ban-one
Works for panties
Disclaimer reminder: The girl in this tale(‘Breanne’/’Brea’) is only related to me by a piece of paper, the marriage licence from her father(who fathered ‘Brea’ with the wife he is divorced from) marrying my cousin, who is not Breanne’s biological mother. No incest occurs in this tale, all sexual participants are atleast 18, and beyond that, this is only my fantasy about her. None of the following events occurred outside my imagination. (Click here for Part 4C.)
The day our family would go our separate ways and return to our distant homes, Brea sent me a text wanting to meet at the park’s lodge/hotel’s restaurant, where we could say goodbye more personally than we’d be able to later with our family around. On the way to meet Brea, I passed the gift shop, and paused to think, deciding I really should get Brea something to remember me by, and to thank her for the best family Christmas ever. I roamed the shop, looking for the perfect gift for Brea, until something caught my eye, causing me to smile.
Brea was waiting just outside the restaurant, holding a bag, and smiled seeing me approach with a bag of my own. I asked her, “Been waiting long?” “No, not long,” she replied with a smile, shaking her head, and asked, “So, what’s in the bag?” “Well...,” I started to reply, raising the bag, “I really wanted to thank you for the best family Christmas ever, and give you something to remember me by, so I got you this,” pulling out the jewelry box. Brea took the box, and opened it, revealing a silver necklace, causing her to gasp. She looked up at me with a smile, “It’s beautiful, thank you, baby,” hugging me with an arm around my shoulder, and she kissed me. “Here,” I replied, taking the necklace out of its box. Brea smiled as she turned around, lifting her hair, and I placed the necklace around her neck. She lowered her hair as she turned back around, lovingly touching the necklace, kissed me, and said, “I have a gift for you too,” raising her bag. Brea, “Like you, I wanted to thank you for the best family Christmas ever, and give you something to remember me by,” and pulled out a pair of thong panties. As I took them, she explained, “It’s the pair you made me soak with my juices when you teased me so badly,” smiling. Brea continued, “I want you to pleasure yourself to your thoughts of me, with the added sent of me from the thong to help,” smiling. I smiled, kissed her, and smiled, “Thanks, Brea.” Brea smiled, kissed me back, and asked, “So, do you need to be getting back?” “Uh, I think I’ve got a few more minutes before I need to go.” “Good,” Brea smiled in seductive satisfaction, “‘Cause I want us to have one last quick go before we hafta return home.” “Okay,” I smiled, Brea’s smile grew larger, she took my hand, and she led me away.
Brea pulled me into a public restroom, passionately kissing me, and whispering between kisses, “I want us to truly consummate our relationship. I know we’ve only got time for one go, and I want us to share an orgasm, and you to cum in my pussy.” Brea pressed herself against a wall, and as our passionate kiss continued, our tongues starting to tangle, we quicky unfastened the other’s pants, and she pulled my bulging cock out as I dropped her pants and thong. Brea stepped out of her pants and panties, pulled her tight sweater up over her tits in her sexy bra, and then pulled down her bra, exposing her tits to me, sandwiched between the supporting bra and the restricting sweater. She then wrapped her arms around my shoulders with her hands holding my head, and my hands moved to her bottom. With me helping to support her, Brea lifted one leg, wrapping it around me, and I moved a hand from her rump to place myself inside her moist cunt. Still kissing, with me inside her and both hands under her butt again, Brea lifted her other leg, wrapping it around me as well, as she rotated her hips for a better and deeper penetration. As we continued to passionately tongue-kiss, I started fucking her pussy as hard and fast as I could, causing her to moan through our kiss. I pounded Brea’s cunt until the stimulation caused her to cease our kiss to breathe hard and fast, and moan from the orgasm building in her, moving her head beside mine as she tightened her hold on me and her pussy juices started running around my sack and down my legs. I kept up my thrusts, starting to kiss and nibble on Brea’s neck, her breathing becoming harder and faster, and her moans louder, and she breathlessly said, “You’re gonna make me cum! Keep fucking me, baby! Cum for me, when I cum for you! Cum in my pussy!” Brea groaned, and her head rocked back as she screamed with her orgasm. Her love muscle contracted and spasmed around me, and through her screams of ecstacy, she pleaded, “Cum in me, baby! Cum in my cunt!” I groaned as my head leaned forward to rest on her chest, and hot sperm shot from my cock into her cunt. Still climaxing, Brea felt my hot seed shooting inside her, causing her to happily smile, “Oh, yes! I can feel your cock pumping, and your hot cum shooting inside me! It feels so good!” Her vagina’s contractions and spasms slowed to a stop as I ceased shooting cum, and as I started to soften inside her, our breathing heavy and fast, Brea moved our heads to passionately tongue-kiss as she held me and I supported her ass.
I broke our kiss to say to Brea, “Since this will be the last time we’ll be together, I want you to cum in my mouth to swallow one last time, too. You gave me the satisfaction of taking my sperm in your pussy to keep, and I want you to have the same satisfaction,” and Brea gave me an appreciative smile and exhale, before passionately tongue-kissing me as she gripped my head tighter in her hands. As we kissed, Brea lowered one leg and then the other, and with her on the floor again, I broke our kiss as we smiled at each other, her watching me lower myself to the floor. I squatted and leaned back with my hands on her pants on the floor, she straddled my head, and looking at each other past her exposed natural tits sandwiched between her bra and sweater, Brea slid her hand to her cunt and started masturbating herself to a squirting orgasm. Brea screamed as she ejaculated, her contracting love muscle forcing her fingers from herself, and she quickly moved them to her clit to rub, making her squirt with each stroke, and shriek with each ejaculation of her cum, me catching it all in my mouth. Brea’s orgasm ended, she looked down at me past her exposed tits, and smiled seeing my mouth full of her cum. I closed my mouth to smile at her as I swallowed it all, showed Brea my empty mouth, and smiled, “I love your cum, Brea.” She smiled larger with an appreciative exhale, took my head in her hands, and pulled me up to look in my eyes and smile, “I love your cum too, baby,” before passionately tongue-kiss me again, as she wrapped her arms around my shoulders to hold my head in her hands, and I wrapped my arms around her. After a very long and passionate tongue-kiss, Brea finally broke it to say in despair, “I guess we hafta go now.” “Yeah,” I replied in equal despair.
We got dressed, told each other goodbye, and that we hoped to see the other at the Fourth of July family reunion in six months with smiles, kissed, and went our separate ways to return to our families. It would be six long months before we would see each other again in person, as we live far apart, but we would stay in contact, texting and e-mailing each other. Brea would send pictures of her naked and playing with herself with her toys, the necklace around her neck, with the caption, “Wish you were here instead of my toys,” and I’d send her back pictures of me naked and stroking myself with her scented thong on my face, with the caption, “Wish you were here instead of my hand.”
The day our family would go our separate ways and return to our distant homes, Brea sent me a text wanting to meet at the park’s lodge/hotel’s restaurant, where we could say goodbye more personally than we’d be able to later with our family around. On the way to meet Brea, I passed the gift shop, and paused to think, deciding I really should get Brea something to remember me by, and to thank her for the best family Christmas ever. I roamed the shop, looking for the perfect gift for Brea, until something caught my eye, causing me to smile.
Brea was waiting just outside the restaurant, holding a bag, and smiled seeing me approach with a bag of my own. I asked her, “Been waiting long?” “No, not long,” she replied with a smile, shaking her head, and asked, “So, what’s in the bag?” “Well...,” I started to reply, raising the bag, “I really wanted to thank you for the best family Christmas ever, and give you something to remember me by, so I got you this,” pulling out the jewelry box. Brea took the box, and opened it, revealing a silver necklace, causing her to gasp. She looked up at me with a smile, “It’s beautiful, thank you, baby,” hugging me with an arm around my shoulder, and she kissed me. “Here,” I replied, taking the necklace out of its box. Brea smiled as she turned around, lifting her hair, and I placed the necklace around her neck. She lowered her hair as she turned back around, lovingly touching the necklace, kissed me, and said, “I have a gift for you too,” raising her bag. Brea, “Like you, I wanted to thank you for the best family Christmas ever, and give you something to remember me by,” and pulled out a pair of thong panties. As I took them, she explained, “It’s the pair you made me soak with my juices when you teased me so badly,” smiling. Brea continued, “I want you to pleasure yourself to your thoughts of me, with the added sent of me from the thong to help,” smiling. I smiled, kissed her, and smiled, “Thanks, Brea.” Brea smiled, kissed me back, and asked, “So, do you need to be getting back?” “Uh, I think I’ve got a few more minutes before I need to go.” “Good,” Brea smiled in seductive satisfaction, “‘Cause I want us to have one last quick go before we hafta return home.” “Okay,” I smiled, Brea’s smile grew larger, she took my hand, and she led me away.
Brea pulled me into a public restroom, passionately kissing me, and whispering between kisses, “I want us to truly consummate our relationship. I know we’ve only got time for one go, and I want us to share an orgasm, and you to cum in my pussy.” Brea pressed herself against a wall, and as our passionate kiss continued, our tongues starting to tangle, we quicky unfastened the other’s pants, and she pulled my bulging cock out as I dropped her pants and thong. Brea stepped out of her pants and panties, pulled her tight sweater up over her tits in her sexy bra, and then pulled down her bra, exposing her tits to me, sandwiched between the supporting bra and the restricting sweater. She then wrapped her arms around my shoulders with her hands holding my head, and my hands moved to her bottom. With me helping to support her, Brea lifted one leg, wrapping it around me, and I moved a hand from her rump to place myself inside her moist cunt. Still kissing, with me inside her and both hands under her butt again, Brea lifted her other leg, wrapping it around me as well, as she rotated her hips for a better and deeper penetration. As we continued to passionately tongue-kiss, I started fucking her pussy as hard and fast as I could, causing her to moan through our kiss. I pounded Brea’s cunt until the stimulation caused her to cease our kiss to breathe hard and fast, and moan from the orgasm building in her, moving her head beside mine as she tightened her hold on me and her pussy juices started running around my sack and down my legs. I kept up my thrusts, starting to kiss and nibble on Brea’s neck, her breathing becoming harder and faster, and her moans louder, and she breathlessly said, “You’re gonna make me cum! Keep fucking me, baby! Cum for me, when I cum for you! Cum in my pussy!” Brea groaned, and her head rocked back as she screamed with her orgasm. Her love muscle contracted and spasmed around me, and through her screams of ecstacy, she pleaded, “Cum in me, baby! Cum in my cunt!” I groaned as my head leaned forward to rest on her chest, and hot sperm shot from my cock into her cunt. Still climaxing, Brea felt my hot seed shooting inside her, causing her to happily smile, “Oh, yes! I can feel your cock pumping, and your hot cum shooting inside me! It feels so good!” Her vagina’s contractions and spasms slowed to a stop as I ceased shooting cum, and as I started to soften inside her, our breathing heavy and fast, Brea moved our heads to passionately tongue-kiss as she held me and I supported her ass.
I broke our kiss to say to Brea, “Since this will be the last time we’ll be together, I want you to cum in my mouth to swallow one last time, too. You gave me the satisfaction of taking my sperm in your pussy to keep, and I want you to have the same satisfaction,” and Brea gave me an appreciative smile and exhale, before passionately tongue-kissing me as she gripped my head tighter in her hands. As we kissed, Brea lowered one leg and then the other, and with her on the floor again, I broke our kiss as we smiled at each other, her watching me lower myself to the floor. I squatted and leaned back with my hands on her pants on the floor, she straddled my head, and looking at each other past her exposed natural tits sandwiched between her bra and sweater, Brea slid her hand to her cunt and started masturbating herself to a squirting orgasm. Brea screamed as she ejaculated, her contracting love muscle forcing her fingers from herself, and she quickly moved them to her clit to rub, making her squirt with each stroke, and shriek with each ejaculation of her cum, me catching it all in my mouth. Brea’s orgasm ended, she looked down at me past her exposed tits, and smiled seeing my mouth full of her cum. I closed my mouth to smile at her as I swallowed it all, showed Brea my empty mouth, and smiled, “I love your cum, Brea.” She smiled larger with an appreciative exhale, took my head in her hands, and pulled me up to look in my eyes and smile, “I love your cum too, baby,” before passionately tongue-kiss me again, as she wrapped her arms around my shoulders to hold my head in her hands, and I wrapped my arms around her. After a very long and passionate tongue-kiss, Brea finally broke it to say in despair, “I guess we hafta go now.” “Yeah,” I replied in equal despair.
We got dressed, told each other goodbye, and that we hoped to see the other at the Fourth of July family reunion in six months with smiles, kissed, and went our separate ways to return to our families. It would be six long months before we would see each other again in person, as we live far apart, but we would stay in contact, texting and e-mailing each other. Brea would send pictures of her naked and playing with herself with her toys, the necklace around her neck, with the caption, “Wish you were here instead of my toys,” and I’d send her back pictures of me naked and stroking myself with her scented thong on my face, with the caption, “Wish you were here instead of my hand.”
