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A Chronicle Of Mankind

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My name does not matter. Who or what I am does not matter. I am not a man. I am not a woman. I am not an Angel, a God or a Demon. I am simply here and I have always been here. I am the chronicler of all that happens. Currently, I am walking around the remnants of the earth, looking at the aftermath of an ancient battle where the human race, the most magnificent and promising of species wiped itself out. Completely. I sigh in disgust and in pain. Yes, I am an immortal being and I can feel pain. For countless eons, I have watched the evolution of the humans. Now, I must face eternity without them.

How I miss the humans. I wish I could turn back the clock. But I cannot. I must return to the others like myself. The ancient Guardians of Eternity. I will share with them the wisdom I have collected, and the sorrow. Before I leave, I must share one thing with you. The beginning of the end for the race of humanity. It’s not a happy time for anyone, especially me. And I still hate those responsible for bringing about the downfall of this proud and complex, magnificent race. Half of the human race was betrayed by the other half and war ensued. In the end, all were gone. I am still ticked off about it, even after eons.

My fellow immortals warn me about getting so emotional. Maybe it’s because I have been among the humans since the first one appeared on this world. Never in my wildest rants would I have imagined that half of this race could be so wicked while the other half had such unlimited potential for greatness. I am someone with a complex. Or maybe it’s not a complex at all. I hate everyone on this planet. First and foremost, I hate women. That’s one of my main issues in this life. I simply hate women. women are liars, thieves, manipulators and deceivers. And I hate them for it. I see them everywhere with their fake smiles and their greedy eyes. They think they own the world. They never build anything or create anything. They’re way too lazy to do anything productive. They simply lie, steal and manipulate. I think they’re thoughtless but due to their talent for manipulation, I’ve had to rethink that one.

My second complex is that I hate men. men are everywhere. They are my second biggest issue in this life. They’re dumb and they let women have way too much power over them. women seduce the men and rise to power. They steal money, houses and destroy lives and careers. The women get away with the stuff they do because the stupid men let them. Some men I hate because they are not only dumb but also arrogant and cruel and often they get in my way. Honestly, I can’t pick which one I hate more. The women or the men. I read all kinds of stories about the nasty deeds of the women. A woman seduces a man working in the corporate world in order to get some money and destroys a career in the process. Another woman kills a dumb man and gets away with it by lying and also playing victim in front of a jury made up of evil rotten women and dumb men. The men are there and they won’t even speak up about things they know to be true.

In my life, I am often surrounded by them. I once heard a woman bragging about kicking out the man who owned a big house and was stupid enough to ask that woman to move in. The man got locked up by the police based on a false allegation of domestic abuse made by the woman. A lot of men out there know this and they don’t do anything about that. men still own most of the world’s wealth but they are rapidly losing ground because the women are stealing, manipulating and sleeping their way to the top. women fill up the nation’s schools. They teach what is taught in the schools. They mold the minds of the next generation according to their evil agendas. They have redesigned the school system to benefit women instead of men. Also, they have changed the laws of the criminal and civil system so that women get away with almost anything while men get locked up all the time.

Another ankara otele gelen escort frightening thing is that women are rising in the places of political power. Some of them want to become the rulers of the most powerful nation on the planet. Most men can’t stand up to them. This generation of men is made up of weak specimens. The women are getting smarter and more adept at manipulation and deception all the time. They’re evil and they don’t even have to hide it. A funny thing about all this is that when I go on the subway, I still see some men give up their seats for the women. One man was going out with a wealthy woman. This same man insisted on paying for everything even though the woman was the wealthier of the two of them, and by a lot, too. Some men will not report a woman for hurting them physically or financially. They have way too much pride. Far too often, the men seem to think that their worth is measured on the type of woman they hang out with and so they associate with some woman they think is better than the rest. Unfortunately for the men, women are all the same.

The world is getting worse all the time. In the most powerful nation in the world, women have convinced men to go fight a dangerous war against other men in a distant land. The men in this distant land still maintain dominion over their land and their women. They don’t let women run the show or dominate them. Some men think women want equality. That’s a lie. women don’t want equality. They want to completely dominate. It’s a war, plain and simple. Why settle for half when you could have it all? Exactly. Some men still don’t get that the women are the enemy. Some men will give up their lives for the very same women who humiliate them, steal from them, abuse them and destroy their lives. Yes, I know. The stupidity of these men is astounding.

The sad thing is that one day, the women are going to come up with a means of destroying the men, wipe them all out completely. women never play fair. They’re not strong enough to win in a physical fight against a horde of angry men hell bent on destroying them. That’s why women got smarter and more treacherous over the eons. They developed attractive physical forms on the outside while they got darker and more evil on the inside. The average woman is born with a talent for manipulation and deception that will only increase as the woman grows older. The women rise to power. First, they supported the men who wanted equality for all men and women. Now, they support other women who want to gain power. Once a woman rises to the top and gets access to all the power and knowledge of the men, the top woman will use that power to wipe out the men once and for all.

There are many differences between men and women. Physically, they seem to be opposite sides of the same coin but inside, they’re as different as night and day. The men are born with a capacity for both good and evil. The women are incapable of good. Why? It’s simply because women have no conscience. Oh, many of them pretend to have one. It’s hard to imagine the sweet homemaker, caregiver and nurturer as evil, gold and ruthless, isn’t it? Usually, we think of a brutish man as the evil one. Well, some men are evil but the most evil of all evil men pales in comparison to the least evil woman on the planet. Why? Simply because even in the heart of the most evil man, there is a conscience and therefore a spark of good. Inside the woman’s mind and heart, there is no conscience. That’s why they’re incapable of feeling true love for others. They fake it. They fake everything. They don’t feel genuine feelings of warmth and caring toward anyone. It’s simply not in their genetic structure, though they have adapted and learned to project the illusion of love, kindness and caring, to deceive the men upon which they depended for survival.

Nowadays, the men have ankara rus escort conquered all dangers on the planet. They’ve made it a safe and easy place to live in. Times have never been better for women. They enjoy power and respect. They hold high positions. Unfortunately for the men who allow them to hold these positions, they abuse power simply because they have no conscience. women cannot feel remorse. They don’t feel any empathy toward others. If they appear to be doing so, it’s a very clever act. women have no soul. It’s all pretense. All they’ve ever wanted was to take over. It’s been their agenda from the beginning. They’ve infiltrated all aspects of life in the society of the men. Every trade. Everything. Whatever is going on, they know and they share it with their vast network of women. women have started wars but men have fought them. The number of men who have died to protect women is staggering. men are willing to give up their lives to protect the vile and manipulative creatures who have deceived them. They hope and pray that women have souls, that some among them are good. That’s bullshit.

Let’s compare women with snakes. It’s in a snake’s nature to bite. That’s how nature designed snakes. It’s in a woman’s nature to lie, steal, deceive, manipulate and destroy. That’s how nature designed them. A snake has no conscience. It doesn’t care if it hurts others. It’s incapable of feeling remorse. That’s how women are. Just like snakes. Unfortunately, as good as women are at deceiving the men, the men seem to be even better at deceiving their very own selves. men hope that women can love and empathize and feel compassion as they do. Unfortunately, that’s impossible. A woman can no more love than a snake can learn not to bite. It’s in its nature. Hoping a woman is not evil is like touching a live snake and hoping it won’t bite you. That’s stupid, ridiculous and dangerous. Deep down inside, the men know this but they don’t want to admit it.

Over the eons, the men have grown so dependent on the women for their emotional, psychological and sexual well-being that they simply cannot imagine life without the women. That’s so funny because to a woman, a man is simply a tool. Can you fall in love with a tool you use for a particular task? Of course not. You can appreciate the tool because it’s efficient and does its job well. But you can’t love it. women can’t love men because they see men as tools to be used and later, discarded. When a woman loses a man, that same woman goes looking for another one to provide wealth, comfort and safety. That’s it.

A lot of people say that there’s a war going on between men and women. Yes, there is. There are more women than men in schools. There are more women with degrees than there are men. women live longer than men. men are getting left behind. women feel solidarity with their own kind, not out of some loving bond but out of a union of like-minded predators. men will help their fellow men when one of their own is injured. men may be stupid but they feel loyalty and solidarity with their fellow men. women don’t feel that. They don’t feel anything, except greed and disgust. Like sharks in the ocean, women eat their wounded. They turn against the weaker among them. The weaker women are subjugated by the stronger ones. The stronger women latch onto strong men to provide them with wealth, comfort and power. They will hang onto a man until a more powerful man comes along. No woman will ever hesitate to betray a man. Unfortunately, men don’t betray women half as often and when they do, they tend to feel guilt. Guilt is as alien to women as thought is alien to beasts.

I have been looking through the system of information and communication used by the men and women alike. Some men are starting to realize that the perfect world they spent thousands of years building has turned against them. Some men are starting antakya escort to organize a resistance. Unfortunately, these men are few. Most men still go on as if the world were fine instead of turning into a nightmare where the women have all the power. I hope these resistance fighters continue to organize. They should learn from the mistakes of their predecessors and remove all women from their midst. Some women claim to support the activism and groups of men fighting for true equality. I don’t trust women. Why? Simply because of what they are. Cold, ruthless manipulators with no remorse. Get rid of these infiltrators. Better to trust a man known to be evil than a woman pretending to be good. An evil man may change and join the good fight or may remain evil. A woman is pure evil. No ifs, ands or buts about it. Like a snake in the woodshed, it will rear its ugly head and strike murderously at the worst possible moment.

I don’t know if I will live to see the day when men worldwide will join forces and overthrow the ruthless, cold and sociopath women who want to rule the universe. men are a strange bunch but they have endeared themselves to my heart. They can be dumb sometimes and astonishingly brutal. They can be murderous and dangerous. Yet inside the worst man of all time, there is still a spark of good. A potential for greatness having nothing to do with advanced intellect or raw athleticism. There is a spark of the divine in the man. Inside every man, there is something very much like that awesome entity who created the universe so long ago. They can be great, among the greatest forces in the universe. I know they wish. They only lack guidance, and they also need to rid themselves of the evil ones who hold them back and drag them down into the muck.

When I look into a man’s eyes, no matter how wretched, I see a potential for goodness and greatness. That potential may be buried inside a murderous, dangerous or very wicked man but it is still there. They are born with it and it can never be taken away. Indeed, the spark of the divine residing inside even the most malevolent of men can never be extinguished, even when they die. Inside the women, there is no such spark. Perhaps that’s why their physical forms are so alluring. There is no divine spark inside. There is no beauty, only a ravenous evil with an appetite for destruction and mayhem that cleverly disguises itself. For this reason, they can’t be changed. They can’t be reformed. They are simply what they are. A primal force of destruction and evil. men are a primal force in their own right, but inside them reside the divine spirits of creation and destruction. They can embrace either one, it’s entirely up to them. Every man is given a choice. Good or evil. For women, the choice is made long before birth. In the absence of a conscience, there can be no good. In the absence of good, evil reigns.

Times are tough and toughening for the men worldwide. Never before have they faced such odds. The criminal justice system is against them. Society itself is against them. The same society they and their forefathers built with the sweat of their brow. They have been betrayed by the women in the worst way possible. women are evil and cunning, supremely adept at manipulation and deception. men are strong, both physically and mentally. They carved out a beautiful world out of a primal wilderness. They vanquished the great beasts. They changed the face of the world. They built machines and went to space. They look to the stars and seek answers. All due to the divine spark inside them. That one thing that nothing, not even the fury of the women cannot take away. I have faith in the men.

I have a final thought to share with you. I am immortal. I was around long before the world came into being and I will be around long after the galaxies are gone, all stars extinguished and all of creation has ended. I will endure after time itself is no more. I have only had one desire and since I am a god-like immortal, it is against the rules for me to fulfill it. If I could, I would have become a , and helped my fellow men in their darkest hour. Win or lose, I would have been proud to fight, live and even die among them. There you have it.

Zach and Mrs. Smith’s Panties Ch. 01

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The widow neighbor and her panties make Zach a man!

This is a shout out to those early erotic pulp fiction writers. They were the only source of salacious literature before sites like Literotica came into being. I read many of them but the title of one, ‘Mrs. Smith’s Panties’ will always stick with me. Don’t remember the details of the story but here is my feeble attempt. Hope you enjoy this! I like to build characters and situations so it will be a few pages before we meet Mrs. Smith.

WARNING: This story involves scenes of graphic sex including anal and incest. If that is not what you are looking for don’t read on. All sexual acts depicted in the story are committed by adults over eighteen years old. This is a story before Zach got his special powers. But it started him down the path of appreciation of the female form and their special enjoyable parts.

It was the summer before college. I had just turned eighteen but was still a virgin. My steady Laurel who had also turned eighteen and I had gotten hot and heavy a few times behind the bleachers or back row of the movies or backseat of my mom’s car. Her tiny breasts fit nicely into my palm and her nipples poked a hole in my palm. I started feeling her breasts over her blouses and tops and she loved my tweaking her nipples. She seldom wore a bra and I got so hard the night she let me get under her top. Her breasts were so soft and such a new feeling to this horny virgin.

If she wore a skirt on one of our make out sessions she would let me feel her panties. The more and deeper and longer I kissed her the more freedom she would let me have with her pussy. My explorations discovered the hidden treasure that was between her young high school thighs. I was surprised with how wet a pussy could get and off my fingers I tasted her sweet juices for the first time. She chided me but then laughed as I went back over and over for more of her honey.

She would let my fingers run through her pubic curls and play between her wet pussy lips. When I tried to enter her she would grab my arm and whisper, “No, not yet Zach. I’m a virgin like you and I don’t want to lose it in the back seat of your mom’s car. I want it to be special. And besides I have heard the rumors about your special gift.”

She would rub my cock over my pants but hadn’t unzipped it yet. What I have always loved about my cock is that it stays its full eight inches long but only gets firm when I jerk off. And I jerked off a lot after our make out sessions. Laurel would feel its length and thickness under my pants as it lay down my thigh. She hadn’t rubbed me to ejaculation but she came close. I kept begging her to take it out and bring me off but she would say, “Another time, another place my raging bull,” and laugh sweetly. I finally got her fully naked in her bed room after prom.

After making out for some time I reached back and unzipped her prom dress. She took in a deep breath but didn’t stop me. The dress top dropped to her waist so I leaned forward and sucked my first female nipple since I guess as a baby with my mother. She seldom wore a bra so her A-cup breasts fit nicely into my mouth and her nipples hardened under my tongues attack. She moaned and pushed against my mouth and hissed when I nipped her nipples. She held my head against her breast and moved me to the other one for the same treatment.

I pushed her to stand and her dress dropped to her feet. She had pretty pink panties on with see through lace and I could see a darker pink of her gusset where her thighs came together. I touched my finger to that gusset of her panties and could feel the moistness from her pussy. Her scent filled her small bedroom and her inner thighs shone in the soft light of her bed side lamp. I played in the cleft of her pussy and rubbed at the top of her lips as she seemed to like that whenever she let me play with her pussy.

“Did you wear these panties just for me Laurel? Did you think when you put them on that you would let me see them after the prom?” I asked quietly. “Yes I did Zach. And yes I was planning on letting you see them,” she said nervously. “Are you gonna let me see for the first time what’s hiding behind them?” I whispered as I slowly started sliding them down her thighs. She moaned and grabbed my hands then slowly let go and closed her eyes.

She took in a deep breath and let it out slowly as she let me slowly pull her panties off her hips. Her pussy was finally reveled to me. Laurel was a strawberry redhead and her mons was covered in bright red curls and her lips had a faint red down. She opened her thighs further when the wet gusset would not release from her fragrant pussy. When her panties fell to her ankles I helped her step out of them and her dress. When she stepped each foot her pussy lips opened and reveled to me the wet shinny red inner lips. I memorized every detail that was before my hungry eyes.

I put her panties in the pocket of my tux looking now like a pink pocket handkerchief. Her pussy lips porno were open and I could see her inner pink and smell her fragrant moistness. “Zach, honey, you look like a creature that has cornered his prey. Are you gonna eat me you wolf?” she whispered. I leaned forward and kissed her pussy lips and she moaned loudly. I spent a few minutes worshiping her pussy and that bump at the top of her lips. My long tongue slid through the cleft of her pussy gathering her honey as I went.

I pushed my mouth against her downy pussy lips and sucked her juices down like a starving man. My lips found that knot where her wet pussy lips met and I sucked and licked. It firmed and grew like a third nipple. The more I teased it the more it leaked her honey. I rubbed my thumb along between her pussy lips and it slipped inside her wet tight oven. I softly caressed her opening as I sucked and licked her knot.

All at once she pulled my hair hard and mashed my face against her pussy. Laurel shook and moaned over and over. A river of her juice poured out and coated my tongue and dripped onto my chin. I drank down the sweetest nectar I had ever tasted. She whispered, “Stop, stop, stop, oh damn Zach stop, it’s too sensitive now.” I kissed her knot one last time and pulled out my soaking thumb and leaned back. I pulled out her panties and soaked up her warm juice from her thighs and her pussy and put her pink gift back into my tux pocket.

I pushed her shoulders down and she knelt in front of me. I told her to take my cock out of my tux pants. She turned her head towards her closed bedroom door and listened then she put her hands onto my zipper. She pushed her hand into my boxers and I moaned when her tiny hand tried to go around my shaft. She pulled and my fat cockhead popped out. She took in a quick loud breath when it all got past the opening of my fly. Now was the first time she had seen my cock in the flesh.

Being a virgin she got frightened when my eight inch thick cock rose to its full height. “Zach, OMG the rumors are so true! I just can’t have sex with you I’m still a virgin! I’m sorry baby; I just can’t do it here with my parents and brother just down the hall. I know I’ll scream if you pushed this monster inside my virgin pussy. You’re so big you’ll rip something inside me trying to get in. I’d have to tell my mom,” she said very sadly and kissed my dickhead.

“All of you won’t fit in my mouth but I can give you a handjob and kiss it and lick it and let you cum on my little titties,” she said laughing softly as she started stroking my dick shaft. She ran her fingers through her wet pussy and transferred her warmth to my cock. She did that over and over until my cock glistened with her nectar. She took the tip of my cock into her wet warm mouth and sucked my pre-cum onto her tongue. She moaned at my taste as she swallowed my liquid. “We taste good Zach! I loved the taste of your dripping cream and the taste of my pussy juice coating your thick cock.

Her tongue lapped my balls and up and down my cock shaft. Her wet tongue found the knot under my dickhead and stayed there with her lips as her two hands ran up and down my cock. My breathing got shorter and shorter as she drove me closer to cumming. Many masturbation sessions in my room made me know I was getting close and I warned her. Her lips sucked on my cockhead and her hands sped up.

“Oh Laurel, I’m gonna cum baby, I’m gonna cum!” I moaned as she pulled my cum from balls up my cockshaft. She took the first two cum bursts onto her tongue then aimed my cock down. Like a water cannon she aimed my cum pulses across each of her two titties. I hadn’t beat-off so my balls were full to the brim. Four thick white cum blasts painted her nipples then she took my cock head against her wet lips. Two more pulses painted her tongue then she forced her lips behind the crown of my cock and sucked out any cum I had left.

Laurel let my cock slip out softly from her mouth then she tapped my knee. I opened my eyes and she opened her mouth and showed me my white thick cum pooled under her tongue. She put one of my hands on her forehead and pushed her own head back. She then put my other hand around her throat and kept it there as she swallowed my cum several times until it was all gone from her tongue, teeth and gums. She then opened her mouth wide and pushed out her tongue to show me.

“Your delicious cum is all gone Zach honey. You may not have got my pussy tonight Zach but I think you will always remember your prom night,” she said laughing. “Maybe you can help me work on taking your monster in my mouth and maybe if we stay serious with each other I’ll give you this tight wet pussy,” she whispered as she ran her fingers through her own pussy lips. She brought her fingers up and painted my lips. I sucked her dainty fingers and cleaned off her warm sweet juices. Laurel then kissed my dickhead and sucked the last of my cum onto her tongue. She whispered, “I wanna taste you tonight as I fall asleep Zach. There are things anime porno I wanna remember from my prom night also,” and she leaned up and kissed me.

There was a light tap on the door. “Laurel honey, I think Zach should go home before your father wakes up to go piss. I don’t think he will want to find Zach still here. Send the boy home and we can talk in the morning baby,” her mother said softly. By the way her mother was a hottie and all the senior guys dreamed about her in the shower after practice. They called her a cock teasing MILF. Where Laurel was small her mother was huge. Her cleavage in tight tops drove all the guys into blueballs.

Laurel put on a bathrobe after kissing my cock goodbye and putting it away for the night. We opened the door and Wendy, her mom, was standing in the hall way in a silky sleeper. She knew I was in her daughter’s room but didn’t cover up. She knew she was hot and that I looked on her with hunger every time I was over their house. In the soft hall light I could see her fat nipples sitting on her DD-cup tits pushing out her silky sleeper. She moved her legs slightly and I could clearly see her naked pussy. She looked right at me and smiled like she knew a secret and was about to share it with me.

Laurel had a hold on my left and we had to squeeze past her mom with me between them. “Did you two have a good time tonight at the prom?” her mom asked as she stopped us. Wendy turned and her nipples rubbed against my arm as I carried my tux suit jacket. Secretly I felt Wendy rub my cock on my tux pants. She gripped it and took in a quick breath as she gauged my size with her hand. She moved her hand to my cockhead and gave it a hard squeeze.

Laurel was busy telling her mom about the prom so I took the boldest chance I had ever done and slipped my hand under her mother’s sleeper and cupped her pussy. She had no panties on and she opened her thighs slightly. My middle finger found the slit between those pussy lips and my palm was bathed in warm pussy juice. As Laurel rambled on I slid two fingers into Wendy’s warm pussy and moved them in and out. My thumb found her even fatter pussy knot and I gave it a good rub. I got another soaking of pussy juice and a quiet moan.

“Well get Zach to the door before your father wakes up and he wonders why you’re in a bathrobe and Zach is in his tux. Maybe we will see him again soon,” her mother whispered with difficulty. Laurel and I made out for several minutes at the door and she let me play with her pussy. I used my other hand to gather her juices all over those fingers. As I walked home I had the scent of two different pussies on my fingers; daughter and mother.

No one was up when I let myself into the house. I grabbed some water and hung my tux over a kitchen chair and went up to bed. I went downstairs in the morning in my boxers and a sleep shirt. Both my older sister and my mom were in their silky sleepers. We had a very relaxed attitude about morning dress and by now I had seen both my sister’s and Mom’s full breasts flopping around the kitchen under sleepers or bathrobes. Too often I saw chunky ass cheeks as both women walked about or bent over.

I didn’t care if some thought it was wrong but I memorized what two female pussy lips looked like from behind held tight by straining panties. It seemed it was my sister’s job to tease the hell out of me with an occasional naked body running from the bathroom shower to her bedroom. Mom was more classy and just strolled very slowly not concerned that I saw her mommy tits or her fully mommy ass. Dad had died recently in an accident and they seemed ok with me being the man of the house.

“How was the prom honey,” my mom asked as she kissed me lightly on the lips as she put pancakes in front of me. The morning sunlight shone through the shift and I could see her full breasts and hard nipples outlined. “It was great Mom,” I said as I softly ran my hand down her back and across her firm ass and gave a cheek a squeeze. Mom works out so her gluts were tight and her ass felt great. What happened with Laurel and especially Wendy made me bold.

She slapped my hand away and laughingly said, “Don’t be fresh young man! Just because you’re the man of the house doesn’t give you permission to tease me or your sister. You will always be my little boy!” and then she gave me a kiss on the lips that was longer and fuller then her normal mother — son kisses as she pressed a breast against my arm. Her firming nipple poked into my bare arm.

“Well based on these, mommy, your little boy might not be a little boy anymore!” my sister Samantha said teasingly. I looked over and Sammy was twirling the pink panties around her index finger.

“Sammy those belong to me!” I yelled and stood up.

She brought them up to her nose and took in a deep breath. “Well the way they smell I don’t think you were the last person to wear them,” and laughed loudly as she held them to her chest as she smelled them.

I arap porno lunged for the panties but missed them as my hand landed and gripped my sister’s nice C-cup tit. To get even I gave it a hard squeeze and pulled on the nipple. She let go of the panties as I grabbed them with my other hand and pulled on her nipple again. She took in a deep breath and pushed my hand against that breast. Our eyes locked as I massaged her other breast through her silky shift. She let me feel her up until I smirked. She couldn’t let me win.

“MOM! Zachey grabbed my tit and hurt my nipple! He’s so mean! Spank him or something!” Sammy yelled.

“Maybe I should kiss it and make it better,” I said and leaned over and sucked her nipple between my lips through her silky sleeper. “MOM!” Sammy yelled.

SWAT! I felt my mom’s smack up side the back of my head. I lost my balance and fell against Sammy pinning her ass against the counter. We were full on against each other when Sammy realized my fat cock was pushing against her tummy. She brought her hand between us as if trying to make sure what was humping against her. Her mouth went wide open.

“Get off me you perv!” she yelled and pushed against me. My mom grabbed my ear and the panties and pulled me back to the table and pushed me to the seat. I looked over at Sammy and she was rubbing her breasts which only made her nipples stick out further. There was a big wet spot over the nipple I sucked. She looked where I was staring and saw her hard nips. “MOM! Zachey’s is such a perv!” she yelled again.

“Whose panties are these?” I heard my mom ask softly. I turned towards her and saw she was holding the panties to her chin and breathing in the aroma.

“Don’t worry they are not Sammy’s,” I said to get back at my sister. “MOM! He’s such a perv!” she yelled again.

“Come on Mister! Whose panties are these? And what does you having them tell me about my young man?” Mom asked softly as she dropped them on the table next to me.

“They belong to Laurel. She gave them to me last night after prom. We were in her room and we got a little carried away.

“Did you two have sex last night?” she asked tenderly running her fingers behind my ear.

“No Mom, not really. She was scared she would wake her parents yelling from trying to take me inside her. She was scared of my size.”

“What do you mean your size?” Sammy asked. I looked at her and smirked as only a younger brothers can.

“I’m very big Mom. All the guys on the team told their girl friends and it got around school. Now the senior girls won’t date me. I was lucky that Laurel and I hit it off in time for prom. We only fooled around so she gave me the panties and a special gift before her mom knocked on the door and told her to send me home.

“What do you mean you’re too big Zach? You will have to show me. I’m concerned for my boy and his health.”

With my new confidence I stood up and dropped my boxers. I should have been embarrassed but I did say we were very casual around the house. My sister took in a loud breath when my cock rose to its fullness. As I already said, what I have always liked about my dick is that it stays its full thick eight inches and then only gets hard when fully excited. My cockhead is large like an apricot or small plum and Laurel could not touch fingers when she gripped my cock shaft.

“Fuck Zach, that thing is a monster! No wonder the high school girls are afraid of it. I only know a few girls at the college that could take that horse to the barn,” my sister actually said tenderly as she shocked me as she walked over to me and took hold of it. She rubbed her hand up and down my cock shaft and took some pre-cum onto her palm. My Mom slipped her hand around the base of my cock and squeezed it in time to my sister stroking it. I started moaning and thrusting into two different female hands.

“Mom we can’t leave poor Zachey all pent up. He didn’t get any last night and must be very frustrated and very filled. We have to finish him,” she whispered as she wet my cockhead with my precum. I could not believe what my Mom did next. She scooped up the pancake butter off my plate and rubbed it all up and down my cock. Sammy and my Mom went back to work rubbing my cock slow and sensuous as the butter helped their hands slide on my cock.

This was seriously fucking surreal I thought as my cock was stroked by two soft female hands. Each of my Mom and sister seemed to be under a spell as they took drops of pre-cum on their fingers and licked it off. Saliva from their lips helped my cockhead slide. Just as last night I knew I was getting close to cumming. My hot sperm was building up pressure and working its way out of my balls.

“Mom, Sammy, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum. What should I do?” I asked moaning.

They dropped to their knees and Mom with her other hand plopped her mommy breasts out of her sleeper shift. Sammy watched all that and mesmerized did the same. For the first time I got a good close up look at my Mom’s and sister’s tits and now hard nipples. Their firming nipples sat surrounded by large areolas which crinkled, from excitement? They were not embarrassed at all and their cleavage was bright pink flushed with anticipation.

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