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WARNING: This story contains graphic ADULT language and explicit descriptions of various sex acts. (mf, mmf, mm, mff, incest) If you are under 18 or if you find such material offensive, STOP READING NOW! XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX NOTE: Parts of this story (parts 1-2a) were first posted under the working title "PRIVATE BOB". As the author of this piece of original, purely fictional CRAP, I choose to rename it. Feel free to call it whatever you wish. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
SEMPER FI (Part 1)
Private Robert Simmons, USMC serial number 569-69- 8182, 18 years old and now in his 6th week of Marine "Boot" training at MCRD San Diego was in the platoon squadbay sitting on a foot locker shinning his shoes when he heard one of the junior DIs yell out:
"Private Simmons, front and center! On the double skinhead!"
Bob jumped to his feet double-timed toward the sound of the voice. "It's that fucking sadistic bastard Sergeant Casey", Bob thought as he ran through the squadbay. "Now what the fuck does he want?" Bob came to an abrupt halt in front of Sergeant Casey and braced himself to attention.
"SIR, Private Simmons reporting, SIR!"
"What the fuck took so long asshole? What'd you do, stop to jerk-off?"
"SIR, no SIR, the private got himself here on the double as ordered."
"Sure you did! The Gunny wants to see you in his office ASAP. Move it, Private!"
Bob double-timed to the Gunny's office. He stopped at the door and pounded his fist on the wood three times--as Marine recruits have done for years. A gruff voice echoed through the door. "Get in here, Private!
Bob entered, quick-marched directly in front and centered on the desk. He stared at a spot on the wall above the Gunny's head. The Senior Drill Instructor, Gunnery Sergeant "Rock" Hammer, a 19 year veteran of the Marine Corps, in a rough voice said, "I'm waiting, Private. You don't want to keep me waiting, do you?"
"SIR, NO SIR! Private Simmons reporting as ordered, SIR!"
"That's more like it, Private. Simmons, I want you to get this message over to Captain Flemmings in the Admin Building. You are to give it to her personally and no one else. You got that?"
"SIR, YES SIR!"
"Good! Now get out of my office Private!"
"SIR, aye aye SIR!"
Bob did a sharp about face and quick-marched from the Gunny's office. He'd said double-time and that's what Bob did. He ran across the parade field--"grinder" the DIs called it--and didn't slacken the pace until he stood in front of the Administration Building. Bob entered and checked the board for Captain Flemmings Office number.
At the same time Bob was searching for the Captain's office, Rock was still thinking about the note he'd sent and why it'd been sent. Rock and Sally Flemmings had been involved in a sexual relationship for over a year. This involvement they kept secret for a couple of reasons. First, it was completely counter to Marine Corps regulations for officers and enlisted to fraternize. If their involvement were to become public, both Rock and Sally would face the possibility of a court-marshall. Secondly, their relationship was more than simply sexual. Sally Flemmings and the Rock had a "thing" for young, viral Marines--especially one with a greater than average cock.
They were always on the lookout for someone to share. Sally would make the initial seduction, then the Rock would be brought in to share the conquest. This arrangement had worked well for them. Rock had decided on Simmons a few days earlier. He had quietly eased himself into the recruit showers one evening in an attempt to catch some of the recruits sneaking a smoke. This was something recruits often did because the steam masked the smoke. It was then he spotted Simmons. The kid was very young, 17, and good looking. Most of all, he had what appeared to be a horse cock between his legs. Rock figured that hard, it would have to be 8 or 9 inches in length and as thick as a coke bottle--the large end! "Here's one for Sally!" he thought.
Bob found Captain Flemmings office and gave the standard recruit three knocks. "Enter", a very feminine voice said. Captain Flemming, an attractive 28 year old female officer with 7 years in the Corps, looked up at Bob.
"Yes, what is it Private?"
"Sir...er..uh...I mean Maam...I have a message from my DI...uh...I mean from Gunnery Sergeant Hammer."
"Let's have it Private."
Bob handed the envelope to the Captain. Since he hadn't been dismissed, he remained before Sally's desk at attention. Sally tore open the envelope and picked out the small slip of paper.
S.
Here's one for you to check out.
Good looking and 8 or 9, I'd say.
R.
Bob watched as the Captain lifted her eyes from the note, then looked at him from head to foot and back again. She smiled and said, "Thank you, Private. Tell the Rock...tell Gunnery Sergeant Hammer I said thanks and will expect him and a working party of one here in my office at 2000 (8PM) tonight. You're dismissed."
Bob did a smart about face, exited the office and building. He double-timed back to the platoon area. He, once more, pounded on the Gunny's door, entered when told to do so and reported what the Captain had said. The Gunny said, "Very good, Private. You just volunteered for a working party. I'll see you here at 1930--SHARP! Dismissed!"
Promptly at 1930, Bob pounded on the Gunny's door. The Rock came out and said, "Let's go Private." The two of them headed for Sally's office. Rock knocked on Sally's door, and they went inside when they hear the "Enter".
Rock said, "Here's the working party you requested Captain. Will you need me any longer?"
"Longer Sergeant? Longer...Hmmm. No that will be all...for now."
Bob wondered what the laugh from the Captain was about after she said "longer". "And", he asked himself, "did I imagine the wink she gave the Gunny?"
The Rock left the office and The Captain told Bob to have a seat and "rest easy" for a few minutes while she completed some paperwork. Bob waited and, with the idle time, his mind began to wander down some fantasy lanes. The attractive face and well shaped--and no doubt firm-body of the Captain had not escaped his attention. Before too long, his mind had her bent over the desk with her skirt up around her waist. In his 17 years, Bob had yet to experience a real fuck. But he was about to have another of his fantasy fucks. His mind had his cock at the Captain's cunt when the spell was broken.
"Private, do you have a girl friend at home? Someone special?"
"Uh, no Maam, I don't."
"You do like girls, right?"
"Of course", Bob answered, wondering what this conversation was all about.
Captain Flemmings rose from the desk, walked to the door and locked it. Turning back to Bob, she asked, "How about sex? Do you like that? My, my your face is turning red. Does this talk embarrass you?"
The Captain had just sat on the edge of her desk when she asked the last question. Bob didn't answer, so she ask again.
"Sex, Private...Do you like sex?"
"Yes, I guess so."
"You guess so! What kind of answer is that? Have you ever had sex with a woman? I can see it in your face. You've never had a fuck, have you? Does that language upset you? Is fuck not a word a young Marine uses? So, you've lost your voice, have you?"
"Uh...no Maam...I'm just surprised."
"Well listen closely Private. You're about to get another surprise. I must warn you, however, that I shall deny everything if you tell anyone about what I'm about to say. Who would be he one believed...the Captain or the Private? Here it is in plain and graphic words. Would you like to fuck me Private? Well, what your answer? If no, get up and walk out of here, but keep your mouth shut! If yes, stand up, walk over here and take my shoes off. We go from there. You doing as I direct. Make a decision."
Bob stood up, walked over, dropped to his knees and began to untie Sally's shoes. He had no idea what lay ahead, and his mind was saying RUN--but his cock was screaming STAY!
As Bob was removing Sally's shoes, she'd removed her uniform shirt. Her top was now bare except for the black lace bra holding her large but firm breasts. Bob had the shoes off and Sally stood to unzip and step from her skirt. She was now standing before Bob wearing the Black lace bra, matching panties and a black garter belt supporting her plain regulation hose. She unsnapped the garter belt from the hose and had Bob peel them down off her legs. Next, she reached behind and unsnapped the bra, letting it drop to the floor. The panties were the last article to come off. Sally stood looking at Bob, wearing only the black garter belt.
"Get out of that uniform, Private", she ordered as she remained perched on the edge of the desk waiting and watching. Bob slip out of his shoes, then removed his uniform. Standing in his underwear, he waited for the next command. "Everything, get it all off, Private!" The shirt came off, then Bob began to peel his drawers down. When his cock sprang free, the captain eyes widened and she exclaimed, "Oh fuck, what a monster! And it's not even completely hard. Is it? Get over here and sit on the edge of the desk. I want a closer look at that thing."
Bob sat down as ordered while the captain rolled her desk chair around and sat in front of Bob. She stared at it a minute before ordering Bob to play with it until it was completely hard. Bob hesitated a moment, then started jacking himself off. His cock grew to its full 9 inches and Sally pulled his hand off and replaced it with her own. She gave it a couple of strokes, then lowered her mouth to the purple, blood engorged head. Her mouth was tight around the thickness of the head.
Sally pulled her lips off and began to lick. She wanted the head wet with salvia before trying her mouth again. She licked and spit on the head, then back her mouth went, taking the head inside. She lowered her mouth to take in part of the thick throbbing shaft. She got several inches in, and worked her mouth up and down for a while. Bob was trying to fuck deeper into the hot wetness of Sally's mouth. Sally stopped suddenly and lifted her mouth off.
"Take it easy kid. Let's not get in a hurry. We have plenty of time. Lets try something else. Switch places with me. It time for your first taste of pussy."
The two exchanged places, Sally on the desk and Bob in the chair. The captain pulled Bob's head in close and let him look for a minute. She opened the lips of her cunt and told him to lick. Bob went to work as though it was something he'd been doing all his life. Sally told him to look for the hard nub of her clitoris and suck. Bob found it and drew it between his lips.
"Oh shit...oh shit...that's it kid...suck it...suck it...OOOHHH FUCKKKK YES...MORE...MORE...YESSS...YESSSSS!"
It was the first orgasm Bob had ever given any woman. It was fun, exciting and more than fantastic, he thought. The Captain slid off the desk, got some tissue from one of the drawers and wiped out her cunt.
"Get up on the desk", The Captain ordered, "on your back!" XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
--MORE IN PART TWO--
From: LYXJ07A@prodigy.com (Raymond Landolf) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: SEMPER FI 2-4 (2nd try) (mf,mm,incest) Date: 10 Jul 1995 10:10:10 GMT Distribution: world X-Newsreader: Version 1.2
WARNING: This story contains graphic ADULT language and explicit descriptions of various sex acts. (mf, mmf, mm, mff, incest) If you are under 18 or if you find such material offensive, STOP READING NOW! XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX NOTE: Parts of this story (parts 1-2a) were first posted under the working title "PRIVATE BOB". As the author of this piece of original, purely fictional CRAP, I choose to rename it. Feel free to call it whatever you wish. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
SEMPER FI (Part 2)
Private Simmons, Bob, had just been being an order by Captain Sally Flemmings. "I'm not one to disobey an order", Bob thought, smiling inwardly to himself. He climbed onto the desk and stretched out on his back--as he'd been commanded. Sally crawled up after Bob and straddle his middle. The brave young captain was about to impale herself upon the young Marine's big stiff "weapon". She lowered her cunt and strained to get the huge head lodged inside her still wet pussy. With much grunting and moaning, she managed to get it inside. Sally waited but a second before starting the downward movement.
"Oh fuck...oh fuck...this things is ripping the walls of my cunt. God damn you, this cock is BIG! I'm going to have to go it a little slower. UH...UH yes...it hurts...but fuck I love it! OH shit it's good. Okay...okay, now back up some...down...down...back up...down...down...down...DOWN! Fuck Simmons, the damn head is banging at my cervix. It's a fucking good thing that I'm in control here. On top and driving, you'd rip me apart! Okay, here I go, back up...slow...slow. Now down...down...down. Simmons get ready, when I say now, push your ass up hard. First...up a little...get ready...ready...NOW! OHHHH FUCK! It's through my cervix. I'm never had one this deep! Hold on to be and roll us over. I want you on top now!"
Bob grabbed the Captain and rolled her over under his body. His cock was still deep in her cunt. Grabbing her legs and pushing them back as she ordered, Bob began a hard deep fuck into the depths of the tight cunt. sally was crying, moaning and sobbing with both pain and pleasure. Bob was sure someone would hear and come running. But still he fucked on as commanded.
"Not yet, Simmons...not yet! Don't you cum yet! Wait...wait...wait...shit ...shit...shitttt yes...NOW SIMMONS NOW! FILL MY CUNT WITH CUM! SHIT...SHIT...I'M CUMMMMING! YES! YES! YES!"
The private did as the captain ordered, his cum spurted from the head of his cock--jet after jet! He was still hard and continued to fuck, giving Sally several more small orgasms. She couldn't believe it! It had to be one of the best fucks ever! Bob fucked on until he, too, dropped another smaller load into the now sloppy cunt. Sally threw her arms around the young Marine and kissed him passionately and long--the first of her young Marines she done this to!
"Simmons, you little bastard, that was great! Now get off, get your uniform on and get the hell out of here. Tell the Rock I want you for another working party tomorrow night...same time. You're dismissed!"
The Gunny was waiting when Bob got back to the platoon area.
"How was it kid? The...uh...working party, how was it? You don't have to answer. The Captain just called. Said you were the best...the best worker she's had. Wants you back tomorrow?"
The Gunny was shaking with laughter as he walked back into his office. "Now what does the Gunny know?", Bob wondered. Bob hit the rack and was asleep in seconds. The next day was slow because Bob was anxious to have more of his hot captain's body. He and the Gunny were at the office at 2000.
They went inside, but instead of leaving, the Rock sat down. Sally Flemmings got up walked over to Bob and stood over him. Then, without a warning, she reached over and dug a deep scratch into one of his cheeks. Almost in the same instances, she grabbed her shirt collar and ripped the down. The buttons popped off and the shirt tore, revealing another lace bra like the one the night before. Sally slipped a hand under one strap and yanked until it broke and one breast was exposed. The Gunny only said there with a smile on his face.
"You have no idea what happening, do you?", Sally asked. You just tried to rape me and was forced off by the Gunny. That is our story unless you're ready to add to your sexual experiences. And what is that to be, you ask? Well my young Marine, it starts with the Gunny giving you a man-to-man blow job! Don't say a word! Stand up and walk toward the door and I start screaming rape. Your other choice, get those pants off and drop your drawers. I said, DON'T SPEAK! Just do it!"
I was not about to spend 20 years in the brig for attempting to rape an officer. I removed my pants and dropped my drawers. And kept my mouth shut! The Captain guided me over in front of the Gunny. The Rock went for my cock and was, soon, working out on it with his mouth. The Captain was on her knees behind me using her tongue up my ass. Once I accepted the fact that I was being sucked out by a man, I began to get into the action. I started fucking the Rock mouth as if it were a cunt. The load wasn't as great as that I'd blasted into the Captain cunt the night before, but I filled the Gunny's mouth until it dribbled from the sides. I'd no sooner finished cumming before I was pushed aside and The Captain locked her lips on the Gunny's. They were swapping my cum back and forth in their mouths! They finally stopped, looked at me and the Gunny said, "Get dressed and out of here kid. The captain and I have business." I slipped my shorts and pants back on and headed for the door. I was half way out when I heard the Captain's voice:
"Marine, the Gunny and I have an off-post work detail for you in the morning. Get some rest!"
Bob got back to his platoon's area, talked a few minutes to a buddy on "fire watch", then crawled in the "tube" for some sleep. Sleep, however, was long in coming because his mind was replaying what had happened earlier in Captain Flemmings office. "What the hell is this off-post work detail she mentioned?" was one of the questions turning over in his mind as he tried to sleep.
Bob awoke to the sound of the junior DIs yelling and banging on the GI cans located at the squadbay exits. "Damn", he thought, "it can't be time to roll out of the sack. I just got to sleep!" But there was no mistake because he heard the bellowing voice echo off the bulkhead:
"Simmons, you fuckhead, drop your cock and grab your socks! The Gunny said your ass is grass and he's the mower if you aren't banging on his door in 30 minutes! You just have time to shit, shave , shower and shampoo. (Note: Marines call this the 4S's) MOVE IT!"
Bob had 5 minutes to spare when his fist hit the Gunny's door. Instead of his usual "Get in here!" command, The Rock, wearing civilian clothes, opened the door and stepped out. "Let's go!", he said to Bob. They walked to the DI parking area where The Gunny unlocked his car and told Bob to get in. They were almost to the gate before Bob began to wonder how he was going to get out without a liberty card or pass. "Boots don't leave here until they've graduated", he told himself.
The MP on the gate, a PFC, looked at the Gunny, smiled and said "Morning Rock" as he waved the car through. "Use to be one of my boots", the Gunny growled. "Sure", I thought, "and one of your special work details too, I bet." The remainder of the drive was made in silence and lasted about 30 minutes. We pulled up to a large house surrounded by a fence and security gate. Rock punched in some numbers on the gate's keypad and the gate swung open. We pulled up the circular drive and stopped at the entrance.
"Does the Captain live here?", I asked.
Looking at me as though I were stupid, the Gunny replied, "Hell no, kid! She and I together don't make that kind of bread. It owned by some friends in the movie racket. Hell, we're gonna make you a star kid."
"What do you mean...a star?"
"Take your pack off and relax kid. You'll find out soon enough."
Rock rang the bell and the door opened. A man wearing a business suit said, "Hi Rock. They're in the den...so go on back. I'm late for an appointment...talk to you later." He went out the door and I followed the Gunny to the den. Four people were seated around a conference table, Captain Flemmings, another woman about the same age and two men--one older and dressed in a suit, the other young and wearing jeans, T-shirt and a leather jacket. The Gunny motioned toward two vacant chairs. I sat down in one as he lowered himself into the other.
"Let's get down to business", Captain Flemmings said, opening the conversation. "These people make movies Simmons...not family movies, as you must have guessed. They produce porno flicks. They know about your...your, shall we say qualifications. They're interested in using you in one of their productions. First, let me tell you that this isn't something you will be forced to do--not in any way. Just so you know that up front. Now here's the deal. If you decide to do this, you'll be paid five hundred dollars for the day's work--if you want to consider sex work. Rock and I will be given the same amount. No, we won't be in the film, if you're wondering. We're paid as your agents."
She continued, "Let me eliminate one possible concern. If you're afraid someone seeing the film might recognize you, that can be taken care of with a wig and makeup for shots of your face. But, if that isn't a concern...no problem. Your co-star, by the way, has decided not to use a disguise. One other important item, although you're in uniform now, you won't be for any of the movie. These people know we don't want that. If they want uniforms, they can use some sailors! So, Simmons, what do you think? Are you interested? Tell you what, why not go down the hall, take the last door on the left and spend some time with your co-star before giving us your decision. You'll find a bar there. The two of you have a couple of drinks. We see you later."
I found the door to which she'd directed me and went inside. Sitting alone at a bar located on one side of the room was a young woman. To me, she looked to be in her early 20s. She had long blond hair tied back in a pony tail and her face--although not extremely pretty--was attractive. I judged her to be a shade over 5 feet in height and her body--except for the breasts--was petite in build. The breasts didn't seem to fit the body. They appeared huge in comparison to the rest of her.
She smiled and said, "Hi, I'm Kari. What's your name? Are you going to be in the movie with me? Do you want a drink?"
"Hi...uh...Kari. Yes on the drink. I'm Bob and I don't know yet about the movie. I've never done anything like this. Have you?"
"Oh sure. I'm an old hand at this. Three movies I've done. I like the money...and the sex."
"Well the money does sound good and sex is always good. Isn't it hard to do in front of people?"
"Not really. I just forget they're even watching. Bet I could make you forget...uh Bob...right? Want another drink?"
"I'll bet you could at that, Kari. Sure another drink would be great."
Kari fixed the drinks, sat back down next to me and, laying a hand on my thigh, asked, "Want to rehearse a little?" She slid the hand up until it rested on my cock. It reacted immediately and began to harden. "This sure doesn't need any rehearsal. Bet we could start the cameras rolling now!" Kari leaned over and placed her open mouth on mine. Her tongue pushed its way inside and explored every surface it could reach. I returned the favor with my tongue. Our mouths were glued together. I had a hand on one big tit and she was rubbing my now completely stiff cock when the door opened.
"Well, I see you two are getting better acquainted", I heard Captain Flemmings say with laughter. So what's the decision Simmons?"
"I'm ready, Captain. What happens now?"
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MORE IN PART THREE
From: LYXJ07A@prodigy.com (Raymond Landolf) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: SEMPER FI 3-4 (2nd try) (mf.mmf.incest) Date: 10 Jul 1995 10:21:49 GMT Distribution: world X-Newsreader: Version 1.2
WARNING: This story contains graphic ADULT language and explicit descriptions of various sex acts. (mf, mmf, mm, miff, incest) If you are under 18 or if you find such material offensive, STOP READING NOW! XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX NOTE: Parts of this story (parts 1-2a) were first posted under the working title "PRIVATE BOB". As the author of this piece of original, purely fictional CRAP, I choose to rename it. Feel free to call it whatever you wish. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
SEMPER FI (Part 3)
Being only 18 and doing much of his thinking with what was between his legs instead of in his head, our young Marine Private Robert Simmons made the decision to become the star of a porno flick. There was another meeting around the conference table before the video taping started. During the meeting, he got the answer to the question he'd asked of Captain Sally Flemmings.
The taping would take place in the basement where there was a set furnished to look like a high school classroom. Kari was to play a teacher who liked young boys and had her eyes on one of her students. Bob was to play the student. Kari and Bob were given an basic outline of the plot--if it could be called a plot:
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Teacher has student stay after school.
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Teacher seduces student.
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Four "wet" scenes demanded.
a. Oral
b. Breasts
c. Vaginal
d. Anal
It was explained to Bob that a "wet" scene called for a cum shot whereby the cum was captured on tape as it spurts from the actor's cock. It required Bob to ensure that his cock was in the open at the time of climax. There was no dialog to memorize. The two, Kari and Bob, could play it in whatever way they wanted. The director, however, would help with suggestions as the taping progressed. Kari, as the pro, would move things along and Bob was to follow her lead. Once everyone was satisfied about what to do, the crew and "stars" went down to the basement.
Bob was given some jeans, running shoes and a T-shirt to wear. To disguise the Marine haircut and have him look more like a student, he donned a wig with over the ears and collar length hair. In addition, some makeup was applied to change the features of his face. Kari was costumed in a short, revealing, red mini- skirt, black panties with a slit in front, a tight fitting white sweater over her bra-less breasts and thigh length white boots. To Bob she looked more like a hooker than any teacher he'd ever seen in a classroom. The first scene was discussed. Everyone got into position and the taping began.
It was late evening before the producer, director and camera man were satisfied and Bob heard, "That's it kids. You earned your bucks." During those hours, Bob had been sucked off by Kari--at least until he was ready to cum. That was shot onto Kari face where she rubbed it around her lips and into her mouth. He had fucked her between those great tits of hers, dropping the load over them and again on her face. He had fucked her tight ass until it and he cock felt raw. That time releasing a load over her back and a couple of spurts into the still stretched and wide open anal passage. In the last scene his cock was in Kari's less than tight pussy. They changed positions several times before he left his cum all over her belly and tits. When Bob heard the "That's it...", he thought, "Thank God! Fucking is great, but this has been a job!"
Bob, the Gunny and Sally Flemmings were paid, and the Rock said, "See you later at the apartment, Sally. I'll get the kid back aboard the base and in the rack. Let's go kid." There was no conversation on the trip back because the Gunny was the silent type, and Bob didn't really want to talk. He dropped Bob off at the barracks saying "Hit the rack, kid. Good job today."
During my remaining weeks of training, Bob had several more "working assignments" at Captain Flemmings office. Usually just she and he were there, but on some occasions the Gunny would be present. His only participation was to give the younger Marine a blow-job and watch. Bob was never asked to reciprocate and for this he was glad--at the time.
The week before my graduation from "Boot" training, Bob received a letter from his older sister, Beth, inviting him to spend a few days of his leave with her. Beth, 21, lived in LA and worked for a tour guide business in Hollywood--or so she'd told Bob. He hadn't seen Beth for over a year, so he thought a few days with her would be fun. Through a couple of phone calls the Rock let him make from the Captain's office, Bob made arrangements for Beth to drive down for the graduation ceremony and parade. After that they were going to drive back up the coast to LA.
He tried to spot Beth in the reviewing stands during the parade but failed to see her. The Rock dismissed the platoon, then walked over to Bob and stuck his hand out. As they shook hands he said, "Kid if you get back to Diego, give me a call. Sally and I would be glad to see you. Semper Fi kid." As he turned and walked away, Bob heard Beth's voice calling his name.
He wheeled around and there she was. Beth grabbed him in a hug, kissing him full on the mouth. Without thinking, it was an open mouth she placed over Bob's. It was received with an equally open mouth and the tip of Bob's tongue. Beth could feel the hard cock pressing against her thigh. "Damn!", Bob thought, "You've been fucking too much! You're even turned on by your sister!" Beth, with a surprised look on her face, broke away for a second, glanced down at the bulge in her brother's pants, then wrapped her arms around him again. This time she pressed her mound tight against the hardness she'd before felt on her thigh. Breaking away once more, Beth--almost in a whisper--said, "Let's go Bob."
They located her car, and Beth suggested they find someplace for lunch before starting the drive to LA. She thought the Fish Market near Fishermen's Wharf would be nice. Bob agreed. They were both been deep in thought as Beth found her way through the traffic. Neither of them said a word. The incident between us after the ceremony had brought up a memory long forgotten or placed in the back of their minds.
The memory that came back was of a time when Bob was 14. Beth must have been about 17 then. Their parents were going out one evening and Bob was in bed with a high fever. Beth was asked to look in on him to make sure he was okay or if he needed anything. Their parents hadn't been gone too long before Beth came into the room and sat down on the edge of the bed. She lay a hand on Bob's forehead and made some remark about how hot he felt. She went to the kitchen, got a pan of ice water and was socking a towel in the water before rubbing his face and head with it.
She had her younger brother remove his T-shirt and started on his upper body. Throwing the covers off, she continued with his legs. At some point she slipped the cold wet towel under his shorts to cool down more of his hot body. Her hand, intentionally or unintentional, touched his cock and it began to harden. Beth stopped, pulled the covers back over her brother's body, rose and left the room, flipping the lights off as she went out the door. Shortly after, Beth returned. Bob heard her ask, "Bobby, are you awake?" Pretending sleep, Bob didn't answer. He felt his sister's body as she slipped under the covers next to him.
"Bob, wake up! We're here...let's go eat. Where were you? you looked if through you were a thousand miles away."
These scenes being played in Bob's mind had been interrupted by his sister's voice. He looked at Beth and answered, "I was Sis...a thousand miles and about four years." Beth's expression took on a questioning look, but she said nothing about Bob's remark.
They, brother and sister, exited the car and entered the restaurant. There were few customers at that hour, and the young waitress--thinking they were a young Marine with an older girlfriend--guided them to a secluded booth in one of the back rooms. They had examined the menu, made their order and were having a glass of iced tea as they waited. Bob was in the middle of telling his sister about some incident on the rifle range during training. The account was cut short when Beth placed a hand over Bob's and asked:
"Bobby, what did you mean in the car about...uh...about 'a thousand miles and four years'?"
"Oh nothing really Sis. I had just been thinking about something that happened a few years ago."
"Tell me Bobby. Tell me what it was."
"It wasn't important Beth...just memories."
"Was it about the night when Mom and Dad had gone out you were so sick? Were you thinking about that?"
"Yes Sis, that's where my mind had wandered."
"You too, huh, little brother."
The subject was dropped as the waitress approached with their food. The conversation reverted to talk of family and Bob's training, but They were both thinking of something else--that night four years past.
"I remember", Beth thought, "I had changed into my night clothes, a blue shorty pull over and matching bottoms. I went back to Bob's room and ask if he were asleep. He didn't answer and I slipped into bed with him. I started playing with his cock through the material of his shorts. It got hard and I pulled it out into the open. I remember thinking it was big for a kid his age. I'll bet it's something now!"
Bob's mind was also reliving that night, as he thought, "Beth played with my cock for awhile before stopping and getting out of bed. I remember asking her where she was going and she answered something about thinking I was asleep. Beth got back in bed with me and started handling my cock again. She asked me something about playing with a girl's breasts, and placed my hands on hers. I thought it was a dream."
"Oh yes, I remember", Beth thought to herself, "I placed Bob's hands on my tits. A little later, I had his mouth on them. Damn that little shit's mouth was hot. When I ask him about playing with a girl's pussy, he could only whisper 'No never'. I slipped my bottoms off and let him finger my cunt for several minutes as I jacked him off. God how I wanted to pull my little brother up over on top of me and let him fuck me. I was afraid to go that far. I wish I had! I wonder if..."
Bob thoughts continued to be in the same place as he said to himself, "Playing with Beth's pussy was fun I remember. It was so hot and it got wetter and wetter as I worked my finger inside. I remember wondering how my cock would feel inside a girl's pussy. I didn't care if she was my sister. To bad she stopped then. I wish she hadn't. I wonder if..."
"I wonder if...", was the unfinished thought they each had as he meal was completed and they started up the coast toward LA. The thought was so strong, it interfered with conversation. One or the other would be in the middle of a sentence that would suddenly dangle in the air unfinished as they looked at each other. Beth made the decision for them, she pulled into a beach resort hotel and stooped at the registration entrance.
"What's up Sis?", Bob asked. "Why did you pull in here?"
"Bobby, let's stay here tonight and finish the drive tomorrow."
"It's okay with me Beth, but why? It isn't that far to LA, is it?"
Beth lay a hand on her brother's upper thigh, the tips of the fingers just touching his covered cock. "I think you know why Bobby. I think you've had the same thing on your mind. Have you?"
"I won't play dumb Sis. The answer is Yes."
"But yes what Bobby...yes that what you've been thinking, or yes, you want to do something about it? Do you want to finish what I started that night fours ago? All it takes is one word. Say no...I start the car and we're out of here. It won't be mention again. Say yes...we go inside and get a room. Which word Bobby?"
"Yes!"
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--Continued in Part 4--
From: LYXJ07A@prodigy.com (Raymond Landolf) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: SEMPER FI 4-4 (2nd try) (mf,mmf,incest) Date: 10 Jul 1995 10:25:57 GMT Distribution: world X-Newsreader: Version 1.2
WARNING: This story contains graphic ADULT language and explicit descriptions of various sex acts. (mf, mmf, mm, miff, incest) If you are under 18 or if you find such material offensive, STOP READING NOW! XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX NOTE: Parts of this story (parts 1-2a) were first posted under the working title "PRIVATE BOB". As the author of this piece of original, purely fictional CRAP, I choose to rename it. Feel free to call it whatever you wish. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
SEMPER FI (Part 4)
The ride up in the elevator was quiet. Both brother and sister were deep in thought:
Bob was thinking,"Why did I say 'Yes'? This is crazy! Beth's my sister, we shouldn't be doing this. Have I had so much sex the past few weeks that its all I want...with anyone? No, the truth is, I want to...I want to screw Beth!"
Standing in the elevator next to her handsome young brother in his Marine uniform, Beth was asking the same questions of herself, "Why are you doing this Beth? Are you so horny that it's necessary to screw your own brother? You can't be with all the men you fuck almost nightly. Would Bobby even want to be here with me if he knew what I really did? I wonder if I should tell him it's not the tour guide crap I write about to the family. But the real question is...why am I doing this? Face it Beth, as wrong as it is, it's what you've wanted for years. I want to fuck Bobby!"
From the balcony of their room, they had a beautiful view of the ocean crashing against the rocks below. Beth called room service and had a bottle of vodka, mix, ice and glasses sent up. She and Bob had finished a couple of drinks on the balcony as they watched the ocean and talked. They were into their third drink when the conversation became more open and intimate.
"Sis", Bob said as he placed a hand on Beth's thigh, "I know you're having second thoughts about the decision we made. You're probably thinking you're about to corrupt your baby brother's innocence. If that's your only reason for having doubts, then there's something I need to tell you. During the last weeks of training, I was involved with...."
Bob went on to tell Beth all that had happened. He left nothing out...all the sessions with Captain Sally Flemmings, Rock's participation, the video taping of the porno movie. Beth listen without interruption until Bob had finished. She asked a few questions, and the answers were openly given. Bob heard no criticism or "How could you?" from his sister. Beth leaned over, turned her brother's head and kissed him.
"Bobby", she began as she raised his hand higher and under her skirt, "I thank you for being so trusting and sharing those experiences with me. There's something you should know. All the crap I wrote home about being a tour guide in Hollywood was just that...crap...bull shit! I operate my own escort service. You know a call girl service. I'm a hooker...a whore! A high priced one but a whore nonetheless! Don't say anything Bobby! Let me finish, as I did for you! I want you to know everything. I've been involved mainly with older wealthy men, but I have had women, as individuals or as part of a couple. Some of the things I've done are...."
Bob let her finish, as she told him how she started and the kinds of things she did. He asked a few questions as she had with him. The talking stopped, Bob moved his hand even higher under his sister's skirt, then leaned over and kissed Beth as she had him.
"Let's go inside Bobby", Beth whispered.
"Okay Sis", Bob replied as he stood and took Beth's hand.
Beth pulled the drapes closed on the balcony, turned to Bob and began removing her clothes. He just stood and watched until Beth was there before him nude.
"You have a beautiful body Beth", Bob said in a low, husky voice.
"Thank you Bob. Now it's your turn for show...we've had the tell, haven't we?"
Bob undressed as Beth watched. When his boxers came down, Beth's eyes widened and she said, almost in a whisper, "Oh God Bobby, you're beautiful. Bring THAT with you and let's shower."
In the shower the two examined, kissed and caressed every part of the other's body. Finally, Beth said, "Enough Bobby, let's go to bed." They stepped from the shower and each dried the other before walking hand in hand to the bed. They lay side by side, as they had that night four years earlier. Beth began by using her hand on Bob's cock as she had then. They repeated all the same moves. Bob's mouth on her breasts and then her pussy. He used his fingers inside as he had then. At that point, it became different! Instead of getting out of bed as she had then, Beth rotated her body until they lay with her head at his cock and his head at her cunt.
"Bobby", she whispered, "from what you've told me, you know what to do. Please I want to feel your mouth on my cunt."
The words were no sooner out of her mouth when she open her lips wide and drew the head of Bob's cock into the hot, wet oral cavity. Bob spread the lips of his sister's cunt and began to tongue the hot flesh waiting there. Beth had an orgasm shortly after he'd found her clit and began to suck and nibble. Beth pulled her lips off the half of Bob's cock she'd managed to get into her mouth.
"Please Bobby...please...don't cum yet! I want you inside my pussy!
Beth rolled over onto her back, placed a pillow under her ass, raised and flexed her legs. "Now Bobby, now!"
Bob raised his sister's legs higher as she guided the huge cock to her cunt. When the head was inside, Bob raised Beth's legs higher and placed them over his shoulders. He leaned over her body and slid the entire length in slowly. He pulled back and was making another slow insertion when Beth grabbed the cheeks of his ass, dug her finger nails in and jerked.
"Hard, Bobby, hard. Fuck me hard!"
Bob complied and drove it home, asking as he did, "This way Sis? Is this what you want?"
"Yes...yes Bobby...oh yes...fuck me...fuck me!"
Bob fucked his sister with force as she cried and begged for more. All the action with Sally Flemmings had taught Bob some control. He fucked in and out for several minutes, then got a hold on Beth and rolled them over. With a tight hold on her hips, he jacked her body up and down on his cock. He only managed about four or five of these movements before he felt the cum boiling up from his nuts and into the shaft of his cock.
"Ohhh fuck Beth...fuck...I'm cuming...Ohhhhh shit!"
"Do it...do it Bobby! Fill my cunt with your cum! Do it...do it...OOOHHHH FUCK...me too...me too...YYYESSS!"
The two lovers, brother and sister, had finished together! Bob lifted his sister off, and she lay tight against his body as they caressed and kissed. After a short period of rest Bob fucked his older sister again. This time he mounted her from behind as she knelt on hands and knees. As he grunted with the efforts of the fuck, Beth begged and cried to be fucked like a bitch dog.
"Fuck your bitch sister Bobby...fuck me like the bitch I am. Oh God, I love it so! Oh shit...oh shit...mmmm...harder...next time in my ass Bobby! OOOOHHH fuck yesss...I'm cuming again!"
They once more showered together, then fell asleep in each other's arms. Bob awoke the next morning to the sensations of his sister's mouth on his semi-erect cock. Beth looked over the cock at Bob, smiled and said, "Good morning Bobby. Did you sleep well? I'm trying to wake this thing up. I thought maybe one more time before we take off this morning." Bob agreed. This one was a slow leisurely fuck, with Beth on her side, the upper leg held high by Bob and he on his knees straddling the lower leg. This time he pulled out, rolled Beth to her back and shot the white hot cum over her belly and tits. Beth laughed as she smeared it over her tits.
"Is that one of your movie making tricks Bobby?' she asked as the laughter continued.
The two showered, dressed, went down for breakfast and were soon back on the coast highway headed for LA.
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--Continued in Part Five--
NOTE: This is all I have written at this time. I will, however continue the story if there is any interest for me to do so.
From: LYXJ07A@prodigy.com (Raymond Landolf) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: SEMPER FI 5-5 (mf, mmf, mff, incest, dom) Date: 10 Jul 1995 14:51:07 GMT Distribution: world X-Newsreader: Version 1.2
WARNING: This story contains graphic ADULT language and explicit descriptions of various sex acts. (mf, mmf, mm, mff, incest, dom) If you are under 18 or if you find such material offensive, STOP READING NOW! XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX NOTE: Parts of this story (parts 1-2a) were first posted under the working title "PRIVATE BOB". As the author of this piece of original, purely fictional CRAP, I choose to rename it. Feel free to call it whatever you wish. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
SEMPER FI (Part 5)
Upon reaching the LA area, Beth exited the freeway and entered the underground parking of a very upscale apartment complex. Bob was even more impressed when his sister unlocked the door and they walked into the apartment. "Damn", he thought, "Beth must make one hell of an amount of money with her service. There's a lot of bucks in this sex business. Hell, they gave me five hundred for fucking my ass off one day!"
Beth told Bob to make himself at home, look around and have a drink while she checked her voice mail. Bob walked through the apartment before going back into the large room where he'd seen a bar in one corner. The room was furnished with the wet bar, two large sofas, several large pillows in various parts of the room and what appeared to be an entertainment center opposite the bar. Bob open a cabinet door behind which he found a CD player. He selected a disk, placed on the machine and pressed the play button. The music was heard from quad speakers located in the corners of the room. Satisfied with the sound, he stepped behind the bar and got a beer from the small refrigerator before stretching out on one of the big pillows. He finished the beer and promptly fell asleep.
The disk he'd placed on the CD player had played its self out, and he was awakened by the sound of Beth's voice. She was talking to someone on the phone.
"Look I told you I would be busy. My younger brother is visiting for a few days and I have plans to take him out to a nice place for dinner tonight."
(Silence as Beth listened)
"He's 18 and just completed Marine Boot Camp."
(Silence)
"More than you could handle", this said with laughter.
(Silence)
"Mmmm, that does sound interesting. Bobby might think so too. Let me talk to him and I'll call you later."
(Silence)
"Twice the usual tip? Now it's even more interesting. I'm sure Bobby could use the money. Give me an hour...I'll call."
(Click of phone hanging up)
"Now what the hell was that all about?", Bob asked himself. "Guess I'll know soon enough."
Bob forced himself up off the pillow and popped another beer before moving over to one of the sofas. Beth walked into the room and sat down next to him. She took the beer from Bob's hand, drink, then handed it back.
"Bobby", Beth began, "If we hadn't been as honest as we were with each other, I wouldn't dare bring this up. You know what I do, and I know you were paid for your sex performance in the porno flick, so...uh...would the idea of making a few hundred working with me turn you off?"
"What would it involve Sis?"
"Sex Bobby! What else?"
"I knew that Beth! Be more specific...woman, man, both...what?"
"It would be with a woman, Lana, one of my very regular, very high tipping clients. She's 35, attractive and has a well kept body. Submissiveness is her preference. She likes her sex mixed with dominance, humiliation and pain. Do you know what that means?"
"Beth, I do read! But, reading and participating are not the same. I wouldn't know what to do."
"You'd be my assistant. I'd give you some quick training before hand. After, you follow my lead. So...interested?"
"Hell, why not?"
Beth made the call to Lana, who agreed to an 8:00 PM appointment. Beth then used the time to gave Bob instructions on what he was expected to do. She looked through the clothing in my bags and selected a pair of red running shorts, a jock strap and a red sweatshirt.
"Wear these...nothing else. If you work with me again Bobby, we need to get some more suitable attire for this sort of thing."
"What would that be Sis?"
"I'm changing now. You'll get the idea when she see my outfit."
In the quest room he was using, Bob dressed in the articles Beth had selected, went back to the large room he now knew she called her Play Room and waited. Beth soon appeared in her "working clothes" for the type of session scheduled. She wore black leather boots which encased her legs to the upper thighs and were secured at the top to suspender straps attached to a black leather harness buckled around her hips. Beth's pussy was clearly visible through the opening in the front of the harness. Around this opening was a series of snaps. On her upper body she wore a black leather, form fitting corset with openings through which each breast protruded.
"God damn Sis, that's one sexy, fucking outfit! I wouldn't mind being dominated by you right now!"
"Later little brother, later", Beth replied with laughter. We might give that a try, but we have business...remember?"
The security intercom chimed, Beth answered, then buzzed the down stairs entrance open for Lana. Bob had been told that the session was to began the instant the door to Beth's apartment closed behind Lana. The bell rang and Bob opened the door and stepped aside as Beth had told him to do. Beth was standing in the middle of the entry way with her legs spread and a hand on each hip. Bob closed the door behind Lana who had turned to look him over. At that moment, Beth began!
"Bitch, what the fuck are you looking at? No one told you to look at my assistant, Master Bob. On you knees bitch and beg his forgiveness by kissing his feet. Now, get those clothes off so he can see that worthless body of yours. I didn't say to get up. Do it on the floor where you belong!"
Lana removed her clothing and waited. Beth had her walk over on her knees and kiss her cunt.
"That's right bitch! Get your worthless mouth on my cunt. Let me feel the tongue!" Now, follow us to the playroom on your hands and knees...like the dirty, in heat, bitch dog you are!"
Lana trailed the brother and sister team into the playroom where Bob helped Beth secure her to a low leather padded bench she'd taken from a closet. The bench was designed in such a way that when Lana was draped across it on her belly and secured, her ass was in the air and her cunt was easily accessible. Beth continued to deliver verbal abuse as Lana lay there. Taking a leather paddle from the closet, she began slapping Lana across the ass...alternating from cheek to cheek. The paddle was leaving red marks on the white flesh of Lana's ass. Beth handed the paddle to Bob telling him to give the dirty bitch the punishment she needed and wanted.
As Bob used the paddle, Beth was snapping a dildo to the harness she wore around her hips. She forced Lana to beg for the "cock", then drove it up her ass and began to fuck. She stopped and told Lana to beg for the same from Bob. Beth handed Bob a tube of KY jelly. As Bob applied it to his cock and into Lana's ass, Beth inserted a ball gag in Lana's mouth.
"The bitch doesn't know what she's asked for. This will keep the screams from waking the entire building. Go to it Bobby! She loves pain, so give her some!"
Bob inserted his cock into the ass, somewhat dilated by Beth's fucking with the dildo. He eased it in until the entire nine inch shaft was buried. He pulled back and began his fuck...hard and fast! He filled her ass with the load of cum! Beth released Lana, removed the gag and had her clean Bob's cock with her mouth. Once it was cleaned to Beth's satisfaction, Lana was ordered to get down on the floor on her back. Beth had Bob hold Lana's legs back while her pussy was fucked with the rubber cock between Beth's legs. The session ended after Beth unsnapped her dildo and squatted over Lana's face. Beth lowered her cunt and pressed it over the waiting mouth. It remained there until Beth climaxed.
Lana showered, dressed and Beth escorted her to the door. She handed Beth an envelope, said "Thank you Beth, it was great!"
Beth and Bob discussed the session after Lana had gone and told his sister he was open to assisting in other sessions.
"Any type, Bobby?", she asked. How about with couples...or just a man? It might require more than you've experienced before. Think about it."
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--To be continued--
From: LYXJ07A@prodigy.com (Raymond Landolf) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: SEMPER FI 6-6 (Last) (mf, incest) Date: 11 Jul 1995 14:19:50 GMT Distribution: world X-Newsreader: Version 1.2
WARNING: This story contains graphic ADULT language and explicit descriptions of various sex acts. (mf, mmf, mm, mff, incest, dom) If you are under 18 or if you find such material offensive, STOP READING NOW! XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX NOTE: Parts of this story (parts 1-2a) were first posted under the working title "PRIVATE BOB". As the author of this piece of original, purely fictional CRAP, I choose to rename it. Feel free to call it whatever you wish. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
SEMPER FI (Part 6)
Our young Marine--Private Robert Simmons, staying with his sister, Beth, for a few days while on leave--had given very serious thought to working with other clients of her escort service. "The money's good", he thought, "So why not?" Beth had asked him about what he was willing to do and with whom...female, male or couple?
"Sis, I think I'm up for just about anything."
"Fine choice of words, Bobby...'up for'", Beth said with laughter."
"Well, I didn't mean it that way, but hell I guess it fits", Bob said between chuckles.
Beth told her brother she had a young couple she saw almost weekly, and the wife had mentioned a fantasy of hers during a couple of sessions. She wanted to see her husband with another man. The husband had agreed if with the right person.
"Bobby", Beth said, "I think you could be the one. I could double the rate for the session. Plus there could be a substantial tip involved...if you satisfied her fantasy. What'd you think?"
"Just exactly what does the woman want to see, Sis?"
"For one thing, she wants to see her husband engage in oral sex with another man...both giving and receiving. In other words, Baby Brother, you'd have to be willing to suck the guy's cock? So, could you do it?"
"We're talking about some big bucks here. Hell yes I could!"
"But, that not all Bobby. She wants to see some anal activity! You'd have to take the guy's cock up your ass!"
"I don't know...uh... the largest thing I've had inserted there were two of your fingers the other night Sis."
"Tell you what Bobby...we...uh...we could have a little practice session...you, me and one of my strap-ons. At least she'd have some idea of what to expect. Want to give it a try?"
"Sure Sis, let's do it!"
Beth and her brother walked into her "playroom" for the "trial run", so to speak. Since this was being done for business and not pleasure, there were no preliminary activity--no hugging, kissing or foreplay of any kind. Bob got out of his clothes as Beth removed hers. She selected a dildo which was a comparative size to the client's cock, had Bob bend over the back of a sofa, worked some KY jelly up Bob's ass, then spread some on the rubber cock now strapped around her waist and legs.
"Bobby", his sister said, with some concern in her voice, "This is going to hurt like hell! I'll take it as easy as possible getting it in. But after a few strokes, it needs to be hard and deep. That's, no doubt, the way the action will be for the real ass fuck."
Okay Sis", Bob answered, "Quit talking and do it. Get the fucking thing up my ass!"
True to her word, Beth was gentle in working the head inside. She used a slow easy motion getting the shaft buried up her brother's ass. She would stop occasionally to let his ass adjust before continuing. This was the method used for several strokes. Finally, she told Bob that it was time. Beth got a tight hold on Bob's hips, drew the dildo back until only he head remained locked in her brother's ass. She drove it in all the way--hard! Pulled back and did it again!
Bob was moaning with pain, still she continued. At one point she got carried away and began to fuck her brother's ass as though he were a client wanting a rough ass fuck. She even began to slap Bob's ass with an open palm between strokes. Right around that time, Bob's voice changed. There was now pleasure mixed with the pain.
"Oh God...Oh God...Fuck me Sis...fuck me! Oh fuck it hurts...but more...more...please fuck my ass hard!"
Bob reached down between his legs and began to jerk on his cock as Beth continued to plow into his ass. Seeing this, Beth pulled the rubber cock from her brother's ass and dropped to the floor on all fours.
"Me Bobby me!", Beth cried. Do me...fuck my ass with that big cock.!"
Bob got down behind her, grabbed the KY and quickly got his cock and Beth's ass ready for his full 9 inches. The burning in his own ass was soon forgotten as he slammed his meat up Beth's ass. He fucked hard until his load was released deep in his sister's ass. Bob noticed some traces of blood mixed with the cum when he finally withdrew his deflating cock.
"Oh shit, I'm sorry Beth. I got carried away. I didn't mean to hurt you like that."
"I know Bobby...I know. The same thing happened as I fucked you. It was more than I had intended. We're even. Anyway...God damn it was good! How about you?"
"It hurt Sis, but it felt good too. Shit, I'll be ready to take it again. Set up the appointment. Hey Beth", Bob added with laughter, "Remember when Dad said, 'Boy, your ass will never amount to anything!'"
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Bob stayed and worked with Beth a few more days before deciding he'd be flying on home to visit their parents. Since his sister hadn't been home for over a year, she made a decision to go also. They were met at the airport by their parents, and sat in the back seat of the car on the drive home. Unnoticed by their parents, Beth lay a hand on her brother's cock, nodded toward the front and silently mouthed the words, " Wanna try?" In answer, Bob reached over, rubbed a hand over his sister's cunt, smiled and out loud said, "Why not Sis!" Their mother looked back with a questioning expression on her face as the brother and sister laughed and laughed.
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