth near by to finish in and clean up. This way he would not have to stop. The other thing he had in mind was more of a way to satisfy his conscience. He would not make any moves on his sister while she slept unless he woke up in the middle of the night spooning her like he had the previous night. There were a few reasons behind this. One that it could be considered an accident. He also would only take advantage of the situation if it happened again. Basically if fate willed it to happen than it was meant to happen right? And another he was not sure how he got into the spooning position he was in last night anyway and was not sure he could work his way into that naturally like he had while he slept. Everything was the same as the night before. Juliana got ready for bed first followed by Newlyn. He did make sure the light was off before entering the room though. He did not think he could effectively hide the bulge in his boxers. Once in bed he said good night and rolled over just like the previous nights and Juliana did the same. It took a longer time to get to sleep that night at least it felt like it. He kept thinking he should just make his move. He might never wake up spooning his sister again and if that did not happen then what? Struggling with his conscience Newlyn eventually fell asleep. Newlyn woke up horny again only this time he knew exactly where he was and thanked what ever deity that might hear him that he was again spooning his sister. So thrilled with his fortune that he did not spend much time idly between his sister's legs before moving on. Unlike the previous night Juliana's nightgown had not crept up her body meaning her gowned was preventing any good access to his sister's ladyship. Newlyn gently lifted her gowned but it snagged not too far up since she was sleeping on it. Thankfully she was light. She was the smallest in her class by far after all. With some minor tugging he had worked the light fabric up under her hips and he soon had even more access then he had the previous night. Newlyn slow started grinding his crotch into Juliana's now exposed panties but after only a few minutes he stopped this as he had planed this and had something else in mind. Newlyn would not be content to grind his boxers into his sister he wanted more. Besides if he kept his boxers on it would be messy. Before going further though he had to check on his sister. This was another big risk he knew but, he would have much bigger problems if he did not check first. He gently shoved Juliana's shoulder and softly called her name then held his breath. There was no response. He did it again only a little harder and a little louder still no response. He then took a deep breathe and pushed her again and called again even harder and louder. Convinced he had gone to far he waited. His heart still racing he decided she would not be waking up any time soon and moved on. Newlyn reached for his boxers and pulled out his throbbing cock while gently guiding it between Juliana's legs. He rubbed himself right up against her panties. It felt better then he had imagined. There was only a flimsy piece of fabric protecting her vulnerable pussy. He slowly started to rub himself back and forth along the underside of his sister's crotch and felt every bit of her he could reach. Without the boxers in the way he could actually feel her lips against the head of his cock, through her panties, but still. This is where he hit a slight snare though. His own boxers only pulled down restricted his own movements and he could not get in any further. Slightly irritated but not dissuaded he stopped and pulled out to lay on his back. Newlyn then took his boxers off. Now fully naked in bed with his little sister he rolled back over and inserted himself between her legs again this time when he probed he could get to the hilt, sort of. He then enjoyed the feeling of her pussy folds through her panties as he slowly slide himself back and forth along her crotch. All things come to an end though. Try as he might Newlyn could not keep himself from cuming much longer. With the washcloth in hand at the very last moment he pulled himself free and finished right there next to his sister. Clean up was easy. He folded up the washcloth after making sure he had empty everything he had then put on his boxers. He went to the bathroom and rinsed out the washcloth, just in case, and went back to bed with a big grin. He slept well that night and for some reason did not feel shameful this time. After all fate had allowed it to happen right? Night 4 Monday With happy memories of the previous night Newlyn could not keep his erection down all day. School was only distracting him from what he wanted to think about but it did eventually end. After school he was excited to see Juliana again and tried to contain his excitement every time he looked at Juliana. When he did, it would twitch and Newlyn could not get the thoughts out of his head, not that he tried. The day only seemed to drag on though with the added excitement. Bed time eventually came though and progressed just like the previous nights. Juliana was already in bed when Newlyn came in with the washcloth hidden away within reach. Tonight would be a bit different though. There would be no sleeping and hoping to wake spooning again. He had already gambled that and come out on top. Now it was time to take control. Instead of attempting to sleep Newlyn simply tried to relax and wait. After about an hour he decided to make his move. At least it felt like an hour though it was probably less. Time seems to move slow when waiting for something. He had been waiting for his sister to fall asleep but not only sleep but deep sleep. First to make sure she was truly asleep. He called to her and shook her like the previous night. With no response he called louder and shook her harder. Convinced again she would not be waking Newlyn proceeded. Newlyn slid up behind Juliana, still sleeping on her side with her back to him, and reached between her legs to find her nightgown. It had not ridden up any that he could tell as it was still just above her knees. Since she was so light it was easy to lift it up her back side as he had done previously. With her gowned out of the way Newlyn decided to try something new. He started caressing his little sister. Even through the panties he could tell Juliana had a nice butt tender yet firm. He messaged her cheeks for a bit all the while getting more excited. He then moved his hand down a bit further along her crack until he could start feeling the supple lips of her pussy. He spent more time here. Slowly rubbing his fingers along her slit until he was ready to burst. Up until now he had only touched her with some kind of cloth in the way that would change tonight. He wanted the first pussy he ever touched to be with his cock though. Reluctantly he took his hands off and eagerly pulled off his own boxers. Now free himself he repositioned him self and slid in. Like the night before he just rubbed him self against her panties and felt her tender pussy through the fabric. There would be more tonight though. After only a few strokes he felt the pressure building. Perhaps he had been anticipating to long. It had been on his mind all day after all. Regardless it was far too soon to blow his load now, not yet. He withdrew and with the help of his hand angled himself back a bit and moved Juliana's panties aside with the head of his penis and thrust in. Newlyn had just the head in his sister panties now but it was enough. Amazed at how far he had come, he eagerly continued. Slowly he pushed his hips into Juliana's enjoying every centimeter when he felt it. Just as he touched her warm lush pussy lips he felt something else, his eruption. Where had it come from? It came much faster and stronger then it ever had before. With the first jet he had bucked and dove in even deeper and it just would not stop. He could not pull out without risking an even bigger mess. As it was he was pinned. His pulsing cock continued to shoot gobs of cum into his little sister's panties all the while unable to escape. Panic would be an under statement for Newlyn as the last drops of cum dripped onto Juliana's pussy only to be caught by her panties. Newlyn slowly withdrew. He had just exploded in his sleeping sister's panties not something that would go unnoticed. What was he to do? Newlyn rubbed his temples as he racking his brain over what had just happened. After a few minutes he had a few ideas of what to do. None seemed any good though but, he guessed there were probably no good ideas at this point. Fate it seemed had been kind to him only to pull the rug out from under him in the worst way. Cursing his luck Newlyn went over his options. First, do nothing. Not a good plan but as he thought none of them were any good. This one would be easiest of course just go back to sleep and pretend nothing happened. Maybe Juliana would wake up and not notice? Maybe if she did she would think she had a wet dream? Maybe he could claim he had no idea what happened and it could be blown off as an accident? Or maybe pigs would fly. Second, minor clean up. Just wipe up what he could and go back to sleep. This might wake her up which was a risk of course. Maybe if he cleaned up enough though she really would think it was a wet dream or better yet not notice at all. On the other hand if she did wake up while he was cleaning her pussy If that happened he would be worse off then her waking up and discovering his cum in her panties. Third, an accident. This one had appeal to it but would be difficult to pull off. If he could somehow make it appear his sister had wet the bed or even better make her actually wet the bed the messy panties could go completely unnoticed. Problem of course was how to do it and make it convincing. He could pour warm water on her under the covers maybe? Or dip her hand in warm water he heard that could cause accidents. It did not seem like it would work though. The hand in warm water seemed far fetched and pouring water on her seemed to difficult to get away with. Having your brother hastily move to get a water bottle out of there when waking up seemed like a dead give away. Plus the fact she had not wet the bed in years. Fourth, full clean up. Remove her panties completely, wash her, and replace the panties with a fresh pair. This one of course would be the one most likely to get him caught while in the task but the least likely to be caught afterward. There would be no evidence after all but the process would be by far the most invasive. Waking your sister up by taking her panties off full of your cum would probably be punishable by sudden death. Rubbing your sister's bare pussy while attempting to remove your own cum would be rewarded the same way. Even getting the panties back on would cause unexplainable havoc. However if he managed to pull it off there would be nothing that would cause suspicion. He would be in the clear, literally. The minutes past quickly, he had to choose one of them and fast. If he did not pick the choice would be made for him. Eventually he decided on option four. It took him several minutes to finally get the courage to do anything though. Still a large and risky under taking after all. First thing he would need was a new pair of panties. Actually he only reasoned this out as a way of procrastinating but went a head with it any way. Newlyn got out of bed slowly and tiptoed toward Juliana's suitcase opened it carefully. Too dark. This would not do. He could not see anything. Picking up the luggage he snuck into the bathroom. On his way he must have bumped something off a shelf and it landed with a soft thud. He froze, had she waken? He watched her with rapt attention and saw no movement and figured he was in the clear. What had he hit any way, a bottle of some kind? It did not mater right now he would pick it up later there was far more pressing things at the moment. Once in the bathroom Newlyn made sure the door was closed and locked before turning on the light. It was way brighter then he needed or wanted but it was not like he had much of a choice. He opened Juliana's suite case and started rummaging through it. It did not take long to find what he needed, a clean pair of panties. What did surprise him though was the verity. Newlyn only had one type of underwear himself. Simple black boxers just multiple pairs. His sister though had all sorts in fact every pair of panties she had was different in color, shape, design or even fabric. The one he found most interesting was a lacy yellow silk pair. It might not have been silk but it felt like it. They were also the most reveling of any of the panties available. They were not a thong but certainly would show a lot of skin. As tempting as it would have been to grab this pair he thought better of it. He had not consider his sister would have different types of panties. If he changed them on her she would notice. Waking up in a different pair of panties then the ones you went to bed in would defiantly draw attention. Newlyn had a problem here. He would have to match up the panties as best he could. This meant before he picked a pair for Juliana he would need to know what she had on currently. Even though they all looked different there were a few pair that were not so terribly different. It might be possible for one not to notice a swap had occurred unless they had made some kind of mental note. He hoped Juliana had not done so. Newlyn left the suite case in the bathroom and turned out the light. He then snuck back in to find something of his. In his back pack he had a flashlight. He just needed to see what she had on currently. Using the blanket to block most of the light he turned the flashlight on and looked over Juliana's current messy panties. She had not moved since he had left her. She was still on her side with her night gown pulled up reveling her thinly clad lower half. The first thing Newlyn noticed was great big damp spots. A few of which he could even see his own cum had oozed through and was visible in small globes even on the outside of her panties. Seeing it like this even through a layer of fabric he realized just how big of a mess he had made. The panties themselves were dark green cotton with a V shaped frill of lace in the front. Other then the lace they looked a bit ordinary but still unique enough they would be noticed. With the new insight Newlyn slipped back into the bathroom. Damn, none of these pair were like the one she was wearing. The best he could do was a pair of blue cotton panties with a simple floral design and ruffles all along the edges. He grabbed them, closed the suite case, turned out the lights, and headed back into the bed room. After stashing the case back where he got it he head over to Juliana. He gently rolled her over on her back and anchored his fingers on the straps of her panties and froze. It was now or never if he was going to do it, this would be it. Setting his resolve Newlyn slowly started peeling back Juliana's soaking panties. He heard it more then anything else. A sticky sound like tape peeling. He felt it as a little resistance. It was like a very week adhesive but enough that every wet spot resisted his pulling. Soon the panties were pulled inside out they were so sticky revealing his little sister's cum painted pussy and finally exposing Newlyn's disaster, although he could not see it too well in the dark. He had to have a look. With the flashlight still near by he once again filtered it through the blanket and turned it on. At that time there were not really words for it. It was beautiful and horrifying. His sweet little sister was plastered with his cum. He had never seen something so incredibly sexy before and he went hard again. Yet the potential ramifications for his accident, terrifying. I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out. Her next words hit me hard. My own daughter thought I was an attractive man? Sophie took her hand off my chest. Suddenly, under the covers, I felt her shirt disappearing under my fingers. More and more of her skin fell prey to my touch as she tugged her shirt up her body. My hand felt like lead, too heavy to move away. It was stuck there. When my whole hand was on her bare side, she brought the shirt back down, over my hand, housing it inside her clothing. I understand. Her fingernails scurried gracefully over my underwear, dancing on my thick manhood inside. I shivered and closed my eyes as first her fingers, then her palm slid rhythmically up and down the length of my shaft. Her touch was divine. Maybe it was wrong. Maybe it was depraved and unwholesome. Maybe sharing this moment with my own daughter was the most immoral thing I could possibly do. Not anymore. Right now, all I wanted to do was indulge in this intimate love together. Finally, they found it, pulling my rigid erection out of the hole. My daughter took it in her hand. Meanwhile, my hand dug deeper into her shirt. I found her breasts. Sophie closed her eyes for a second, moaning lightly as I started to fondle them and play with her nipples. They slid up and down, aided by the slick lubricant that was trickling profusely from the tip of my manly rod. What was truly the end of that sentence? I love you, Daddy. She kissed me back. Using my arm that was still around her, I pulled Sophie close, not letting her go. Our lips tangoed together, rubbing back and forth. Our tongues tussled between our lips. I groaned in my throat. Oh, Sophie! I looked into her eyes. My hands found her shirt. She sat up as I pulled the clothing off her young, eighteen-year-old body. I tossed it on the floor. Her incredible breasts hung there on her chest. I leaned in. My daughter fell back onto the bed, allowing me full access to her gorgeous chest. I squeezed and coddled them with my hands. I licked and sucked, listening to Sophie whimper from the pleasure. She was breathing hard. Our lips melted together in forbidden love. I kissed my daughter aggressively, pushing her head down into her pillow. I let my weight fall on her, pinning her to the bed. I lifted myself up, letting her remove my undershirt, then laid back down on top of her. I could feel her plush breasts against my broad chest, her small body beneath mine. I found her hands. I kissed her over and over. Sophie tilted her chin up to give me all access to her skin. I kissed her one more time on the lips and looked deeply into her beautiful brown eyes. She relinquished her control, trusting me, and I would never give her reason to fear. My lips danced with her nipples again. She moaned, begging me for more. Then, I heard her newest desire. We both smiled. Slowly, I let go of her wrists and laid back on the bed. My solid rod was still poking through my shorts. My daughter retrieved some lotion from her purse and then came back to make good on her promise. My daughter did as she was told and tossed them away, kneeling beside me. As I lay there naked, I just admired her eighteen-year-old body. My fingertips slowly explored her skin. Every curve was divine. Her softness was perfect. The shape of her young, dancer figure was flawless. I smiled in appreciation as I watched her move into position. Sophie applied a generous glob of lotion to her palm and took my phallic tool in her hand again. She squeezed hard. I moaned in pure pleasure. Her sure touch as she spread the lubricant along all seven inches of my shaft was incredible. She smiled beautifully, evidently honoured to serve her father. I lay there, gripping the bed sheets and moaning her name. 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This one would be easiest of course just go back to sleep and pretend nothing happened. Maybe Juliana would wake up and not notice? Maybe if she did she would think she had a wet dream? Maybe he could claim he had no idea what happened and it could be blown off as an accident? Or maybe pigs would fly. Second, minor clean up. Just wipe up what he could and go back to sleep. This might wake her up which was a risk of course. Maybe if he cleaned up enough though she really would think it was a wet dream or better yet not notice at all. On the other hand if she did wake up while he was cleaning her pussy If that happened he would be worse off then her waking up and discovering his cum in her panties. Third, an accident. This one had appeal to it but would be difficult to pull off. If he could somehow make it appear his sister had wet the bed or even better make her actually wet the bed the messy panties could go completely unnoticed. Problem of course was how to do it and make it convincing. He could pour warm water on her under the covers maybe? Or dip her hand in warm water he heard that could cause accidents. It did not seem like it would work though. The hand in warm water seemed far fetched and pouring water on her seemed to difficult to get away with. Having your brother hastily move to get a water bottle out of there when waking up seemed like a dead give away. Plus the fact she had not wet the bed in years. Fourth, full clean up. Remove her panties completely, wash her, and replace the panties with a fresh pair. This one of course would be the one most likely to get him caught while in the task but the least likely to be caught afterward. There would be no evidence after all but the process would be by far the most invasive. Waking your sister up by taking her panties off full of your cum would probably be punishable by sudden death. Rubbing your sister's bare pussy while attempting to remove your own cum would be rewarded the same way. Even getting the panties back on would cause unexplainable havoc. However if he managed to pull it off there would be nothing that would cause suspicion. He would be in the clear, literally. The minutes past quickly, he had to choose one of them and fast. If he did not pick the choice would be made for him. Eventually he decided on option four. It took him several minutes to finally get the courage to do anything though. Still a large and risky under taking after all. First thing he would need was a new pair of panties. Actually he only reasoned this out as a way of procrastinating but went a head with it any way. Newlyn got out of bed slowly and tiptoed toward Juliana's suitcase opened it carefully. Too dark. This would not do. He could not see anything. Picking up the luggage he snuck into the bathroom. On his way he must have bumped something off a shelf and it landed with a soft thud. He froze, had she waken? He watched her with rapt attention and saw no movement and figured he was in the clear. What had he hit any way, a bottle of some kind? It did not mater right now he would pick it up later there was far more pressing things at the moment. Once in the bathroom Newlyn made sure the door was closed and locked before turning on the light. It was way brighter then he needed or wanted but it was not like he had much of a choice. He opened Juliana's suite case and started rummaging through it. It did not take long to find what he needed, a clean pair of panties. What did surprise him though was the verity. Newlyn only had one type of underwear himself. Simple black boxers just multiple pairs. His sister though had all sorts in fact every pair of panties she had was different in color, shape, design or even fabric. The one he found most interesting was a lacy yellow silk pair. It might not have been silk but it felt like it. They were also the most reveling of any of the panties available. They were not a thong but certainly would show a lot of skin. As tempting as it would have been to grab this pair he thought better of it. He had not consider his sister would have different types of panties. If he changed them on her she would notice. Waking up in a different pair of panties then the ones you went to bed in would defiantly draw attention. Newlyn had a problem here. He would have to match up the panties as best he could. This meant before he picked a pair for Juliana he would need to know what she had on currently. Even though they all looked different there were a few pair that were not so terribly different. It might be possible for one not to notice a swap had occurred unless they had made some kind of mental note. He hoped Juliana had not done so. Newlyn left the suite case in the bathroom and turned out the light. He then snuck back in to find something of his. In his back pack he had a flashlight. He just needed to see what she had on currently. Using the blanket to block most of the light he turned the flashlight on and looked over Juliana's current messy panties. She had not moved since he had left her. She was still on her side with her night gown pulled up reveling her thinly clad lower half. The first thing Newlyn noticed was great big damp spots. A few of which he could even see his own cum had oozed through and was visible in small globes even on the outside of her panties. Seeing it like this even through a layer of fabric he realized just how big of a mess he had made. The panties themselves were dark green cotton with a V shaped frill of lace in the front. Other then the lace they looked a bit ordinary but still unique enough they would be noticed. With the new insight Newlyn slipped back into the bathroom. Damn, none of these pair were like the one she was wearing. 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It was more difficult putting the panties on then taking them off but he somehow managed it. Once done he pulled her nightgown back down and tucked her in for the rest of the night. He had done it. He got away with it. Cleaned up and with a fresh pair of panties there was no way Juliana would notice anything. Other then maybe she had a different pair of panties on, but that would be hard to point back to him. Still even though he had made it through the worst of it he was not done yet. He still had clean up of his own. The washcloth was easy just get it wet and wring it out. The panties were a different story these were full of evidence and it would be odd that a single pair of panties were soaking wet. In the end he decided to wash them best he could in the sink and wring them out well and stuff them at the bottom of the dirty clothes bag next to the bathroom door. Surly they would dry by the end of the week and go unnoticed. They had packed enough clothes for the week and would not be doing laundry until they got back home. When that time came their could be a number of ways to explain or get away with the soaking pair of panties. It would not mater now. After all this Newlyn finally went to bed. He was exhausted, thrilled, and bit scared still when he finally fell asleep. All the while he could not help but think he had been forgetting something. Night 5 Tuesday The next day Newlyn woke up anxious. There was no way of knowing if Juliana would notice anything. He watched her closely and only hoped he was discreet about it. The only thing he observed however was a somewhat quizzical expression on his sister after she changed in the bathroom. She also kept looking at her suit case like she wanted to confirm something but never did. This could have all been in his head but if he had a guess he knew exactly what was on her mind, "Didn't I have a different pair of panties on last night? Now in the clear last night started to catch up to Newlyn quickly. He had trouble staying awake all through the day. It was so bad he was thinking of sleeping through lunch, but reasoned he would not wake up again and miss next period if he did. The day could not have been more slow. He just wanted it to end so he could get back to bed. By the time they got back to the motel he only managed to take his shoes off before falling asleep in bed. Hours later he woke famished. Dinner had already been prepared. Although everyone else was already done, they had left him enough to make a meal. After dinner he worked on his homework since he had managed to do so little of it in school. By this time it was close to bed time but he did not feel tired at all. He wondered if he would be able to stay up late but his mother answered that question before he could even ask. She had Newlyn and Juliana both get ready for bed as usual. Did not mater to her that he had a nap or not. Her reasoning, "you will just throw your sleep even further off if you stay up because of a nap. Staying up to watch TV or even have a light on for reading would only disturb every one else in their current living conditions. So Newlyn went through his nightly routine as usual. It occur to him that he had not even thought about sex or his sister at all since that morning until he was in the shower. He got hard in a hurry when he realized what he had gotten away with last night. He would be able to try again tonight just more careful. For how awake he was now he would not be able to think of anything else for a long while any way. He went to bed that night as normally as possible with washcloth on hand. He made a pretense of attempting sleep of course but all he was really doing was waiting. After about an hour Newlyn called to his sister. I stared out my dashboard window, intent on seeing what was in front of me. 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She in turn only stood there with her arms folded. Sophie said her goodbyes as well and a moment later we were out at the car. I chuckled in response, and put her bag in the back seat. We took our places in the front and we were off. As we left, I took one last glance at the house. My ex stood there in the living room window — sure enough, with her arms still folded defensively. Before long, we were out on the highway again. In the thirty minutes between arriving on this stretch of road and now travelling on it in the opposite direction, it seemed to have gotten twice as bad. Snow stuck to every square inch, and I slowed down even more than I had on my initial journey. Sophie plugged in her iPod, and started off playing some music for us to enjoy as we drove. The musical distraction provided me some relief and I relaxed, even lessening my grip on the wheel. She shot me a disbelieving look. It was just one of those things. Even I had to admit that my daughter was a beautiful girl. 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It was a place I usually just zoomed past without a second thought. I knew there was a small roadside cafe, but that was it. I was about to drive on to the next town when Sophie noticed a motel just up one of the roads. We pulled up to the office. I got out and faced the weather. It was getting noticeably worse. There was more snow, more wind, and the temperature was dropping. I ran inside, the bells on the door chiming my arrival. The office was at least well-kept, so that was encouraging. A slender, middle-aged man soon walked up from the living quarters behind. In fact My hesitation must have been plainly visible. The owner lowered his face a bit. I scowled a bit. Sorry, sir. In the end, I relented. We struck a very reasonable price, and I paid and received the key before returning to the car. My daughter was playing and tapping away on her phone when I opened the door and sat down. Second, the heater works, but not well. I chuckled an agreement and pulled up in front of our room. 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