Caught by my twin, then taught her how.

        I was home alone one day (which is rare since I have a twin sister I share my room with, a younger brother, and then my father) so I decided to look up some nasty porn online.  I was only 15 at the time but already I was into some dirty dirty things.  My sister and I started having incestuous lesbian sex together 2 years before, and just a couple months ago decided together to seduce our brother (his 14th birthday present).

Our dog thunder was in my room with wasn’t anything new plus he would let me know if anyone came home while I was distracted (like with masturbation).  Well wouldn’t you know it, i happened across some animal porn and began to get rather excited seeing women getting fucked by dogs and horses.

My pussy was almost dripping when I finally took off my sweat pants and panties and began to play with myself to a video of a big german shephard fucking a skinny little thing of a girl with his big red cock.  I was so into this that I didn’t notice Thunder( a german shephard) get up and come over to me to check out the new smell in the room.  All of a sudden I felt his tongue on my pussy and I had an immediate orgasm.  My mind went to one place and one place only, I HAD TO TRY THIS.  I got out of my chair and then got down on my hand and knees then turned my head to watch Thunder.  His cock was sticking out of his sheath about 4 inches and it looked nice and thick.

He bagan licking my pussy from behind and OH MY GOD it was so hot the way his tongue actually went inside my pussy and then continued on up to finish by licking my asshole.  I quickly looked at my bedside alarm clock taking note that its still 2 hours before my sister is due home from school (i faked being sick to skip), a good 3 hours before my brother gets home and about 3 and a half before dad would, I was in the clear.

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Bewitched       John Stevens was the envy of every man he knew, because he slept nightly with a woman every man wanted to bed–his wife, Georgette.

They’d been together since high school, had the perfect marriage, and a house full of beautiful kids. They had six ranging in age from sixteen to six: Don, 16; Julie 14; Kay, 12; Roger, 12; Bobby, 10; Tabatha, 6.

Georgette was a mother and a great mother, a full-time mother. John made good money as a diesel mechanic at a large truck stop–a trucking megaplex on eighty acres where two major interstate highways crossed. This secure and stable job enabled Georgette to devote her life to raising their large family. She’d be quick to tell you that “mother” is a career if it’s done right.

Georgette had the look men ogled with a growing erection. When she was in her twenties, she was a cross between Mary Tyler Moore’s character on the Dick Van Dyke Show, Laura Petry, and Samantha from Bewitched. In manner and demeanor, she carried herself like Laura Petry–a dancer with feminine grace who wore form-fitting pants and blouses almost as a uniform, though she looked more like Samantha Stevens: blond and built.

As she matured, and bowed to John’s insistence that she wear only skirts and dresses, she looked strikingly like the sexy witch, Samantha. It was little Bobby that first saw her as Sam.

When she playfully made her nose twitch exactly the way Sam did, she became Sam from then on.

When her little girl was born, the baby’s name was unanimously forced on her–Tabatha. By then, Samantha Stevens and Georgette Stevens could be mistaken for twin sisters. Everyone called her Sam. Only the kids called her, Mom, but when they spoke of her, it was Sam. Likewise, Georgette called her mother, Mom, but referred to her as Endora in the company of others. They were Sam and Endora to everyone except offspring.

If John had one complaint about Georgette, it was her stubborn refusal to join him with a group of swingers he knew from work. The swingers were the white collar types with cushy jobs that involved no grease or busted knuckles. Getting a white shirt job was as easy as joining their swinging circle. Few grease monkeys were ever approached with an invitation, but John was approached weekly, and that was all due to his sexy wife.

Georgette was a frequent visitor to the truck center. While out doing her shopping, if she were nearby at lunch time, she’d stop and buy her husband a hot fast-food meal, then join him for lunch. After she’d stop by, John knew a white shirt would soon be along to corner him with more inducements. John was more than willing to share his sexy wife, and had done so many times in the past, but Georgette would not even discuss becoming a swinger.
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Shelly, the Slut Wife by Dirt Man

Oh sure, Shelly was a real dirt bag, filthy low down wallow in the mud trailer trash slut alright, but I married her just the same. Beautiful women with big tits, a scrub-board belly, and a dimpled ass so tight you can land a plane on it have always been my downfall. And her recent idea of performing with other men sexually for my visual kicks was a definite turn on. I could hardly turn her down, after all, she’s not just my wife, she’s my twin sister. However when she asked me to come home for lunch to catch her getting a quickie, I never expected the surprise she had in store for me, nor how our future was about to be effected. I was halfway in the front door when I froze in place. There in the middle of the living room down on all fours dressed in a black satin garter belt, fishnet stockings, and fuck-me-pumps, with her ass up in the air, with Boris our Black Lab pumping her pussy as she sucked the foot long monster cock of some black stranger, was my wife of two years, and sister of 20 sweating and jiggling like the pig she really is. “You must be da husband of dis nasty bitch,” grinned the black man arrogantly. Obviously he felt right at home in my house already, and how could I argue about that with his dick halfway down Shelly’s throat. “They call me Mojo,” and he held his hand out forcing me to come closer to shake it.

“Yeah, that’s me, the resident cuckold,” I replied, “and now I see that she’s discovered the other dark meat.”

“She told me I was her first Nigger, but I thought she was pulling my pud,” Mojo chuckled.

“Looks to me that she’s gone way beyond pulling your pud,” I grouched, and taking a seat in my favorite chair pulled my dick out, and began stroking it as I watched Shelly turn herself into a real bitch right before my very eyes.

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   Like many black men these days I often get propositioned by husbands to do their wife’s at the oddest of times. Still, one of my most memorable times was while sitting in an airport waiting for my plane to arrive. Flight 702 to Tampa had been delayed twice already, and on the third go around I decided to grab myself a drink. I didn’t know it at the time but I was being followed, and shortly after my drink arrived I found myself sitting next to a middle aged white business man in a five hundred dollar suit. I’d noticed him waiting for the same flight, and we struck up a conversation.

He lived where I was heading for my vacation, and so we started with that, and somewhere between the first sip of my drink and the second sip of the round he paid for we got around to talking about his young wife and their unique life style, and a whole story unfolded, with a picture of her in a thong bikini for my collection no less……

My wife Nina and I have a 32 foot aluminum yacht that we play around on in the summer months. My name is Dennis by the way, and by playing around I mean that we are swingers afloat. Swinging was just something we both mutually agreed upon before getting married.

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   Jessie was sick and tired of it. Her twin sister was having all the fun, while Jessie was locked into a no go anywhere, do anything marriage that even failed in fulfilling her sexual gradification on a steady, as needed basis, and Jessie needed sex on a steady basis. Of course, Jazz, as her twin sister Jill was called on stage, could pick and chose whoever she wanted to go to bed with from anyone in the crowd at Pimpo’s Sex Palace, a local strip joint, and no one would say a word about her slutty behavior, but if Jessie dared look crosseyed at another man, her husband, Dave would have an epileptic fit and threaten suicide. She often thought of letting him give it a try, but in the end her love for the man willed out against her better judgement, and she ended up in a frump like she was now sitting dejectedly on her living room couch with her right hand up her dress and down in her panties, while massaging her tits through her house dress with her left hand wondering how long before she retrieved her special dildo from the nightstand next to her bed.

The front door bell rang just as she was getting close to a mini orgasm, startling her out of her fantasy fuck, and sighing, resolved to her fate, got up and went to answer the door. Of all the people in the world that she didn’t want to see at that moment, it was none other than, Jazz.

“Oh great, as if I’m not depressed enough already, I’m treated to a visit by the town slut as well.” Jessie grumbled openly, letting her sister in.

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