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Adam found himself a little worried. Now that it was over, would Amy regret what they'd done? Would she decide that enough was enough and it needed to stop? That maybe everything they'd been doing together was a bad idea and that it needed to end before they went this far again? All of those things were worries in his mind, at least until she started talking again. And when she did, he couldn't help but smile. The idea of taking her to his bed and doing it properly was definitely a great idea in his mind. And clearly it was in hers. He was tempted to just grab a hold of her hand and pull her along towards his bedroom. But before he did that, he got a smile on his face as he thought of an idea that seemed to fit really well with the notion of doing it properly. "That does sound like a good idea, sis," he agreed with her, "Doing this properly and all. And if we're going to do this properly, then I can think of only one thing that would add to that."

With his grin still firmly in place, Adam would scoop her up and into his arms bridal style. He had a feeling that she would like this, though he also noted that the towel she'd modestly wrapped around herself hit the ground as he lifted her up. He found himself holding her naked body close to his, their heat transferring and his desire rising almost immediately for her again. Aware that the floor was still a little damp, he would carefully make his way out of the bathroom and then through their parents bedroom and into the hall. He honestly couldn't believe how bold they were being, but it felt so good. Months of dancing around all of this had finally reached what now seemed like the most natural conclusion. And now that it had, it opened up a whole new world for the twins to explore together. So long as they were careful, Adam could only imagine how much fun they would have together.

Easily carrying his sister through the hall to his bedroom, he was able to open the door only because it wasn't fully closed, but he did gently kick it shut behind them. Sure, they were the only ones home, but it still seemed like the thing to do with this moment. Smiling, he laid her gently onto his bed before he would lay down beside her. "Well, we're in my room, in my bed," he said with a hint of excitement in his voice, "What's next? Me deep inside of you?" He leaned down to kiss her passionately, one of his hands moving towards her bare breasts and beginning to gently tease one of her nipples, hoping to find her just as excited about what they were doing as he was.

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Amy hadn't expected he'd pick her up and carry her bridal style to the bedroom, but she'd let her towel drop as he did so, grinning a little as he scooped his once again naked sister in his arms and started towards the bedroom, Adam's bedroom. She wasn't sure why but it seemed his room was the best choice, maybe a messy bed was less likely to arouse suspicion, or it would be easier to hide the evidence in his room. Not that any of that really mattered as her butterflies started again in her stomach, a little worry her folks might be home early and if they'd gotten caught like this, calamity wouldn't begin to describe the trouble they'd be in. The walk wasn't far, almost just around the corner, and soon she found herself in his room, on her back in his bed.

She smiled up at him, spreading her legs so he could see her pussy as she lay there. His question betrayed his eagerness but they had all night and tomorrow to enjoy this new fun they'd accidentally discovered. "I think so? Could we take it a bit slower, make love to each other?" She'd heard the term in a friend's romance novel, the protagonist telling the handsome hunk that she wanted to make love not just fuck, take it slow and let it burn. She moaned a little as he teased her nipple, making her moan just a little. "Make out a little until we can't stand it any longer? Or hold it in and just kiss and fool around?"

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Adam was glad that he's asked Amy what she wanted. If he hadn't, then he probably would've pounced on her, eager to feel that feeling of tight warmth wrapped around his cock once more. But she wanted to take it slower, to 'make love' as she called it. Adam had no problem with that, though his inexperience made him not entirely sure how to go about that. Still, he was going to do his best to make his sister happy so that they both had a good time and it could happen more often. He chuckled when she moaned softly as he teased her nipple, the bud hardening under his touch. He was so very tempted to lean down and take it into his mouth like he had several times before. She had really enjoyed it when he started doing that. But she was asking him to make out, so she was going to get exactly what she asked for.

"I like the sound of that," he said as he leaned down and started to gently kiss his sister, "I like the idea of making out with you and teasing you until you're asking me to be inside you again." He grinned as he kissed her deeply, his one hand continuing to tease her nipple, fingers wrapping around the bud and giving it a gentle squeeze. But his other hand wasn't idle, it was slowly beginning to trace patterns along her stomach and then towards her thighs. Adam was going to take his time and enjoy the entire process until his sister was ready for more. But if there was any doubt on whether or not he was ready for more, all Amy would have to do was reach down to find that his cock was already getting hard with the thought of being able to properly fuck his sister.

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Amy pulled him closer, his gentle kiss morphing into a passionate one. She'd tasted lust, tasted deeper sexual pleasure then just a little fooling around and some oral. They'd fucked, she was no longer a virgin, and she wanted kiss in a way that let him feel her passion, her lust, her need. His fingers caressing, touching her bud of a nipple was one of the things she liked. She nodded when he agreed with her, "Let's make out until neither of us can control ourselves, can't hold back Adam."

She took his hand in hers, holding it against her nipple, smiling. "Do that a bit more, then suckle on it. Enjoy mine like a baby enjoys its mother's." A little grin escaped her lips, "And finger me, please." She knew she couldn't last too long before she was begging him for cock, but she wanted to see how long they could fool around before they gave into the fiery lust that was consuming them both.

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Adam grinned as his sister started to tell him what she wanted him to do. Adam would happily do anything that his sister asked and what she was asking was nothing less than what he wanted to be doing to begin with. "Oh sis, don't you worry," he said playfully, "I'll have you moaning in pleasure soon enough." Adam wasn't an idiot, he knew that it wouldn't take long for her to start begging for him to fuck her again. The first time had just been completely accidental, so the next time would be the first time that they did it all intentionally. Personally, Adam couldn't wait to feel her tight pussy wrapped around his cock again, but he had to wait until she was ready.

Grinning, it didn't take him long to lower his lips down to her nipple, his hand shifting to the other one to continue teasing her nipple there while he slowly began to suckle on her other nipple, his tongue beginning to swirl around the hardened bud. Meanwhile, the hand that was between her thighs slowly slip up to her wet pussy and a single finger slowly eased into her. Using his thumb to play with her clit like she had taught him, he began to gently ease his finger in and out of her slowly, noting that she was still so very tight despite him having been inside her only a few minutes ago. He grinned against her chest as he hoped that she would stay like this no matter how many times they did it.

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He wasn't kidding when he said he would have her moaning in pleasure. Amy softly moaned as her brother's lips went to one of her pert buds, tongue swirling around the sensitive flesh, the feeling so good, his hand playing with the other pert little nipple. She'd always thought of them as just there for her babies to nurse from, part of her role of bringing children into the world and raising them, maybe a little to attract a husband, entice him to bed, but she'd never considered them much more then that until now. Adam had played with them before, when they'd fooled around, but she'd never considered them truly sexual organs.

She felt his finger slip into her, a far cry from the cock of earlier but still pleasurable, if only a pale shadow of the real deal. She was tight, she would remain tight like this until she gave birth, something she thought to be a long ways off, and it would be, but far sooner then she'd perhaps imagined. Rocking her hips a little, she ground herself against his hand. "Adam," she moaned, "Not sure I can wait lover, I need you, need it."

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Adam knew his way around his sister's body. He knew that he shouldn't have such skills and knowledge when it came to his twin sister, but that didn't stop him from having it. Smirking against her chest as she moaned in pleasure, he could feel his cock starting to twitch as the excitement was beginning to overtake him. He had finally felt what it was like to be deep inside her tight pussy and he wanted more. He didn't worry about what the risks might be, he trusted that Amy had thought all of this through and knew what she was doing. If she said that they were being safe, then he trusted that and would give her whatever she wanted. Especially if it was this enjoyable.

Finally, and much sooner that he expected, Amy's moans grew louder and she started begging for Adam to get back inside of her. Still, he teased her for a couple of moments before he finally pulled away for a brief moment. But that was only long enough for him to shift his body between her thighs. He had never been in this position before and he found himself eager to finally do this. Taking hold of his cock, he carefully lined it up with his sister's tight pussy before he started to ease into her. Groaning in pleasure, he looked down at his sister. "Fuck, sis, I thought you were tight in the shower," he groaned, "You're even tighter now." He took his time, savoring actually getting to feel how good it felt to slowly push his cock deep into his sister's pussy.

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Amy hadn't given much thought to being careful after she'd felt his cock invade her body in the shower, if anything the only careful she'd though of was how not to get caught. She'd not really thought that her original worry was right, that Adam putting his manhood in her was dangerous, but she'd enjoyed it the first time, and wanted to do it again, wanted to orgasm like she had a few times when Adam had eaten her out before. Had Alice been here, they'd have gotten the talk, and if they were sure they wanted to do this, been told how to be careful. But Alice wasn't, and they hadn't.

She didn't have long to wait as Adam was eager to dive back in. She watched her brother kneel between her legs, looking down at her, a smile on his face as he spread her legs. Amy was equally as eager to feel her brother inside her again, this time intentionally, and slower this time, letting them both enjoy it. She laid back, watching him, glancing down her body as her brother fisted his cock and pressed it against her. She could feel him push in, his glans stretching her inner lips around his shaft as he slowly pushed into her moist core. She grinned when he paused after an inch or two, "In the shower it was a slip and you punched in, but now that we're going slow, I can feel it Adam, every last inch. And you feel so big, stretching me a little, making me feel so full." She pulled him down to kiss as they paused a moment. "I love you Adam. I know it's wrong to love my brother like this, but I do, and I won't stop loving you babe."

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Adam shared the grin with his sister, savoring the moment as the two of them enjoyed this intimate moment together. Anyone else would've probably been appalled about what they were doing. They were twins and he was pushing his cock into her unprotected pussy with all the risks that entailed. Not that those risks were even remotely on their minds as they were too busy enjoying their passionate embrace with one another. And when she pulled him down into a kiss, he kissed her back eagerly, loving the taste of her lips against his and knowing that this moment would be their forever. "I love you Amy. And that isn't going to stop, no matter what happens. I'm yours and you're mine." He leaned down and kissed her again, his lips on hers for a long time, the moment seeming to last forever or until the desire to feel his sister wrapped around his cock was too strong to ignore.

Pulling back from the kiss, he resumed his slow push deep inside of her. The sensation of her stretching around his cock was unlike anything that he'd experienced in his life. Her mouth had always been wonderful, but this was far different and far more intense. He had this strong urge to bury himself in her as deep as he could, but he didn't rush. Their first time in the shower had been sudden, the result of them slipping, but this time they had a chance to take it slow and really enjoy it. And Adam was truly enjoying the sensations of her slowly wrapping around his cock like it belonged inside of her. A low groan escaped him as, after a long minute of slowly stretching her pussy, he finally bottomed out inside her. "Fuck, this feels amazing," he said, his voice taking on that breathless quality that told Amy just how good he was feeling, "I think I could stay like this all night, just buried inside of you baby."

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People would have been appalled, but for Amy, right here right now, she didn't care, all that mattered was her twin brother was naked, above her, and kissing as he held the first inches of his cock inside her. She smiled up at him, watching him as the kiss broke, watching his facial expressions as he began to sink lower. "I don't want it to stop Adam, not now, not ever. If I thought of a way we could stay together after high school, I would. I don't want to have to give you up to some guy crazed girl in college." She grinned, "I want you for me, all mine."

She groaned a little as Adam pushed deeper, stretching her out, filling her up. But this time she could savor it, enjoy every little sensation as he sunk into her, inch by inch disappearing between her legs. She groaned a little, the pleasure great as Adam sunk, only stopping when their pubes mashed together. His remark it felt amazing echoed by Amy. "We have all weekend to enjoy this, you could fall asleep like this in bed, curled up, buried to the hilt inside me." She grinned that little mischievous smile. "But this is the first time proper, so I want you to make me orgasm, then fill me with the good stuff."

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Her words resonated in him. He knew that he wanted the same thing, to be together forever. There was really no one that he could love any more than he loved his twin sister and to try just seemed like a massive waste of time. But he knew that the world would expect him to do so at some point. He hated the fact that he was going to have to try. Or maybe he didn't have to. Just because she didn't know of a way didn't mean they couldn't figure it out. "We'll find a way to make that happen, sis," he told her with a grin of his own, "There's no reason that this ever has to end between the two of us. We can be together the rest of our lives. We'll figure out how when we have to figure it out, but for now we can just enjoy the moment."

Adam groaned in pleasure as he remained buried inside his sister, savoring the moment and when she talked about how they could fall asleep with him buried inside of her, he couldn't help but like that idea. But she was right, first thing that needed to happen was he needed to fuck his sister good and hard and make her cum before he came himself. "If that's what you want, then that's what you're going to get," he told her, "Anything for my sister." Taking a breath, he slowly pulled back until only the head of his cock was inside of her and then he pushed forward smoothly, groaning at the sheer amount of pleasure that he experienced. He didn't stop there, doing it again and then again, enjoying the way she felt wrapped around him. Leaning down, he kissed his sister deeply as he started to speed up his thrusts slowly, already knowing that he was going to last longer than he had the first time.

[Assistant] Amy nodded, kissing Adam, "Never ends," she agreed. Right now what mattered was he was inside her, filling her up, their bodies together, merged as one. The slow motion he started felt heavenly, able to savor it unlike the first time, Amy let herself feel everything, the thick fat shaft that drove his glans deep into her belly, the crown scraping her insides, caressing her core as it pulled out. A man was inside her, and her body knew what to do. Amy instinctively also knew, some hard wired part of her primal brain knew what to so as Adam started to slowly thrust, pulling out, and thrusting in, caressing the length of her core, gently kissing her cervix, the boundary between pleasure and motherhood, a tiny gap in the center which Adam kept nailing it. She kissed him, hands on his hips, helping him stay steady atop her, legs pulled up, ensuring his hips always found their way to hers. This was even better then the first time, and Amy softly moaned, "Oh Adam. Lover."

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Adam may not have done this before, but his body knew what it had to do. Thousands of years of evolution had hardwired the male brain to know exactly what to do in this situation. And he could feel his body urging him to go harder, to fill her tight pussy over and over at a pace that would push them over the edge as soon as possible. But Adam wanted to savor this moment, to enjoy it the way he hadn't been able to enjoy it in the shower. And it was clear that Amy felt the same, her body responding to his slow, smooth strokes that saw him burying himself as deep as he could go. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest as rational thought started to fade away, replaced by a more primal, instinctive frame of mind. And this frame of mind could only think of one thing and that was to keep going until he couldn't go any longer.

Without realizing what he was doing, his body was starting to pick up steam and each thrust started to come faster and harder than the last. It wasn't immediate, it was a steady build, but before long, he was thrusting hard and fast into his sister's tight, eager pussy, their hips slamming together with each thrust and him pulling back for the next one almost as soon as he'd buried himself in her the last time. His powerful hands found their way to her hips, holding them so that she wouldn't be pushed away when he thrust into her and letting him bury himself into her even deeper. He couldn't possibly know it, but each thrust found him hitting her cervix, the risk of what could happen not even on his mind. All that he could think about at this point was the pleasure that he was experiencing and how he wanted to fill his sister with his cum once more.

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This felt even better then the shower. Sure the shower had felt good, her brother's stiff thick prick deep inside, but now, taking the time to enjoy the feelings, the sensations, Amy could really get a feel for what sex was like. And it felt good, Adam's rhythm sending little spasms up and down her spine, pleasure radiating outwards to the very tips of her fingers and toes. She felt like this sometimes when Adam ate her out, made her reach a place of extreme pleasure she felt lost in, an orgasm she'd come to understand it was, and now, Adam moving inside her like this, holding her in place so he didn't drive her up the bed, her own hips moving with his, the way she did when he performed oral, only this time with his penis inside her.

It didn't take much, and she felt that familiar sinking feeling. "Adam," she moaned, softly at first but a bit louder very quickly. "I think I'm. Like when you pleasure me. I think I'm going to," and that was all she got out as her first orgasm that wasn't oral washed over her. Her body twitched a little, her pussy and core spasming around Adam, her legs shaking a little. She flopped back in bed, shaking as waves of pleasured washed over her, even better then oral sex, more intense, longer lasting.


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Tyler noticed Bree's mischievous look and cocked an eyebrow and there was a tingling sensation down there. It spoke volumes that she was able to affect him by such a simple thing like a look. He chuckled at what she said then his eyes widened at the sight that appeared under the sheets. That immediately sent a twitch to his cock and he could sense blood being redirected and the cranks moving in his mind telling him that he still had some more energy for another round of fun.

"It seems we will have to wash again soon enough." he smirked and chuckled again, which got replaced by a moan that escaped his lips. "I will... be the... aahhh..." he moaned "... the damsel taken by the Prince it seems..." he moan-chuckled and followed her directions. The sensation of her tongue moving across his body sent shivers down his spine and he felt like exploding, so he had to hold it a bit longer. "Be gentle..." he miewed in anticipation sensing the tension in his rear.

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Bree grinned even though in er current position Tyler could never see her cute little grin of excitement. Beginning to stroke his once again stiffening cock, Bree murmured, "Gentle because your cock is sore from being milked so many ways, or is your rosebud especially sensitive... hmm, might be both," she teased and continued to stroke his lengthening and thickening rod and returned to licking more at Tyler's taint and cheeks than between them. He wanted gentle, ad now she wanted to be a tease, even as her own hard cock twitched and dripped more than a bit of pre-cum from the stroking she had done of it and arousal at their continued play.

"Ready or not, Sweet Cheeks," she warned and pressed her tongue to the very center of his delicate rear star and began wiggling the tip into the tight center of his virgin hole, working diligently, amorously and yet being both firm and gentle at once. She wanted to lubricate and loosen even as she stimulated him and after a time of losing herself in the act, and getting a decent bit of the tip of her tongue into places that should give some very pleasant, if for him, unusual stimulation, the care Bree was taking there was offset by her absent mindedly stroking his now hard again cock rather fully and vigorously.

Perhaps she was stroking him the way she wanted to be stroked, though in part she just loved making him moan and groan and Tyler simply had a yummy cock that she enjoyed playing with... a lot. She didn't ask or make a move for Tyler to stimulate her own cock, pretty and very obvious between her long and lovely legs, but taking control of her there might well resonate back into even deeper pleasures for Tyler, then again, it might also be rather distracting too.

"Does it feel good, Baby?" she asked as her tongue needed a rest before returning to rim her new boyfriend's little pucker more deeply and ravenously.

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Tyler could not come up with any smartass reply to her comments about the gentleness. She was supplying him with a plethora of new sensations that he had never experienced before, nor had expected to. He was turning into a putty in her capable hands...

His eyes widened when he sensed the warm and wet tongue in his ass. His first instinct was to clench it, but then relaxed. No one had given him a rimjob before and he had never considered ever getting one. Tyler has always been squeamish about that part of a person's anatomy.

Tyler could not help it as he bit into the bedsheet and his fingers curled around the fabric. If that felt good... imagine how having a cock in the ass would feel! That made his own meat rod twitch. "Y-yes..." Tyler managed to reply to her question "I want more..." he managed to give a cheeky grin.

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Bree grinned at hearing Tyler groan for more, her tongue licking his sensitive taint and as she felt him grip the sheets in his hands and his entire body seemed tensed and aroused, she even nipped that special little spot wit her teeth. There was a sense of sensual power running through her veins, her entire being as she claimed him in ways she knew he had never experienced and all the more, in ways she was hungry and needful of continuing to lavish upon him.

"More... of everything?" she asked in reply, even as her neck stretched and her tongue did the same, returning to his pretty little virgin pucker as she began to rim and tongue fuck his slightly stretched and spit wet hole. Fingers curled further around his rear until she was able to reach his entrance and began alternating her tongue and fingertips, then more and more of her finger's length into the depth and round and round his sexy little ass.

"Fuck, Baby, I want all of you too..." she growled softly as her finger took over his ass more fully and her lips kissed their way down to suckle one of his far from empty balls, then the other, into her warm and lusciously soft and wet mouth. Bree's other hand was now stroking his cock from mid shaft to head, squeezing tighter than before, as if her finger pressing and parting his ass and her hand milking his cock were in a rhythm of giving and taking everything her man wanted to offer, to be taken. Tyler's cock was aimed right at and over her jiggling breasts as Bree moved a bit beneath him, her own hips bucking with a rhythm of their own, her large and lovely cock bobbing up and down a bit and still leaking thin streams of arousal across her own flesh.

"Do you just want me to make you cum again, Baby, or what kind of more is there for us?" her voice taunted and teased even as she began claiming him more and more. There would be no stopping her claiming him, the only question now was how he would be claimed and how he responded to the ravaging he was feeling more and more powerfully each moment from the wanton beauty lying beneath his tensed and taut body.

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Tyler resisted the urge to clench his butt as the sensation of her tongue was too strong. This was terra incognita for him and it was a bit too much to process for such a short time. He had never been the adventurous type, but now he was beginning to rethink that approach. It seems new stuff can be quite rewarding.

"Y-yes..." he exhaled the breath that he had inhaled. The initial reaction to the fingering was to clench his butt, but then relaxed it allowing her entrance. He had heard that massaging the prostate can lead to some amazing sensations, given how sensitive it was.

He gave a soft moan "Then take me..." he managed to chuckle breathlessly and wince-moaned as she reached his cock again. Tyler considered the question "Well, you already started it..." he grinned "I want you inside of me." he looked intently into her eyes.

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Bree was being very careful even as she ravaged Tyler's cock and ass to not push things farther than he was ready to take. Not that she wasn't seducing, pushing the envelope and his limits, but everything was a first for them together and some of these moments were his first ever. She listened as he groaned his responses, then said more clearly that he wanted her inside of his body, and Bree knew from the look they shared, from the way he groaned and his body reacted that Tyler wanted more than she had taken already. Rather than answer aloud, as he was watching her beautiful face and lips, her mouth opened and she leaned up a bit, suckling first one still very full ball in the warm, wet velvet of her mouth, and then the other. All the while her fingers continued to stretch and dip into Tyler's ass, he needed to be ready, she needed to make this feel so right for him and them both.

Murmuring her own reply in vibrations that traveled to his very core as her deep moans were muffled by the sexy balls surrounded by her lips and softly lashed with her tongue, at last she felt it was time and Bree moved from beneath Tyler to kneel on the bed with him for a moment, then her hands pressed his shoulders back and down to and against the bed as she slipped beneath and between his thighs, lifting them over his own and exposing his still virgin pucker to her attentions.

"You are ready, and I want to see your face when I fill you, Baby," she purred, though it sounded a little huskier, almost a growl, but not quite. Reaching for the nightstand she grabbed the lotion they were using for lube and at first seemed to overload her hand with it, but quickly her hands came together and then parted as her left encircled her cock as it bobbed lewdly and needfully from between her long legs, while her right rubbed the slick, cool lotion all over, around and then into his ass, smiling a sexy, ravenous smile as Tyler was not only going to be filled, but taken.

Sure that they were both as wet and ready as could be, Bree leaned over top of Tyler and kissed him softly, one hand pressing to the bed to support her weight as the other guided her cock to slide up and down his stretched and readied hole, then leaned further as her cock filled and stretched his sphincter from the center out until a full third of her long cock was lodged firmly and deliciously inside.

"Tell me when you want more, please, Baby... ask me to fuck you full of me," Bree whispered and nipped his lower lip and chin, an urgency building in her own body to feel his take every inch, but a fine line of patience and self-control allowed Tyler to adjust to her presence, her size and the beautiful reality of the moment between them.

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The anticipation proved equally delightful to the act itself. Knowing that it was going to be his first time having something enter his anus made him giddy. The prostate exam at the doctor's office does not count. He had always wondered how it felt? Tyler had almost tried to shove something phallic down there, but got cold feet and never acted on the fantasy...

Now he was going to get the real thing. Tyler shuddered from the coolness of the lotion. A low moan escaped his lips involuntarily. Hopefully he won't cum before the whole thing starts. His cock felt so hard that he feared it was going to explode and spray everything with his warm and sticky juices.

He returned the kiss and gave her doe eyes pleading for her to hurry up and impale him with her meat. Tyler almost bit through his tongue when she started pushing it inside of his ass. He growled and moaned at the same time. It hurt but it also felt nice. Her cock was massaging his prostate and that made it feel soooo good.

"Fuck me baby..." he managed to say after they kissed. "I want you inside of me..."

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Bree groaned aloud as Tyler finally asked, almost demanded to be taken, to be fucked and filled and the timing was perfect. Tyler's ass had been stretched just enough that he was almost used to her size, almost being the perfect word as Bree pressed her swelled length deeper and deeper until her smoothly shaven balls pressed up against him. There were no words in her groans and gasps, but the meaning of the sounds was unmistakable.

She wanted him always on that edge of incredible pleasure, pressure and just a taste of pain to make it all multiply every sensation, every stroke as Bree pinned him down with her full weight and began withdrawing and plunging, at first a bit raggedly, then gaining the kind of rhythm that was going to get them both off as she purposely angled her ravaging to stimulate and milk Tyler's prostate and hissed at him when and if he tried to touch and stroke his cock,

"That's mine, let it come... let it come when it's, fuckkkkk, timeeee..." she growled and redoubled her efforts, forgetting that he was a virgin, and truly he no longer was, not with the wickedly beautiful fucking he was receiving and taking from the beauty whose breasts hung heavy and swayed deliciously above his own chest and hands, giving them something to grasp onto as Bree took his cherry, his breath and soon, when she was ready, his most amazing release of an incredible night.

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The sensation of having a cock in his ass was amazing. It hurt some, but the pressure applied to his prostate made it worth it. He had to take control over his body or he was going to cum from the mere fact that his ass got stretched!

But that would be embarrassing... then the movement started. His eyes rolled and his fingers curled, grabbing the bed sheet. The feeling was so intense and amazing. It was hard (no pun intended) not to cum. His cock throbbing, begging for the sweet release and he did not even had to stroke it.

"More..." Tyler managed to croak "I want you to fuck me more." was the longest sentence that he could form at the moment. "So good." he said between moans which were getting louder with each thrust.

Being on the receiving end was such a great experience. Maybe he should have played with his ass in the past, but he had gotten cold feet back then. Or maybe it was for the best as it would have probably spoiled the sensations he was having right now...

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Something about the way Tyler responded caused Bree to slow down, just a bit, rolling her hips as she rhythmically fucked her new boyfriend... and knew he was that, knew he could never be without all that she was... with a delicious and deliberate motion to slowly and surely drive them both to a powerful, shattering orgasm, but was also taking no chances that he would spill his seed, for the third time that night, before she was ready to fill him with her own.

"Mmm, yes, I'll fuck you more, Babeee... mmmhmm," she purred out, bending and leaning in to kiss him as her cock was buried to the hilt in his tight rim, then straightening up more and beginning the slower, but not too slow or drawn out, hip rolling fucking that he needed and deserved. Bree's right hand reached for his cock and stroked it a few times, looking down and smiling as her fingers and thumb sensually squeezed out a dollop of thin pre-cum that dripped onto his belly, then slid her hand down his beautiful cock and gripped it hard and fully around the very base. Driving him towards an orgasm when she stroked his dick, and her hand acting like a warm, yummy cock ring preventing him from nutting too soon as she clamped tightly around its base, all while fucking him and making his ass hers to own.

"You need this, don't you Tyler, a girlfriend who can take you every way imaginable, yessss, I think you do," she whispered in a playful, dominating tease as Bree felt empowered and happy and lucky. She really, really liked this man, the sex was mind blowing and he was sweet and adoring and had suck a lovely cock and long, tall body. Gods, she could fuck him for days, giving and taking and sharing so much of everything.

For a long time Bree rolled her hips and sexily impaled and fucked Tyler deeply, her own cock getting closer and closer to spilling, a slow and inevitable process, one that was building up in them both, even if her hand stimulating and alternatively clamping his cock off at the bottom was the opposite of the smooth, rhythmic way her cock and his prostate were sliding across and over each other. The tease and squeeze combined with Tyler being a virgin before this and spilling for her twice already was something she knew would make him feel things that he never even fantasized about before, and she knew she was already feeling that too.

"Uhhhmm, fuck, Baby, I'm gonna cum soon... tell me it's okay, tell me you want that, to fuck it into you," she pleaded, breathless and almost an hour of slow and sexy fucking and taking his cherry into Tyler's first time, Bree felt herself begin to cum and held back all she could until he told her that he wanted it, releasing then and jerking his cock hard, sexy and sure to bring him over the top and to make his cock spill and spatter and jet everywhere, even as her eyes rolled into the back of her head and her balls squeezed tight and cock jerked and hips bucked as she filled him full of everything she was.

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Having his prostate being stimulated in such a way was an almost magical experience. He had never experienced such a thing before. He loved having his ass being fucked by Bree. He wanted to cum, but on the other hand he wanted this to last longer. "Yes, fuck me..." he growled feeling her cock inside him. Tyler kissed her back. A thought crossed his mind that with her, he preferred being the one on the bottom and getting it, than he doing the fucking.

"I love you babe..." Tyler was aware that this was their first date, hopefully he did not sound desperate or like a weirdo. "Please, babe, I want your seed in me..." that sounded weird coming from his mouth, but he could not help it. He really wanted it. No sooner than he said it he felt a sudden relief from his cock as well as a sudden wetness in his ass.

He was not sure how much they came, but he could almost feel his balls shrivel from being emptied. The most intense orgasm ever. Tyler moaned and panted and his fingers curled into the bed sheet not caring that he might tear it. He wanted more of that, he wanted more of Bree. She was the one for him, he knew it...

Trying catch his breath he rested his head on the mattress, unable to lift it or even look at her. He was just panting, his body wet and sticky from the sweat. Talk about a workout! He chuckled breathlessly at the thought of him just lying there naked with his butt filled with jizz. The mere thought made his flaccid cock twitch. "I think..." he said panting "...I can get used to that..." he chuckled again.

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Her orgasm, and Tyler's own as his cock swelled and jerked in her grip as his cum spilt all over his belly and her own poured deep inside his as Bree hilted herself fully there, making only small in and out motions to milk the fullness of her climax into his body. The feelings were overwhelming, intense, seemingly breathless and yet Bree cried out and moaned her reactions and ecstasy aloud so clearly there was some very deep breaths being taken in and sounded out.

As their lasting and lovely explosions of desire and wickedly beautiful sensuality began to slowly fade in a glowing and luscious manner of its own, Bree stretched her body up and pinned Tyler's softening cock between her belly and his, "You made quite the mess, Lovey... hmmm, love, so soon, probably the sex talking, but I feel it too," she said with a smile and knew he was hers, that she wanted him, he had given himself in so many ways and wanted so many more, bringing out a lightly dominant side in her that she rarely was able to share,

"Hmm, we need to get a shower, in a bit, I'm cuddling you there and back here once we are done, and tomorrow, room service for breakfast... right after I fuck your brains completely out one more time. That's my secret you see, make you cum drunk all the time so that you never, ever want anyone but lil' ol' me," she teased as she kissed him her voice playing out a fun little southern belle accent that was over the top and funny, which was the best part. They were attracted to each other, had discovered the sex was mind blowingly good, they liked chatting and little romantic gestures and each made the other laugh, a combination that was nearly impossible to find with any one person.

Bree set to some very messing cuddling right then, her full breasts crushed to his chest, soft kisses raining down on him now and again, with the again being very often, until finally she made good upon her promises that night with a steamy, sudsy shower for two, snuggling and making corny jokes and teases as they fell asleep on their first night together and waking just before dawn, and Tyler, aroused and ready to make the rest of her promises and their dreams come achingly and happily true...


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Amelia certainly could not have known just how right she was about one thing... how everything in this museum was genuine. Course, it was all gathered by hand over centuries of traveling the world, and certainly something Karov kept dear to him. He had learned the ways of each civilization for making but more importantly maintaining the items in his possession, and while some required materials that had long since disappeared off the face of the earth, he had done his due diligence to find alternatives that worked just as well if not better than the originals.

Seeing her reaction to his offer made his eyes grow a bit wide with amusement. Dr. Lockwell was very familiar with how odd of an offer it was as after all, any damage to these sorts of historical items might turn out to be irreparable. But perhaps a part of him longed to see a living, breathing being don such a dress that he had seen with his own two eyes on one of the most beautiful women he'd ever met, just one more time.

At her question, he simply chuckled. "Hm... I suppose I should ask with the owner of the museum first." So he brandished a small mirror suddenly, seemingly out of his pocket, a gold plated mirror that had the insignia of the extinct Habsburg line of Holy Roman Emperors. Though of course, she couldn't see the mirror itself, which offered no reflection other than the outfit he wore. "Sir, would you kindly allow this beautiful young woman to try on one of these belle dresses?" He stood there for a moment mockingly and then nodded his head. "Yes, of course, I understand." Closing the mirror and shoving it into his pocket, he smiled at her. "As long as I am willing to take responsibility for any damages, he said it is fine." With that, he brandished his arm outward to motion for her to approach the dress. "And I am willing to do that for you."

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Amelia couldn't help but chuckle at the display from the doctor as he 'consulted' the owner. Well all he had to do was say he was the owner, but despite that it was a nice gesture and one that Amelia took to heart. Of course her eyes drifted to the hand mirror. A stunning piece, though the insignia wasn't one the woman had any familiarity with. Her history knowledge only took her so far, but then again, she went to museums to learn more about the past. She'd have to ask more about it later on. When Doctor Lockwell finished his consultation, Amelia couldn't help but grin at the display before nodding her head.

"All you had to do was say you owned the museum." Amelia commented with a chuckle before looking over to the gowns on display. "I assume you have a private area for storing the gowns?" she asked, preferring not to get changed out in public, even if there was no one else around at that moment.

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Dr. Lockwell lowered his head and placed his hand on his chest, giving her a rather out of date apologetic bow. "My apologies, Amelia, I suppose I just yearned for a bit of showmanship. It has been... so long since I last got to demonstrate for an audience." Seeing how she looked amused though, there wasn't any fear of turning her away really. Though her question made him thoughtful. "Why yes, I have various workshops hidden away from the public. After all, my maintenance secrets are only for a select few."

While he got the gist of what she meant, Karov decided to amuse himself a bit and pretend he was a bit out of touch in that regard. It made sense, a lonely man spending so much time with mannequins. Then again, at one point in his long life, he had given lechery a try and it did not dissatisfy him.

He walked up to the mannequin that held the dress and picked it up with little issue, although the sturdy wooden figure and the thick materials of the dress appeared to look heavier than they should have been. "Right this way, miss," Karov said as he started to lead the way again, with a rather chipper step.

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Waving her hand away to dismiss the concerns, Amelia couldn't help but smile to the good doctor. He was charming, and the theatrics certainly helped the mood. This was a rather unique scenario of course; Amelia couldn't help but imagine what it would be like were there more people. She probably wouldn't get the guided tour from the owner himself. Following Ian, watching as he lifted the mannequin, dress and all, from the display, Amelia was impressed. He was also quite charming, she had to admit. The pair of them moved from the main area to the side, a set of doors leading away to Doctor Lockwell's workshops.

They made their way towards a large room that looked as if it doubled as clothing storage. Garment bags, wardrobes, chests and draws were all neatly arranged. Amelia was impressed. "Quite the collection of outfits, doc." Amelia mused with a smile on her face. "It's amazing." she said before setting her things down on a table, looking to the dress and the mannequin. Once it was set down, she made her way over and started to help carefully remove the dress from the mannequin.

While she did, Amelia couldn't help but play the role of a southern belle. "Well I must say doctor, you've made this gal feel quite special. I cannot thank you enough." Amelia said, adding a southern drawl to her voice.

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His steps were quick despite there being little reason for the hurry. Still, as the two made their way into the storage area, there was definitely a larger portion of items that just did not fit neatly into the museum, and so were stored in the back, awaiting their turn to be put up. Not that Lockwell had been tending to the switches like he used to, there had not been enough interest to do so up until that point. Setting the mannequin down, he stepped back with a slight bow, his arm extending as if to point her the couple steps she needed to take to approach.

"I have a habit of collecting outlandish, delightful and..." his nearly glowing eyes gave her a quick, poignant gaze over, "...beautiful pieces for posterity." Lockwell's eyes followed her along, watching her closely as she started to dismantle the dress from its current holdings. "Oh there is no need for that, you chose to be the special one by humoring me." After a long moment of standing there staring, he added, "I shall not keep you, my dearest lady belle, I will give you the privacy you deserve." And with that, he gave her a full bow before spinning rapidly in place and strutting out of the storage room, though there was no door to close behind him.

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Unaware of the lack of door, believing she was given time alone to change, Amelia started to undress, removing her heels first then proceeding with blazer and dress, setting them both to one side out of the way, neat enough that they weren't crumpled up or creased. Amelia had always been accused of being a neat-freak, but when you had to make an impression for people, that wasn't a bad thing. Soon enough she was down to her lingerie; bra, stockings and panties. There was a chill to the storage room, but it wasn't too bad. Eyes on the turquoise gown, Amelia took a moment before making her way to the garment, unzipping the back before sliding into it. There were a few accessories in the storage facility; petticoats for underneath the skirt and pairs of gloves.

Part of Amelia had a bit of a thrill at the thought of getting dressed up. This was quite the treat.

Although it took a little fiddling and playing around, Amelia was soon dressed and looked like quite the southern belle. She smiled, swishing her skirts left and right before turning adjusting the skirt. "Hey doctor Lockwood?" She called out, only just turning around and realizing that there had been no door. "Oh I hope you weren't peeking."

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Though he stood outside with his back turned for a long moment, listening to the ruffling of clothes, Karov got a bit curious. Perhaps it was a lingering part of his lecherous phase, maybe it was just a little bit of curiosity from a lack of companionship for so long... whatever the reason, he slightly turned to peer over his shoulder, just in time to catch a glimpse of Amelia just as she exposed her precious body in the lovely lingerie. A mix of sexual energeticism and hunger filled him as he took in her delicate frame, the way the more revealing underwear hugged her curvature drawing in the masculine side of him, while the exposed flesh appealing to his vampire side. It reminded him that he had not fed in so long, let alone having been with a woman...

As she stepped toward the dress though, it was a sign to him to peer away, his frame taking up most of the door frame. Silently he stood there, his ears perking up, listening to Amelia's every move. Instead, he just slowly stroked his cheek, delighted by the young woman. "Well... they certainly do like to dress down these days..." he remarked to himself under his breath with a chuckle.

When she called out, he failed to turn, simply speaking up. "Hm? Are you all dressed my dear?" he called back, and when she asked about his peeping, he chuckled aloud. "Would that have been your preference? I can certainly oblige once it comes off." Still, he did not turn, allowing his more gentlemanly side to hold on for now, not to mention leaving her in desire if she so chose.

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Amelia walked, finding the feeling of the petticoats and hoop skirts underneath a strange sensation. It was weighty, but they were easy to get around. The fabric against her skin was soft and Amelia couldn't help but smile at the idea that she might have been someone back in the days of the Antebellum era, though it wasn't all fun and games. Her lessons and tutelage had taught her that. If it was just the fashion of the time, then it might have been a different story. She had waited for a response from the doctor, and hearing him call out, she nodded, though was unsure if he could see the action or not.

"I'm dressed, though my preference would be for no one watching. At least not someone I've just met." Amelia stated before looking to the man. Despite her feelings, she gave a smile and gestured to the outfit. "So, what do you think?"

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Once she mentioned that she was dressed, the 'good' doctor slowly turned, as if making sure the coast was clear, before gazing upon her ravishing figure. "Mhn... yes, it fits you quite well. Perhaps a bit large but clothing back then was made pretty specifically," he said as he took a step toward her, then another, slow, calculated but careful steps, as if expecting her to tell him to stop. "Quite the belle of the ball indeed," he said, a bit of a coo in his well mannered but partially cold voice. Yet his eyes shifted in detail all about her, taking in the slight motions of the dress being worn, almost more focused on the dress than on her.

At least, until he eventually made his gaze come back up to her face. "Yes... yes... I see... mhn..." He seemed to be deep in thought, as if trying to see what was wrong. Suddenly, he reached toward her face, taking a hold of her glasses. "Oh these will not do, my dear, they detract from the elegance. Would you mind if I removed them temporarily?"

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It was a surprise to discover the gown was such a good fit on her, despite everything. The weight was something to get used to, but seeing the doctor, seeing how he looked at Amelia herself while wearing it, did make the young lady smile and work with it. If it was heavy, then she could endure it. The gown wasn't uncomfortable, which was a good thing. And she could move quite easily in it. "Makes me wonder if I missed out on attending my school's prom. A big dress..." Amelia shrugged her shoulders before looking to doctor Lockwood, seeing him come closer. There was something about him, the way he moved and spoke, and she smiled when he mentioned her glasses.

"Yeah... if you could put them to one side." Amelia requested, feeling them come off her nose, giving her the look of a belle once again, but one standing in the Antebellum era. "So, does it complete the look, not wearing my glasses?" she asked him with a smile.

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She was certainly a most pretty flower before, but as the spectacles came off, there was just an additional layer of beauty in Karov's mind as he gazed upon her naked eyes. His eyes stared deeply into hers, a rather unnatural glow in his. Strangely, his pupils looked to be almost like a glowing amber, certainly not something that was commonly seen in humans, if at all. It could have been a trick of the light though as the museum was lit in a rather ominous way but one which was meant to highlight the display while keeping the spectators in a darker shadow. After all, the museum was about the antiques, not the visitors. Still, his eyes certainly looked like they had an unnatural light of their own.

At the same time, they also exuded a rather odd sensation, as if staring at them for too long might cause her lightheartedness. Unbeknownst to her, his vampire hypnosis was something he could not fully control, and even with it dialed back as much as possible, staring into his eyes would eventually overwhelm her. But at the same time, it would take a powerful spirit to pull her eyes away, that was of course unless he broke the stare himself. And after nearly a minute long, he did.

"It does indeed, my dear," he said, his voice oozing of impressiveness, "Worry not, I shall have them close at hand just in case." He simply shifted the glasses into his jacket pocket, though they protruded just enough to be visible. "Come, why not walk around a bit, see if it is to your liking in general? Perhaps a small stroll around the museum as we discover more of its mysteries?" he said, as if he wasn't already aware of everything within it. His hand came to the small of her back, not pushing but pressing softly as if offering another incentive to walk around.

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Maybe it was the long day, going from work straight to the museum, but Amelia thought her eyes were playing tricks on her. What she saw, the flash in his eyes and the change in color. Was it the light? Was it something... Amelia shook the thought off. He was handsome, there was no doubt about that. The doctor had wonderful eyes and they were easy to get lost in. Amelia continued staring, but it wasn't until the doctor looked away that she found herself blinking for a moment, as if her senses came back to her. It was then he complimented Amelia on the lack of glasses improving the overall look. She blushed warmly before bashfully turning away, smiling to herself.

"Thank you." she said in response to the compliment. Looking up at Doctor Lockwood, Amelia gave a nod of agreement to the walk. She took the slight push as a way of saying to move on, and they walked back out into the museum floor, towards the American history area. Amelia couldn't help but smile. She felt like an actress paid to play out the role of a southern belle, though there was no one around but the two of them to see it.

The moved from American history to world history and it was a wonderful transition. From Antebellum era America to Victorian England where the gowns were bigger with larger skirts and tighter corsets. They looked wonderful.

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It was hard for him to decide just where he was going with all of this. Amelia had accepted some rather personal suggestions and come this far, all by her lonesome. The vampire was certainly feeling a delight he had not felt in quite some time, the meaning of companionship, even if it was just talking and walking with someone else. How many years had he walked the dim hallways on his own? How many times had he stared at the same exhibits which had grown to bore him? And yet in that moment, he was eager to see them again, if only to talk about them further.

As he narrated the progression through the last of the American section, they went upon the Victorian era, where a rather interesting exhibit sat. It looked like something out of a Sweeny Todd production, a small section of cobbled road with a standing horse and coach, several mannequins dressed in their appropriate attire as one was coming out of an old timey barbershop, which sat next to a candy store and a butcher shop. Their displays reflected his memories of the time, with rather real looking meat hanging one display while an assortment of candies which no longer existed showed off in large barrels in the next. The barber shop even looked to have an actual chair from the time inside, the barber dummy holding a razor to another dummy's face.

"Welcome to Victorian England, my dear," Ian said with a sudden and rather masterfully executed English accent, or at least a posh high class one anyway. "Tis just a normal day on King's Street." He motioned for her to actually step into the exhibit.

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Making their way through the museum, it was quiet but quite pleasant. Amelia enjoyed the opportunity to walk through the museum with a guide, and she had a fun experience wearing the gown. The turquoise wouldn't have been her first choice, but it was comfortable and the color really did compliment her, at least Amelia thought so. At the Victorian London experience, Amelia whistled in appreciation of the detail that went into the scene. She had been to London a few times, taking a trip there for a holiday, and then for work. "You have a wonderful eye for detail." Amelia complimented the doctor with a nod of her head as she looked at the buildings. The sweet shop and the butchers. It was fascinating to see. Everything worked wonderfully.

Stepping onto the mock cobble streets, Amelia looked to the mannequins and smiled. Again the detail was amazing. She couldn't help but think of that old horror movie, House of Wax, but guessed that in a city this large, someone would notice people disappearing. "Tell me doctor, what was your inspiration for this particular scene?" Amelia asked, stood at the door to the sweet shop.

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In a way, revisiting such stagings with an actual person brought back more vivid memories than he had in a long time. It just was not the same staring at the reproductions of two shops he had frequented on his stay in London all that time back as it was to be joined by a living body among the stillness of it all. Dreams of the busy street and even those still replicas started to move in his mind, his eyes wandering about as specific points resurfaced. Still, his eyes always came back to Amelia, as the girl was very much out of place and served as a grounding figure amidst the hustle and bustle of his mind.

"My thanks," Karov said with a deep bow and a hand on his chest. Staring over the preserved sweets, he stood silently but thoughtfully for a long moment. "Well, I suppose you could say that an image I once had in my possession was of great interest to me." He swept his arm about the scene, as if motioning to the contents of the image. "Sadly, time was not kind to said idea, and so I had to preserve it like this. Besides, I suppose it is more sporting to be able to experience it rather than just look at it through an image, no?"

Softly, he took her hand and started to guide her into the sweet shop. Several smaller children dressed in the old paperboy fashion huddled around the counter with a man with a bushy mustache and thick sideburns looked at them in a pleasant manner. "Take this chap for instance. Mr. Henry Carvel. A pleasant man, good with the children, always delighted to sell them his wares for a small discount when they came from school. Or in this case, when they finished their paper delivering duties, those were times when not all children could afford to go to school." He playfully patted the head of one of the child mannequins. "Is that not right, Billy?" There was a warmth in Ian's voice, as if he was intimately familiar with those present.

Then, he reached to the counter where several jars of long stick candy sat, individually wrapped by hand. "Would you care for some candy, miss? I promise they are still edible, candy tends to outlast its own times," he said with a chuckle. Three different colors presented themselves to her, potentially of different flavors, with a red, blue, and orange assortment.

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This was quite the experience, Amelia found, as she moved through the shop display, finding herself in a replica of Victorian London. The dress, the company, it was amazing. Smiling as she listened, taking note of what the good doctor had to say about the inspiration, and the people, Amelia gave a nod of understanding before turning towards the jars of sweets. She couldn't help but poke at one of the displays, the wrapping felt real. As if it were a traditional sweet shop.

"You've certainly put a lot of thought into the display. The backstory, the history... It's amazing you don't get more footfall through the museum." Amelia mused with a soft smile before running a hand across one of the mannequins. A little girl in a pink dress who was on her tiptoes, looking up at the jars on top of the counter.

When Karov mentioned tasting, about how they outlast everything around it, Amelia was dubious. There was the urban myth about Twinkies being able to withstand a nuclear blast and their longevity, but to think that simple sweets could withstand the test of time? Well there was only one way to find out. Picking out what Amelia assumed was a strawberry bon-bon, she was quite surprised to bite into it, finding that it really did taste like it was meant to. When she finished, she looked to the doctor.

"Okay, so do they really last that long, or are you just topping the sweets up on a regular basis?" Amelia asked with a slight grin.


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Jason loved listening to Mila speak. Her voice was angelic but the content was so damn devious. The young beauty clearly wanted to give herself to him in every way possible, and he wasn't going to fight that for a second.

"Mila, you don't need to be anxious for a second. I'll take every preparation you need to get that perfect ass ready for Daddy's big dick. You don't need to be scared." He assured her, reaching under her skirt once she was dressed before pushing a finger against her tight pucker, not pushing in, but teasing her to help her lessen some of her anxiety.

"I think we do this tonight. Daddy can tell you want this." He said as he led her back out to his car, eager to get her home---her new, proper home. "I'll whisper everything you deserve to hear, angel. But first, those pretty lips can give some head as I drive us home. Don't you want to keep Daddy's cock nice and hard the entire way home?"

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Mila gave out a little whimper as he teased her asshole. She leaned in closer pressing her body against his. "Yes Daddy. Hopefully before too long I can tell you you can wake me up by slipping your cock in there too... every hole available for a rude awakening." A little teasingly she stepped back, though this did leave his finger pressing a little more against her tight pucker.

Her graceful fingers gracefully gripped his cock but her lips brushed against his earlobe as she whispered over the revs of the engine. "Mmm you like fucking as much as me... you like playing games as much as me... you like it when I call you Daddy... you want to train my body to feel and provide new levels of pleasure... to fuck me in your daughters room where my hands once played with my trembling virgin pussy imagining your firm guiding touch."

She lowered her lips over the tip of his cock bobbing her head slowly, luxuriously up and down easing her jaw open as she welcomed him inside. She kept up the pace for about a minute before sliding his cock out of her mouth... her right hand pumped his spit slicked manhood once more. She kissed him on the cheek before renewing the teasing. "You say I'm a good girl but clearly I am a pervert with Daddy issues who's comfortable with my tastes. But you are just as perverted... does that mean you have daughter issues? I get off on calling you Daddy and you like it... maybe you should embrace your wicked heart, don't just call me a good girl or an angel... tell me you love feeling your daughters mouth around Daddy's big cock... I mean that is the kind thing we could only say to each other if we were meant for each other. A perfect pair of perverts."

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Mila knew just how to treat him, just how he wanted to be treated as he sped through traffic in his white BMW, windows tinted so that no one could quite make out what was going on, but light enough that if someone stared at a stoplight they might figure it out.

He didn't hold his moans of pleasure back as Mila sucked his cock, working him luxuriously slow, showing off her skill, not her speed. But he already knew she had the speed, but there was something special about a slow and sensual blowjob, especially while driving.

Eventually she would let his cock slide from her lips as she began speaking of how perverted they both were, how she had daddy issues and he had daughter issues, and how they should embrace that with one another. "God fucking damn, Mila. I love so much already that I can hear wedding bells." He confessed, his hand reaching under her skirt to tease her slit as he drove, nearing the gated neighborhood where his mansion sat. "If we're truly going to embrace it... I want you to take her room when you're not sleeping with me. Wear her clothes, call me Daddy, act up at times, and we'll fuck like crazy in her bed." His cock throbbed noticeably harder in her grasp. "What do you say... daughter?"

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She stretched back the flesh at the tip of his cock with a firm pump before planting a kiss on it. She peered up at him mischievously. "I get my own room Daddy... I guess I really am your favorite daughter." She winked up at him playfully before continuing all the while her hand continued to stroke his cock. "If you get lonely you can come join me in my bed. Slip in beside me... draw me close, pull my panties to the side and slip inside."

Mila moved up to whisper in his ear. "If you ever do want those wedding bells, I'll sign a prenup, I don't care about the money... I want you to know my body aches for you." She planted a light kiss on his cheek before she started the slow blowjob once more. She turned her head to the side and peered up at him, making a show of pressing the tip of his cock against the inside of her jaw and letting out a wickedly gleeful little moan. She looked up at him through half lidded eyes before bobbing her head up and down easing more of his cock into her mouth with each downward motion. She was getting a lot of practice in giving blowjobs to his large manhood and she was already showing increased skill and capacity with managing him.

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"You are my favorite daughter, Mila. And I'm going to prove that to you every single day. And every night as well." He assured her as he continued driving, drawing closer and closer to his suburban mansion. "I'll make sure to remember that. Something tells me there won't be any lonely nights with you around."

He moaned louder as she pumped his cock more and more before working him into her mouth again, giving him a slow, sensual blowjob, her skills quickly growing the more time that she shared with him and his cock. "You will? In that case why should we wait? We can go ring shopping this weekend and Daddy will give you whatever wedding you want. No expenses held back." He assured her, one hand on the wheel with the other in her hair.

Soon enough they had pulled into his gated mansion and parked in the garage. "As much as I love you sucking my cock, daughter, there's so much more for us to enjoy inside." He told her, speaking of the many amenities his mansion offered. Spacious rooms, lavish furniture, a pool, hot tub, multiple bars, a basement theatre. It was truly perfect now that she was there.

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Mila's head bobbed up and down as she sucked, her eyes eagerly peering up at her Daddy, her lover... her fiance it seemed. He had proposed to her but she couldn't formally accept with his rock hard manhood penetrating her lips. Now they had come to a stop and he described the house she repositioned, she couldn't really see it but that wasn't why she repositioned. Her knees were on the seat, her backside in the air and now she placed her hands behind her back. Soon her skirt pooled up around the small of her back, her panties were tugged down.

While her mouth worked his cock oh so eagerly her fingers gripped the cheeks of her shapely rear and pulled them apart leaving her asshole bare before him. Teasing and inviting the intention was clear for him to play with and train her even while she worshiped his cock. The house and all the amenities really seemed to pale beside her brazen desire to satiate her lust and earn his praise. Her lips came free of his cock to say one word. "Jason..." Then they were sliding down his shaft again before she came back up... "Daddy..." Once more her lips enveloped him. As she broke the seal on his cock again her lips curled into a wicked grin. "Master..." She delighted in taunting and teasing his desire to new heights. Could she keep up the intensity, it would be a challenge but she'd have fun finding out. Her lips welcomed that cock inside her once more, stretching to accommodate him and letting out another satisfied moan her eyes locked with his.

She was giving Jason a lot of power in the dynamics voluntarily but she was giving lots of constant positive reinforcements about enjoying it and what directions she was happy to go next. She was being submissive but it wasn't passive... it was almost aggressive in an almost paradoxical manner. Prenup... breed me... daughter issues... she kept egging him on. The only line she had truly drawn was with regards to her anal virginity but even then it was a request for time to adjust... and within a short time her hesitancy had thawed considerably. She desired and trusted him, urging him onwards... the way she was progressing while tonight she'd insist on his cock penetrating her ass being gentle there was that thrill seeking eager to please side of her... how long before her confidence, experience and trust in him grew before like her pussy she goaded him fuck her ass as hard as he wanted? Given what he'd seen of her nature it wouldn't be idle words whenever they parted her lips she'd be getting off on it. The unspoken promise as her backside wiggled up in the air beside him, train me up and we'll indulge all our desires...

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Jason couldn't pass on the opportunity to play with Mila's sweet little asshole as she pulled her cheeks apart as if to tease him with her perfect little pucker. She had been concerned about her anal virginity mere hours before and now she was dangling it in front of him.

He would suck two fingers to get them a bit wet before slowly but firmly pushing them inside of her, stretching her cute little hole with his two strong digits. She had already proven herself to him. She would be a better daughter than his own. A better wife than his previous. And a better lover than he could have ever imagined.

Once parked in the garage he slowly pulled his fingers from her, loving the way her little hole gaped slightly for him. "Come now, Mila. Up to your room. Daddy will get the lube and join you shortly."

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Mila petulantly considered finish the blowjob. She loved cum. Something about how you could play with it felt so erotic. It was gross on many levels but when it was from someone you cared about and it was released because of their desire for you... proof of how much they hungered for you. But as much as she wanted to finish the blowjob she had to be realistic, she had been draining and teasing load after load onto and inside her... the man was only human. There was a slight wet pop when the suction force of her mouth released his cock. She was a little tense as he played with her ass. But she let him tease her and accepted the new sensations for a moment. Her face still by his cock, she closed her eyes and a little whimper escaped her lips. As much of a succubus as she could the look of curious innocence was plain on her face.

"Mmm... yes Daddy. I know the way." She planted a wistful farewell kiss on his cock before pulling up her panties and exiting the car. She did indeed remember her way. The house seemed a little smaller but she had probably grown three or four inches since her last visit? This was so fucked up. She took a few pictures of the room exactly as it was in case they needed references. She threw herself backwards onto the bed unsettling plush toys. She grinned at one teddy, it was exactly the kind of fucked up she enjoyed. She knew the littke roleplay was messed up... but that just added a lovely thrill to events. They were two consenting adults, best to indulge their twisted perversions together right?

She didn't have much time before he got the lube she suspected. Mila stripped and put her clothes into her bag. She rummaged through her 'sisters' clothes and selected an oversized shirt with a few holes in it from some old band. It had clearly been bought for someone (she suspected Jason) with a bigger frame and it would suit her as a nightie, barely covering her panties and showing off much of her thighs. It had been what her sister had worn during one of the sleepovers, she sniffed at the different perfume bottles before taking the one she recalled from those cheerleader days... it smelled of citrus and mashmellows. She sprayed some on her neck, spreading it around with the back of her wrist.

Perfect, she climbed back into the bed, her legs curled up. She looked in the mirror adjusting her hair to get the right effect, pretty a little messy. Not the look of someone trying too hard. Of course she was putting the effort in. She grabbed a trashy out of date gossip magazine and posed herself just so, letting her look 'accidentally seductive' despite both of them knowing her intent.

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"Good girl." Jason simply said in parting as they went their separate ways within the mansion. She had been there more than a few times and could surely settle in without issue as he went to get some lube.

Once in his master bedroom he stripped his shirt off, getting comfortable as he always did at home. This left him in his slacks and nothing else. It had been a long, long day, but luckily they were headed into the weekend to indulge in one another and this fucked up but beautiful situation they found themselves in.

Jason grabbed a bottle of lube from his bedside table before pulling out a box from under the bed---his wife's old sex toys. Half never used, the other half cleaned. He grabbed a few butt plugs of varying sizes, along with a tripod for his phone from the closet before heading down the hall to his "daughter's" room.

He gave a knock on the door as he walked in. "Baby, Daddy's got a few gifts." He announced as he entered, loving her look in that oversized band tee, her panties slightly exposed as he showed off the goods that he had brought. "Hope you don't mind capturing another special moment on film, sweetheart."

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Mila grinned and leaned back on her arms a little. "Of course Daddy, I love you."

She waited for him to set up the camera before speaking from the bed. "It's Mila again, and my Daddy has a special surprise for me. Because I am his favorite daughter he's been treating me all day. He let me suck his cock... and bounced me on his cock..." She got a wistful far away look before licking her lips. "...an let me suck his cock..." She let out a happy sigh before staring at the camera, she spoke more carefully enunciating her words as she focused. She got onto her knees her legs a little apart. "So now he's going to teach me. It's a little scary because he is going to fuck my ass which I've never let anyone do before."

She chewed her lip while grinning. "But I know I don't have to be worried because he's going to teach me..." Her hands gripped the front of the shirt scrunching it up and revealing more of those thighs. "...and I think soon I'll be hooked on him sliding his cock in my ass. In fact I reckon even if it's uncomfortable at first that in the morning with my freshly fucked ass still aching when my Daddy wakes me up with a gently kiss I'll be asking him to slide his big cock gently into my tight little ass... maybe we can watch this while you do?"

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Jason loved that about Mila, how she was so submissive to him, but in a take charge way. She loved the camera, and doing whatever she could to please her Daddy while using it. He loved how she could monologue, giving little updates and tidbits on what all they had been up to between videos. If she wanted it, she could easily have a career on OnlyFans or something of the like.

"Daddy's going to be such a good teacher to his favorite daughter." He assured her, and whoever this video got into the hands of as moved behind her on the bed. He took her lips into a quick, passionate kiss before slowly moving his way down her back, flipping her shirt up, and peeling her panties off to reveal her perfect sex and the pucker of her sweet ass.

At first he simply gripped her ass, jiggling it in his strong hands before leaning down and kissing, sucking at her firm cheeks, playing with the perfect flesh as his cock throbbed harder and harder between his legs. "We're going to get you nice prepped for your first plug, baby." He told her as he gripped her cheeks before spreading them. She may have thought it was time for lube, but he couldn't deny himself a taste of her pucker as he leaned in, his tongue tracing her pucker before prodding it, moaning from such an erotic act as he rimmed her.

He kept this up for a few minutes before pulling away with one final lick. "Delicious." He said as he grabbed the lube, squirting some directly on her ass and some more on the smallest plug. "This shouldn't hurt too badly, it's the first in a trainer set." He assured her, gently toying with her ass with the tip before slowly pushing it and its three inches in. "And the best thing is... we can do whatever we want with it in."

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Mila almost seemed to melt into the kiss pressing her body against him, he'd feel her nipples hard against him through the fabric... until of course he lifted it up at which point he could see them standing out from her areola... then he pulled down her panties. The look she gave him at that moment was almost very contented and excited. She leaned forward and gave him a light peck on the cheek before he positioned her and started teasing her rear.

She smiled for the camera enjoying the attention and her eyebrows raised a little as he wiggled her backside. As he teased her pucker with his tongue her eyes half closed and her tongue hung open. She giggled. "That tickles... oh but... in a nice way." Her breathing became a bit heavier as she adjusted. Aside from the moans and sighs she did add "I'm going to let Daddy decide if I keep taking the pill tomorrow... if he decides to start making me into a mommy that's something we can record too..."

As he slid the plug inside she moaned... "Mmm it's not as nice as your tongue... I bet I can handle the next size up, you can't be too gentle Daddy... your cock is so big. How about you slide the next biggest one in and while I get used to that..." A wicked grin appeared on her face as she peered back at him. "I can lie down on my back, crane my neck and open wide... a big cock like Daddy's at that angle... I bet you could see you stretch my throat. Want to face-fuck me Daddy?" She licked her teeth and wiggled her backside clearly expecting a reaction.

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Jason was so pleased with how Mila was handling the intrusions to her ass so far. Her taste was delectable, and the young slut even suggested that they size her up once before offering her throat to him, suggesting he lay her back and watch her throat bulge. "Oh baby, the answer is already decided. You're going to be my favorite daughter and mother." He told her as she mentioned going off the pill. But with the suggestion of sizing her up he simply pulled the smallest plug out, applied a little more lube, and then slowly pushed the next size up in. She truly was dedicated to him and everything that brought him pleasure.

"That sounds perfect, baby." He told her before helping her lie back. He knew he didn't need to hold back with her mouth or throat, but before face-fucking her he reached down and pulled her shirt off completely, leaving her completely naked before firmly pushing his full cock into her mouth and throat, watching that perfect throat bulge as he began to thrust. "God fucking damn... your throat feels so perfect baby..." He groaned, one breast bouncing while he reached down to fondle the other as he fucked her face, letting her adapt to the larger plug in her ass.

A few minutes later he pulled his cock out, slapping her face with the thick head as looked down with a smile. "How's that sexy ass feel, baby? Ready for the next size up? Last one before Daddy claims that ass."

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Mila did her best to relax, taking slow and deep breaths as he slid the next biggest plug inside her. There was more resistance despite her efforts.

She moaned and groaned around his cock, she had to focus on when she could breath with his manhood down her throat. He was big... and it was going into her ass... she gulped in the air when he withdrew barely feeling his against her face. She looked up at him with disbelief. "There's only one more before... but it's so...?" Mila visibly gulped her sphincter tightening a little.

She looked back up at him "A lot of lube..." She took a slow steadying breath.

[User] As Mila gulped and seemed nervous about the next plug up, Jason made the switch. This one was met with a little resistance, but the lube definitely helped. "There you go, sweetheart. Let's let this one stretch you a little. Then you'll get the pleasure of feeling Daddy's cock stretching your tight little hole. How does it feel to know you belong completely to your Daddy now?" He asked her, his mouth practically watering at how perfect this situation was.

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Mila tried not to tense up... though that was a very natural reaction to the novel situation. She considered how best to answer... excited? Scared? Horny? She stared at him for a long moment, she rolled onto her back before whispering, "Right..." She grinned before craning her neck up and wrapping her lips around one of his balls, sucking on it gently at first. Her fingers coiled around his cock, pumping it was she sucked a little harder.

After a few teasing strokes she released his testicle before breathing on his saliva slicked flesh. "But I'm not going to let you cum again until you are balls deep, buried to the hilt inside my ass. Does that sound right to you? Impaled on you again but in a whole new way..."

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"Right." Jason said, his words echoing Mila's as she said quite possibly the sweetest answer she could. This was right, everything about it, and there was no better way for them to be spending their time bonding than what they were doing at that very moment.

"Is that so, love? Then your ass is in for one hell of a time tonight. But I know you're ready. And you know Daddy would never hurt his girl." He told her as she sucked on his testicle while he sat in his daughter's bed. It had been a few minutes now and the plug would have done its work. "Are you ready, baby? Daddy wants to try your ass out. Just the first few inches at first."

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As excited as she was starting to get, Mila still couldn't help the little gulp just a little. She didn't respond at first, she took a moment to squeeze out some of the lube into the palm of her hand, smearing it along his manhood... then more in generous amounts. Probably more than was needed but could he blame her for being nervous. "So how do you want me... on all fours? Sitting in your lap facing away from you? Straddling you face to face?"

Before he could respond she turned to look at his phone. "Daddy's going to take my anal virginity soon but in the morning he's going to wake me up by sliding his cock into my pussy and breeding me hard. I bet if you record that one too you'll be able to watch it back and see the moment the confusion gives way to joy. Sometime soon we might watch some of our family movies, I can sit in your lap and you can tease my pussy."

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Jason adored how Mila would talk to the camera, having the foresight to know what he would love when viewing these films over and over again. She started lubing up his thick monster of a cock before focusing on the camera on we more. As she spoke he began to position her on her knees, giving her a pillow to rest her face against as he took the lube and squirted a generous amount into her slightly gaping hole, the plugs having prepared her.

"Daddy wants you how he likes you best, baby. On your knees like a good slut." He told her as he positioned himself behind her, bringing the thick head of his cock to her lubed-up pucker. He pressed gently against her entrance at first before the first inch slipped in, his head stretching her wider than the plugs as he moaned in pleasure. "Fuuuuuuuck that's good. Just remember to breathe, baby." He told her as he began to slowly thrust the first three inches inside of her, allowing her body time to adjust as he moaned constantly.

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And she did breath though it was through gritted teeth while her nostrils flared. Whenever he looked back on the video he'd be able to see no small amount of struggling on her face. Eventually as she adjusted her lips parted and though heavy her breathing became more natural and less labored. After a little longer she smiled at the camera before she looked over her shoulder towards him and nodded. "I'm ready just nice and slow Daddy... training your daughter to take your major manhood takes time. Break me in but don't break me."

Mila bit her lip, she was starting to enjoy it but she knew the next round of thrusts would be tough to adjust to once more. She released her lower lip "Nice and slow... but always deeper."