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[ Willow and her uncle have always been close. With her parents gone for business trips pretty often, she usually stays with him. Their bond, she thinks, is really strong. She looks forward to spending time with him, and there's always plenty of it. Whenever she has to go back to her home, it's with a great deal of sadness and disappointment. But there's always another time. She doesn't have to wait long.
Sometimes, they go on trips together. This weekend is no exception. Willow's been excited for weeks. A cabin in the middle of the woods, fishing and swimming at the lake, hiking through the trees... She loves the outdoors. Often, she takes her sketchbook and paints to build her portfolio for art school. It's her dream to go. Her uncle is forever supportive, and she's grateful.
It's just that lately, she's found it more difficult to keep her feelings -- and libido -- in check. Willow finds herself stealing one of his shirts when she stays over, face pressed into it as she masturbates. It never quite feels like it's enough. She's a little nervous about the trip, though. Being so close, with one bed in the cabin... Well, it'll be a test of her self-control. At least when he's out for whatever reason, she has just enough time to take care of herself.
Which is what she's doing now. Willow's lost track of time -- she's worked up more than usual today for some reason. She's already orgasmed several times, but it hasn't completely satisfied her. Willow can't hold back her moans, either. She's fucking herself on her fingers, pinching at one of her nipples as she writhes on the bed. ]
Sometimes, they go on trips together. This weekend is no exception. Willow's been excited for weeks. A cabin in the middle of the woods, fishing and swimming at the lake, hiking through the trees... She loves the outdoors. Often, she takes her sketchbook and paints to build her portfolio for art school. It's her dream to go. Her uncle is forever supportive, and she's grateful.
It's just that lately, she's found it more difficult to keep her feelings -- and libido -- in check. Willow finds herself stealing one of his shirts when she stays over, face pressed into it as she masturbates. It never quite feels like it's enough. She's a little nervous about the trip, though. Being so close, with one bed in the cabin... Well, it'll be a test of her self-control. At least when he's out for whatever reason, she has just enough time to take care of herself.
Which is what she's doing now. Willow's lost track of time -- she's worked up more than usual today for some reason. She's already orgasmed several times, but it hasn't completely satisfied her. Willow can't hold back her moans, either. She's fucking herself on her fingers, pinching at one of her nipples as she writhes on the bed. ]
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[ It's shameful, Jasmine knows, to have the feelings she has for her father. She would never act on them, not with him, but when she's alone, it's him she thinks of. Never has she slept with anyone, hasn't even gone on a date before. Not that anyone has never had any interest in her, because she's been asked out plenty of times.
Jasmine just isn't interested in anyone. Even though she has a hell of a libido, she never takes anyone up on their offer. Instead, she has her own ways of getting off. Her job is only part-time, but it pays well, and Jasmine has gotten very familiar with her local adult store. Under her bed, she has an impressive collection of toys: vibrators, dildos, suction toys, rabbits that thrust.
Sometimes, she leaves her door open a crack, hoping he might walk in on her. Her mom has long since passed, so it's just the two of them. If he were to catch her... It's a fantasy she thinks of often.
They're on a camping trip this weekend. The cabin has only one bed, and Jasmine is both grateful and nervous. Being so close to him sends her imagination running wild. Would he press up against her, cock hard against her? Hands on her breasts, kneading and pulling at her nipples? Maybe he'd trail his fingers between her legs and make her come on them.
It's risky to bring a vibrator, but she does it anyway. Waterproof, plus a dildo with a suction cup for the bathtub. She's glad she did, now -- lately, she's been more worked up than usual. Jasmine has in the shower for some time, riding that dildo, her vibrator pressed against her clit. The shower masks some noise, but not completely.
She doesn't even realize how loud she's moaning. ]
Jasmine just isn't interested in anyone. Even though she has a hell of a libido, she never takes anyone up on their offer. Instead, she has her own ways of getting off. Her job is only part-time, but it pays well, and Jasmine has gotten very familiar with her local adult store. Under her bed, she has an impressive collection of toys: vibrators, dildos, suction toys, rabbits that thrust.
Sometimes, she leaves her door open a crack, hoping he might walk in on her. Her mom has long since passed, so it's just the two of them. If he were to catch her... It's a fantasy she thinks of often.
They're on a camping trip this weekend. The cabin has only one bed, and Jasmine is both grateful and nervous. Being so close to him sends her imagination running wild. Would he press up against her, cock hard against her? Hands on her breasts, kneading and pulling at her nipples? Maybe he'd trail his fingers between her legs and make her come on them.
It's risky to bring a vibrator, but she does it anyway. Waterproof, plus a dildo with a suction cup for the bathtub. She's glad she did, now -- lately, she's been more worked up than usual. Jasmine has in the shower for some time, riding that dildo, her vibrator pressed against her clit. The shower masks some noise, but not completely.
She doesn't even realize how loud she's moaning. ]