Mom Takes A Ride

Jean, his mother's younger sister, arrived at the house bright and early on Saturday morning.

"Hi squirt," she said. Rick didn't resent the slam it was a nickname she had given him when he was born. At the time, she was six and thought the name was cute. They had always been closer than most nephews and aunts, with a typical little girl thought process she felt it was her duty to help take care of him. "Hi Jean," his mother and he said in unison. "What's up?" his mother added.

"Don't you two remember, you promised to help me take some furniture out to the storage shed at Mom and Dad's farm. Didn't you have some too Terri?"

"Oh, I completely forgot, but it doesn't matter for it's all separated in the back bedroom." She turned to her son. "Can you help Rick?"

"Yeah," He said. "I've got nothing planned for the day. Tod's out of town and Jeff is sick in bed, so there's no one to hang out with."

As husky as Rick was, it was still a lot of work to load the bed, chest and boxes from his aunts house and from his own into the pickup. Finally after two hours they were ready to go. Rick covered the load, because it looked like rain and even had to move a couple of the boxes inside the truck setting it on the seat next to Jean.

"You're going to have to sit on Rick's lap," Jean said to Terri, "There won't be enough room otherwise."

"That will be alright, won't it Rick?" his mother said.

"Well as long as you don't weigh a ton, and take up the whole side of the truck," he said laughing.

"I'll have you know I weigh one hundred and five pounds, young man, and I'm only five foot three, not six foot three." She was grinning when she said it, but there was a little bit of pride in her voice. At thirty-six, his mother had the body and looks of a high school senior. Although few high school girls had 36C boobs that were full, firm and had such prominent nipples, plus a number ten ass. Calling his attention to her body was not the best thing she could have done.

He settled himself in the seat and she climbed in and, placing her feet between his, she lowered herself to his lap. She was wearing a thin summer dress and he had seen only a bikini panty line and bra under it. He immediately felt the heat from her body flow into his crotch area. He turned his mind to the road ahead. Jean pulled away, and moments later they were on the country road to the farm, twenty miles away.

The road was under construction for more than five miles and the truck bounced with a steady rhythm as it rolled along the ridges left by the road grader.

Jean and his mother kept up a constant chatter about girl things, leaving Rick with his own thoughts. In time, he became aware of the rhythmic bouncing and the heat emanating from his mother's ass as it pressed against his crotch. Suddenly, to his horror, his cock began responding to the movement. He felt the first stirrings of a hard on. He tried to think of other things, but the more he tried thinking of other things, the more he thought of his cock. Gradually, his dick became firmer and began to rise, until it was contained by the ass pressing down on it. This pressure only succeeded in causing it to become more rigid, until it was like a bar of steel. He could feel the crack between his mother's legs, and finally, her pussy, as the rigid shaft forced itself against the spread cheeks of her ass.

There was no doubt she could feel the hard bar against her pussy, but she made no motion or comment that indicated she was aware of his predicament.

Terri at first ignored the hard rod pushing against her ass. Then without thinking, she adjusted herself slightly and the pressure switched directly to her pussy. In the beginning, she was irritated that her own son would get an erection from her sitting on his lap. But the more she thought about it, the funnier it became. What a waste of a good hard-on she thought; getting rigid for your mother. Terri almost laughed out loud. The bouncing of the seat, caused the hard member to slip back and forth along her lips. Then a sudden bump drove his cock head against her forcing her panties and thin dress between her lips for just a split second.

A minute later, thinking about the incident, Terri knew that technically, for that split second, her son's cock had been in her pussy. True, it had just been the very tip and it had been covered by panties and dress, but was that any different then being covered by a condom? The thought was so erotic, that her pussy flooded with moisture. She had certainly never considered her son a sexual being, or partner. She was happily married, and although her husband had had a stroke three months earlier and the doctor had suggested no sex for a period of six months, she was not sexually frustrated. Her husband's fingers and her vibrator had provided all the sex she required.

The bouncing cock rubbing against her pussy slowly demanded her full attention. She couldn't help but squeeze her ass cheeks together, to try to close her exposure, but it had the opposite affect, it reminded her that an eighteen year old cock was thrusting itself against the lips of her wet pussy. Terri felt what she thought was an answering thrust from Rick's prick to her movement. Why that little brat, she thought, he is coming on to me by flexing his cock against me. But instead of getting angry, she actually responded by again pushing against his rising rod. Minutes later, they whipped into the drive at the farm, and Terri breathed a sigh of relief. She had been dangerously close to starting something that could have ruined both their lives.

The road got a little rougher and the motion of the truck added a side to side sway to the jogging motion. Rick would have sworn the heat coming from her thighs and ass increased more and more. It couldn't have been more like fucking if they had been in a bed. Just when he was about to blow his load all over, they turned into the farm drive and the truck rolled to a stop.

"There," said Jean, "that wasn't so bad, was it?"

"I thought it worked out perfect," his mother said. She turned on his lap, grinding her ass against his hard cock, and slowly slid out of the truck to the ground, her dress sliding up until her panties were just peeking from underneath. "I don't think Rick minded a bit. Did you honey?" She turned to him and winked.

He couldn't believe what she had said.

"Ah, no, I agree with you, it was just perfect. The time just flew by," he said.

"Great," Jean said. "Why don't we go in and see where Dad wants this stuff put.

"Rick," his mom said, "why don't you stay out here and, ah, maybe untie the covering, you know get things settled down." Her eyes flicked to his crotch and returned to his face. He blushed, when he realized his hard-on was standing out tent like from the front of his shorts.

"Okay, I'll . . . I'll get things ready to carry in," he stammered

She grinned and walked around the truck to join Jean on her way to the house.

Within twenty minutes, the load was in the house, and they were ready to start home. But as usual when they visited grandma, she insisted they take some home-canned fruit home with them, so they ended up with three large cardboard boxes. Just as they were loading them, it began to rain. Grandpa suggested we put the boxes in the truck to keep the cardboard from getting wet and falling apart, so again there were boxes taking up the middle of the truck seat and Terri had to ride on Rick's lap again.

Within a short distance, Rick's cock achieved its original proportions and began rubbing her pussy. There was little doubt he knew it was exciting her. If her panties hadn't slipped into her crack, and began rubbing her clit each time the truck bounced his cock against her, she would have been able to keep herself under control. Actually, Terri accidentally made the first thrust. Although later she was to wonder if it had been all accident. Her leg was falling asleep because of the odd angle she was holding it and she raised her foot slightly to move it. The resulting loss of support of her ass had allowed it to rest heavier on her son's cock. When he pushed back in response, she was unable to keep her wet pussy from answering the hard rod tapping at its portal.

The trip home was slower due to the rain, but just as rough, and within the first mile his hard-on was back in full force. His mom adjusted her ass so his rigid cock fit exactly between her legs and his cock was thrust tightly against her pussy. After a few rough jolts, he felt what appeared to be a soft push downward against his prick from his mom's ass. It was hard to tell. He waited for a moment then was sure he felt another push. He was afraid to return the push, for fear he was imagining things, doing a lot of wishful thinking. Then it happened again and there was little doubt his mom was pushing her pussy against his hard-on. In answer he flexed his cock.

He knew the movement would be so minor she would barely feel it, but if she had pushed, it would be enough, if she hadn't it wasn't so strong that it would feel like he was trying to fuck her if he had guessed wrong. Immediately he felt an answering push. He answered with a strong thrust toward her pussy. Her response was immediate, and within seconds they were dry fucking. The boxes stacked between his aunt and he and his mother prevented her from seeing anything but their heads and shoulders. They were keeping the thrusting below their waists. Rick first placed his hands on his mom's hips, then finally he reached around her and laid them on her thighs. Terri inhaled sharply, but she continued to thrust her ass against his cock and flex her ass muscles which was squeezing Rick's cock like a hand.

Rick began to slowly pull her skirt up her legs. He hoped to get his fingers under her panties for a quick feel. Just when Rick was about to blow his white cum into his shorts, they arrived back in their drive. Terri again twisted on his cock and slipped to the ground exposing her crotch-wet panties to him. He followed her out, and she reached for one of the boxes on the seat and handed it to Rick.

"Here, honey, you can take this in the kitchen for me. Her smile told him she was again giving him a way to keep his hard-on out of sight.

"Thanks for all your help, you guys, I'll see you both get a reward for the effort," she said laughing.

"Hey, we enjoyed it. It was fun," Terri said. "I think, Rick especially enjoyed the drive."

"Yeah, aunt Jean, I really enjoyed going out to the farm. It's fun to ride in a truck for a change instead of a car, it bounces around like a ride at Disney Land."

"If they had rides like that at Disney Land," his mom said, "I'd have been going there a long time ago."

"Ah, you know what I mean, like a once in a life time thrill," he said.

"That I agree with," she said. Terri was sure, that it was in fact a once in a lifetime thrill. It certainly couldn't go any further.

Rick carried the box inside and set it on the counter, then went into the family room and grabbed the remote. He flicked the switch twice and MTV was blasting from the screen. He chose a straight chair, because he knew his mother would say something if he sat on the sofa in dirty shorts. Terri followed him into the room. She stopped next to him.

"You didn't mind my sitting on your lap, did you?"

"No, mom. Like I told aunt Jean, the trip was a once in a life time thrill."

"And my weight didn't bother you?"

"Mom, you don't weigh anything, I could hold you all afternoon, and it wouldn't bother me."

"Oh really? Maybe I'll take you up on that and sit on your lap now."

Rick quickly looked up at her. "I . . . I wouldn't mind that at all."

Terri stared at him for a minute. My god, she thought, what am I doing. This is my son. If I sit on his lap, things are going to get out of hand. But her inner self, convinced her that she was old enough to keep the situation from going past the point of mother son joking around. Her eyes locked on his for a moment then she stepped in front of him, and sat down on his lap. But this time her legs were outside Rick's and she was more open and exposed.

Rick couldn't believe that his mother had just spread herself and sat on his lap. It was instant hard-on. His cock rose quickly to lodge itself against her pussy, covered only by her thin dress and panties. A moment later, she pushed down against his rigid boner as she had been doing in the truck. Rick thrust back. Making little pretense of doing anything but pushing his cock against her pussy. She returned his thrust with one of her own. The thrusting continued and there was no sham between them; they were dry fucking.

Rick reached his arms around Terri and laid his hands on her thighs. She looked down at them, but said nothing. She was panting hard as she worked her ass against his hard member. Rick began clutching bunches of her skirt in his fingers and slowly her skirt crept up her legs. Terri watched her tanned legs become more exposed, but it felt like it was happening to someone else. Her mind was concentrating on the hard cock pressing against her inflamed pussy lips.

Finally her panties came into view, and the dress continued up her body until Rick had bunched it at her waist. He lowered his hands back to her thighs and laid them with fingers pointing in on her legs just below her pussy. Terri stared, but said nothing. Slowly his hands moved up, and she gasped as they touched her panty clad mound. Rick rubbed his mother's pussy and smeared the wet juice he found there around until her whole crotch was soaked in her flowing liquid. He allowed his fingers to trail between her now spreading lips and trace a line from the bottom of her puffy lips to her clit, which was prominently outlined against her wet panties.

He flicked his finger against the nubbin, and Terri groaned. Rick lifted his hands and pulling the waistband of her panties out with one hand, he slipped his other hand against her trembling belly and slid it down to her pussy. Stopping there he turned his palm upward and with his other hand thumbed her panties down over her hips. Terri raised slightly as the panties slipped under her ass and crept to her knees. Rick didn't bother to remover them entirely. He liked to see the panties there to remind him that she was naked below the waist. He pulled his hands back up her legs and Terri watched in awe as her son buried his fingers in between the puffy lips of her pussy, spreading them and slowly inserting two of his fingers into her channel.

Terri's orgasm roared through her like a train through a tunnel, the shear force scattering debris on both sides. Roaring like an animal, huffing and puffing she hunched her ass forward onto his thrusting fingers.

"Oh my god, I'm coming on your fingers, mommy's coming. Oh god, what have we done?"

Rick didn't wait for an answer, he lifted her up, forcing her to her feet while she was still out of control, and tore the buttons from his shorts, releasing his massive cock. With much effort, he managed to pull the throbbing monster from his underwear, and suddenly there under Terri, was his eight-inch pillar of flesh, red- headed and throbbing. Terri was totally unaware of Rick's actions for she was still foaming from the intensity of the orgasm, and was barely able to stand in the position he was holding her. Rick lowered her ass slowly. As she sat down he positioned his cock directly below her dropping pussy. Terri thought it was his fingers spreading the still burning lips of her hot cunt. But they kept spreading, and spreading and suddenly reality ate through her fogged brain.

She screamed. "Rick, no. No you can't fuck me."

Rick released his support of her ass. With nothing holding her up and with her legs too weak to support her she slipped down the massive shaft taking the eight inch cock into her saturated depths.

"Ohhhh, Ohh my god. Ricky, ohh god you're so big. Ohh you shouldn't be putting your cock in me, I'm you mother." Terri's fall was stopped by Rick's legs. She was firmly impaled by the hard cock. "Unhh," she grunted.

Rick immediately lifted her a little and dropped her again on his shaft. Burying it to her womb. Then again, and again. Moments later, Terri was assisting him by raising and lowering herself on the red meaty pole. A couple of strokes later, Terri's fingers strayed to her clit and she began rubbing the stiffened little knob.

"God, Ricky you're a stud, a fucking horse."

"Mom, I'm going to cum. I'm going to shoot. I'm going to shoot."

Terri threw her head back against Rick's shoulder. "Me too ,baby. Mommy too. Your cock is making me cum again. Cum in my pussy, honey. Cum in mommy's cunt."

"Ohhh, Mommmmmm." Rick's cock spewed hot white threads of cum into her.

"Shoot in me, honey, shoot your juice in mommy. Bury it in me. uhhhhh."

"Oh my god, you're fucking," Jean screamed out. "Rick, you're really fucking your mother."

Terri slumped back against Rick as her orgasm drifted off its peak.

She turned her head toward the voice coming from the kitchen door. "Not really, Sis," she said. "We're really fucking each other, and if you think I'm going to let him take that massive cock out of me just because you've caught us, you're wrong. You can either watch and finger fuck yourself, or turn your head."

Terri turned as far around as Rick's cock would let her and planted a kiss full on her son's lips, her tongue slipping inside. "Honey your cock still feels hard. Why don't you fuck mommy again, we'll sort this all out later, after we fuck. Unless you don't want to do it again?"

For an answer Rick lifted his mother's ass up about five inches, then dropped her. Again she was impaled on the massive rigid meat."

"Oh, honey. Mommy loves the way you answer," she cooed.

Accidents Happen!

There are some things in life that are not planned. They just happen! My sister Donna is 4 years older than me and we have never been real tight. We were just typical siblings with an age difference. We would fight all the time over just about anything, but as we got older we managed to become friends. My sister was a wild child; I caught her more than once having sex with her boyfriends at our parents' house. I never said anything but she knew that I knew.

There were times, and I am sure it was my imagination, that she enjoyed teasing me by having sex while I was in the house. I can understand why my sister had so many boyfriends - she had the body of a Playboy bunny. At the age of 16, she was already a 36D with a small waist. Her waist only made her breasts look bigger than they were and her long blonde hair did not help. I was always getting ragged by my friends about how hot my sister was. I am only human and have to admit that looking at my sister's hot body turned me on like any red blooded American boy, but I never forgot that she was my sister.

I hated that everyone found her so hot and sexy and that dating was so easy for her. I was just average looking and I had to work to get dates as I got older. The upside of that was that I learned how to treat a lady and more specifically how to please her. My sister just went from boyfriend to boyfriend never learning how to choose a good one because she never had to.

Several years later I married a beautiful woman, who I still love to death. We are a perfect couple and I am looking forward to growing old with her. Her name is Susan and she is the woman of my dreams. She is sexy, smart, loves sex, and has the most beautiful long white blonde hair you have ever seen.

Donna on the other hand has been married 3 times in 5 years always going from one good looking (but not very nice) guy to the next.

So, this is where my story starts. A month ago my sister invited me and my wife to a party she was having at her house. She has a huge house thanks to her very rich ex-husband and she wanted to throw a costume party. I had not seen my sister since her divorce and it sounded like it might be fun. My wife had a really sexy nurse outfit that I loved and I was going as a California doctor. I knew I looked dashing in my Armani Suit with a Stethoscope hanging around my neck. The black leather doctor's bag only added to my Beverly Hills look.

It was hard for me to even get dressed watching my wife. Her costume was so low cut that it showed off her beautiful cleavage. I could not stop myself as I reached around her waist and cupped her beautiful breasts in my hands. I kissed her neck with a loving touch as she pushed her breasts into my hands and I felt a familiar stir in my pants.

"Now, Now...... cool down or we are never going to get ready," my wife said with a purr.

"Come on baby.... Please leave the bra off," I begged.

"If I were to do that you could see my nipples through the costume, it is so thin," she said with that little wicked smile that always drives me crazy. "Besides what would your sister think if I went dressed like that?"

"Yeah right, you know my sister. She will be dressed to impress and you know it," I reminded her.

"OK you win. I will take it off," she said.

She gave in way too easily and I realized that the little minx had been waiting on me to ask her. I watched as eagerly as a hungry baby as she removed her bra. My heart skipped a beat looking at her beautiful nipples pushing against the material which was so sheer that it was really showed off her hard nipple. As she walked in front of me I could see her backlit from the bathroom door and the whole costume was almost see-through against bright light. I could see the brown of her areola around the nipple and hoped she didn't realize just how see through it was. She knows I love to show her off, but I was not sure she would really go without a bra if she knew just how much of her would be showing.

"Baby, you have got to be the hottest thing I have ever seen," I said as I ran my fingers over the slick material across her nipples. I knew she getting as turned on as me by the way her eyes twinkled and her lips poked out.

"Come on baby you know we have time for a quickie," I almost begged.

I slowly reached my hands around her and ran my hand over her soft breasts. I nuzzled my face in her neck and hair. We had been married too long for me not to know how to get her hot. I started kissing her ear lobe and lightly biting her ear. At the same time, I started running one hand down to caress her soft ass. Between rubbing her ass and her soft hard nipples and biting her ear, I knew it would not be long 'til she gave in.

She was crumbling before my eyes- wanting it as bad as me- when the phone rang. I tried to get her not to answer it. I kissed harder and held her in my arms. She wrestled away from me and got the phone even as I played with her nipple. She answered the phone in a panting breath. As my wife talked I knew it didn't sound good. The call was from my wife's Sister Dora who was sick and throwing up. Her husband was gone on a business trip and she did not have anyone to help with her 10 month and 2 year old children. She wanted to know if my wife could come over and help her through the night with them.

"I know you wanted me to go with you to the party," Susan said holding her hand over the phone, "But, my sister needs me and I really feel like I need to help her". Her voice was sad, and even as she said it her mouth went into a frown.

"Go on to the party and I will make it up to you I promise," she said with another one of her wicked smiles.

"Go help your sister," I told her attempting to look pitiful, "I will just have to go alone."

As she hung up the phone and started to undress I was still excited looking at her. I wanted her so bad I could not help it. My cock was rock hard and I wanted her right then and did not want to wait. It was like my blood was leaving my brain and going to my cock. I reached behind her and started lovingly biting her neck.

"Ohhhh. Stop that we will have time later," she said with a regretful smile.

"Come on," I pleaded, "I can't wait 'til later."

"Yes you can... and to give you a little something to make it worthwhile, you can fuck my ass when I get back," she said with a big grin.

She stuck her beautiful ass in the air and shook it at me. This only made my cock harder, dreaming about fucking her hard and long. She stripped in a flash, grabbed her keys and was out the door before I could even plead my case. There I was; horny, dressed up and no date. As I glanced up at the clock, I realized that I would be late if I did not hurry. I finished dressing and headed to my sister's house. I knew that she had lots of very sexy friends and I was worried I would have to walk about all night with a raging hard on. I decided that since my wife would not be home 'til the next day, I would drink all I wanted and just sleep it off at my sister's house.

I drove to her house trying not to think about my wife's ass or the way her nipples pressed into my hands through her nurse uniform. The more I tried not to think about her, the more I could not help it, so I just concentrated on the drive and listened to the radio. As I pulled into my sister's driveway I could see the house was hopping with people. She was not in costume when she answered the door, just a plain dress but she looked great anyway.

"Hey sis... I thought this was a costume party," I said looking at hanging stethoscope.

"It is but I have a surprise. I bought the wildest costume you have ever seen and I am on my way to put it on now, besides good things come to those that wait." she said kissing me on the cheek.

"I have to go and change. Go help yourself to the food and drinks," she said hurrying off to her room.

I was not disappointed at all - there was eye candy galore. When I said my sister had hot friends, I was not kidding. It looked like a Playboy convention. Some of the outfits were so incredibly sexy; they even made my wife's costume look tame. One girl was dressed as Wonder Woman in a costume so thin you could see the outline of long hard nipples pressing against the thin material. My favorite thing about her costume was it was so tight you could see the material pressing up her pussy and that she was definitely shaved.

One of my favorite costumes was a pirate, worn by a girl with huge breasts that kept trying to get out of the top. It was so low cut that it just barely covered the nipple. The whole back of her top was open and I could just see the crack of her ass. My hard on seemed to just keep getting worse and the only solution that I could think of and that was to drink. I got a beer and started downing it; I knew I could pick up a girl in a crowd like this but I in no way wanted to cheat on my wife. So I drank and just enjoyed the show.

The party was really going well and I was way past the point of "feeling no pain", when I saw my sister motioning for me to come over toward her room. Just from looking in her eyes I could see that she had been doing her own share of drinking. I guessed she was almost as gone as me. I walked to her door and asked her, "What's up sis?"

"I really need your help," she said as she motioned me to get inside her room.

"How can I help?" I asked with a bit of a slur.

"Well..." she motioned to a huge costume on her bed.

"I bought this costume and was going to wear it tonight with a friend of mine but she just called to let me know that she's sick," she said in a near panic.

"You do not even want to know what I paid for it and it takes two people to wear it," she said frowned.

It was one wild costume. As I looked at it, I could see it was without a doubt made for two people. It was a beautifully done but huge dragon. I could see the basic idea was that one person went in first. Their legs acted as the front legs of the dragon. Then that person had to lean forward to get their head into the dragon's head. This required the first person to stay partly hunched over the whole time. The second person's legs also went into the front legs of the dragon. The legs were easily large enough for two people then the second person had to stand up straight and act like the back of the dragon, creating a hump in the costume, putting their arms into holes that make the wings go up and down. The front feet had straps to put your feet in. This way each person could lift the dragon feet in unison. The back legs and tail were just to balance out the huge front.

"Look sis, I understand but as much as I have been drinking all that will happen is we fall on our asses," I said with a laugh, "I am sure you have someone else you can get to help you."

"Come on, please for me," my sister pouted. She used to try that look on me when we were kids when she realized she could not bully me into giving in.

"Just this one time help me out and I will never ask for another favor. Pleaseeeee," she begged.

"I am not even sure if I can walk straight. Do you have any idea how much I have had to drink?" I asked her, trying not to slur my words.

"Not as much as me," she replied. Looking at her I could see she wasn't feeling any pain either.

She gave me that sad look. Her face pleading with all the feminine charm she could muster in her drunken state. I hate it when she does that.

"OK, I will do it but if we fall on our asses it's your fault," I told her walking over to the bed to investigate the costume more closely.

"Look sis, there is no way I am going to stay hunched over like that," I told her. "If I do this I will take the back of the costume and wag the tail."

"Fair enough," she accepted as she unzipped the back of the costume. The she stood back up and began to strip her clothes off in front of me. I looked at her in shock.

"What the hell are you doing?" I asked her.

"It's no big deal I have my bikini on under my clothes" she told me, "Don't be such a prude. You're a married man, it's not like you haven't seen a woman in a bathing suit before."

As she pulled off her dress I could see that her bikini had just barely enough fabric to carry the name. I guess it could have been worse. It had a high cut bottom that tied with short strings on the sides. Thank goodness she was not wearing her thong!

"OK, Strip," she instructed me.

"What? Are you crazy? I am your brother," I said with a shake in my voice. It was bad enough that she was standing in front of me in next to nothing and that I was having a hard time banishing the dirty thoughts that came to mind seeing her nipples poke into the triangles of her suit.

"Look, I know you have your boxers on. You always do. That is no different than seeing you in a bathing suit. Besides it is so hot in this costume you will die if you don't get some clothes off," she reasoned.

Maybe it was from drinking too much or just not really giving a damn but I realized it was a losing argument. I had just told her I would do it and there was no way she would let me out of it now. I started undressing down to my boxers. She climbed in and put her feet through the first set of legs and then her arms. She had to hold on the wall as she leaned over to put her head in the dragons head. As she let go to put her arms in I almost fell over trying to get my legs in beside hers. I finally got all the way in and put my arms through the second set of holes to flap the wings up and down.

"How the hell do we zip this thing up?" I asked her.

"There is a string that comes through the mouth," she told me. "I can zip it up once you get all the way in."

"I am all the way in," I told her.

"NO... you have get closer to me it's a very tight fit."

I leaned forward till my crotch was pushed up against her ass. At that moment I felt the zipper being pulled up and it pushed me harder against her. We were in but I was pressed so tight against her I could feel her ass pressing against my cock.

"I don't think I can do this," I told her.

"Yes you can. Besides, I broke the string when I pulled the zipper closed, if we get out now it will ruin the costume. Come on lets give it a try," she pleaded.

I was just drunk enough to think, "What the hell?" and told her ok. Walking was just as hard as I thought it would be. We had to go very slowly to keep from falling. After a little while we got in step with each other and managed to say upright. It was fun in a way; though I could not see anything at all. There was almost no light from the back but a tiny bit drifting down from the head my sister was wearing.

She would reach out and hug her friends and I would flap the big wings popping them in peoples' faces, asses or whatever was in the way. The effect the teasing and the walking with my crotch pressed tightly against her ass was having on me caused my cock to twitch and grow. "No!" I thought to myself sternly, "I can not get a hard on with my cock pressed against my sisters ass."

I tried to think of everything gross and disgusting in an effort to keep my cock from raising its head but between the teasing sexy voices I heard and my sister's ass going up and down as she walked, my cock rose and there way no way I could stop it.

I knew she felt it but it did not seem to bother her. The more she walked the more her ass slipped up and down my cock. It was almost like being jacked off with a huge hand. We were getting so hot that sweat was running over both of us and it only acted like lubricant. I was getting more and more turned on and there was no way I could deny it. Ideas were rushing through my mind.

Was it the feeling of having my cock worked or the fact it was my sisters ass that had me so turned on? It hurt my head to think about it and I wanted to just go with the feeling. I want to cum. I needed to cum. At times it seemed she would bend over further to hug someone and her ass cheeks would wrap my hard cock even harder.

We had been walking around about 15 minutes and we were both covered in sweat. The sweat was dripping down our bodies and my boxers were soaked. I was so into feeling my sister's ass rub up and down my hard cock that I was not even paying attention to anything around me. I was just lost in the lust of the moment.

It was then that I felt something different. In my fogged state it took a minute to realize what it was. My sister's bikini bottoms had come untied and were slipping down her leg. We walked maybe 6 more steps and they fell all the way off.

We both stopped walking and paused with realization at what had happened. She whispered back to me.

"Oops, sorry. I guess this is a problem, little brother," she said in a giggly laugh.

Now that her bikini bottoms were totally gone her ass really spread around my cock. The feeling increased ten fold as each step she took caused her ass to pull my cock up and down. I let out a moan as I felt her naked ass against me. She whispered back, "We need to get back to the room and fix this problem before things get messy."

She had no idea how messy things were going to get very soon if we did not get out of this thing. I could feel the blood leaving my brain and all I wanted was to cum hard and long. I was close to the point of not caring who I was with or who was around. I just wanted to cum. Her bare ass was so deep and tight that I could feel her cheeks pulling on my boxers as we walked. As she took one more step her ass pulled on my cock and I felt my cock spring out of the fly in my boxers.

"Oh shit..." was all I could manage to say as my cock pressed against her wet ass.

"I know I can feel it" she said in dreamily wispy voice.

"We have to get back to the room now and get out of the costume," she said. This time there was no laugh just a small quiver in her voice.

I only thought I was turned on before. Now I could feel her bare skin and the sweat from our bodies running between the crack of her ass. The whole inside of the costume smelled of sweat and there was no denying there was the smell of wet pussy.

The smell of her sex was more intoxicating than anything I could have ever imagined. I was getting more and more turned on. I knew in my brain that we had to get out of this soon, but all thought about consequences had totally left me. I was completely and totally lost in the moment.

My heart was racing and I could tell she was also starting to pant a little. Her breathing was short and fast and with each step she would let a little moan out. Getting back to her room was a nearly impossible task. We were way outside on the deck and it took 10 minutes for us to get that far. I knew it was going to be a slow walk back inside and to her room.

Slowly we walked back inside her house. Each step seemed to take and eternity. With each forward step my rock hard cock was slipping up and down her and I swear she was pushing her ass against me with each step. The temperature in the costume was rising and I was not sure it was all from the heat.

I whispered, "If we don't get back soon I am going to lose it... We have to try to go faster".

We picked up the pace and started taking bigger steps. This was a big mistake. With her first big step forward we got out of sync and she fell over toward the floor face first. I tried to lean back to keep us upright. Her falling forward and me falling back was just enough gap that my cock slipped from between her ass cheeks. As she caught herself from falling and pulled up, I felt a warm wetness engulf my hard throbbing cock.

She let out a moan and her whole body stiffened as a small quake rippled through her body. My mind was in a fog. I tried to pull back but there was no room. Her pussy squeezed my cock like a vice and her breathing quickened. Neither of us moved or said anything for several seconds. Soon her breathing slowed down but the warm wetness was still engulfing my hard cock.

Demons' Home Ch. 33-35

CHAPTER 33

I yelled as soon as it registered in my sluggish mind that he really wasn't in front of me. "Taurin!"

I felt the rope slacken, then gravity dropped it to the ground. A hand appeared through the snow beckoning me forward, beckoning me to take hold. I grasp onto my life line and let myself be pulled towards an unseen barrier. As soon as I stepped through his hand left mine and he backed away. I hardly noticed as I took in my surroundings. All around me was brightness without a sun in the sky. Three moons hung huge above me. The farthest one a blue bulb of light while the other two were large and white. Arches of clear, cloudy, smooth and jagged ice soared into the sky. Some I could see where they connected to the land and others not at all. The ground was covered in snow that skidded on itself as I walked, like hoar frost from home. It crunched up to my shins and smoothed itself out behind me as I walked in circles to survey my surroundings.

I did another slow circle and noticed that there were no shadows here. It was a bit disconcerting to know there was light, but no shadows. It did not compute with my Earth bound logic. "Are we here?" I whispered and looked towards Taurin.

Taurin still said nothing, he just continued to watch me. A little too closely in my estimation.

"What are you waiting for?"

I looked down at my hands and legs to see if anything was different on me. Nothing seemed out of place, so I undid the rope around my waist and let it drop. My pack came next, sitting next to his on the ground. They stayed laying on top, not a single indent in the snow. So strange that we broke the snow, but they didn't.

He finally spoke. "I was just waiting to see if you would freeze into ice or turn into snow."

"WHAT!?"

He shrugged, "I told you that no one but Icelanders can come to the Place of Dreaming. So, I was just waiting to see what would happen. I didn't think anything would since the Ice embraced you so willingly, but I wasn't sure." He grinned happily, "So, let's go."

I closed my eyes, briefly rubbing under them to keep calm and took a deep breath. Yes, I knew this. Really, I did. If you weren't Icelander... I suppose that's how they were frozen into the walls of the cavern. Actively thinking about the Elemental turning someone into ice and somehow transferring them to the cave was a bit disconcerting. I wondered creepily if I was trudging through snow turned wanderers. Taurin was waving me on agitatedly so I followed, there was no use being wary since the Ice could get me at any time.

It didn't take long to get to the entrance and it looked just as I saw in my dream. Taurin walked in on steady footing into the lighted path. He reached his hand back to me. "Hold on to me and you will not slip."

I grasped him tightly, remembering my dream slide ending in a slam into a wall. We walked together and I watched the ice crawl up his boots. Every time he stepped on the ground it seamlessly rose up and fell free from his movements, much like I saw when we first met on the lake. The ice added colors of pink and green lights the closer we got to the center. Everything was familiar to me even though I had never physically stepped here before. My heart beat accelerated as I thought about his wife rising from the ice with her dead eyes to show me what I was there to do. It wasn't until we were in the middle of the frozen mausoleum that I started to doubt my quest.

She was there, same as I saw. The same dullness and emptiness of skin and eyes. She lay horizontal on the alter, not yet merged into the walls of the ice like the others.

As if he was reading my thoughts, Taurin spoke. "She is closer to the wall than when I first placed her here so very long ago."

I brought myself closer to him and the alter he stared down into. I whispered, "Taurin, do you know what is in these walls?"

He didn't stop looking at Soschen, "Of course I do. We've been over this before, Dove."

I grasped the hand that clutched the alter of ice. "No, I mean do you know specifically what lies deep in these walls of ice?"

He finally looked up at me, "What are you not saying, Dove?"

I swallowed, "The Eternal She brought me here to wake up her child."

He rubbed the back of his neck, "Ah. That is what this is all about. The Elemental wouldn't clue me in. What if he wants you in return for releasing the powerful dragon that was frozen here over a millennial ago? Did you think about that, Dove?" His voice was quiet and low as he looked back down at his former wife.

"Yeah, I have and honestly Taurin I think... Hell, what do I know? I can't know the minds of deities. I just know that freeing the dragon is why I am here and if the Eternal She can grant me a favor in the Elemental's realm then I'm going to ask for your wife back."

Taurin barked a laugh and raised his hands in frustration, "And then what, IshaDove? Are you going to take away what I did to her? Are you going to make her love me again? Make her stop trying to murder me, Maureen, and everyone else?" His voice turned harsher the longer he talked, "Coming here was a mistake. I told you this and, as usual, you defy me."

He turned his eyes to me and they were angry. He reached for my forearms as if to shake some sense into me. "I won't let you do it. Free the dragon if the Elemental agrees and honestly, I'm not so sure he does." He pushed me in closer to him until I could feel his breath on me, "And, do you know, if he doesn't want you to then I will make sure that you never do. This may be the ultimate reason that you are here. So, that I can make you a permanent fixture to his collection."

Taurin's hand flew out to indicate the beings trapped within the cavern's walls. He placed his forehead on mine, "Don't follow through on actions that will determine mine. Please, IshaDove."

I breathed out and it was the first time I saw my warm breath fog the air. The cold was seeping into my body at a steady unhurried pace, "Taurin?" I said in fear. "I think it's happening anyway and if the Elemental is going to take me then I won't go down without a fight. I'm going to free that damn dragon just to be spiteful."

Taurin took another deep breath and stepped away, his hands falling away from my arms. He was all Elemental again, no compromise, no mercy shadowing his face. He smiled, "I will enjoy it."

"Fuck." I backed away from him until I was standing against the wall, my feet slipping on the slick floor. I watched the ice on his right arm move and swirl over his wrist and fingers. So very distracting and beautiful to watch. He was going to mesmerize me while the cold seeped into my very blood. My blood. My hot blood. I needed her, that little dragon that swallowed Nazar's fire ball of death and I needed her now. I meditated and focused on my magic, searching for her while Taurin amazingly went to touch the wall to his right, not me.

Somehow I did it, I focused on my power while watching the ice spread over itself and undulate inside the layers. It was coming at me in a fast clip and I felt the ice start to move like the waves of the oceans. It was no longer solid and I fell silent and deep into its hold with barely a breath.

My dragon chirped at me and hiccuped a ball of fire. She was so accommodating even as I started to freeze. My movements were sluggish as I pushed through the centuries of ice trying to reach my destination that Soschen's dead frozen finger pointed out to me. My little dragoness flared again and I moved into the living ice, one unsteady step at a time. My hands braced and merged with the walls only to melt free with Ezra's magic flaring in me.

My concept of time lost all meaning as I froze into the wall as much as the others surrounding me only to break free and go journeying into the past. The creatures I passed barely registered as I focused on moving farther and farther back. The light never dimmed, but I only registered the light glowing a steady blue once I saw the dragon's head in front of me. It's eyes were open and alive.

It remained frozen in a curled state, its head a little below mine so I had to look down. Not by much though because it was so huge. We were settled somewhere in the middle of the wall, as if there was no ground or ceiling above us. I wondered briefly how hard the Elemental would try to keep us here as I reached out to heat up the surrounding ice around its head. I heard the familiar chirp in my head. Not here she said, focus on the throat, the chest.

I froze again in the ice and had to concentrate on warming my hands to move them where they needed to be. It took forever and I was unnerved knowing the dragon was watching me with a steely eye. I had a brief thought that maybe this white dragon didn't want to be free. It was that thought that filled me with a smattering of night sky.

The Eternal She spoke and I knew she wasn't talking to me. 'It is time my daughter. You have slept too long in your grief. Arise.' My breath came out in a whoosh and it was the burning of exploding stars, 'Raven, it is time to steal the sun.'

She left me as quick as she came and the ice melted faster than I would have ever been able to do so on my own. And the dragon, she was awake and moving. Not that slow I just woke up moving. Nope, it was the I just downed an enormous pot of coffee jitters awake. The heat freed us and I braced myself as she thrashed in her melting enclosure. Her tail coming awfully close to slamming into my frail body and her high trilling scream caused me to huddle, covering my ears.

Then the surrounding ice started to crack, not just melt.

Move, move, move I screamed at myself as I crashed through frozen time to get to the room with the ice alter. Every step was propelled forward farther than I could go on my own. My heart raced as I crashed through the ice fractures caused by the dragon's screaming. Oh my Eternal Goddess what had we done? Had we just destroyed the Icelander's Place of Dreaming? Oh Gods! My thoughts raced as fast as my feet. What was the Elemental going to do?!

I slammed my shoulder through the last layer of ice and found my self back in the cavern with Taurin. The walls were cracking and ice was shattering from the ceiling as he stood there smiling at me and spoke calmly.

"This is good."

I almost swore at him, but had to duck and slide away before a loud, creaking plate of ice fell on my head. "We have to get out of here Taurin!"

I could hear the dragon thrashing and shrieking and I knew she was going to bring the whole place down around us. I tried to make it to the entrance but I slipped, falling hard on my butt. I looked up to see Taurin's outstretched hand and I hastily grabbed it. My legs pushed me up and we ran towards the outside together. In my heart I knew I had to stop him though. Pieces of the wall shattered to my right and I shied away.

I screamed and tugged at his hand, "Taurin! You can have her! I know this! Isn't that why I'm here, to get her back?!"

He paused in complete stillness with his back to me, but all I could hear was the creaking and breaking of ice interspaced with the cries of the dragon. I tugged again, "TAURIN!"

He finally turned and looked at me. I let go of his hand and pointed back to the alter, gesturing wildly, "You have to go back and get her if you want her. He will let her go! Hasn't he told you?!"

His reply was covered by the cracking of a fissure of ice across the wall on our right and one on the ground we stood on. The shaking pulled me to the floor and the cold seeped through my mittens as I attempted to keep myself from sliding. I was finally able to focus on him again, "You need to go now or you will regret it forever."

I don't know if he actually heard me over the noise, but he nodded solemnly and ran back into the cavern. It was all I could do to slide my way towards the entrance. Without Taurin anchoring me with his affinity for the ice I was unable to keep grounded. I cried in frustration as my body kept moving from the shaking of the world around me. I could see the clear blue of sky beckoning me as I groped my way forward, relying on nothing but my ability to slide myself in the direction I wanted to go.

I slid haphazardly into the wall and was trying to determine if I should try to get on my feet or keep going on my knees when I heard the pounding of running coming my way. I sighed in relief and turned to see Taurin carrying Soschen in his arms. He never stopped and I was grabbed by the scruff of my clothes and tossed forward on the ice in a skidding motion. I slid completely out of the tunnel and landed with my face full of snow as I heard the deafening crash of the entrance fall behind us. I turned quickly and found my self looking up into the sky as an enormous white dragon shattered through the surface of ice covering the top of the cave. The sight sparkled in my eyes like a million diamonds caught in the sun. She circled around and wailed out an echoing call before flying higher and disappearing from our sight.

CHAPTER 34

I stared at the cavern as it creaked and moaned, listening to the crashes until a silence fell. It was then that I finally turned to look at Taurin. He, too, stared, motionless with his wife in his arms, staring at the wreck of the house of the Elemental. I stood up and brushed the snow crystals from my clothes causing the tinkling sound of bells as it scattered over the top layer of snow.

"Soooo," I directed at him. I opened my mouth to ask a question, only I wasn't sure how to ask what my chaotic mind was still trying to figure out. I watched him look at me briefly from the side of his eyes before he went back to looking at the cave.

I cleared my throat, "So," I tried again, "how long were we in there?"

He didn't answer, just looked down at the sleeping form in his arms.

"O.k. Let me try a different question. Did the Elemental want or not want to wake the dragon...ess?" I looked at him expectantly and bit my lip to keep me from saying anything else.

Taurin took a deep breath and took his sweet ass time to answer, "Yes."

I blinked. Yes. That's it! Nothing else! It wasn't even an answer! I opened my mouth to say exactly these words to him, but he turned around and started moving away from me. The weight of the woman in his arms caused him to sink deeper and drag his steps slightly in the snow so I had an easier time following him. That is until he stopped and I teetered in my movement of raising my leg into his next boot impression. Catching myself before I fell face forward into more snow which was already sliding uncomfortably down my chest I raised my voice, "What?"

He jerked his head forward, "We go back into our reality from here and she will wake." He half turned to me abruptly, "What do I do if she tries to kill me?"

"Oh." I paused in thought. That's a quandary. I mean, what do you do if the person you love is trying to kill you? "She has your demon magic in her and was born with the Elemental in her. You said every Icelander has it, right?"

"True."

"What if you asked the Elemental to give her a job so that she can focus on that instead of letting your demon self take over? He did let her go after all and I don't think he would be pleased if you or your daughter were killed by her."

Taurin's brow furrowed, "A job?"

I shrugged at him, "I know that if I can focus on some other magic that I can dull your and Ezra's inside of me. Fact. She just needs a teacher."

He looked down at her again and I noticed that she started to look more alive. The dullness was gone and her hair flowed in silky waves over his arms. He set her down gently and trudged himself over to the nearest arc of ice. He didn't look at me as he spoke, "Watch over her."

Watch over her? I hoped he was right that she wouldn't wake. I know I didn't want to deal with that drama. I split my attention between her... not... sinking into the ground and him at the structure. He placed his hands on it and bowed his head. He stood deep in concentration and nothing moved. The stillness was so complete that I winced slightly when I caused the snow to skirt and trill with my movements.

Taurin did finally raise his head and make his way back. He picked her up and continued on through the barrier. I watched him vanish and hesitated to give myself time to look back. The moons still shone in the sky and the arcs still sparked from their light. It was beautiful and I'd probably never see anything like it again. I didn't want to forget. With that thought I followed him and found myself back in snowflakes and gray clouds.

He waited for me by an evergreen laden with snow. His head tilted to the left and I followed him. It was just as difficult as getting here and I wondered briefly if I should tie myself to him again, but we left everything at our destination. He never stopped though and I doubted he wanted to place her down in this seemingly harsher environment. When I saw a cabin appear with smoke rising from it's chimney he gestured for me to stay put before he walked to the door.

Someone opened the door before he knocked and I could hear a female with an unfamiliar accent, "First Protector. Bring her inside."

Taurin moved quickly in spite of the additional weight he was carrying and the door slammed shut behind them. I waited for at least a half an hour and found myself shivering in the cold, praying for his return. I convinced myself that it couldn't be long now and still I waited. It was a lot longer than I wanted it to be and I never saw him leave by the front door, but I definitely felt his arms hug me from behind. He leaned in close to my hood and spoke.

"It is done."

I nodded and didn't feel the need to ask questions. My most pressing concern was to get back to his cabin.

"I feel your need and I am heartfully sorry for leaving you in the cold for so long, my lady." He grabbed my mittened hand and tugged me around. "Follow me. Down hill always goes faster than up."

I already knew about it being faster when one was going down the mountain, but some of that quickness was due to my lack of footing and unintentional sliding down embankments. He merely chuckled softly and helped me up each time. I merely grumbled without enthusiasm and counted my footsteps thinking we would never reach his cabin.

It did happen though and he practically pushed me those last few yards to get me inside. Without the fire going it was cold and I spiraled a spell without conscious thought to create a blazing one with the dry wood waiting for his arrival. Even though Taurin was momentarily startled he swiftly reached over to me and stated to unwind my layers of clothes. He grabbed a blanket and pushed me down onto the fur rug again, this time following me down and shedding his own clothes.

I shakily spoke through my chattering teeth, "When don't have the Ice riding you so hard you're warm. Not like on Earth where you are always so cool."

He leaned into me and I felt him smile on my back. "I am undeniably cool on Earth," he quipped.

I sigh in exasperation, "Yup," I said with an pop at the end of my word.

He chuckled and pushed me tighter into his embrace, "Let's raise your temperature and then we'll go to the loft."

I shivered in his arms and was surprised that he didn't make any sexual innuendos. I wasn't in the mood for them anyway.

We did end up in the loft, cocooned in the heat from the fireplace. Taurin started talking without me prompting.

"The Elemental still wants you. Over and over again the Elemental forces us to prove ourselves and that is what the cavern was about. Proving yourself worthy." He gave me serious eyes, "I didn't know the cavern would fall. That was unexpected. What I did know was that you would come out on top no matter how long we stayed there. I just didn't know in what shape you were going to be in, but I would have waited years for you. And we were there for quite some time, Dove. Also, the Elemental graciously granted my request for Soschen. She will become a granter for his home."