From bolebec@aol.com Mon Jul 14 05:07:22 1997
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: STORY: Forbidden Licking
From: bolebec@aol.com (Bolebec)
Date: 14 Jul 1997 09:07:22 GMT
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Here's another group of older stories. After seeing
how the first group looked, I reformatted these.
As before, I didn't write any of these stories and
the original authors presumedly retain the copyrights.
All of these stories contain sex and should not be
read by minors or persons who are offended by such
material.
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 Forbidden licking

    Two years after Mom died, Dad remarried; his new wife was of Swedish
 descent, blonde, busty, and beautiful. Her daughter was a carbon copy of
 her mother and two years older than me. Erica had a soft, whispery voice
 and a contagious laugh that made me feel welcome, and told me that she
 liked having me as a brother.
    It was summer time, and with the increase in high temperatures came
 the decrease in clothing. My new mom took to doing her housework in her
 panties and see-through bra, while Sis favored a half-cut T-shirt and
 colored bikini undies that seemed to be bound inside the creamy cheeks of
 her beautiful ass. I would sit and watch them scrub the floor, their tits
 swaying, and dust, and wash, and then finally, when I couldn't stand it
 anymore, I'd retreat to the bathroom and in a frenzy pull a pair of
 soiled panties from the laundry basket and proceed to masturbate
 furiously into the crotch of the soft, silky object. It was always with
 wonderful visions of Mom's big, brown nipples and my sister's perfectly
 tight, snow-white ass. I spent hours on end enjoying my new-found
 pleasure...until one afternoon, when unexpectedly Erica slapped open my
 bedroom door and stormed in waving fresh, cum stained, baby-blue panties
 in her hand.
    "What have you been doing to my..." her voice trailed off as she
 stared transfixed at my blood-engorged prick. The sudden burst of guilt
 and embarassment didn't affect my throbbing cock in the least.
    It stood hard and proud, and in what seemed like an eternity, I at
 last managed to stutter out, "Please don't be mad at me, I couldn't help
 myself; you are just so beautiful."
    Erica didn't hesitate; she took a step back and closed the door. I
 heard the soft click of the lock fall and watched the towel that had
 draped her naked body drop to the floor around her feet. My eyes followed
 every dimple and curve of her naked body as she walked toward me and just
 straddled my face, placing her hot, little pussy inches away from my
 mouth. She was treating me to my first look at a real pussy.
    She allowed me to take in the new sight and exotic aroma for a few
 seconds before spreading her moist pussy lips with her fingers and then
 lowering down to meet the movement of my waiting tongue. Erica let a soft
 moan escape with the first touch of my tongue, as it cautiously moved
 over the entire length of her hot, little slit.
    She immediately realized my inexperience in the art of pussy eating
 and wrapped her long fingers in my hair and half-guided, half-positioned
 the area where she wanted the majority of stimulation. Once again she
 lowered down to my waiting mouth, and whispered in a sexy, shaking voice,
 "Suck my pussy." I began kissing and sucking and working my tongue over
 and around, and in and out, back and forth, up and down, following her
 commands and instructions, trying hard to please her.
    After several minutes, her love juices were smeared from my nose to
 the the bottom of my chin. My sister was smothering me with her open nest
 of love and I was in heaven. For a second or two she ground down hard,
 forcing my tongue inside of her tight slit, and then she would back off
 and distance herself so that just the tip of my tongue could barely touch
 the very edge of her overtly protuding clitoris. Arching her vulva, she
 repeated this procedure over and again, each time working more and more
 of my stiffened tongue into her burning pussy and letting me take more
 and more of her swollen little love-button between my lips to suck upon.
 Erica teased on, driving us to a fevered passion. My heart raced with her
 every moan or sigh of, "Don't stop now." Her entire body quivered as she
 spoke, pushing my face up once again to meet her gyrating love box, and I
 went to work like a starving man.
    Erica's moans soon turned to cries as I continued to suck and lick
 wildly at her fire down below. Suddenly, her every muscle and nerve
 ending tensed, and she held her breath. And then in amazement, I felt the
 first flush of my sister's warm juices splash over my face. And then
 there was a second flowing accompanied with a fierce and frantic face-
 fucking. But she was still not finished. Just as intensely, she squirted
 her love juices across my face a third and fourth time. They ran down my
 face and chin, forming a wet pool at the base of my neck. By now, I was
 licking away furiously, and sucking madly, trying to capture every drop
 of Erica's sweet love juices. She was not the only one spraying, either.
 My throbbing, swollen cock danced alone, shooting vast amounts of stringy
 cum across my sister's back and my hairless stomach. Erica was afraid
 that Mother might hear me. She muffled my cries of pleasure with her
 closest source, and I burrowed my face into her one more time, praying to
 the gods that it would last forever. I just knew that it couldn't stop
 now - with only one taste of that forbidden fruit. I only knew that I had
 to have more.