As we pull into the driveway of our cabin, the snow begins to fall even faster than it had in the hour drive. I had picked you up from the house earlier in the day, and told you to pack a bag but leave any cold weather clothes behind, since you won't be needing them. A grin on your face told me that you understood perfectly what I meant. You hop into the car excitedly and say, "Let's go!" I open the doors to the cabin, and the smell emanating from it wafts over us. ·

We got into the car, and headed off to a few days of camping. While the rest of us enjoyed camping, my dad was really into it, and so was a family down the street. After a couple of hours of driving, we arrived at the campsite to find the other family, the Nelsons, already there. I was friends with one of their sons, Kyle, even though he was years older than me. I didn't know why he hung out with me. ·

The nylon band between her thighs was soaked. She whimpered and ground her pussy against my hand. I felt her fingers close around my naked dick. In seconds she was coming the first time, thrashing and jerking against my hand. I quickly stripped her and pushed her toward the sofa. She fell backwards, her legs flying open. She reached for my head. "Eat me!" she demanded. "Eat my cunt, Mel!" I could smell its sweet, sexy perfume as I dropped to my knees and leaned toward it. My breath wafted across it and she jerked. ·

It had been a couple of months since I'd left Kelly and Sandra's house, and I had barely spoken with my sister in the interim. It was almost as if it had been a dream, albeit an extremely erotic dream. It was a Thursday evening when the phone rang and when I answered I immediately recognized my sister's voice. Sandra said that she and Kelly really wanted to get away for a weekend, but since they didn't have much money they couldn't afford to go anywhere, so they were wondering if they could come visit me for the weekend and take in some sites in our state's ·

Eleven is a magic age. It is a time of transformation. It is a time of soft jiggley flesh diapering and toned chests being reveled under the former frame. It is a time of doors opening and new found freedoms. It is a time of explorations and discoveries. It is a time of muscles whispering just under the surface and gossamer pubic hairs. It is a time for the nebulous concept of love to take root in the tender soil of the heart. ·

She was , she was small for her age, she was beautiful, and she was a flirting and sexual little thing. I always watched her as she moved her hips while walking past me, teasing me with a smile on her pretty little face. Her Mother had taught her how to attract the opposite sex and she was a fast learner. She always went to bed with only a small nightshirt on and no panties. It was common for her to come jump into my lap at night and snuggle up close before bedtime. ·

Dad didn't notice anything amiss. Then again, it's not like he'd ever suspect his wife and son of screwing each other. What she and I had done was so unthinkable, it carried a built-in alibi. He and I had manly discussions about the upcoming NFL season - our one topic of mutual interest - and he even accompanied me to the gym a couple of times. ·

I walk into the room without knocking, but he doesn't look surprised. That's part of our routine; his lack of response, that sweet passivity I've come to crave. And my need, balanced precariously against his tacit acceptance of it. I stop and just stare at him. He's a work of art, this boy - sitting statue-still on the side of the bed, legs primly together, back straight, eyes staring straight forward. He's dressed simply today, in a plain black top and a lovely green pleated skirt ·

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She moved again. She was slowly inching her crotch upward, pausing again at his lower chest. She wiggled her hips, circling them slowly in a teasing gesture, still holding her cunt wide open. Juices were dripping from her cunt now. She moved her crotch higher, until it was perhaps six inches from her son's face. "I just pissed, Johnny," she whispered. ·