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The attic hatch swung open, landing with a heavy thud on the dust covered floor. Gwen Peters, in a frenzied panic, scrambled up into the narrow crawlspace of her parents’ home. She coughed violently as her laboured breathing drew stale, dirt filled air into her heaving lungs.

Gwen swung around as soon as she’d cleared the opening. “Haley! Hurry!” she yelled, reaching to help her younger sister.

Haley took Gwen’s hand and grunted as she lifted her upper body into the room. Before she could pull herself up completely, however, something grabbed hold of her ankles and started to pull her back down again.

“AAAAHH!” she screamed. “They’ve got me, Gwen! HEEEELP!!”

Gwen held on as tightly as she could and looked over her sister’s shoulder. At the base of the attic’s retractable ladder, two naked women had grabbed Haley’s legs and were doing their best to pull her back down into the hall.

She recognized one of them as their neighbour, Mrs. Stevens. The woman was their mother’s age, and a longtime friend of the family. She had a daughter who was just a few years younger than Haley, and in her junior year of high school.

Gwen couldn’t be sure, but she thought she recognized the other woman, too. She looked like she was their mail carrier. She was younger, in her late twenties, with long blonde hair. It was normally held up in a ponytail, but now it cascaded over the crazed woman’s shoulders in a messy, unkempt mane.

The blonde woman was running her tongue over Haley’s calf and moaning breathlessly. Gwen cringed and looked away. “Hold on!” she shouted.

Bolstered with adrenaline, Gwen used all her strength to pull her sister gradually up the ladder. Haley managed to kick her legs free momentarily, and the two sisters tumbled back onto the attic floor.

Gwen was first to recover. She clambered back to her knees and swung the attic door shut just in time.

The frightened 22 year old sat on the hatch just as the women underneath her shoved it hard from below. The force caused her to jolt unsteadily, but she managed to hold her position.

“Haley! Quick! Push that trunk over here!” she shouted.

With tears streaming down her face, Gwen’s petrified younger sister whirled around, spotting the large chest in the corner. She rushed toward it, fighting back sobs of terror, and dragged the heavy container to the middle of the room.

Together, Haley and Gwen moved the trunk on top of the door, and both collapsed on top of it. They waited, hearing a few muffled thuds from below, but no longer felt any movement.

“I… I think it’ll hold…” Gwen panted, turning around to a seated position and holding her hand to her chest.

Still trembling, Haley crawled shakily to the floor and sat, hugging her knees to her chest. “W-what do we do now?” she sniffed.

Gwen took out her phone. “I’ll try Mom and Dad again.” she said.

After several rings, she sighed and hung up. “Still can’t get through to either of them.” She tried another number. “And 911 is still out of service, too.”

Up to this point, Haley had been holding back her tears, but they suddenly spilled forward with unimpeded force. She sobbed like a child, her body convulsing uncontrollably as her chest heaved.

Gwen slid to the floor in front of her 19 year old sister and wrapped the girl up tightly in her arms. “Shh… It’s… it’s going to be fine.” she murmured, even as her own tears began to flow.

She sniffed, and felt Haley’s shaking arms reach around her, returning her comforting embrace. The two sisters clung to each other and cried. The situation seemed utterly hopeless…

The epidemic seemed to have spread in just hours, moving across the city like wildfire. Women were stripping naked all over town and attacking each other, spreading the infection through the exchange of bodily fluids.

Once infected, women became sexually ravenous, desperate to fuck members of their own sex. They were raping each other in the streets, pulling each other down to the ground and fucking violently. The men of the city were unaffected by the disease, but also seemed helpless to stop it.

“What do we do?” Haley sniffed. She rubbed at her bare calf absently. The blonde mail carrier had scratched it pretty badly with her fingers, drawing blood in more than a few places.

“We’ll spend the night up here. I’m sure they’ll move on after a while, then maybe we can make it to the car and go for help.” Gwen knew the plan she’d put forth was hopeless, but tried to make herself sound convincing, all the same.

Haley didn’t say anything. Instead, she looked at the attic door. Sounds were beginning to drift up from below. They could hear women moaning… the sounds of sex drifting through the house. It seemed the mail carrier and their neighbour had turned their sapphic attentions on one another.

The sisters did their best to ignore the noises. They found some sleeping bags from a pile of old camping equipment and laid them out on the floor, with some extra escort reklamları blankets to try and make themselves as comfortable as possible.

Both girls were exhausted, but neither of them could sleep. The women who had attacked them were still going at it, and their cries of ecstasy were more than enough to keep the sisters wide awake.

Eventually, though, the house grew quiet again, and Gwen drifted off. Haley wasn’t so lucky, unfortunately. She tossed and turned on the blankets. Her calf tingled strangely, and her skin was clammy with sweat. She felt as if she were growing feverish, and strange thoughts began to creep into her head. Thoughts of naked women…

‘No…’ she thought, as it dawned on her what was happening. She pulled off the flap of her sleeping bag and touched the scratch marks on her leg. ‘Not from this!’ Panicking, Haley shook Gwen’s shoulder, waking her older sister.

“Mm? Haley?” Gwen murmured, as she shook the cobwebs from her head. “Wazzi matter?”

Tears were streaming down her sister’s face again. Gwen reached out to her, and was surprised to feel Haley’s skin was hot to the touch. The younger girl bit her lip, and pointed at the scratches on her calf.

“I… I think I… I…”

Realization dawned on Gwen’s face. “No… It can’t… You can’t turn from a few scratches… Even with that woman licking at them, barely any of her saliva would have…” she looked up from Haley’s scrapes into her face again, but the girl’s expression had changed. Where she was crying moments before, she seemed calm, and her eyes bore into Gwen’s with an uncomfortable intensity.

Gwen gasped, and leaped to her feet, running for the attic door. Haley was too fast, though, and lunged at her sister’s ankles, causing her to fall hard over the trunk that still blocked the exit. The air rushed out of Gwen’s lungs when she fell, the edge of the chest jamming hard into her stomach.

While she was stunned, Haley clawed at her sister’s shorts, ripping them off of her in one quick, strong motion.

“NO!!” Gwen screeched. “Not like this! Not with you! I’m your sister!!”

Haley wasn’t listening, though. Her eyes were glued to her sister’s pussy, and she salivated at the sight. She pinned Gwen roughly to the trunk, and dove forward, swiping her tongue greedily through the older girl’s tender folds from behind.

Gwen gave a shudder, disgusted and terrified. She was surprised by Haley’s strength, however, and couldn’t seem to pull herself away. Her shorts were wrapped around her ankles, preventing her from even trying to kick herself free.

Haley was gorging herself on her sister’s cunt, now, her tongue burrowed deep inside her, and her nose pressing hard between her naked butt cheeks. She moaned as she savoured the sweet flavour of pussy, the only flavour she would ever want to taste again…

Gwen struggled to resist her sister’s lashing tongue, but she could feel her body betraying her. She was beginning to feel hot, and her pussy was beginning to get wet. ‘No…’ she thought, weakly. Her thighs spread wider, and Haley mewled happily.

She raked her tongue through Gwen’s pussy, dragging it up to her sphincter and stabbing it through the tight opening. Gwen grunted as she felt her anus being pushed open. At the same time, Haley plunged three fingers into her big sister’s cunt. It was already wet enough to take them easily.

Gwen’s breath rasped as she hung helplessly over the heavy trunk, her hair hanging over her reddening face. Her breasts mashed against the hard surface through her t-shirt. Haley’s fingers sloshed as they pumped relentlessly in her flowing cunt.

‘God… I can’t stop myself…’ Gwen thought, as she pushed herself back harder against her little sister’s face. She could already feel the virus taking over. “Ooooo… Haley!” she groaned aloud. “D-d-don’t stop! Fuck my pussy!”

Haley grunted in response, and eased a fourth finger into Gwen’s dripping gash. She bunched them together, twisting them with every thrust so she could scrape her nails against her sister’s inner walls.

By now Gwen had given herself completely over to the virus, all will power leaving her undulating body. She struggled clumsily to kick herself free of her shorts, which were still bunched and twisted around her feet.

With one smooth gesture, Haley helped yank them the rest of the way off, then flipped Gwen over easily so she was laying on her back. Her fingers continued to pummel into her sister’s pussy, and she took Gwen’s clit between her teeth, biting hard and twisting the swollen nub.

Gwen screamed, but it was a scream of pleasure. Her body grew sweaty, and she fumbled with her t-shirt, struggling to pull it off. In her desperation to get naked, the material tore, and she peeled the fabric away, until it hung open loosely from her shoulders.

Haley looked up at her sister’s naked chest, and her eyes shone with arousal. She lifted her face from Gwen’s pussy and leaned gaziantep escort reklamları forward, sucking a bright pink nipple into her mouth. At the same time, she pressed the four fingers in Gwen’s pussy together, and began to work her thumb in beside them.

Gwen shivered as she felt her box being stretched around her little sister’s hand. Somewhere in her mind, she was screaming in horror at what was happening. A shrinking part of herself still objected to what the two of them were doing…

Gwen ignored the fading objections easily, though, and welcomed Haley’s fist into her drooling gash. The younger girl had balled her fingers together, and was buried inside her sister to the wrist. Her arm pistoned violently, and pussy juice spattered it with every thrust.

“Fuck, Haley!! Fuck me!! FUCK YOUR DIRTY FUCKING SISTER!!” Gwen wailed. Her body shone with perspiration. Haley’s eyes gazed up into her contorted face from her chest, where she continued to slurp on her swollen nipple.

Gwen’s fingernails scraped against the trunk’s lid as she gripped it tightly. Her ass undulated as she pressed herself down harder on her sister’s arm.

In one swift motion, she reached for Haley, grabbing her by the hair and yanking her face up from her chest. Their mouths collided in a wanton kiss, the two sisters groaning as their tongues stabbed between one another’s lips.

The girls made out ferociously, saliva running over their chins as their tongues duelled. Gwen still held Haley’s hair bunched tightly in one fist, and used her other hand to start tearing at the younger girl’s clothing.

It wasn’t long before Haley’s v-neck collar was stretched down over her chest, her small breasts bunched together and sticking out from the slowly tearing opening. Gwen’s fingers groped and kneaded the soft flesh, and pulled and twisted her aching nipples.

Haley’s fist still sloshed in her big sister’s pussy, even when Gwen pushed herself up from the trunk and both sisters fell back onto the dusty attic floor. They rolled around frantically, pawing at each other as bits of clothing were ripped from their sweaty bodies.

Gwen finally ended up on top of her little sister, stuffing her spit covered tits into the girl’s face as she churned her hips desperately. Her cunt swallowed Haley’s hand greedily, and pussy cream dripped down the inside of her thigh.

“Fist me, you fucking bitch!” the older girl wailed, pulling Haley’s face harder against her chest. She tossed her head back, her body convulsing as an orgasm erupted from her torn open snatch.

“FUCKING FUCK!! YEEEEESSSSS!!” she screeched, as she pounded her body violently on top of her sister.

For her part, Haley held Gwen tightly, the fingers of one hand digging into the older girl’s ass flesh even as the other pounded relentlessly into the back of her sister’s womb.

Gwen smothered Haley with her breasts, her face contorted in ecstasy. Even when Haley started to nip at her swollen nipples, she still held her firmly in place. Only when her pleasure finally began to subside did she loosen her grip on Haley’s tangled hair.

The younger girl gasped for breath when she was finally able to pull herself free. Her face was covered in saliva and glowing bright pink from the heat.

Haley slowly pulled her hand from Gwen’s battered pussy, until her fingers slid free with a wet sloshing noise. She pulled her gooey digits up to her face, where both sisters immediately began to lick them clean.

They moaned and grunted as they slurped up Gwen’s cum, their noses bumping as they fought for more of the intoxicating flavour. When they’d lapped up all they could, Haley pulled her fingers away, and the two sisters kissed sloppily, their tongues drilling into each other’s mouths.

After several minutes of deep kissing, Gwen began to move down her younger sister’s body. Haley’s breasts were bare, the tatters of what remained of her shirt strewn about the attic floor. Gwen attacked them savagely, sucking the warm flesh into her mouth and biting the sensitive nipples.

“Fuuuuck…” Haley whimpered. “I need it Sis! Make me cum, p-p-please!!”

Gwen looked up into her baby sister’s eyes and groaned. Saliva dripped from her chin, landing on Haley’s bite mark covered flesh.

She slid between her legs, easily tearing away the flimsy shorts her sister wore. She pushed Haley’s thighs up until her knees were tucked against her chest. The younger girl’s wet pussy poked out from between her thighs, her wetness glistening on her hairless cunt lips. Beneath it, her tight, pink asshole pulsed, and seemed to beg for Gwen’s touch.

The older girl was all too happy to oblige, running her wet tongue slowly over the puckered orifice and moaning at it’s pungent flavour. She let her spit build up in her mouth, running down her tongue to coat her sister’s crack as she used her hands to spread Haley’s firm cheeks wide.

“Ooooooh, shiiiiiiiit!!” Haley whimpered. gaziantep escort bayan reklamları She reached under her knees, holding her legs firmly under her chin to allow her sister greater access.

Gwen slurped and licked at Haley’s sphincter, getting it good and wet. Once she was satisfied with the amount of spit she’d coated it with, she moved her lips higher, giving her sister’s cunt a slobbery kiss. Two of her fingers pressed into the younger girl’s ass, forcing their way into the tight, dark channel.

“FUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!” Haley’s face was bright red and her eyes bulged as her anus stretched around Gwen’s fingers. The spit allowed them to plunge deep easily, and the sensation was overpowering.

At the same time, Gwen had begun to eat Haley’s pussy in earnest, laving it hungrily with the flat of her pink, flicking tongue.

“Mmm…” she groaned between licks. “You taste… so… good…” She speared her tongue inside until her nose was squashed between Haley’s glistening lips, and gorged herself like a starving animal.

By now, Haley’s fingertips were leaving white welts on the backs of her thighs. She bit her knee to muffle her screams as Gwen ravaged her gyrating body.

“Yesyesyesyesyes!! F-f-faster!! HARDER!!”

Gwen laughed, and pounded her fingers even more savagely up Haley’s rectum. She clamped her teeth around her sister’s pulsing clit, grating them against it until the younger girl’s hips jolted violently off the hard attic floor.

Haley lost her grip on her knees and her legs splayed out in mid air as she began to shiver in orgasm. Her body convulsed, and she reached clumsily for the back of Gwen’s head.

Gwen’s hair was tangled and wet, matted in sweat to her brow. It bunched easily in Haley’s fists, and the younger girl pulled her big sister’s face tightly against her snatch.

“EAT ME!! EAT YOUR DIRTY LITTLE FUCKING SISTER!!” Haley screeched. Pussy juice shot from her cunt, splashing all across her sister’s flushed face.

Gwen groaned as she basked in the shower of Haley’s juices cascading over her. She curled her fingers, digging them harshly against the inner walls of her little sister’s anal cavity.

Haley’s eyes had rolled into the back of her head. She became a mindless, vibrating vessel of pleasure. Drool ran down her cheeks and she whipped around on the floor, scraping her bare shoulders on the hard wooden slats. She felt no pain, however, only the overwhelming tide of pleasure her sister’s assault had caused.

Once her orgasm had begun to fade, instead of collapsing limply in exhaustion Haley felt her hunger for pussy surging to life yet again. Her hands were still holding tightly to Gwen’s dishevelled mane of brown hair.

With a drunken groan, she yanked hard, pulling Gwen up on top of her, and the two collided in a slobbering, gasping, cunt slapping pile of flesh. They made out ferociously, their saliva running over their bumping chins. The two sisters rolled around in the small, cluttered attic, knocking over boxes in their effort to grope and grind against each other.

They finally landed with Haley on top again, and the younger girl spun around, straddling her big sister’s face. They both squealed excitedly and grabbed each other’s hips, diving forward until they were each devouring the other’s battered, swampy cunt.

The attic filled with their muffled whimpers and screeches as the two girls bit, licked and sucked at one another. They left bite marks on each other’s thighs, and shoved their fingers distractedly up each other’s holes, both cunt and ass.

As they ate one another frantically, they began to roll around again, being sure to keep their lips tightly clamped over each other’s boxes.

Haley grunted as she slammed hard into the wall, pinned on her side between it and her writhing sister. She grabbed Gwen’s sweat covered ass cheek and flicked her tongue mercilessly against the girl’s clit, with two of her fingers still sawing in and out of her gooey folds.

Gwen trembled as she pushed herself hard against her little sister. She had her tongue shoved deep inside Haley’s cunt, and her fingers were once again curling inside her rectum.

Sweat covered both girls, and cunt juice was smeared all over their steaming young bodies. They both bit down into each other simultaneously, and let out matching, frantic wails as they sent each other over the edge into oblivion.

Together the sisters bucked and shuddered, their faces being splashed thoroughly by one another’s flowing ejaculate. Their fingernails dug into each other’s asses, so tightly they began to draw blood, but that only seemed to increase the intensity of pleasure cascading through them.

After several minutes, the narrow crawl space grew quiet once again. The only sounds remaining were those caused by Haley’s and Gwen’s heavy breathing.

Slowly, the sisters pried themselves apart, flopping onto the floor with their bodies still shuddering through aftershocks of their shared climax. As their breathing slowed and their strength returned, they pulled themselves up from the ground, sitting side by side in the darkness.

They stared at each other, and their pussies began to heat up again. With barely a respite, their arousal was quickly growing uncontrollable once more. They reached for one another, groaning before their swollen lips crashed together with unbridled lust.

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I hadn’t seen my baby sister in three years. At seventeen she decided that she wanted to move to Europe, with a promising husband and a wonderful job waiting for her there. She had met him on the internet and the relationship had apparently (I was not privy to every detail) evolved from cybersex into friendship, then through emails and phone calls into a fully blown romantic relationship.

My parents were not very happy to welcome the older guy (he was about 27 at the time) for a month long visit in 2001, but they grudgingly accepted. Sadly, things didn’t work out very well between them and he left early, to the great humiliation of my sister Dasha. A month later she announced that she was moving to Europe to find her husband. My parents were shattered by the news (as there had been no place for negotiation), but were too proud to do anything drastic about it.

I hadn’t really liked the French guy myself, but it was clear that my sister was really happy with him. I was saddened when she left as we really enjoyed each other’s company, but what else could I do? She kept in touch with me more or less regularly, mostly through emails, but physical distance finally created emotional distance after a year or so. We wrote to each other every two or three months, nothing more.

I was shocked, three weeks ago, when I received an email from her: her oh-so-wonderful husband had thrown her out of his home. I just couldn’t believe it: he had all but literally thrown her out. Dasha hadn’t said why, and I had a feeling that I’d never know the full story. It was clear from her email, though, that she was in a bind, with nowhere to go or live. I guess that most of her friends were that creep’s friends, and that they wouldn’t help her now that she was not with him anymore. One of her friends from work had offered her couch, but Dasha said that she was only barely welcomed there.

So after wrapping things up at work, as she needed good recommendation papers for her next job, she was flying back to the States. She couldn’t come back to our parent’s house, not yet anyway, so I offered her the guest room at my place. She even begged me not to tell anything to either mom or dad, that she would find a way to talk to them soon. I didn’t think that it was such a good idea, to hide the fact that she was coming back, but it was her decision to make.

Here I was, sitting along at the airport, waiting for flight 322, wondering how our reunion would go. After she had outgrown her fourteen and fifteen year old rebellious phase, we had gotten along really good. To the point of doing things together like camping, skiing, and even little things like watching movies together. I’d been living on my own for the past 5 years when we began reconnecting, being six years older than her, but she’d often come to my place just to hang around. It was a bit peculiar, I know, but we really did have a great time together.

One question was worrying me, as I was sitting near the large gate: would I recognize her instantly? I was sure that I would, but on the other hand I had no idea what she had done to her appearance during those three years or so. When she left three years ago, she had been a tall teenager with a tight body and short dark red hair. In fact, one of her favorite pound-on-herself subject was her body: “I look like a kid!” she’d often complain at 16 and 17. Small breasts, barely-there hips and long skinny legs. I knew she had the potential to become a really good looking woman, having seen many young girls flourishing at around 19, but she never believed me. What would she look like now?

Well, I was about to find out: the gates were opening. I *did* recognize her instantly in the end. She was still the tall girl I remembered even though her hair were now much longer and her figure had matured quite nicely. She smiled broadly when she saw me and ran into my arms laughing and hugging me tight.

“Wow! You’ve been working out brother!”

I had. “Well yeah, it helps when the gym’s in your basement!”

“You look great!” she grinned, looking me up and down.

She pulled me into her arms again, laughing. But after a few seconds it was clear that she wasn’t all that joyous, but that the recent events had taken a toll on her. I kept my arms around her as she relaxed, and I felt that she was close to tears. We got her things and headed back home. She did cry on the way back, filling me in on the particulars of her last months as well as letting all that tension blow over.

A stroke of luck in a computer project I had begun while still in high school had given me more than enough money to live comfortably for the rest of my life. I sold my ideas and patents, two years ago, to a huge company I respected; one I was sure would keep doing great work on my brainchild. Why did I sell out? Two reasons, the first one being 10 million dollars. The second one was even more compelling: bureaucratic nightmare! Ten different licensees, my app bundled with 23 different suites or applications, overall selling about 250 000 gaziantep escort bayan ilanları copies. So I had two choices: becoming a full time (15 hours a day) boss, hire employees to work for me, deal with clients, publishers, support groups and so become a completely stressed out multi-millionaire; or else make 10 million dollars with one pen stroke and live care-free for the rest of my life. Now all I had to deal with was a really competent broker/investor and my financial future was settled.

Of course my sister knew about all of this, but she was not prepared for the house she saw when I rolled onto the driveway.

“Wow! That’s impossible bro!” and then she laughed out loud.

“Well, did you think I’d live in a puny little house sitting on ten million dollars?”

“No, of course not, but I hadn’t imagined this!”

I had bought myself an old hunting lodge for a insanely rich family. For some reason they decided to sell it along with the incredibly large piece of land and mountain on which it was sitting. A beautiful mixture of logs and large stones, my house was a two story high wonderland for nature lovers. And even though I made my 6 year career in computers, I still love the outdoors! I think this house was what really convinced me to sell: it was 2 million dollars and even though I was worth more than that at the time, I couldn’t pay such an amount without loosing most of my controlling shares.

Anyway, Dasha was giggling in delight now, walking around the mansion and enjoying the view. Oh yes, the last detail: the mansion was on a mountainside and there were more hiking and skiing trails that I could count. Even a small lake an hour or so away. The late summer day was still warm and the imminent sunset was showing all the sings of an incredible show, but Dasha was too tired to really appreciate it right now. I showed her the guest room, across the hall from mine, and she dropped on the bed, falling asleep instantly.

At first I thought that she was kidding, but after a minute or so of not responding to my questions, Dasha began to snore lightly. I laughed and decided to get her properly under the blankets. I pulled her running shoes off, then her socks and even pulled the zipper of her pants down until I realized what I was doing. This was not my adolescent sister anymore. She was now 21 years old and a stunning beauty to boot! I started to get off the bed and leave her be, then I shook my head: she was my sister damn it! And even though I had been single for the last year or so, there was no way I was going to see my very own little sister as a sexual object!

Yet as her long legs came into view, I was not so sure anymore. Firm flesh, unblemished skin, nice hips and a tiny little pair of panties. Hmmm. I decided to leave her tee shirt where it was and to simply pull the thin blanket over her. But she was lying *over* the blanket. I began turning her over, saying her name so that she would wake up for a second or two. But she didn’t wake up and I had to turn her over. A thong. That tiny pair of panties were in fact a thong. Oh my God: I was staring at my sister’s ass like a lewd old man! By an act of will, I turned her over once more and managed to free the blanket.

I sighed as I closed the door behind me, hoping that she wouldn’t mind too much. I was not so sure that undressing her was a good idea anymore, but I was about to put her pants back on! I spent the evening in fear that she would wake up and scream, calling me a pervert from across the house…

She didn’t: she slept all the way to 10 o’clock next morning. The first thing I heard from her room as I was cooking breakfast were those words:

“Wow David! This really smells wonderful!” she said in a slightly sleepy voice.

“Eggs and bacon ready for you Dash… You coming?”

“Yeah…” she said through a yawn, walking out of her room.

Naked. Walking out of her room naked. I was staring at her, the bowl of bacon hanging sideways in my hand. Even through a yawn and with her hair in completely wild disarray, Dasha was one of the most sexy things I had ever seen in my life. Her legs were just as long and scrumptious as they had looked yesterday night, her hips just as feminine, but her shaved pussy, slender waist, nicely rounded breasts were something else. She looked like a fantasy coming to life in front of my eyes. Large, probably C-cups breasts with proud pink nipples staring right at me, jiggling with each of her steps…

“Dasha!”

“What?” she said, looking up at me

“You’re naked!”

“Yes… Oh, you mind?” She stopped walking, clearly uncomfortable.

“Well, of course!”

“Oh… OK, just give a minute then…”

She turned around and walked back to her room, and I forced myself not to look at her ass. Again. But there it was, in all it’s tight, compact and perky glory! The bowl of bacon nearly fell to the floor, but I grasped it firmly and walked to the table. Sitting, while escort bayan gaziantep ilanları waiting for my sister to return, I tried my best to forget what I had just seen. It was hard. Very hard. Just as my cock was becoming actually. I had outgrown the instant erection nudity caused in young adolescent males, but I wasn’t completely immuned either…

Dasha was slightly red faced when she returned, decently dressed, she but smiled at me.

“I’m sorry David… I didn’t even thought that it could bother you…”

“I find that hard to believe…”

“No, I mean it.” she smiled at me again. “I think you’d like in France my brother. Topless beaches everywhere, nudity among close friends not being a taboo at all… Listen I’m sorry, ” she said, placing her hand on my arm. “I didn’t mean to embarrass you.”

“That’s alright. I was… surprised I guess. I was actually worried that you might be angry with me for undressing you last night. “

“Really? Aw, that’s sweet David…” she grinned at me. “But I’m not a little girl anymore: I don’t mind if you look at me, especially if all you wanted was to make me more comfortable. So, what about that bacon?”

We ate together while bringing each other up to date on our lives. Apparently her life in France was not all that great. She hadn’t manage to make any real friends, her bad French being a major obstacle. Her relationship with her husband had been steadily degrading for the past five or six months, and she had seen the inevitable break-up coming for the last two. Dasha hadn’t known what to do, all alone in France with no one to talk to. She hadn’t managed to find the courage to call even me, the closest person in her life since she decided to leave.

In the end she had had no choices, and I told her that I was really glad that she turned to me. She cried a few tears during breakfast, but as the crisis had been going on for two months, she was not completely in shambles. After eating more bacon than I thought she would, judging by her slim figure, Dasha got up and wanted to take in the sun on my deck.

“You’d think I’d spend most of my summer days naked under the sun in the south of France, but the weather is really weird. When you expect it to be dry it’s humid and vice-versa, and at 4 o’clock in the afternoon, every afternoon, everything just becomes ridiculous.”

“Go ahead… Nothing like the north-eastern states for a good tan!”

Dasha laughed at the joke, but added: “As weird as it sounds you’re right David! For me at least… Now, you *would* mind if I tanned naked?” she asked, her head lowered, a little smile on her lips.

“Yes. Sorry if I’m not French enough for you, but I’m not comfortable looking at my sister naked.”

“Ok then. I understand if you don’t find me pretty…”

Oh damn it… She was trying to play with me. “Stop it you little pest!” We laughed at her old pet name. “If you’re fishing for compliments, do it directly!”

She waited. “Well?”

“You serious Dasha? Oh, OK then. Now then. You really, really look good Dasha… Do you remember how I told you you’d become a beauty queen? Well, here you are.”

“Thanks big brother…” she leaned over and kissed me. On the mouth. A short, dry kiss, but still…

As she walked back to her room, I assumed it was another one of those French customs… I went downstairs to clean up the mess there, in the room where all the useless junk I bought went. I admit, I spent my first millionaire year buying a truckload of worthless gadgets, toys and random things. After a while I wised up, but I still couldn’t throw those things away.

When I walked back up an hour later, Dasha was still tanning on the deck, face down. She was covered with water, probably having taken a quick dip in the pool, and she was also wearing a bikini thong. And nothing else, of course. I sighed, looking at the beauty tanning on my deck. She had curves that could make a pope hard, and even though I was her brother I couldn’t help enjoying the view.

Her head was turned the other way and I leaned against the window to take a good look. Long thin legs, but smooth and curved just right. She was thin, but her legs were just gorgeous, not too thin like so many models. But her ass was just unbelievable. Small and narrow like the rest of her body, but bulbous, more rounded than any ass had a right to be. It bulged up from her lean thighs and curved back down into the small of her back and to her elfin waist. Water had dribbled down from her ass and back to that little valley, some of it trapped in the chasm between her back muscles.

I could see the side of her left breast, all smooth and firm. Her long ginger hair all pushed to the side revealed her delicate shoulders and neck, and even a small tattoo I had never heard about! From afar it looked like a little character, but I couldn’t be sure. It was placed right below her hair line, and may very well be the second person to ever see gaziantep bayan escort ilanları it!

But that ass of hers was just too much. I sat down on a chair and stared at it shamelessly, trembling when she moved, pushing it up for a few seconds. Computers had given me 10 million dollars (and counting, if we considered the interests), but it had also severely restricted my choice of girlfriends. Somehow I had never found an attractive girl that interested me romantically. And in any case most of those attractive girls wouldn’t even give me the time of day. For a time Dasha’s friends had been barely fair game, but none of them saw me as anything else than Dasha’s big brother. I could have been the key to beer and a car, but it seemed it wasn’t enough. Despite all this I’d had three steady girlfriends and a few adventures, but none of them had looked anything like Dasha was looking now. I think I’d give half my money to bury my face between those buttocks of hers!

But I shook my head, trying to clean it from that incestual bullshit. I got up, removed my tee-shirt and joined Dasha on the deck. Knowing I couldn’t let her see my cock underneath my boxers, I ran straight for the pool and jumped. I’d really needed that cold water on my cock! I jumped up from the depths, shouting:

“Whew! That’s colder than I thought!”

Dasha looked up, smiling. “You didn’t have to jump into it silly!” she laughed, careful to keep her breasts decently hidden.

“I don’t like waiting for my body to adjust slowly… I prefer the shock therapy than the slow torture!”

“Suit yourself!”

I made a few laps, happy to see that my body was cooling down. After a while I looked up and saw Dasha looking at me. She was sitting up, her bikini top where it belonged, looking at me.

“Why don’t you stand up for me David?”

“Why?”

“I want to see what you look like after all those years…” she said, a mischievous gleam i her eyes.

I stood up, in the shallow end, and reddened when she whistled at me. “Oh please stop Dasha!”

“No, I’m serious… If you’d had a body like that four years ago, my friends would have fought each other to have you!”

“Come on…”

“What’s happening? Have you become the one unable to accept compliments now?”

I splashed her with water and she squealed. I did it a second time as she was getting up and saw that she was running towards me. “Now you’re going to get it big brother!” And she jumped down in the water, nearly drowning me with the huge splash. I tried getting away, but I was already inordinately nervous: we were obviously going to have a little fight in the pool. I read too many erotic stories not to realize just how dangerous the situation was. But damn it, Dasha was my sister! What would it matter if we accidentally felt each other up? It’s not like anything was going to happen! And Dasha seemed completely oblivious to the implications of such a fight, with nothing but boxers and a tiny bikini between us and full nudity.

Actually she clearly didn’t care at all. As I was jumping away from her she grabbed my foot and pulled me back. When I turned around and roared, she laughed and squealed. I grabbed that tiny waist of hers and threw her bodily towards the deeper end of the pool. I jumped after her but before I could do anything she had grabbed me by the shoulders and pushed me under. Blindly I grabbed her thighs and used her body to pull myself up. Then Dasha did something that would inextricably change the rest of this fight.

I was expecting a casual fight with equally casual slips of the hands, thighs, asses and breasts tentatively fair game. But when she grabbed my boxers and pulled them down to my knees, my eyes opened wide in surprise. As I scrambled to pull them back up, she pushed me down again, laughing loudly. I tried swimming back to the shallow end but she was right behind me, pulling me down and splashing me. I finally managed to get my knees on the bottom and pull my boxers off.

“Ah ah! Afraid to show your little behind David?” Dasha was laughing really hard.

“And you? Afraid to show yours?”

And I grabbed her under her shoulders and pulled her up until she stood in the shallow end. She was laughing so hard that she was barely able to resist. When I turned her around and looked at her ass, I found *myself* unable to resist: I spanked her tight little ass. And I immediately my mind screamed to itself: “WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST DO?”

Dasha turned around, dead serious, and screamed the same thing at me. My eyes were wide opened in surprise: I just couldn’t believe myself. In front of me, Dasha frowned, rubbing her left buttock.

“What’s wrong with you David? Too long without a girlfriend and you think that your sexy little sister won’t mind if you paw her?”

“No! I never meant to…” I was stammering, completely flushed in shame… “Oh Dasha I’m so sorry! Please—”

But then I was cut off, finding myself flying backwards until I splashed in the deep end of the pool. When I surfaced Dasha was bent over in laughter, slapping her scrumptious thighs with her hands. “You fell for it big brother! I can’t believe it!” Her eyes were closed, and she never saw me coming. I was still slightly in shock about the whole thing, but I knew I had to keep going regardless. I jumped towards her and grabbed her in my arms. Then, with my left hand completely opened on her ass, I pushed her as far as I could back towards the deep end.

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Emma

Friday afternoon…

Emma went to work as normal that Friday morning and spent most of the day on the phone running the business as usual. She’d left Mike in the middle of checking all the stuff they were packing, though he declined her offer of help when she’d given it before leaving for the day. Danni too was out that morning as well, finishing her last shift before the two departed on their trip.

Part of her wanted to just skip work that day and spend it with her siblings, but she knew that her irrepressible big sister would probably act out and earn some spankings, and who knew where that would lead. That wouldn’t be a bad thing, but she was looking forward to spending time with both of them that evening since they’d be gone tomorrow.

She was deep into her work when she got a text, the notification jarring her a bit in the silence of her office. Picking up her phone, she saw that Danni had sent her a picture. She glanced at the clock and was briefly surprised that it was already so late in the day. She looked back at her phone and opened up the picture.

Danni had an all-too-familiar smirk on her face and looked like she was trying to come up with some ridiculous scheme that ended with her ass freshly spanked. Emma was admiring her undoubtedly attractive sibling when she got another message. It was another picture of Danni, though this time she was sitting Emma’s spot on the couch. That wasn’t allowed unless she’d been told it was okay.

Another picture came through, followed by several more. The first showed the little brat standing on the bed with her shoes on, and Emma knew for sure that she was trying to get in trouble. A picture of Danni holding Emma’s toothbrush over the trashcan was next, then a picture of it actually in the waste bin along with a pair of Emma’s shoes and her hairbrush. The next one showed Danni in the kitchen, pouring out one of Emma’s diet sodas and sporting an exaggerated pout.

“Little shit,” Emma muttered with a quiet laugh. It was all ridiculous of course, but she felt the unmistakable urge to hurry home and try to catch the little brat in the act.

The next couple of pictures showed Danni grinning like a maniac after she’d thrown all the pillows off the couch, then holding some of Emma’s favorite panties with a pair of scissors dangerously close to the fabric. She rolled her eyes before scrolling to the next and final picture. Danni was holding the paddle that Emma used to punish her, a devious grin on her face.

“Guess what I did with it,” Danni messaged.

“You know that you’re getting spanked regardless, right?” Emma replied.

“You have to guess!” Danni sent back, and even through texts sounded like she was being spoiled.

“You threw it away?” Emma guessed after a giggle of appreciation at the lengths her sister was going to.

“Nope!” Danni told her.

“You better start behaving or you’re not going to be able to sit down on your trip tomorrow,” Emma sent.

“I guess you’ll have to make me!” Danni shot back.

A final picture came through, showing her sister giving the camera the finger and sporting a very wide and mischievous grin on her face.

Emma took a moment to collect herself, then quietly shook her head and laughed. She quickly gathered her things and locked up, thinking about how much she was going to enjoy punishing the bratty little shit waiting for her at home. Various scenarios played through her head, some involving Mike, some just her and Danni. Most ended up with Danni bent over her lap in their customary fashion and sporting a very red rear-end.

Pulling into the apartment, she hopped out and hurried inside, pausing only briefly to note that Mike’s truck wasn’t in the parking lot. She unlocked the door to the apartment, quietly dropped her things on the table nearby, and kicked it closed behind her.

She glanced into the living room and saw that the couch had been put back together as it had been before. The panties that Danni had been threatening to cut were laying on the arm with the scissors next to them. Emma stepped over and picked up the garment, seeing that it was still whole.

“You realize that you’re still getting spanked, right?” she called out.

A quiet giggle wafted delightfully in from the direction of the bedroom. Emma felt a swelling of affection inside at the endearing sound of Danni’s laugh and immediately started toward where she’d heard it coming from.

She stepped into the dim light of the bedroom and saw that some candles had been lit to set the mood. She grinned in approval, then looked over at the bed. Danni was kneeling on it, naked and looking subdued but with a quiet smile of anticipation.

“Pretending to be a good girl?” Emma asked, stepping over toward her.

Danni smirked then shook her head. It was then that Emma noticed that her sister was wearing some sort of leather collar. There was a long leash attached to it that was clutched in Danni’s hands, both of them folded neatly in her lap. Beside her lay the paddle, intact and not hidden in the grup seks yapan gaziantep escort least.

Emma felt her heart pounding as she realized that all this had been set up for her and had to take a deep breath to keep from getting emotional. Danni’s demure smile widened a bit, and she cocked her head to draw Emma’s attention, then held out the leash for her to take.

Emma smiled and couldn’t help herself as she reached out and took the end. “I love you,” she said.

“I love you too,” Danni told her. “And I’m ready for my spankings.”

Emma giggled and moved closer. She paused at the end of the bed and stared at her older sister for a few long moments, taking in the sight and admiring everything she was seeing.

“Come here,” she said, beckoning Danni forward with a single finger. She knee-crawled forward and settled back down into the same submissive position.

Emma leaned forward, sliding her hands up the back of Danni’s neck and into her shoulder-length locks, then leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips. Their warmth oozed into her as their tongues found one another and slid energetically around and against each other. A gentle whimper whispered out from one of them, though Emma didn’t know which one of them it had been.

After a few minutes of passionate yet slow kissing, Emma stood back straight and turned to sit on the bed. She was about to tell Danni to assume the position, but she was amused to see her sister already moving to do so.

“You totally love being spanked, don’t you?” Emma asked, reaching over and grabbing the paddle.

“Hell yes,” Danni giggled, and leaned over Emma’s legs, her rump presented and ready, poking upwards adorably.

Emma raised the paddle as she caressed the gentle curve of Danni’s pale rump. She saw her sister tense in apprehension at the impending impact. She held her swing for several seconds before finally bringing it down hard, the impact loud and startling as Danni cried out in surprise and pain.

She glanced back at Emma with a shocked expression but that quickly dissolved into one of excitement. Another hard impact made her briefly wince and whimper, but the same aroused look returned swiftly.

“You’re such a little shit sometimes,” Emma said. “And now you seem to love getting spanked, so I’m wondering if its really the best form of punishment for you.”

Danni frowned pitifully back before Emma’s scowl made her turn back around.

“Let me think…” Emma said.

She rubbed the leather of the paddle across Danni’s reddened rear before moving it back out of the way and dropping it to the bed behind them. Her hand free, she brought it around toward Danni’s face, who’d turned back to face her again with an angry scowl. Instead of explaining things or allowing her to speak, Emma pushed two fingers against Danni’s lips before they disappeared inside. Furrowing her brow in confusion, Danni obediently sucked on the digits before Emma pulled them free.

“I think…”

Emma traced her fingers along Danni’s waist, up the curve of her hips and across one of her butt-cheeks. The move made her sister quiver briefly, and she saw the tiny hairs raising up on her skin.

“…this…”

She ran her finger down more, sliding it across Danni’s slit and firmly pushing it across the flesh concealing her clit. Danni’s scowl disappeared and her eyes widened a bit as her mouth dropped open in arousal.

“…will show you…”

Rubbing gently but swiftly, Emma kept her eyes fixed on Danni’s. She was loving the highly aroused, almost defeated-looking expression she had.

“…how I feel…”

She pushed her finger inside smoothly, completely. Her sister’s pussy was wet and warm, greedily swallowing the intruder completely and enveloping it in the fleshy confines.

“Fuck,” Danni gasped as Emma’s middle finger bottomed out inside, her head dropping down to the mattress as the pace quickened.

“Are you going to be a good girl, or am I going to have to stop doing this?” Emma asked.

Danni groaned audibly and didn’t immediately answer.

Emma snickered quickly and started to withdraw.

“I’ll be good!” Danni barked and reached back to grab Emma’s wrist and stop her from removing it.

“Good,” she said simply, and waited for Danni to let go before she went ahead and pulled her finger out anyway.

“But…” Danni cried out, turning back around.

“Turn over,” Emma said softly, and offered a smile.

Danni grinned in response, then turned over in Emma’s lap. The two shifted a bit, then Emma gestured higher up on the bed. They slid completely up onto it, and she directed Danni to the pillows as she moved right next to her.

Her incredibly sexy sister laid back on the pillows as Emma moved to her side and faced her. Her hand immediately slid back down Danni’s thigh, causing her to open them a bit, the two staring at each other all the while.

“You see…” Emma began and moved her finger back down to where it grup seks yapan gaziantep escort bayan was before, only she was massaging her clit instead of sliding it back inside.

Danni was biting her lower lip, and Emma wondered briefly if it was out of apprehension, arousal, or just her older sister trying to look sexy. Whichever it was, she loved it, and felt her own arousal growing.

“…this…”

Her desire to inflict pleasure on her sister won out over her desire to prolong and punish her, and she slid one, then two fingers deep into her pussy. Danni moaned in response, her mouth falling open once more.

“…is how…”

Her pussy seemed even wetter than before and accepted both fingers snugly. She began to gently stroke, sliding them just a bit in and out while she caressed Danni’s soaked walls.

“…good girls…”

She leaned down, deftly flicking her tongue out and running it upwards across Danni’s erect nipple. She watched her sister’s chest rise and fall faster and faster, then leaned over to tongue the other.

“…get rewarded,” Emma finished, and cradled Danni’s neck with her free hand while she continued strumming with her other.

Leaning in again, she kissed Danni intensely as the moans and whimpers grew in frequency. She sat back to keep her focus on making her sister cum a few moments later.

“God… that’s so good,” Danni whined, and bit her lower lip once again.

Emma couldn’t help herself and dove back in for another deep kiss but forced herself to keep stroking as she did. Sitting back once again, she stared down at her sister’s incredible body as she fingered her.

“Please… can I cum?” Danni blurted out suddenly, causing Emma to smile in approval.

“Ooo…. good girl!” she praised, impressed that she’d asked permission. “You can cum,” Emma cooed.

Danni cried out as soon as she heard it, and Emma saw her eyes roll back as she kept up the pace of her emphatically persuading fingers. Muscles tightened and Danni’s mouth fell open as it worked in silent moans. Emma slowed her strumming and slid her two fingers as deep as she could, marveling at how tight and warm they felt.

Danni finally cried out in pleasure, gasping immediately after and reaching for Emma to pull her down. The two collapsed, one on top of the other while she recovered. Soft kisses passed back and forth, caresses and nibbles following each. The caressing turned into satisfied snuggles, and the two kissed and giggled at one another while Danni recovered.

“That was nice,” Danni whispered, then nuzzled Emma comfortably.

“You were a bad girl, but then you were a good girl,” she said. “You just get me all twisted up in knots sometimes.”

Danni giggled. “That’s the point,” she pointed out and lazily traced a line along Emma’s waist. “I like being your sub.”

“I like being your Domme,” Emma replied.

“You’re really good at it,” Danni assured her. “I have to say that I was surprised.”

“Oh?” Emma looked down at her curiously. “By me being good at it?

“Mmhmm,” Danni confirmed. “I remember a time when you were happy to be submissive to Mike.”

“I still am,” Emma countered. “I just like being your Domme too. Speaking of our brother, what do you think he’d do if he found us like this?”

Danni raised an eyebrow and winked suggestively. “I’m pretty sure it would involve his cock and both of us being forced into a coma from cumming so much.”

Emma smiled at the thought, then grinned as an idea began to form.

Danni saw her grin and looked at her inquisitively. “What?” she asked.

“I’ve got an idea,” Emma said, and reached over to take the leash in her hand. “Do you still have those handcuffs we bought before?”

“Yes, Mistress,” Danni replied, with an emphatic nod.

“You’re going to handcuff me to the bed frame so that when Mike comes home and finds us, he’s unable to control himself and has to take us both.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Danni said, grinning and moving off the bed.

Emma was still holding the leash when Danni rummaged around in the toy drawer next to the bed. She let it go, realizing that it would be better if she were nude, and slid from the bed to get undressed.

“Here they are,” Danni said, holding up a pair of steel handcuffs.

“You have the key, right?” Emma asked.

“Oh! Good point,” Danni said. “Let’s see.” She went back to rummaging around in the drawer once again. Eventually she stood back up, holding a key in one hand and the cuffs in the other. Emma had gotten completely nude by that point and reached over to take the leash once again.

“Good girl,” she praised, seeing Danni’s smile widen.

They moved back up onto the bed, Emma gently yanking on Danni’s leash, the gorgeous young woman obediently following. Moving up into position, she lifted her hands up over her head as Danni crawled up next to her. Looking at her inquisitively, Danni sat still for a few moments. Emma nodded at her with smile, grup seks yapan gaziantep bayan escort and Danni proceeded to secure both of her wrists to the bed frame.

“Is that good, Mistress?” Danni asked after she’d finished.

Emma pulled against the restraints, the metal thudding solidly against the wood, then nodded.

“What about your feet?” Danni asked.

“Hrm,” Emma said. “It would be hotter like that, don’t you think?”

Danni nodded quickly, flashing a smile.

“Maybe some rope?” Emma ventured.

“Ooo,” Danni said. “I think I have some in the closet that would work.”

She didn’t move though, and Emma smiled and nodded after a few seconds. Danni hopped off the bed and immediately went to the closet. A couple of minutes later she re-emerged holding a coil of rope and moved back to the bed. She set it down and looked up at Emma quietly.

“Tie my feet now,” she said, realizing that Danni was waiting for the command.

“Yes, Mistress,” she responded, grabbing the rope again.

Uncoiling one end, she wrapped it around an ankle and tied it securely. Next, she ran the rope down where Emma couldn’t see, then moved over to the other side of the foot of the bed and pulled it tight. Emma felt her foot being pulled to the side as Danni started tying the rope around the other foot, then to the bed as she had the other, the rope pulling Emma’s legs apart and displaying her lewdly.

“I have to say, Mistress, you look really sexy. Mike’s not gonna be able to control himself when he comes home and finds you like this.”

“Definitely,” Emma agreed as Danni slid down next to her and idly traced a line along her chest and stomach with a single finger as the two fell silent and enjoyed the moment. Danni’s fingers felt wonderful, but she moved a little too close to one of Emma’s ticklish spots at one point causing her to inhale sharply.

“Oh, sorry Mistress!” Danni said quickly, offering her a frown as well. “Did it tickle?”

Emma smirked at her briefly but then nodded.

“Total accident,” Danni added.

Her tone made it sound like she was being truthful, but Emma knew she couldn’t do much to stop her if Danni decided to go ahead and tickle her.

“I promise,” Danni said, frowning at Emma.

“Okay…” Emma said. “I just can’t really do much to stop you if you decide to be bad again.”

“I promise I’ll be good,” Danni said.

“Yeah, but I’ve heard that before. How many times have you promised to behave before you did something to earn a dozen spankings?”

Danni giggled in response and conceded the point with a nod and a shrug.

“You could always just tell me what you want me to do and see if I’m feeling like behaving,” she suggested, and resumed tracing a finger along Emma’s soft skin.

“Mmm… that could be fun,” she mused.

After a quick smile, Danni looked at her for a few moments before raising a single eyebrow and smirking. “Or… I can just do whatever little impulse comes to me.”

Emma rolled her eyes in amused resignation at the suggestion, having expected Danni to do exactly that.

“But… when I’m misbehaving and being a little brat, it’s not about trying to not be submissive,” Danni continued. “I know we kind-of started doing this on a whim, but when I really got into it, I was fully committed. The bad things I do now are always about being your sub.”

“You misbehave to get a reaction out of me,” Emma said, drawing a smile and emphatic nod.

“I want to be a good girl for you, but at the same time, I just need to misbehave so you have reason to punish me.” She was still tracing soft lines on Emma’s torso, the gentle strokes causing her arousal to grow.

“This is nice,” Emma mumbled quietly, and sighed in contentment. “I just hope Mike doesn’t take too long to come home.”

“Do I need to text him?” Danni asked.

“Not yet,” Emma said, shaking her head.

Danni nodded, then scooted closer while she continued to caress Emma’s taut flesh.

“You’re so beautiful and sexy,” she said idly.

Emma smiled and looked over into her eyes. “You really think so?”

Danni nodded. “That’s not just the submissive in me being obedient, either. I’ve been attracted to women before, but you’re just… on another level.”

Emma blushed a bit, despite her efforts not to. “Thank you,” she said eventually, her tone hushed.

Danni’s stare was boring into her, the arousal of the two growing as they gazed at one another. A long silence engulfed them before Danni slowly leaned over and kissed her, her smaller form sliding half over the top of Emma’s. Her body was warm and her skin soft as the two melded together, Emma’s hands moving up and around her head, hands still secured to the bed, as her tongue pushed inside. Delightfully persuasive and muscular, Danni’s tongue slid around and across Emma’s as their lips danced against the other’s.

Danni briefly broke the kiss a few seconds later, but moved a few inches left to her cheek and continued.

“Can I keep kissing other places?” Danni whispered, already moving down to her neck.

“Yes!” Emma said hurriedly, and briefly forgot about her hands being handcuffed. The metal thudded against the wooden rails of the headboard they were clamped around as she tried to reach down and put her arms around Danni.

“Mmm,” Danni murmured between kisses. She moved down Emma’s neck as she spoke, then moved across the soft skin of her shoulder and across to the other side. “Are you wanting me to let you out, Mistress?”

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Avertissement : Ce récit raconte la déchéance et la soumission sexuelle d’une mère de famille. Si vous n’aimez pas ce genre de récits, fermez cette histoire.

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Je me redressai et gonflai le torse en essayant de chasser l’appréhension qui me tenaillait. Je poussai les grandes portes de l’entreprise de Christine et pénétrai dans le hall d’accueil. Ma belle-mère qui se tenait à côté du distributeur de boisson vint vers moi ès qu’elle me vit. Elle paraissait beaucoup plus fraîche qu’il y a 20 minutes.

– Amène-moi à son bureau salope!

Je dus parler un peu trop fort car je vis Christine s’effrayer en regardant ses collègues féminines de la réception.

– Allez! Dis-je.

– Oui Maître. Chuchota-t-elle

Elle me conduit vers les ascenseurs et nous entrâmes dans le premier ouvert sur la droite. Une fois à l’intérieur, elle appuya sur le numéro 2. Trente secondes plus tard, l’ascenseur s’arrêta et ouvrit sur une large zone d’accueil décorée de deux grands canapés en cuir, d’un fauteuil et d’une table basse. Pour compléter ce mobilier coûteux, était accrochée au mur une télévision à écran large. Ma belle-mère me conduisit à droite de cette salle, le long d’un couloir, jusqu’à une porte décorée par une plaque dorée sur laquelle était gravé le nom du PDG : Francis MULLER. Deux autres portes portaient les noms de Daniel SUTOR et Robert WILFRIED avec la mention « ASSOCIE » collée aux patronymes. Une dernière double porte avait l’air de s’ouvrir sur une salle de conférence.

– Frappe à la porte! Ordonnai-je.

Timidement, Christine toqua deux fois puis recula.

– Entrez! Cria Francis de l’intérieur de son bureau.

Ma belle-mère hésitait alors je la poussai légèrement dans le bas du dos, manquant la faire tomber du haut de ses talons. Mais elle se stabilisa afin d’ouvrir la porte. Nous entrâmes dans l’immense bureau de Francis.

– Christine… Commença-t-il. Puis il s’arrêta lorsqu’il me vit pénétrer dans la pièce et refermer derrière moi.

Il était confus. Je devais rester confiant.

– Qui est-ce Christine? Et que voulez-vous?

Il resta assis dans son fauteuil, puissant et arrogant.

Je devais lui montrer le contrôle que j’exerçais sur son employée :

– Dis-lui qui je suis Salope!

Debout derrière elle, je regardai le changement d’expression de Francis alors que ses yeux déviaient de moi à elle. Il n’avait pas l’air paniqué.

Tout en baissant son regard vers le sol, Christine dit :

– C’est mon maître.

Francis rit, surpris.

– Votre maître! Vous devenez de plus en plus intéressante. Vous n’aviez pas l’air d’être la propriété de ce jeune homme aujourd’hui.

Il essayait de me rabaisser mais il ne s’attendait pas à ce que j’allais dire.

– Ouais. En tout cas, belle performance avec Marc et Nicolas lorsque vous lui avez éjaculé sur la figure tous les trois.

Je vis son sourire quitter lentement son visage. J’ajoutai :

– Vous allez comprendre Francis. C’est moi qui vous ai envoyé le message l’autre soir. Afin que vous vous rendiez compte des autres qualités de Christine.

– Hum…Fut tout ce qu’il trouva à dire alors je continuai :

– La femme qui se tient là est ma belle-mère Francis!

– Oh merde, c’est de plus en plus bizarre. Dit-il en s’enfonçant dans son siège.

– C’est ma belle-mère mais c’est aussi ma pute soumise. Elle fait ce que je lui dis. Et si elle se trouve dans des situations embarrassantes c’est que je l’ai décidé. Marc a installé une caméra dans son bureau. J’ai donc vu ses dernières activités de la journée et j’ai compris qu’il était temps que nous ayons une petite conversation ensemble.

J’avançai d’un pas, et attrapai une chaise sans y être invité, une façon pour moi de montrer mon assurance.

– Prenez un siège! Dit-il d’un ton sarcastique.

Je ne répondis pas à cette remarque mais je dis :

– Maintenant cela va être simple Francis. J’ai compris que ma pute va devenir une arme pour votre entreprise dans la conclusion de contrat. N’est-ce pas?

– C’est ce que j’avais prévu oui.

– J’aime bien son nouveau titre. Il sonne mieux que « pute de l’entreprise ». Voilà ce que je veux exactement…

Je me penchai sur son bureau.

– Afin que vous puissiez utiliser manken gaziantep escort ma pute comme bon vous semble, je veux pouvoir la voir en action. Cela peut se faire par l’installation d’une caméra qui me transmettra les images à la maison.

– Est-ce tout? Demanda-t-il.

– Non. Je veux aussi un pourcentage sur l’argent gagné par son corps.

Francis réfléchit un moment avant de dire :

– Pourquoi ne vous dirai-je pas de foutre le camp avant de simplement renvoyer cette salope stupide?

Il espérait économiser un peu d’argent mais il était un homme d’affaire et il connaissait la valeur de Christine. Alors j’insistai :

– Vous êtes un homme d’affaire intelligent Francis. Vous savez très bien que vous perdriez beaucoup….

Il hocha la tête, me donnant raison. Il dit :

– Mais je ne suis pas en mesure de faire installer des caméras d’ici lundi.

Je le rassurai :

– Ce n’est pas un problème. Je suis sûr que vous avez assez d’influence pour demander à quelqu’un d’enregistrer tous les événements qui se produiront dans l’attente que le matériel soit installé.

– Pas de problème. Répondit-il

Pendant notre conversation, Christine était restée en arrière, attendant comme un petit chien bien docile. Il était temps de montrer à Francis comme elle m’obéissait et de lui montrer qu’on pouvait la sodomiser, chose que Francis n’avait jamais réclamé.

– Est-ce que cela vous dérange si je vous fais la démonstration d’une qualité de votre employée que vous n’avez pas encore exploré. Je suis certain que vous pourrez, à l’avenir, en tirer avantage lors de négociations.

– Allez-y! Si cela peut me rapporter plus d’argent…

Sans même regarder ma belle-mère, je lui ordonnai :

– Enlève ton chemisier, ta jupe et ton soutien-gorge. Puis viens à côté de moi et tourne-toi vers le mur là-bas.

Quelques minutes plus tard, elle était à côté de moi en ensemble jarretelle et talons, nous tournant le dos.

– Descend ta culotte jusqu’aux genoux, penche toi en avant et écarte les jambes autant que ta culotte le permettra.

Je vis Francis très étonné de l’obéissance de Christine à mes ordres. Elle suivit mes instructions à la lettre. Elle était penchée en avant, les jambes écartées, la culotte tendue entre ses genoux, les mains sur le sol. Ses gros seins étaient visibles entre ses jambes. Ils se balançaient lorsque que son équilibre changeait.

Je constatai :

– On dirait que vos employés et vous avez bien utilisé sa petite chatte.

Je tendis la main et laissai courir mon index sur ses petites lèvres gonflées jusqu’à son clitoris. Elle soupira.

– Vous savez Francis? Il n’y a rien de mieux que de voir sa pute bien baisée pour avoir une bonne érection.

– Euhhhh…. Oui. Elle a eu sa part de sexe aujourd’hui.

Francis semblait presque gêné de parler de cela avec moi.

– Ne soyez pas gêné pour parler Francis. Elle n’est qu’une pute après tout. Il faut juste ne pas lui infliger trop de douleurs et faire en sorte qu’elle ne rentre jamais marquée à la maison étant donné qu’elle a un mari pour le moment.

– Ne vous inquiétez pas! Je n’ai aucun intérêt à ce qu’elle soit marquée. Répondit Francis.

Je demandai à Christine :

– Revenons à nos moutons. Salope? Veux-tu ma bite dans ta chatte?

– Je veux toujours Maître. Mais je suis en mauvaise position. Me dit-elle en me regardant entre ses jambes.

– Dans ce cas, tu devrais peut-être préparer ton trou du cul pour moi.

Du coin de l’œil, je vis un sourire salace s’étendre sur le visage de son patron.

Christine demanda :

– Puis-je changer de position Maître?

– Non! Tu es très bien comme ça.

Sa main droite agrippa plus fermement le sol tandis que sa main gauche partit vers ses fesses. Un puis deux doigts pénétrèrent son cul serré. Elle gémit tout en travaillant son anus afin qu’il accepte ma bite.

En me levant et descendant pantalon et caleçon, libérant mon membre gonflé, je lui demandai :

– Es-tu prête Chienne?

– Pas encore Maître.

Elle haleta en accélérant le rythme de ses doigts. Je lui donnai une minute en discutant avec son patron.

– Pourquoi n’avez-vous pas encore utilisé son cul Francis? J’aurais cru que vous gaziantep manken escort le fassiez aujourd’hui.

– Hum…. Pour convaincre des clients tenaces, je leur aurais peut-être proposé.

– Et bien Francis, laissez-moi vous montrer quel genre de pute nous avons là. Enlève ta main maintenant!

Sa main quitta ses fesses et fur de retour à côté de l’autre sur le sol. Elle se prépara. Son anus paraissait humide mais je savais qu’elle n’avait pas assez préparé le passage. Je m’avançai vers elle et mon gland tapa les lèvres charnues de sa chatte. Mon membre glissa vers le haut. Je dis :

– Plie un peu les genoux salope.

Elle ajusta immédiatement sa position, avançant les mains. Ses fesses chutèrent vers le bas, me facilitant l’accès.

– Arghhhhh

Christine grogna alors que je poussai mon gland au milieu de ses fesses. Ma bite rencontra la résistance de son anus encore serré. Je continuai à forcer, obligeant ma belle-mère à affirmer son équilibre avec ses mains.

– Ouille….. Ouillle….. merde….

Elle répéta ces mots puis cria quand son anus céda et ma bite la pénétra.

– ARGGGGGGHHHHH.

Je ne tentai pas de me retenir. Mon membre entra complétement, mes couilles tapant sa chatte humide. Ma soumise gémissait, la respiration lourde. Je commençai à coulisser lentement, profitant de la sensation de son trou du cul incroyablement serré sur ma bite. Mais après trois à quatre minutes, je labourai Christine, la renversant presque. Soudainement, elle eut un orgasme frénétique. Ses bras cédèrent et elle tomba sur le sol.

Je m’assis sur la chaise en face de Francis qui écarquillait les yeux en branlant paresseusement sa grosse queue qu’il avait sorti de son pantalon.

J’ordonnai à ma belle-mère toujours affalé sur le sol :

– Ramène ton cul sur ma bite Salope!

Elle se remit sur ses pieds, et vint se tenir devant moi, la face tournée vers son patron. Je rajoutai :

– J’attends!

Immédiatement, elle commença à abaisser ses grosses fesses rondes vers mon membre. Et sans utiliser ses mains, elle s’empala avec une grande facilité. Je parvins à incliner ma tête sur le côté, regardant Francis se branler et sourire de toutes ses dents alors que Christine rebondissait sur ma bite. Mais je n’étais pas sûr que son patron puisse bien voir :

– Comment est la vue Francis? Vous pouvez voir son cul engloutir ma queue?

– J’ai une belle vue sur ses seins.

– Il vous faut une meilleure vue. Mets tes pieds sur mes cuisses Salope, et écarte bien les jambes que ton patron ne rate rien du spectacle.

Elle obéit instantanément.

– Aie! Criai-je, Enlève tes talons Salope!

Elle se pencha en avant, ma bite encore dans son cul, afin de détacher les boucles de ses chaussures. Puis elle mit ses mains derrière elle, sur ma poitrine et écarta les jambes en grand. Alors qu’elle essayait de trouver son équilibre mon sexe sortit et frotta sa chatte et la raie de ses fesses. Je demandai :

– Comment est la vue Francis?

– Beaucoup mieux. Oui beaucoup mieux.

– Montre à ton patron que tu aimes prendre ma queue au fond de ton cul. Je veux que tu baises jusqu’à ce que tu jouisses deux fois. Ok Chienne?

– Oui Maître.

En me répondant, elle abaissa son merveilleux cul sur mon membre dressé et s’accroupit jusqu’à ce qu’elle ne puisse plus. Je me mis à l’aise, appréciant cette chevauchée et imaginant Francis appréciant le spectacle et imaginant toutes les possibilités autres que lui offrait sa « Faciliteuse de contrat ».

Environ huit minutes plus tard, ma belle-mère jouis avec un cri me déchirant les oreilles. Elle se tint enfoncée sur ma bite pendant que ses jambes tremblaient sur mes cuisses, son orgasme secouant tout son corps. Quelques instants plus tard, s’étant remise, elle recommença à s’empaler avec rythme sur ma bite, recherchant une dernière jouissance. Mais après quinze minutes, elle fatigua et son mouvement de bas en haut sur ma verge devint plus lent. Ses bras flanchaient si bien qu’elle était presque couchée sur moi. Voulant montrer à son patron le degré de soumission de son employé, je fixais un défi presque impossible dans son état.

– Tu jouis dans les prochaines trois minutes Salope, ou alors ta chatte endolorie gaziantep manken escort bayan va encore souffrir.

Elle essaya d’accélérer le rythme mais elle était de plus en plus faible. Le mouvement cessa lorsque les trois minutes furent passées. Elle savait qu’elle n’avait pas réussi le défi. Ce qu’elle ne savait pas, c’est que ce serait son patron qui lui baiserait sa chatte. Je voulais lui montrer qu’elle pourrait sceller un contrat non pas avec un seul client mais avec deux s’il le fallait. En regardant par-dessus le corps de Christine encore empalé sur mon sexe, ses jambes écartées, je demandai :

– Francis? Voulez-vous la baiser?

En se levant et riant il répondit :

– Je suppose que ce serait impoli de refuser. Que voulez-vous que je fasse?

– Elle ne m’a pas obéi en loupant son défi. Alors pourquoi ne prendriez-vous pas sa chatte pendant que je reste dans son cul?

– Non, Non, Pas tous les deux, Maître!

Christine gémit mais ne ferma pas les jambes pour autant.

– Tu n’as rien à me refuser Chienne. Et puis tu sais bien qu’au travail tu dois faire ce que te demande ton patron. N’est-ce pas Francis?

– Exact. Répondit-il.

– Je pense que tu devrais présenter des excuses à ton chef Christine. S’il veut que l’on t’encule, tu ne dois pas refuser. Dis-je dans son oreille.

– Je suis désolé M. MULLER.

Elle gémit alors qu’il se tenait en face d’elle, son gros membre menaçant sa chatte évasée.

– Je pense que tu devrais supplier ton patron de baiser ta chatte jusqu’à ce que tu jouisses. Et ensuite lui dire que ton trou du cul est à sa disposition. Murmurai-je de nouveau à son oreille.

Elle gémit :

– M. MULLER?

– Oui Salope?

Il frottait son membre sur les lèvres enflées du sexe de ma belle-mère.

– S’il vous plait, baisez moi et faite moi JOUIR.

Elle haleta quand Francis écarta les lèvres de son sexe avec le gland de son gros membre.

– Je vais te faire jouir Salope, ne t’inquiète pas.

Il plongea sa verge lentement, augmentant sa sensation d’être complétement pénétré avec ma bite dans son cul.

– Et… AHHHHH…. après que j’ai joui, mon cul…. sera à VOUS…..

Elle cria lorsqu’il la remplit complétement avec son membre. Je pouvais sentir la pression qu’exerçait l’homme sur nous deux. Il était plus grand et fort que moi. Mais je pus sortir légèrement ma queue du cul de Christine afin de pouvoir la pilonner de nouveau. De son côté, Francis la baisa avec de longs coups puissants en s’assurant de complétement la pénétrer à chaque fois.

Christine, en sandwich entre nous deux gémissait, sa tête déposée sur mon épaule, ses yeux fermés, ses seins ballotant au rythme des pénétrations. Elle faisait d’étranges petits bruits entre grognements, gémissements, et cris. Puis elle nous annonça qu’elle allait jouir. Je sentis les muscles de son cul se serrer autour de ma bite. Je vis que Francis avait cessé de la baiser, sentant surement la chatte se serrer autour de son membre. Je dis :

– Je crois qu’il est temps que vous l’enculiez Francis!

Le patron sortit son sexe de celui de Christine pendant que je la poussai en avant afin de me dégager et de me lever. Dès que je fus parti du fauteuil, ma belle-mère se laissa tomber dedans, ses jambes ne pouvant la soutenir.

Sans attendre ni demander, Francis prit chacune des jambes de la femme et les balança sur chaque accoudoir du fauteuil. Il souleva ses fesses et la tira un peu en avant, de façon qu’elle soit près du bord. Et il pénétra son anus pour la première fois.

Christine gémit très fort quand il glissa sa queue à l’intérieur. Ses yeux restaient fermés, son corps abandonné à son patron.

Je vins sur le côté afin de malmener un petit peu ses seins et ses mamelons. Mais elle ne réagit pas, ne pouvant donner plus.

Elle était trop fatiguée pour jouir à nouveau. Alors Francis utilisa son cul jusqu’au moment où il éjacula tout au fond. Une fois qu’il fut ressorti, je pris sa chatte afin de lui laisser mon propre sperme.

Francis et moi regardâmes ma belle-mère abusée par tous les trous avec du sperme gouttant sur le sol. Nous nous sommes habillés et avons scellé notre accord avec une poignée de main.

Je dis à Christine de reprendre ses vêtements. Le chemin jusqu’à l’ascenseur et la réception fut laborieux car elle arrivait à peine à tenir sur ses talons. Une fois à la voiture, elle se laissa tomber sur la banquette et s’endormit.

Je décidai de la laisser tranquille jusqu’à son premier jour de travail dans ses nouvelles fonctions.

à suivre….

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Kinks served: Humiliation, Masturbation, Porn addiction, Gooning, Seduction, LezDom, Degradation, Blowjob, Facial, Group sex, Sibling Exploitation

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Description:

Lucy is a girl with a masturbation problem. As a “socially dysfunctional chronic masturbator,” mother has all but given up on her oldest daughter. Instead, she simply supplies her with birth control, since she’s little more than “a useful hole for strange men,” and, instead, puts what little energy she has into keeping her youngest daughter shielded from the outside world.

Lucy has become so inundated with hardcore pornography, that she now has trouble separating porn from reality. When her younger sister, Rachel, gets a little too curious about what Lucy does all the time in her room, she finds herself being sucked down the rabbit hole of depravity that Lucy’s life has become.

Chapter One: Never Touched

As eighteen-year-old Rachel passed by her sister’s room, an odd sound she couldn’t place caught her ear through the closed door. It was something like a soft, electric hum. Lucy didn’t like to be bothered when her door was closed, so Rachel crept quietly to it and placed her ear against the thin wood, hoping that Lucy wouldn’t catch her. Her older sister’s wrath was not something she liked to bring down on herself. It wasn’t that Lucy was mean. Not exactly. She just had this way of making Rachel feel small and silly, which she guessed she was, and the way she did it gave Rachel a funny feeling, like an excited buzz that she’d never quite been able to understand.

Rachel’s heart thudded loudly in her ears as she leaned to the door, inwardly cursing her own curiosity. She just couldn’t help it. She wanted to know everything about everything and it had gotten her into some trouble from time to time. Especially with Lucy. Sometimes, she snuck into her older sister’s room to snoop. It wasn’t malicious. There was nothing in particular that she was looking for. She was, simply, curious. The older girl knew so much more. She had experience. Rachel just liked to know what it was that older girls did, thought about, and liked.

Ear pressed to the door, Rachel could make out the muffled sound of the electric hum, as well as another sound, softer, feminine, like that of a hot sigh of breathy pleasure. What was Lucy doing? For a moment, she wondered if her sister was okay. Maybe she was in pain. Perhaps something was wrong. Experimentally, her hands trembling, Rachel touched the door handle and felt it give. It was unlocked. Lucy, likely, thought she was alone in the house. Normally, their mother would have driven Rachel to the library and dropped her off for a few hours on a Saturday. Today, though, her mother had been called into work, which left Rachel at home.

She carefully eased the door handle down, moving very slowly and deliberately. It wasn’t that she wanted to spy, she told herself, she was just curious. What were those sounds? The handle clicked, more loudly than Rachel would have hoped and she winced, her hand resting on the handle as she waited to see if Lucy had noticed the sound. Seconds passed as she waited, her blood rushing in her ears and a feeling of perverse excitement coursing through her. Nothing happened. The humming continued. The soft moans and whimpers became a bit louder.

Carefully, with agonizing slowness, Rachel let the handle up and let the door crack open. She gave herself just the barest of cracks to look through, and what she saw didn’t really make sense. She tried to puzzle it out. Lucy lay on her bed, her back propped up against a small stack of pillows. She wore earbuds and resting on her bed was her laptop. Her sister was naked, which gave Rachel a shock, but it was what was happening between her sister’s spread legs that really ramped up Rachel’s terrible curiosity.

Lucy held some kind of long, white thing between her legs and she was pressing it against her hoo hoo as she looked at her computer and made little moaning sounds. Whatever she was doing it didn’t seem like she was in pain. Quite the opposite. It looked like she was really enjoying it! Lucy’s legs trembled and quaked. The hand not holding the white thing groped and toyed with her boobs and little tremors ran up and down her body in a way that made Rachel feel warm between her legs watching it.

Rachel şahinbey escort stood, entranced, watching Lucy touch herself, and feeling that strange warmth. Recently, that hot feeling from between her legs had begun to happen more frequently. It wasn’t often. Sometimes, when a boy she thought was cute smiled at her, or when her eyes lingered a little too long on another girl’s boobs, while she wondered if hers would get that big.

Other times, she’d touch her own little handful-sized orbs and the hot feeling would get really intense, but it happened most often when she showered and washed herself between the legs. Watching her sister doing those same things, she started to wonder if that was going to happen to her, too. Unconsciously, her hand slipped between her own legs, much like Lucy’s, and she began to rub herself through her pajama shorts, making the warm feeling grow.

Lucy’s eyes shifted from the laptop and met her own. Rachel’s breath caught in her throat. For just a second, her sister stared at her, the open-mouthed look of pleasure turning to anger, and then she dropped the white thing on the bed.

“Goddammit, Rachel!” Lucy yelled.

Rachel shrieked and fled down the hall as her naked sister leaped from the bed and tore toward the door. She shut and locked her bedroom door just seconds before the sound of Lucy’s fist banged against it.

“You little pervert!” Lucy yelled and hit the door again.

Rachel pressed her back to the door, as though her small body would lend some kind of added protection against her sister’s fury. She felt the door tremble as Lucy tried the handle, found it locked, and then banged it again. Rachel began to cry, cursing her stupid curiousity. Lucy went quiet, but Rachel could still sense her on the other side of the door. She continued to cry, sobbing in fright. A few tense, silent moments passed.

“Rachel,” Lucy said, the anger gone from her voice, “Rachel, open the door. I’m sorry. I’m not mad.”

Rachel trembled and continued to cry, feeling ashamed and stupid. Why couldn’t she just leave well enough alone? She always had to know.

“Rachel, come on. Don’t cry. Open the door. Please?”

Rachel wiped at her eyes and slowly got to her feet, turned, and looked at the door. She turned the handle. The lock snicked. She opened the door, hanging her head, trying to look as small and pathetic as possible. Lucy pushed the door open, her lips pressed in a flat line as she stood naked in the doorway. Rachel blushed at the sight of her nudity. Her sister let herself in and put her arms around her, pulling Rachel’s head between her naked breasts.

“You little brat,” Lucy said, “What did you do that for?”

Rachel began to sob again, feeling ashamed.

“I’m… I’m sorry,” she choked, “I just heard a noise and I wanted to see if you were okay.”

Lucy stroked her hair, the warmth of her nude body feeling comforting as her sister shushed her like a baby.

“You and that curious fucking head of yours,” Lucy admonished her playfully, “I’m fine. I was just playing with my cunt.”

Rachel gasped at the dirty word. She’d heard it a few times on TV, and when she’d asked her mother what it meant, it had earned her a quick slap across the cheek and a warning to never say it again. It had not answered the question. Later, she’d looked it up online and felt dirty and hot between the legs, again.

“I’m sorry,” she said again, not sure what else to say.

Lucy sighed and said, “Well, next time you want to watch just fucking knock first, alright?”

Next time? Rachel turned her tear-streaked eyes upward curiously. She just couldn’t help it.

“Next time?” she asked.

Lucy smiled and Rachel felt better.

“If you really want to watch, it’s okay. I mean, it’s kind of kinky, but that’s sort of hot. Is that what turns you on? Watching?”

“What?” Rachel asked, not understanding the question.

“Does watching turn you on?” Lucy asked again, cocking her head.

“I don’t… I don’t know.”

“When you masturbate. When you play with your cunt, do you think about watching other people?”

“I don’t… I don’t do that!” Rachel said, blushing.

Lucy furrowed her brows curiously, looking her sister over, a look of disbelief on her face.

“You… you don’t?” she asked.

Rachel shook her head. Lucy’s lips spread up into a grin that made Rachel feel slightly uncomfortable. Something in the way she looked at her made Rachel shift her feet. She’d never seen someone look at her like that. The look made her squirm, but also caused that hot feeling to come back and make her skin warm.

“Come with me, brat. You want to learn something?” Lucy asked.

Rachel could not resist the pull of those words. Of course, she did. Lucy held her hand and guided her back down the hall to her room, where she locked the door and led her to the bed. She pulled Rachel down with her, pushing the laptop and the white thing out of the way. She made no attempt to hide her naked şahinbey escort bayan body, instead settling Rachel in on her side next to her, so that they lay facing one another.

“You seriously haven’t ever played with yourself?” Lucy asked.

Rachel shook her head.

“Never?”

“No.”

“Okay. I’m going to teach you something that every girl needs to know, alright?”

Rachel nodded, her eyes shining with curiosity.

“You have to be naked, like me,” Lucy instructed.

Rachel blushed.

“Rach, it’s okay. Hey,” she stroked back Rachel’s hair, the delicate touch making Rachel feel more comfortable, “don’t be afraid of it. You’re beautiful. Being naked is beautiful. It’s how people were made. Trust me. You’re going to like this. A lot.”

Rachel still wasn’t sure, but she did trust Lucy. She nodded her head and sat up, slowly pulling off her shirt, a red flush creeping up her body. She tossed the shirt aside, unsnapped her little bra, and then wiggled out of her shorts, kicking them off the bed.

“Panties, too,” Lucy said, something in her voice changing, the tone now huskier, somehow hotter. The sound of it made Rachel tingle. She pulled the panties down her legs and tossed them on the floor.

“You really are pretty,” Lucy said again, and slid her hand up Rachel’s naked hip, tracing it along the curve of her waist and up along her bare side, where her hand came to rest at the back of her neck, toying with a lock of hair. The feeling sent a shiver down Rachel’s spine, making Lucy smile at the sight of it.

“Is this okay?” Rachel said, her heart beat wild, “Are we supposed to be naked together?”

Lucy shook her head and said, “It’s only naughty for brothers and sisters. Don’t tell mom, cause she’s kind of weird about things, but it’s okay. Trust me.”

Lucy’s hand moved back down her body, caressing the swell of Rachel’s small breast, her nail raking lightly over her nipple and making it stiffen. Rachel bit her lip at the good feeling. Her hand continued its exploration, Lucy’s nail gliding along her bare tummy, and finally, it reached the lightly tufted mound between her legs. Rachel parted her legs on some instinct, butterflies in her stomach as her sister moved to feel her.

“I’m going to teach you about your cunt,” Lucy said, her voice throaty.

Rachel blushed at the word.

“Cunt or pussy,” Lucy said again, “not that stupid baby word. You’re grown the fuck up, now, Rach. It’s time you learned about yourself. Do you want me to teach you how to make yourself feel good? Not like a little girl. Like a woman.”

Her curiosity in full control and her head feeling warm and buzzy, Rachel agreed. She’d barely finished nodding her head when Lucy pressed her lips lightly against her own, the warmth and softness of them taking her by surprise and making her inhale sharply at the contact. Lucy’s hand gripped her hip possessively, causing her to shudder. Her sister’s lips pressed again and this time her tongue snaked outward and ran along the length of Rachel’s lips, leaving a slick coating that her own tongue flicked out to taste. When she did, the tips of their tongues met and Rachel moaned softly.

The warmth between her legs had come back with a vengeance and the strange feeling caused a foggy sensation in her head, like she wasn’t really present, as if she was more of an observer. Lucy’s tongue touched hers again, just a bit more aggressively, and then it parted her lips and it was in her mouth.

The feel of her sister’s lips closing against her own, the way they seemed to melt into her and the sound of the wet smack as they massaged her own, made the hairs on Rachel’s neck stand on end. Her whole body seemed to be buzzing pleasantly, and Lucy’s hands moving slowly up and down her back caused the heat between her legs to turn into a moist warmth like nothing she’d ever felt.

Lucy took Rachel’s hand and placed it on her own naked hip, and then she returned to stroking her. Rachel’s palm was sweaty as it rested on her nude flesh, her fingers trembling as she moved it first an inch, and then another, slowly mimicking the motion of Lucy’s touch on her own body. There was a feeling of electricity in her fingertips as they glided over Lucy’s more rounded curves. Her wider hips, the more graceful dip in her waist, then the swell of her breast under Rachel’s hand as her sister’s tongue explored her mouth, adding fuel to the fire that was now threatening to engulf her whole being.

Lucy’s fingers slid between her legs and touched her hoo– her pussy, and Rachel could feel the sensation of wetness there, coating her sister’s probing fingers. She moaned into Lucy’s mouth and squeezed her breast softly, bringing a reciprocatory moan from her sister.

Rachel’s whole body tingled with little pinpricks of pleasure when Lucy began to smear the wetness around her delicate folds, her fingers gently pressing between them into the tight little slit, rubbing back and forth along its length, until escort bayan şahinbey Rachel felt her body quivering in much the same way she’d seen Lucy’s do earlier. This was what Lucy had been doing to herself? It felt so good! She’d never felt anything like it.

Lucy broke their kiss and looked into her eyes. Rachel’s parted lips trembled as Lucy’s fingers worked deftly between her legs. Her sister stared back into her eyes and her gaze looked slightly lost, like she was wandering in her own thoughts, but they held an intense and excited feeling that was impossible to communicate with words. She licked at her lips as she watched Rachel tremble and pant, an excited smile playing her lips up at the corners.

“Fuck, yes,” Lucy hissed, “That’s so hot, Rach. I want you to cum. Fucking want you to cum for me!”

Rachel wasn’t sure what that meant, exactly, and at this moment it was hard to really care. She felt something like an intense wave building up in her gut, emanating from her pussy and creeping its way up her body, setting every hair on end. She couldn’t control her breathing. She panted like a thirsty dog as Lucy worked her fingers faster, and then her sister touched some kind of magic spot at the cleft of her pussy and Rachel saw stars as the sexy wave rocketed up her body and enveloped her mind in an all-consuming feeling of bliss.

Lucy mashed her lips against Rachel’s as her head burst with pleasure. Rachel moaned loudly into her mouth, her whole body jerking as her sister’s fingers played her body like an instrument, sending it into writhing, spasming contortions that made her grunt like an animal as their lips smacked hotly. Lucy’s fingers withdrew but continued to softly strum the wetness between Rachel’s slit, causing the intense wave to recede to a level that allowed her mind to operate again.

“Fuck! That was so hot!” Lucy hissed, “You want some more?”

Rachel nodded her head eagerly, curious to see how many more times she could feel that way. Her entire being seemed to be singing with pleasure.

“Come up here,” Lucy instructed, and she sat up, then back against the little pillow cushion. She drew Rachel in, settling her between her own spread legs so that her naked breasts pressed into Rachel’s back.

Her head in a delicious fog, Rachel allowed her sister to position her how she liked, trusting that Lucy would know how to make her feel good like that again. Her sister took up the white thing she’d been using earlier, and clicked a button on it. The electric hum started up. Lucy kissed the back of her neck, just behind her ear and she shivered. Her sister’s hand squeezed her breast, her fingers pinching lightly at the hard, sensitive nipple. Lucy moved the humming thing between Rachel’s spread legs and pressed it against her wet, naked pussy.

Rachel’s body spasmed, jerking against her naked sister and she yelped at the insanely pleasurable sensation of the vibrations pulsing through her. The vibrator began to work the wave back up her body, making her tremble and shake as Lucy toyed with her breasts, kissed at her neck, and whispered softly in her ear.

“You’re such a sexy little slut, Rach,” Lucy said, and the dirty word made Rachel buck against the vibrator, pressing her pussy harder against it as the wave built, “I’m gonna do this to you every day from now on. Would you like that? Would you like to let your big sister make your cunt feel so good?”

“Yeah…” Rachel heard herself hiss.

Lucy held her tight, her hand groping and squeezing her breast, the vibrator pressed hard against her excited pussy as the wave began to overtake her senses again. Her head felt so hot and the corners of her vision darkened. Rachel felt sweat building, slick and itchy between their bodies as she quaked in her sister’s arms, the peak of the wave about to crest.

Then, Lucy pulled the vibrator away, making Rachel groan in protest as the feeling began to fade. Rachel wiggled her hips and whined. She could feel Lucy smile behind her and then she pressed the thing back to her pussy, making her gasp as the pleasure began to build again.

“You want more, don’t you?” Lucy hissed, “You want to cum so fucking hard for me.”

“Mmm!” Rachel moaned, panting as Lucy tugged at her nipple, pulling it outward painfully and letting it go, then repeating the motion again as the vibrations pushed her brain back to the euphoric state that she wanted so much to feel again.

Lucy pulled the toy again, just before she could go over the edge and Rachel shook, huffing in frustration.

“Please,” she heard herself whisper.

“Please?” Lucy asked.

“Please! Do it again!”

Lucy pressed the toy back and Rachel sighed with relief as the pleasure shot back up. Her sister repeated the process half a dozen more times until Rachel felt like she was going to lose her mind. The continual denial, just as the wave was about to break, was maddening.

“I want you to tell me that you’re my slut,” Lucy hissed, “and then I’ll let you cum.”

“I’m your slut!” Rachel said, without hesitation, not caring what it meant.

Lucy pressed the toy back against her, held her, kissed at her neck, and finally allowed her to go over the edge. Rachel jerked in her arms, her body thrashing as the release finally came. She actually felt tears on her cheeks as the intensity of it sent such a wave of relief along with the wave of pleasure.

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Well, long dicks were preferable, and they were the first to get in Macy’s hot mouth. Macy was licking and sucking new cocks in a very spunky manner, but even though, there were too many cocks, and the guys couldn’t wait. One of them was really weird. He was patting Macy’s cheeks with the dickhead while she was sucking somebody else’s penis. I thought it was time I let somebody else use my girlfriend’s asshole.

As soon as I made a step aside the guys circled round her body so I didn’t see anything at all. But I could hear her moan, the guys groan and sigh. I suddenly realized it would take me time to get my turn to fuck MY girlfriend so I decided to go get myself some beer first.

Guys in the hall were gushing about the new girl who lets everybody fuck her holes. Yeah, Macy stole the show. When I peeked in the room, I saw her impaling her holes on new cocks, those were new guys coming in the room to take part in the gangbang, while the rest were sitting around, happy, satisfied, watching the show. Macy was on her knees, a guy was pounding her wet slit, while she was giving head to some other guy standing in front of her. Her soft butt was trembling with every hard friction. I saw a line of guys, waiting for their turn to screw her tireless pussy, mouth and shithole.
I couldn’t help but admire my babe’s enthusiastic performance. She was so zealous sucking their stems. The slut was ready to get all the new cocks inside her body. I looked round to see smiling faces. She was a great fucker, everyone was perfectly satisfied!

A large guy was fucking Macy in the doggy style, cumming on her round butt. There was a lot of sperm on her back, some was dry, some was dripping on the bed sheet. He was surely not the first to cum on her butt that looked wet and slippy in the lamp light. I knew for sure that everyone of Macy’s new lovers would be happy to fuck her again, and I knew Macy was anticipating the fun.

A new guy took his place to ram her vagina, while she was yavuzeli escort vigorously sucking some new pink dickhead. I just wondered how come she managed to do so many things at once! She was sucking a dick, while her hands were jerking two more, she was so insatiable, filled with lust and never ending desire to fuck harder and longer every time she got a new cock in her insides. I was fascinated by her manner to let strangers use her holes freely and do anything with her: they could feel up her breasts, caress her hands, fondle her butt and her back.

Everytime she saw a new penis in front of her face, before sucking it deep in her mouth she looked in the guy’s face with admiration and love, equally pleasing a fatso with a huge belly, a muscular guy with a huge cock and big balls, or a geek with an average size pecker. Her pussy was never empty and waiting for caress. One dick was replaced by another, it was a non stop sex marathon! Whenever Macy felt het pussy free of a dick, she looked round and twittered something like: “OK, so who’s the next?” Judging by her face, she was thrilled to feel and be treated like a real whore.

There was camera snapping heard from every corner. The guys used their phones to get a pic of Macy sucking two cocks at once, or getting ass-drilled, or getting a cumshot on her back.

All of a sudden, Macy jumped off the dick ramming her, turned round and lay on her back, spreading her legs wide, invitingly. She beckoned a guy in a motley bandana. He came up to the girl and entered her pussy with his penis. I saw her looking at me from behind his wide shoulder while he was fucking her hard. She was smiling smugly. A door flung open and I saw a girl stepping inside the room. She glanced at the bed, said ‘oops’ and shut the door the same moment. It made everyone laugh but it didn’t mean the gang bang was over. The man in the bandana was groaning silently, showing Macy was really really good at fucking yavuzeli escort bayan no mater what position she took.

Macy was smiling lustfully getting a new prick in her insatiable gushing slit. She was never satisfied. She was a real nymphomaniac. She was always hungry for group sex. So, her mouth was soon stuffed with a new cock. She was so skillful at blowjob! She was protruding her lips, pressing them tight round the stem, helping herself with a hand… she opened her mouth drinking sperm. Some drops hit her cheeks and lips.

The party host came in the room. He entered her mouth with his cock, closed his eyes in pleasure and enjoyed the fun, pounding his balls against her chin. Then he entered her hot pussy to screw Macy. While she was impaling her slit on his penis she got another dick in her mouth, squeezing the balls in her hand, pleasing the guy with her lips.

If only all those studs knew Macy had a boyfriend and he didn’t mind watching her fooling around with somebody else and was watching her performance right there in the room, they would be all really surprised and ‘d surely consider me a total pervert and freak.

The next in the row was a guy with a fringe. I remember seeing him when we just got in the house. Macy whispered she didn’t like him. But a couple of hours later she let him screw her anyway! His dick was first dipping in her hole, then he sped up. He was fucking her for a couple of minutes, then he made a couple of deep frictions and came in her twat.

“Juicy slut,” he commented.

There were many people in the room but some of Macy’s partners left right after cumming. The line of newcomers was endless. There seemed to be new guys coming every few minutes. Macy was so into the bang that seemed she didn’t even notice new cocks were coming over an over again, all she really gave a shit about was having a cock in her mouth and her holes. She was winking at me, cheering her partners escort yavuzeli up. She did enjoy the drill! She was trying to get all of the cum in her mouth, she’d already drunk a lot of semen! I saw her lie with her legs spread wide and her juices stream down on the bed.
By the end of the party Macy was on the bed with three most insatiable studs, with all other partners sitting around the place watching a great show of petite Macy and three huge guys ramming her holes. The guys saw she was so sex-crazed she was ready for anything, so they were fucking her in a foursome with one of them lying on the bed and Macy mounting him, with the second entering her asshole, and the last one getting his dick in her mouth. It was so awesome to see my girlfriend squeezed between their bodies and two hard stems sliding to and fro in her holes…. I was ecstatic!
When the party was over, Macy went to take a shower and was about to go home. On her way out of the house some guy pressed her against the wall, bent her frontward, raised her skirt, took his hard penis out of his jeans and entered her pussy. Macy didn’t really mind it. Somebody else heard the noise and joined the pair. The one, fucking her didn’t get enough yet, so seemed there was gonna be a fight. Macy lifted her eyes at the newcomer and said:

“Stop quarreling boys, I’ll please you both.”

Well, as soon as the first guy’d climaxed, Macy let her new friend ram her pussy real hard.

So, after that party Macy became a renowned whore in the neighborhood. Once soon after that party, one of the guys who had a foursome with her, invited her over to a party with his friends, clearly stating that they needed her there to have a wild gangbang. He promised her many new hard cocks, and Macy just couldn’t say no.

Later she told me she had a fuck with five guys, pleasing them all together and having fun with all five of them individually. She said she was walking round the house naked, letting them fuck her anytime they wanted. By the end of the day four more guys arrived, so she had to suck cocks of all four of them.

So, while writing it now and I’ve just got a message from Macy reading: “2 guys’ve just fucked me hard. One was fuckin’ my cunt and I was suckin’ the other. It was great.”

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As my wife finished jerking off our new friend Bob onto her tits while I filmed it; the thought occurred to me how our lives changed so drastically so fast. It was only a few days ago that Fiona and I were talking about how our love life had gotten so boring.

“Dave we need to spice things up a little in the sack.”

“What do you want to do about that? Want to try some toys or dirty movies?”

“Yeah I like the idea of toys but the movies don’t thrill me. I’d rather see it live it has more impact when I see strangers making love.”

“Ok let’s go to the adult store tomorrow and see what we find, that sound alright?”

Snuggling closer to me on the couch she kissed my cheek smiled with raised eyebrows and slipped her hand into my shorts fondling my semi-hard cock, “Ok, just thinking about it has me excited!”

Apparently it turned her on a bunch. We ended up doing some things we only save for birthdays and special occasions.

The next afternoon we went to the Adult Sex Shop out by the mall. I felt a little nervous about being there with her, but when I saw her enthusiasm and how she didn’t even giggle picking up different types of dildos, butt plugs or cock rings.

“Dave, look at the size of this rubber cock! It must be twelve inches long!” She moved over to the shelves with sex lubes and flavored gels, “Hum, I’m going to get the flavors I like first. Pick some out you like and we’ll have a feast later!” she pressed against me and grinned.

I decided to get into it too so I picked out some flavors like Mango, Pineapple, chocolate and cherry. Fiona got Peach, Apple, Strawberry and Peanut Butter. I started to count the cost then stopped. No way was I going to complain about of the expense today.

Following behind her as she went down the toy aisle she got a ten inch vibrator with another part that went inside the anus, it was called a rabbit. Looking at me she smiled, “Let’s try this one baby. At least it’s the size I’m used to, and with this other thing it should add something different.”

She wasn’t kidding either; I was privileged to have a ten inch long and thick shafted cock. When we fist started dating five years ago she couldn’t get enough of it and I was only glad enough to let her. Now we just fell into a routine of work, home and twice a month sex, usually in the same positions and duration.

A little further down she motioned me over. Holding a vibrating butt plug up she said, “What the hell is this for?”

Taking it from her I held it next to her breast rubbing her nipple and whispered, “This end goes in your ass,” turning it on she smiled, “I think you can figure out the rest,” I smiled and kissed her ear sticking my tongue in quickly.

“Oh my, well we need to get one of these definitely!” her nipples were rock hard and her face was flushed.

Almost to the end of the aisle she found a strap on dildo. With it still in her hand she turned, looked me in the eye with a big smile and placed it in the basket, “I think we may need to have one of these too!”

She knew I liked to have her finger in my ass to stimulate my prostate while I ejaculated so this was a huge turn on for me. Looking around to make sure no one was close I reached down and adjusted my erection to make it more comfortable.

Watching me she giggled, “I would help but they might kick us out,” she slipped by me and rubbed my hard cock.

Next we looked at some clothing, which is a loose term more like pieces of clothing. She didn’t think any of it was sexy at all until she found a bustier in black silk with matching silk stockings and garter belt. Holding it up against her she said, “Oh yeah baby, this is sexy!” throwing it in the basket we made our way to the check-out counter.

The young girl behind the counter smiled at us and asked if we found everything ok.

Fiona said, “Oh yes and then some!”

The girl laughed, “Usually when women come in here the husband checks out while she stands back looking embarrassed. It’s very refreshing to see a woman who knows what she wants. Is it the first time you guys have been in here?”

Fiona nods her head, “Yes, at first I felt a little weird but decided to just take it all in and the hell with it.”

Stacking their purchase on the counter she separated the fake cocks from the lotions and lubes. Ringing up the sex lubes first she bagged them up commenting on her favorites. Picking up the rabbit she opened the battery compartment and reached down pulling out the batteries for it from a box under the counter, “This is a good choice I have one too and let me tell you, honey, wow! You’ll have an orgasm that will curl your toes. My girlfriend and I used it on each other and I think we both fell in love with it; she keeps stealing it from me.”

Fiona laughed, “Well I don’t have a girl friend to share it with only my husband. I’m sure he won’t steal it.”

When the girl mentioned her girlfriend my cock twitched.

The young lady introduced her self, “I’m Traci cimcif gaziantep escort by the way,” she stuck out her hand.

“Hi Traci, I’m Fiona and this is Dave,” she shook her hand and stepped aside.

“Nice to meet you Traci,” I tell her trying not to stare at her large breasts, green eyes and trim figure.

She looks me over and says hi, “Fiona you better hold onto Dave, not many men come in here trying to buy this kind of stuff with their wives. Usually it’s gay guys or some guys buying gag gifts. Are you trying to spice things up? If you don’t mind my asking.”

Fiona is definitely not shy around this girl, “Yes we are, you see we’ve been married for several years and both felt it was time to get the juices flowing again, in a manner of speaking,” she laughed.

Traci grinned at her and giggled, “I like you guys, your honesty is amazing. I wish I could find someone to be that way with me!”

Fiona reached over and patted her hand, “Did your girl friend leave you?”

Traci laughed out loud and slapped her thigh, “No you don’t understand she’s just a friend. Actually I’m bi-sexual, but I lean more to guys that girls. There’s just something about a flesh and blood hard cock that a fake one will never replace,” she held the strap on up and glanced at me but didn’t say a word.

Fiona and I paid for our toys and thanked her. As we were walking out she called to us then ran over handing Fiona a slip of paper, “If you two ever want to add someone to your life call me. I’d love to get to know the two of you better, much better.”

Fiona put the number in her pocket, “Why thank you Traci! We never really discussed it, but from the look on his face I’m sure we will now!”

We said our goodbye and got in the car with the bags. I was enjoying the thought of adding Traci to our bed, but didn’t really think anything would come of it.

Fiona had the rabbit out and was watching me while she turned it on and off.

Looking at her I could see she had something on her mind, “What are you thinking sweetie? I hope its dirty thoughts,” I told her then turned to pay attention to my driving.

Because we were driving my old model custom truck we were on a wide bench seat. It was as long as some couches. She slid back to the door and as I glanced at her she reached under her skirt and slipped off her panties then threw them in my lap. Pulling the skirt up bunching it around her waist she gave me a great view of her shaved pussy.

Reaching in the bag of goodies she pulled out the strawberry sex lube and used her fingers to rub some on her pussy lips and on the rabbit. Using slow strokes she rubbed it up and down her slit until her lips engulfed the head then she slowly slid it in and turned it on making her gasp.

“Oh shit baby, Traci was right it does feel good! Oh God damn! You better hurry home lover or I’ll cum before we get there. Hummm,” she was slowly fucking her cunt with the dildo and I could hear it as she got wetter and wetter.

The ride to our house was only ten minutes, but it seemed to take an hour. Pulling in the drive I hit the remote for the garage door. The door hadn’t hit the floor as I ran around the truck and pulled her out. Picking Fiona up I sat her on my work bench unbuttoned her blouse and pulled her bra up to get at those big tits. Sucking her nipple in my mouth I took the dildo in my hand and started to fuck her with it. Getting deeper I could feel the little anal probe section hitting her opening. Using her juices I wiped some on the little dick and slipped it in her asshole.

“Yes, yes fuck me baby, fuck me. Harder Dave, harder!” she had her legs open holding them back while I pumped our new toy deep in her openings. Soon she was grunting and moaning and I knew from experience her orgasm was near.

I stopped fucking her with it and held the dildo deep in her holes letting the vibrator do it’s thing while I moved it back and forth. Bending down I sucked her nipple in my mouth hard then did the other.

Fiona lost it then with a scream she bore down on the invading rubber cock as she came. Quivering and moaning she whimpered as her throbbing cunt muscles squeezed the rabbit deep in her holes.

As she calmed down I slowly slid the rabbit out of her then bent down to kiss her pussy lips, “Shit baby doll, you still cum like a freight train!”

She laughed and dropped to the floor threw her arms around me kissed me and said, “I’m so glad we went to that store today baby. Come on upstairs and I’ll get a protein shake out of that snake in your pants!”

She grabbed my hand and pulled me from the garage to our bedroom. By the time I got my shirt pulled off and my shoes kicked off Fiona was beautifully naked. I didn’t even have a chance to undo my belt because she had it undone and my pants down around my knees.

Stripping off my boxers she grabbed my dick before it hit her in the chin. Looking up in my eyes she licked cimcif gaziantep escort bayan the head then sucked the pre-cum coming out of the slit, “Yummy! Sit down on the bed Dave and let me take care of you now.”

Backpedaling I sat down and lay back on the bed grabbing a pillow, I put it under my head because I liked to watch her suck me off.

Fiona ran out saying she would be right back. A few seconds later she came in carrying the sacks of stuff we had just bought, “I wanted to try some of the flavors on my meat stick!” she giggled and opened one smelled it, smiled, then dripping some in her hand she got on her knees between my legs and lathered my throbbing cock from the head to my balls.

Dropping her face down she sucked my balls, one at a time in her mouth while her hand stroked my shaft. Putting both my balls in her wet mouth she started to hum and moan sending the sensations across them and into my ass. She had an extraordinary tongue that when she had as much of my dick down her throat she could take it would snake out and lick my sack. She still couldn’t swallow all of me, but it was enough to send me into overdrive.

While her mouth held my balls in she stuck her tongue out and licked my asshole penetrating just a little making me moan, “Yeah baby that feels good!” She let my testicles drop out and got further down to lick my asshole. After just a few licks she stuck her tongue in as far as she could corn holing me with it. “That’s it Fiona fuck my ass honey!”

When she heard me say that her tongue started to fuck me faster as her hand jerked me off. We’ve always been able to tell when the other is ready to cum. Fiona stopped me just short of orgasm stood up and dug in the bag of goodies to pull out the strap-on dildo. With a giggle she put it on lubed the cock with the gel and while standing there stroking it said, “Still want me to fuck your ass sweetie? You want mommy to put her cock in your asshole and fuck it?”

Shit! The more she talked dirty the more I was getting turned on, my cock was hard as a steel rod. Wrapping my hand around it I slowly stroked myself and nodded, “Yeah baby fuck me in the ass, make me cum.”

Bending over she sucked me in her mouth as she used her fingers to stretch my anus so the cock would fit. Using the gel she probed deep as her fingers would, go pumping my hole and opening me up.

Standing back she smiled as she fed the rubber cock slowly in my bowels. When she bumped against my ass she stopped and held it in me, “Does that feel good baby? Do you like my cock deep in your asshole?” she started to gently pump it in and out dripping the gel on the shaft to keep it lubed.

I was in heaven; my cock had never been harder. The pre-cum was dripping off the head onto my hand while I stroked it.

Because Fiona was smaller than me she could bend over and suck the head in her mouth while fucking me. When her mouth made a seal around the head she gently sucked on it.

I knew I wasn’t going to last very long so after a few minutes I felt my balls tighten, “Oh shit baby I’m going to cum, faster, go faster!”

She pulled her mouth off me with a loud pop and pushed my hand away so she could jerk me off. Fiona loved to watch me shoot my load; sometimes I would hit the wall behind the bed. This time was a lot different, she pumped my ass faster until I started to shoot my cum. The first long thick rope of my cock cream shot out and hit the wall above the headboard. The second was just as large and did the same thing, the third hit my chest and the rest dropped on my stomach.

“Holy shit Dave! I bet that would go across the room!” Fiona said pulling the fake dick out of my ass. Bending her head down she licked my spunk off of me and smiled. “I wish I had that on film; that was amazing!”

Climbing up next to me we snuggled for a while to calm down. We must have fallen asleep, the next thing I know its dark and I’m cold, “Wake up sweetie,” I said to her, “Come on lets get a shower then get supper, I’m starving!”

The two of us stood under the spray getting warm then soaped each other off, which got both of us hot again.

Fiona leaned back against me and sighed as my hands rubbed the soap around her stomach and tits. Lathering her hands she reached between my legs and rubbed my sack and dick with her soapy hands.

“Dave, have you given any thought about what that girl Traci said, you know about joining us?” she turned around and scrubbed my chest, shoulders and arms.

I kissed her forehead, “I think it would be fun to have her join us. We talked about having another person before remember? Maybe this is the opportunity to do it.”

“Good, I’ll call her tomorrow and set it up for this weekend, ok?” when I nodded she smiled and kissed me.

The next few days went by slowly until Friday. Traci came with a guy which I wasn’t expecting. We introduced ourselves and asked if they wanted a drink. After escort gaziantep cimcif they sat down I grabbed Fiona’s arm and dragged her in the kitchen to make the drinks.

“Dear would you mind letting me in on what’s going on here? We don’t even know this guy! Did you and Traci set this up?” I poured the drinks placing them on a tray then stood there watching her.

Sheepishly she smiled, “Well actually yes, she and I set it up. I hope you aren’t to mad. His names is Bob and he and Traci get together once and a while for sex so they have no commitment to each other. I just thought it would be nice to have another man here too, that way we can swap.” Fiona was standing there waiting for me to say something.

Hesitating for a moment I sighed, “I guess its ok, but if it turns bad they both go, ok”

She nodded and kissed my cheek, “Thanks sweetie.”

We went back in the living room with snacks and drinks. Sitting down we got to know each other. Traci of course we already knew from the store, but only from the store. Bob we didn’t know at all so while I talked to Traci, Fiona sat next to him on the couch.

I could tell he was interested in her by the way his eyes traveled down her body. Fiona had on a thin silky top that showed off her large firm breasts and the fact she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her short skirt revealed her shapely legs and if he sat where I was the fact she wasn’t wearing any panties had firmed my cock up.

I had on a pair of my favorite trousers, they fit the best of all I have, but leave the crotch loose for growth and comfort. Fiona likes them so she can fondle me in the movies or going down the road.

Traci was several years younger than us but she acted very mature; wearing the sexiest loose top I have ever seen, her breasts would sway every time she would laugh or reach for her drink and her nipples stayed hard. Her jeans looked painted on leaving her camel toed pussy revealed when she would stand up.

Bob had on a designer tee shirt and loose jeans. He was a good looking guy of the same age as us with brown eyes and hair. Fiona liked his dimpled smile and the way he laughed.

Traci and I were flirting and teasing each other for several minutes. I kept my arm on the back of the couch and ran my fingers through her hair while we talked.

She got up for some more Margarita then sat down very close to me putting her hand on my thigh. Every so often she would glance down at my hardening cock that had snaked down my pants leg. With her full breast pressing against my arm I was soon at attention and pressing up my pants leg giving her a good view of the swollen head.

She looked down in my lap and stopped talking. A second or two went by then she looked in my eyes and grinned downing the rest of her drink in one swallow.

Meanwhile Bob and Fiona were kissing passionately and his hand was up inside her blouse squeezing her tits making her moan in his mouth. She had her hand in his crotch rubbing him to make him hard.

When I turned around to Traci she had pulled her top off and was unsnapping her jeans. Her breasts weren’t as large as Fiona’s but her nipples looked like hard pink erasures sticking out almost an inch. I bent my head down and sucked one in my mouth, rubbing around the hard button with my tongue making her gasp. She had only managed to unzip her jeans and put her hands behind my head pulling me closer as I nursed on her breast.

Slobbering over her titty I reached down to the waist of her jeans and with her help pulled them down and off her feet. Pulling my mouth of her I got up and pulled off my shirt then unbuckled my pants.

Traci pulled her knees up and stripped her pants and panties off quickly. Bending forward she smiled at me and unsnapped my pants, “Here let me help Dave.” She cupped my balls with one hand and slowly unzipped my pants. Reaching in she wrapped her hand around me, “Oh my God! I just love a big cock,” not waiting she pulled my pants down over my erection letting it pop up and point straight at her face the pre-cum coating the slit.

I reached down and stroked my cock coating the head with my juices, “Here it is Traci. Do what you want with it baby.”

She slipped down on her knees and while I jerked off she licked my sack then sucked one of my balls in her mouth. Moving her tongue around my balls made me even harder. She started to lick the base of my cock moving slowly up the shaft.

I removed my hand so she could lick some more, her tongue felt fantastic. Using small sucking kisses she watched my face as she moved along the length of my cock until the head was the only part she hadn’t touched. With both hands she milked the length of the shaft until a long stream of clear juice came out onto her tongue. “Uhmmm, yummy!” she said then pursing her lips kissed the head sucking on the hole getting more juice out as she milked me some more.

Traci kept this action up for several minutes, just sucking the head in her mouth then licking off the clear juice from the slit. I looked over at Fiona and Bob; he had his face buried between her legs and she was watching Traci suck my cock. Bob was slurping and grunting as he got Fiona close to cumming.

Traci must have heard him, turning to where they were going at it she grinned at Fiona, “The man can eat some pussy can’t he? He loves to feel you cum on his face while he licks you too.”

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So here we are, Monday lunch of the long weekend. Danny and Jr. are anticipating a picnic lunch with Kathy at Jake’s parent’s house. Jake has gone to retrieve his mobile phone from Beth’s house while Annie has left to have lunch with Nancy, her sister and their father.

The way things have gone so far, it would seem that each will get its own chapter and then be reconciled in the chapter after that. The ratings are in and the following order has been established.

Annie had walked down to the truck and retrieved the ring of keys from under the driver’s side floor mat. As usual it was a big step up into the tall truck and since it had left sitting in the sun instead of the tree covered driveway it was hot inside. Annie undid a couple of buttons on the square bodice of the empire waist sundress. She liked the way it hung loosely on her body while it still accentuated her physical attributes. She adjusted the rear view mirror and saw the open buttons on the bodice exposed more of her cleavage which was being created by the push-up bra. She took out her charged cell phone and before dialing up the route on the GPS, took a quick peek at the images she had taken of her and Claire. The 5mp camera had done a good job and the natural light captured the two of them having a great time on the deck. As she scrolled through the images, she stopped for a moment at the close up of Claire’s sex. “She’s going to be so surprised when I send her this.” Annie thought as switched to direction mode and entering the address.

“Twelve miles and twenty minutes” the audible response directed her down the gravel road to the make the first left. Annie was in no particular rush and put her favorite Springsteen CD and turned it up loud. She had bad boy thoughts as she drove but felt uneasy about the wantonness that had over taken her. She was looking forward to a nice lunch, a break, time apart to try and snap out of the endless lewdness she had found herself so much a part of, if not an instigator of.

She slipped her hand over the large white smooth Hurst shifter and remembered how Jr. had her ride it for part of the trip. Ever since then her sex drive had been high and her morals low. She tried to turn her mind away from such thoughts and found it was a delightful drive. The warm sun caused the buds to burst and blue sky brightened her mood, both making the trip memorable. She soon had the a/c off and was enjoying the warm breeze on her legs from the floor vents.

She arrived at the modest but ill maintained house. Ringing the door bell she was soon greeted by Nancy who was dressed in pair of pressed Bermuda shorts and sleeveless blouse. Nancy apologized for the mess, but said that since her pilot husband was away so much, that taking care of the outside of the recently purchased house had gotten away from her. Inside however, was a different story, neat as a pin with little things here and there, including a collection of miniature ships in bottles.

‘So glad you could come. That’s a nice dress, perfect for today. You look so great in clothes, but with your body you also look gorgeous out of clothes. I just got back from picking up my dad and my sister. They were over your way and had I known I could have picked you up as well. They are wandering in the mess out back we call a garden and I was just going to take out some drinks. Could you help me? Would you like red or white wine or something else?” Nancy offered leading the way through the house to the kitchen where she had food laid out along with glasses for the drinks.

“Nice house you have Nancy and I can understand how you would not have time for the outside. Couldn’t you get a service to do that? There might also be some young boys or girls around who would mow and rake it for you.” Annie offered thinking that it might be some summer work for Danny.

“I had a young girl do it for us last year, but she went away to college and I haven’t had a chance to put an ad on craigslist yet this year.”

When they stepped outside Annie found a nice wooden deck surrounded by a large overgrown private yard. One small house off to the right would be mostly screened by deciduous trees when the leaves were fully out. They set the trays down between two of the four place settings that were arranged, one on each side of the square table.

“Yoohooo, Dad, Susanna come on I’ve got the drinks and our guest is here.” Nancy called out to the couple standing by the hedge at the back of the yard.

When Susanna and her father arrived, they looked at Annie in disbelief.

“Dad this is Annie Sullivan. Annie this is my dad Charles Kent and this is my older sister Susanna.” Nancy introduced with a chirpy voice and a sweep of her hand.

‘Pleased to meet you Mr. Kent.” Annie said while she offered her hand all the time feeling the intense gaze from Susanna’s eyes.

“I know you. We’ve met before. I’d know you anywhere. You were the lady at the Chapter Six picnic area the other day. You were there with escort sitesi your son. I remember you to put on quite a show and I talked to your briefly just before you left. Wow, this is like a coincidence that only happens in fictional erotic stories.” Susanna said as she came close and gave Annie a light kiss on the cheek.

‘Nancy, this is one of the people I told you about on phone. Dad, do you remember Annie from lunch on Friday.” Susanna continued as she stayed very close to Annie.

“No, can’t say as I do. All I can recall is you helping me relieve the pressure that had been caused by the blue pill that I took earlier that day.” Charles offered with a bit of embarrassment.

“Dad, she was the one that made you that way. She was having lunch and exposing herself to practically everyone. I certainly noticed.”

“I’m sorry Susanna, all I remember was there was a woman there showing off her shaved cunt and big tits.”

“Dad, you’re so crude, you shouldn’t say that!” chastised Nancy.

“Well she did and she gave the man she was with a hand job under the table.” Charles continued honestly but bluntly. He had learned a few years ago that at his age he could speak his mind and people would just write it off to old age. There were no real repercussions and certainly not from his two daughters.

“Was that really you Annie?” Nancy inquired quickly to try and cut her father off from further blunders.

‘Yes, it was. I am embarrassed but my son likes to show me off. He gets that from his dad, and sometimes, well actually most times, he gets excited and when he does if often he wants me to help him.” Annie explained quietly hoping to have the incident closed.

“I remember when Nancy and Susanna were girls they used to have no hair down there. That was years ago, right before my wife died. But since they have grown up they have big furry bushes. They help me out a lot as well.” Charles continued to interrupt.

‘You know, I was a dentist until I retired, then I took up making boats in a bottle. I sell some and give Nancy and Susanna some when I come to visit them. Over the years they have been good at taking care of me. When you have had two daughters, and your wife dies, you don’t want another wife. They take care of all my needs.” he explained with a big smile as he reached out with both arms to give them a collective hug. To Annie it was more than a paternal hug and she remembered what Susanna had shared with at the picnic ground — we keep our pubic hair bushy because that’s how dad likes it.

“You know I don’t see my two girls very often anymore, but when I do, I make sure I bring my blue pills along.” he boasted. A toast he said, raising his glass, “To daughters and sons.”

They all clinked glasses and sat around the table, all that is except Susanna, who stood behind Annie and placed her hand firmly on her bare shoulder. Standing close to Annie, the slim Susanna, began to lightly caress her shoulder and let her fingers wander up the nape of her neck. Annie luxuriated in the soft touch and relaxed into a posture signaling it was okay to continue. The conversation between the four of them dealt mainly with the trip. Annie found out that it was great tour and that Susanna and her father were assigned double occupancy rooms with two double beds. This was good because each of them was used to sleeping alone but the beds were large enough for a cuddle.

Nancy filled up their glasses again and when she returned from putting the food in the oven, announced that lunch would be in about twenty minutes. Nancy moved her chair closer to the father so they catch up on small talk, share the hors d’oeuvres and plus it had the benefit that they had a front row seat to Annie and Susanna.

“Perfect timing Nancy.” said Susanna as she looked down at Annie before looking at her dad “Did you take your blue pill this morning dad?”

“Sure did honey, just like every morning on this trip.” he replied with an eager reassurance. “Why do you ask, what did you have in mind?”

“Well, I remember your fondness for big tits and since neither of us girls has them, I was thinking that we might convince Annie to show us hers again. After all we have all seen them before, haven’t we?” said Susanna cheerily as she moved her hand to the front of Annie’ shoulder and slowly drew it across the top of her chest. She let her index finger fall into the crevasse of Annie’s cleavage and ran it leisurely up and down feeling the depth of the smooth groove.

“You wouldn’t mind would you Annie?” Susanna said confidently and somewhat rhetorically as she moved directly behind Annie’s chair and placed both hands on her uncovered shoulders. She waited for Annie to acquiesce before letting her hands glide down the exposed chest and sweep her fingers over the full breast under the bodice. She withdrew her hands and carefully undid the remaining buttons until the bodice fell away to reveal a massive chest gaziantep escort sitesi balancing on top of a white shelf bra.

“Will you undo a few more buttons for us Annie?’ Susanna said as she leant down to kiss Annie behind the ear. “Open it so we can see all of your breasts.”

Annie silently undid two more buttons until Susanna was able to peel away the top of the sundress exposing the two mounds of trembling tanned flesh. As she brought her hands back from opening the dress, Susanna traced her thumbs over Annie’s nipples that were trying to push through the lace of the bra. She slid her fingers under the edge of the small bra and tweaked the rubbery nubs. As she with drew her fingers she grabbed the hem and peeled the bra away from the areola. Although they were in the shade, Susanna was feeling the heat and saw that Annie was beginning to get a red flush.

“There dad, what do you think of these?” Susanna asked as Annie’s breasts were totally exposed and on display while precariously balancing on the supporting bra.

“They are great. I love the big round shape and the large nipples. I kinda wish you girls had that but as I’ve always said — if it doesn’t fit in the mouth it’s a waste and each of yours are a mouthful.” Charles offered.

“Susanna, can you pull on them a bit, the way you do your sister’s? I’d like to see that.” he asked in a fatherly tone that suggested compliance all around.

Annie, who had thought that she was in for a quiet family lunch and who on the drive over tried to deal with the angst of being a slut, sat in subdued silence while letting them do what they wanted with her. She should have stopped it earlier, but like earlier in the day with the boys, she had let it get too far. Her blood had started to flow, her pulse rate was up and her hormones were kicking into high gear. She felt Susanna take her enlarging nipples in her fingers and pull on them, stretching and tugging until they were taut teats.

“Okay baby girl, you remember how your daddy likes it.” Charles said to Nancy as he leaned back in his chair and opened his legs.

Nancy reached over and began to stroke her father’s closest leg, searching for his cock. She found the bulge in his chinos and began to run her hand over its not too impressive length. She leaned forward in her chair and moved to kneel between his legs.

“That’s it. Undo my pants and take my cock out.” her father directed as Nancy saw him watching her sister abuse Annie’s breasts. She felt him lift his butt on the chair and knew she was to pull his pants off. She worked his pants down his slim atrophied thighs and over his knees and pressed them to the ground. It was a struggle but she got one foot out of a pant leg and he was able to slide forward in the chair and expose himself fully to his daughter. Nancy moved closer in and pressed her head to his crotch. She felt the effect of the blue pill hardening his small erection. She took him in her mouth and enjoyed a taste that she had almost forgotten.

“Pull her tits harder.” Charles directed Susanna as he held Nancy’s head hard to his sex.

Annie felt Susanna squeeze harder and watched her breasts be pulled up and out. Annie grimaced with the assault and saw that Nancy was bobbing her head vigorously. She couldn’t see her lips on his penis, but by the action but knew that a blow job was being given. Susanna watched her father hold her sister’s head, he had been holding hers every night of the trip, and pulled Annie’s nipples harder to stimulate him.

All three women watched his face as he tried to pump his cock into Nancy’s mouth. They could hear her gag, as he held her tight. Then they heard him issue a long groan as he pushed his daughter’s head even harder onto his cock. His cum was thin and weak, but at this age, the orgasms his daughter’s gave him were still strong.

“Nancy, you are as good a cock sucker as you ever were. I think I need to come and visit more often” her father said as he slumped in the chair. “Be nice and share it with your sister.”

Susanna walked over and waited for her sister to stand up before putting her face next to hers. She opened her mouth and felt her sister’s lips mesh with hers and accepted the puddle of her father’s cum.

“That’s good girls. Nancy, can you help me on with my pants.”

Susanna swallowed and with a smile to her dad and squeeze of her sister’s arm, returned to Annie who had been left sitting topless watching the family. “Thank you for allowing that. You are so very sexy. I still want to go down on you. I love your shaved pussy and I want to taste you.’ Susanna said sotto voce to Annie.

“Susanna, would you please help your sister with the lunch, while Annie and get to know each other.” Mr. Kent directed.

“Annie, would you mind leaving your top undone. I have not seen a glorious set of tits like yours for years.” Charles asked as he looked to Susanna for support.

“It gaziantep escort bayan sitesi will be alright. He only likes to do it with us. He’s harmless.” Susanna reassured Annie along with a small hug, before going inside with her sister.

“Did you like her squeezing your tits? It looked like you did. I know I did. When she pulled on them the last time I fell my balls release and really shoot my load into Nancy. She used to take it all the time, but since she got married and moved away, I’ve had to rely on Susanna.” he said as if it just an everyday matter of fact.

Annie tried slumping in her chair as she considered a response. She was hoping to press her sore nipples against the cool edge of the metal table to try and soothe them. Mr. Kent saw what she was struggling to do and offered “Did Susanna hurt you? Come over here. As a dentist I was told I have magic fingers. I can help.”

Annie felt at a bit of loss at what to do, but the ache in breasts and her sex, she lied to herself that it was okay. She stood up and holding the top of her dress up, walked over to Mr. Kent. “That’s it. Come a bit closer.” he instructed like a dentist who had been in practice for 35 years. It was authoritarian but gentle. It was a directive not an option.

Annie stepped closer and presented her red ripe nipples and bruised areola for his inspection. He leant in and pulled his glasses down his nose to get a closer look. “Oh yes. Oh my yes, yes, yes. I can see she did.” he muttered to himself as he gazed as the swollen orbs in front of him.

With a surprising gentle touch, so different from his gruff crude comments, he cupped her breasts with his warm soft hands. “This should help. It always worked for the girls.” he advised as he gently squeezed and massaged her full breasts with his skilled hands. His palms were in direct contract with her nipples and his soft skin and gently manipulations soothed the ache as if by magic.

“Sometimes when it is too painful, I have told the girls that you need to refocus your attention. May I do that?” he said with a practiced professional confidence.

“Yes sir.” Annie responded not sure what was going to happen.

She was soon aware what was going to happen as she felt his soft hand touching her leg under the bottom hem of her dress. She waited nervously and as the smooth hand grazed her silky skin,

“Dad, what are you doing?” Nancy called out.

Annie and Nancy’s father both immediately flinched. He dropped his hand looked embarrassed. They had been caught.

“I was just taking her mind off her sore nipples. The way I used to do with you girls. I would distract you and focus your thoughts elsewhere. Remember if you had sore nipples I would gently finger your cunt and you would soon forget about your nipples. That’s all.” her father said matter as if explaining a dental procedure.

“It’s okay Nancy, it seemed to work. But maybe it just moved the ache somewhere else.” Annie said as she retreated back to her chair while holding up the top of her dress. Nancy put two plates down and immediately Susanna stepped up with two more.

‘Let me help you with that.” Susanna said as she stepped behind Annie. “Let’s just take this off for lunch shall we?” Susanna offered as she reached behind Annie’s back to undo her bra. She put it the bench that ran along the railing before returning and pulling the bodice up, but leaving many of the supporting buttons undone. This displayed most of her alluring cleavage and the material when it was peeled back, clung to her nipples but appeared not to be in too much danger of falling off.

“Very sexy.” Susanna whispered in Annie’s ear before taking her seat. Susanna slid her chair closer to the table and shifted along so that her knee could touch Annie’s.

The crab salad on the side of a wonderful salmon almandine got the group discussing the TV series the Deadliest Catch. The girls all agreed that Sig Hansen was sexy, that it was too bad they lost Captain Phil Harris and Mike Rowe had a great voice and a great body that they had seen on Dirty Jobs, but that the gorgeous young deck hand on the Northwestern could set their bait and pull their pot anytime.

Amidst a great of light banter there was still a strong undercurrent of unrequited sex. The old man had cum but the daughters were still in service mode. Even though they were older and no longer considered girls, when their father was around they had never grown our of their childhood roles.

They waited and anticipated his every need. They were a second ahead with topping up the wine, ready with the lemon wedge. They very much wanted to please.

“I’ve got a surprise for desert.” Nancy said. “Close your eyes dad.”

‘You stay seated Annie. Can you help me Suse?”

While they cleared the table, Annie wondered what the surprise was. She watched the two daughters return with a tray of two individual crème brulee dishes. They placed one in front of Annie and then stood on either side of their father as they placed his portion in front of him.

“Okay daddy, open your eyes.”

Charles opened his eyes and when he saw the soft creamy desert in front of him he inhaled sharply and held his breath. “You remembered.”

“How could we not daddy, it’s our favorite too.” they both replied almost simultaneously.

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**** The authors would like to thank carolin_ for edits****

Vicky watched her mother and father pull away from the curb leaving her with her two older brothers; twins, Brant and Tim for the weekend. She turned from the window and jumped when they were both standing in the living room with smiles on their faces. She bolted, running away from them as fast as her flip-flops would allow. She made it to the hall, not looking back to see how close they were, only hearing their foot falls rapidly chasing her.

“You won’t make it and you know it!” one of them yelled after her, she thought it was Tim but couldn’t be sure they sounded so similar.

With a burst of speed she flew down the hall toward her bedroom with a smile on her face because she was confident she was going to make it this time. She was older now, stronger and faster and track had made her that way. She knew the rules, just as they did. The first one to place their marble in the bowl in the living room had total control.

She darted in her room, grabbed her marble off the nightstand and flew toward the living room. With no one in sight, she had an unobstructed path to the bowl. The smile was growing on her face, she had been looking forward to this for a long time and today was finally the day she would beat both her brothers and reign supreme for the entire weekend.

With the bowl empty and in sight she sprinted across the room just as Tim and Brant appeared with their marbles but they were too late, nothing could stop Vicky from winning now. She dove, dropping her marble with a ring in the bowl and the sound was one of the greatest things she had ever heard.

“Yes! Yes! Suck it boys, I won!” she screamed rolling to her feet and dancing around the bowl with her blue marble in it, pumping her fists in the air.

The twins walked up, looking at each other and dropped their blue marbles in with hers. She had a permanent grin and had never been so excited in her life.

“You finally beat us both… impressive, Sis” Brant said.

“Yeah, nice job. So you know what that means… we are at your mercy, Supreme Leader, what would you have us do?” Tim asked, grinning.

Vicky’s heart pounded in her chest more from excitement than the running. She had never had control over them before. She had dreamt about it, thought about it constantly and all the things she could make them do. Now they all came rushing at her at once, her mind a jumble of thoughts and desires for her two big brothers. She was so excited and so overwhelmed with what to tell them first she was speechless.

“Well? Are you just going to stand there or what?” Brant asked.

“Sorry, it’s just… well I’ve never had this chance before… you know that, so give me a minute to soak this in, would ya?”

They both smiled, folded their arms and waited. They were identical, it was even difficult to tell them apart standing in front of her but she could do it, given the right angle. They both were taller than her, but had her dark hair and brown eyes. They both swam and had those famous swimmer bodies made popular by Olympic stars; tight ripped abs, arms, chests and powerful legs.

“Both of you clean my room, I want it picked up and vacuumed, oh and make my bed,” she said, waiting to see the looks on their faces.

She expected surprise and then disappointment from her command and she wasn’t let down. Both of them sighed heavily and they looked like they wanted to question her orders but instead turned and headed to her room. She followed after them gleefully, waiting for just the right time to give them what they had expected the whole time.

“Oh… did I fail to mention you have to do it naked? Silly me. Oh and you must be aroused and hard the entire time you’re cleaning my room so I can watch.”

They both turned and couldn’t hide the smiles on their faces.

“Chop chop, time’s wasting, let’s see those naked bodies and hard dicks boys,” she said.

Vicky stood in her doorway watching her twin brothers removed their clothing. Tim was already semi hard by the time he was naked but Brant had to manually encourage his cock to rise, stroking it with his left hand while Vicky bit her lip and watched. She loved her brother’s dicks, and of course they were exactly the same. She knew how long and wide down to a 1/8thof an inch because she was ordered to measure them during her time as servant. 6 and 5/8 inches long with 1 3/4″ diameters. She memorized those numbers, loving the perfect combination of those numbers connected to her handsome twin brothers.

“Oh, very nice boys now get to cleaning and if you let your cocks drop you’ll pay the price.”

She felt herself moisten, even her nipples pressed out slightly as she watched their tight asses walk around the room and their cocks swing back and forth as they picked up her stuff. She moved out of the way to let Brant retrieve the vacuum and smacked his ass as he passed. Once her bed was made, she went and sat on it, raising her legs off the gaziantep escort bayan reklamları floor as Brant vacuumed under her feet, one hand on the vacuum and the other on his hard cock.

“Nice job, my room looks cleaner than I’ve ever seen it. Now both of you come over here and stand in front of me. I have some questions for you.”

Tim and Brant obeyed, both sporting large erections and stood in front of their sister sitting on the edge of the bed. Vicky’s mouth watered. She wanted to suck them right then but knew they wanted the same. She could resist, only to drive them crazy, it was her turn to be in control. Blowjobs were always the first thing they made her do when they won the marble race. It was easier to tell them apart naked than it was with clothes on. She hand memorized their naked bodies, moles, veins etc. all the other times they had played Supreme Leader.

“Brant, I noticed you got hard fast without even touching your dick… how long has it been since you came?” she asked.

“Five and a half days,” he said.

“Really, that long… and how about you, Tim?”

“Last night, Mistress.”

“Oh I see, so you might last a while whereas mister prude here will cum the instant he’s touched. Oh and make no mistake, boys… you will only cum when I say so.”

She reached out and touched Brant’s throbbing cock. She could tell he was telling the truth and hadn’t cum in several days just by the strength of his erection. Tim on the other hand had to manually stimulate his dick every once in a while to keep it completely hard. Brant’s dick felt great in her hand, she loved the soft hard feel of his shaft and it made her even wetter as she caressed it softly.

“Now you are to tell me when you are getting close, no matter what we’re doing… is that clear?” she said.

“Yes, Supreme Leader,” they both responded in harmony.

She tightened her grip on Brant’s cock and gave him a little stroke to see what he would do.

“I’m going to cum, Mistress?” he instantly said.

“Not yet,” she complained, grabbing his head and squeezing the blood out of it. “You’re not going to be any fun at all. I command you to go to your room, bring up the raunchiest porn you can find and film yourself masturbating with your phone. You’re to cum twice before you return to us and collect every drop in a glass,” she said, letting go of his head. “When you’re done bring the phone and the cum to me.”

“Yes, mistress… my apologies,” he said and disappeared.

*****

Brant couldn’t remember the last time he was so turned on. This was the first time Vicky had ever won the marble race and it was a legitimate win. Neither he nor Tim had let her win. She was taking the Supreme Leadership to its utmost and he loved it. She had him going with the cleaning of her room. He was worried she was going to make them do stupid things all weekend and not engage in the sexual activities that he and Tim had come to enjoy with her. But thankfully he was wrong and their little sister was just as sexual as they were. He really was going to blow with just a simple stroke of his sisters small hand, that’s how turned on he was. He wanted to get back to her and Tim as soon as possible.

Quickly going to the kitchen he grabbed a glass and practically ran to his room. His computer was already on and he started the web and typed in a website he knew had some hardcore anal sex movies and pictures. Then he put his camera phone against the monitor and started recording, grabbing his cock in his hand and began to stroke with the glass in his other.

The first clip was a hot blond with two guys… Brant fast-forwarded the clip, past her giving the guys head to where they were double fucking her. Seconds later his first huge load blasted from his cock, sprayed the back of the long glass and just kept coming. He raised on his toes, cock in hand and came and came a huge amount of cum into the glass before collapsing into his computer chair. He would have loved to see this much cum on Vicky or in her mouth but he had to obey the Supreme Leader, that was the rules and no one broke the rules.

He kept the porn running, using the edge of the glass to scrap off the last glob of white cum. Now he just had to wait long enough to get hard again and start over. He knew he could recover quickly; just the desire to get back to Vicky assured that.

*****

Tim looked down at his younger sister Vicky, still fully clothed as he stood naked before her. His heart rate was elevated; he was extremely excited and impressed with his little sister. To make Brant leave and toss off to porn was classic and one for the memory books. Where she had come up with that he had no idea. Now she just sat there and admired his cock which he continued to keep hard under her orders. Pre-cum oozed from his head and he swirled it around his plump head before giving his shaft a few good hard strokes. He didn’t speak; gaziantep bayan escort reklamları he wasn’t asked a question or allowed to speak.

“How long do you think it will take him?” Vicky asked.

“Not long, Mistress, or at least it wouldn’t take me long.”

“I see, so you can cum one after another rather quick?” she asked.

“Yes, with the right stimulation. But I think you know that.”

“Excuse me? No back talk, toy… I didn’t ask for your opinion.”

“Sorry, Mistress, my apologies.”

He stood motionless and silent as Vicky glared at him, as well as watching his cock. He was forced to stimulate it again because it began to drop slightly from her rebuke.

“Do you think I made a mistake sending him away?” she suddenly asked.

“Not at all… it was brilliant.”

“Good, I’m glad,” Vicky said.

Tim’s body jerked spontaneously as Vicky reached out and took hold of his cock. She immediately began stroking it and the pleasure coursed through his body. She scooted to the edge of the bed and moved her head closer to his cock. He fully expected her to begin sucking on it because that’s what she always does. Granted she’s commanded to but he was sure she loved doing it because he could tell by how good she was and how much she got into it. So when she didn’t he was shocked and disappointed. He knew then she was teasing him, trying to drive him nuts and unfortunately it was working. He loved his sister’s hot little mouth sucking his cock; it was one of the greatest things ever.

Vicky suddenly let go of his cock and sat back on the bed, looking up at him. He could see the gears turning in her head, could see her thinking about what to have him do. Her face flushed and she crossed her legs, telling him she was aroused.

“While we wait for Brant to return I have something to occupy your time,” she said standing up.

She shimmied out of her shorts, pulled her panties off and lay back down on the bed.

“You shall make me cum with your mouth only.”

“Yes, Mistress,” he said dropping to his knees.

She still had her shirt and bra on, just her naked bottom half showed but it was amazing to look at. His sister had shaved almost all of her pubic hair off, leaving just a small patch above her clit an inch wide and two inches long. Her lips were moist and slightly engorged, opening at the bottom to reveal a very wet and pink hole. She spread her legs; he put his hands behind his back and leaned into her hot wet sex. Vicky let out a long moan the instant his tongue made contact.

*****

Brant had finished watching the blonde get double fucked by the two well hung porn stars. They finished on her face and fake tits just as Brant began to feel the life return to his soft cock he had been playing with since he came. The tell-tale sign of life awoke his lust again and his cock began to grow quickly as he started another video with a tiny little brunette this time. He had no idea how such a small woman was taking the two huge cocks of the men on screen but she was, all of them at the same time. Brant thought about Vicky and Tim alone in her room, wanting to get back in there he stroked faster until his hand was a blur of motion on his dick.

He felt the sensations increase, felt his balls tighten once again for the second load Vicky had requested. He started the camera and picked up the glass with its already plentiful load at the bottom. The tiny woman on the video screamed with pleasure as the men fucked her hard and fast in both holes. Brant tightened up and shot his second load in less than ten minutes into the glass.

*****

Vicky was shaking, rocking back and forth under the barrage of Tim’s tongue on her clitoris. Both of her brothers were well versed in oral sex and never ceased to make her orgasm with their talents. This was no exception. Tim had her clit pinned between his teeth and flicking it so fast with his tongue, the sensation was so intense she was backing away from him without knowing it. Her nipples pressed out under her bra, she was so close to the peak, clawing at her bedspread with her eyes closed. She had moved away from Tim just enough he lost contact with her clit and had to readjust but the small pause did little to stop her orgasm from coming.

She had no clue that Brant had returned to the room because she was oblivious to everything but the climax taking hold of her body. It was glorious, electrifying her entire frame, making her shake and convulse from the release. Her convulsions made it impossible for Tim to continue but he didn’t have to. He had accomplished his task and Vicky enjoyed the results. For another minute she felt the waves of pleasure rush over her body as she squirmed on the bed, rocking back and forth until she relaxed, calmly melting into the bed.

When she opened her eyes she saw both her brothers standing there looking down at her with large smiles on their identical escort gaziantep bayan reklamları faces. Tim was rock hard and oozing but Brant’s cock was soft but he was slowly working on changing that.

“Oh… you’re back… that was quick?”

“Yes, Mistress and here is what you requested,” he said handing her both the camera phone and glass of semen.

“Wow… that’s a lot of cum, Brant,” she said sticking her nose into the top and inhaling deeply.

She put the glass of cum on her nightstand and started the video he had made. A grin crossed her face as the image of her hot brother appeared. She watched him begin stroking his cock with the sounds of the pornstar screaming in the background. She was surprised to see how fast and how much he came. The clip paused shortly before starting again. The noise from the porn was new and she enjoyed Brant shooting his second load into the first.

“Very nice… so, tell me why you held yourself off for five and a half days.”

“I wanted to win today and then I wanted to cum all over you with a huge load,” he responded.

“Oh, I see… how disappointing for you,” she giggled. “All that cum, all over my body… that would have been something to see, for sure,” she mocked him.

He didn’t respond, but his cock was beginning to get bigger. Vicky loved the power she had and what she was doing to her brothers. This was total payback for all the other times she had lost. She concealed the fact that Brant’s idea of cumming all over her had turned her on; she was not offended by the idea, not at all.

She put his phone next to the glass and pulled her shirt off, then unclasped her bra, revealing her beautiful breasts to her brothers. She knew they loved them, since they always played and sucked on them until they were sore. Once naked she looked up at them, smiling.

“This?” she motioned over her entire body. “This is off limits to both of you unless I say otherwise. No touching without permission.”

She felt her nipples harden slowly as the colder air came in contact with the now uncovered flesh. The sensation sent chills through her breasts into her body. They were all naked now and because of this she noticed Brant’s cock was growing considerably faster. She knew her brothers loved her naked body and since she had been working out and running it was even better now, though her breasts had shrunk a bit as her body fat lowered but not enough to have to change bra sizes. If anything they were firmer, rounder and more perfect. Once Brant was hard she leaned forward and grabbed both cocks in her hands and pulled her brothers toward her with them.

“Mmmm, nice… two big cocks all to myself. What oh what shall I do with them?” she asked. “I know… how about you face each other and touch cock heads. That would be a sight, just like if you were standing in front of a mirror alone.”

Both brothers hesitated. Touching cocks wasn’t something they ever did, they weren’t bisexual and they knew she knew that.

“Now, boys!” she shouted.

They turned and took hold of their cocks bending them down until the tips met and held them together.

“Now, is that so bad?” she asked.

*****

A strange sensation shot through Tim’s cock as he touched the head of his brother’s. It was something he had never felt before, a mixture of pleasure with a large overlying feeling of disgust. The only time their cocks were this close or touching was when they double fucked Vicky, and then it was okay because she was involved. Touching penis together wasn’t their idea of a good time. His sister was totally messing with them but then he knew both he and Brant deserved it, especially after all the things they have done to her.

He and Brant kept their cocks together until Vicky told them otherwise. The problem was the act of touching dicks wasn’t a turn on so both his and Brant’s cock began to shrink, forcing them to stroke them while the tips were pressed together. The smile on Vicky’s face was infuriating.

*****

Vicky smiled big, watching her twin brothers stroke their cocks to keep them hard while touching their heads together. She knew full well they didn’t want to do this but she didn’t want to be anally fucked the first time either and they still made her. She had learned to enjoy it, crave it actually now so this was payback… “Who knows maybe they would end up liking it if she kept winning,” she thought.

She let them suffer for a few more minutes, watching them manipulate their cocks and smear the pre-cum oozing out of their heads around. They kept slipping off each other and having to make contact again while stroking. It made her horny watching them but she resisted the urge to prolong their discomfort.

“Okay, both of you on your backs on my bed.”

She smiled as they broke apart like touching cocks was burning them. She stood up and they lay next to each other on her bed. She noticed both of their cock heads were shiny and wet from the pre-cum. Both stayed hard, hovering over their tight abs and bouncing slightly to their heartbeats. She crawled between them, caressing their strong legs before cupping their balls in her hands. She rolled them around, gently squeezing before taking hold of their shafts and pulling them vertical as she knelt between them. It was quite the turn on to hold them both and look down at her brothers. She wanted them inside her; her pussy tingled with want as she began to stoke their cocks.

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**Author’s Note** The continued story of a 19 year old college boy, and his twin 18 year old sisters, in the late 50’s/early 60’s, as they learn the ancient tradition of dick-sucking as an essential element of high-society courtship in a bygone age.

As always, my stories tend to be slow to develop and focus on build up as much as the action. So this story won’t be enjoyable for those looking for a quick read, but hopefully gives a lot of pleasure for those who enjoy the journey as much as the destination. Enjoy!

Chapter Two

Trey and Cissy arrived home to find out that their Aunt Candace had just arrived that afternoon for a surprise visit. Aunt ‘Candy’, as Trey and his sisters knew her, had come early as she and their Uncle Phil wouldn’t be able to get away for the holidays. Their aunt had belated gifts for Cissy her Aunt Carol’s face had looked flushed and beaming, her lips had been slightly parted and her breathing had changed as she had searched her niece’s face. She hadn’t been shocked or scandalized, Cissy realized, she had been excited by the discovery. Perhaps Aunt Candy had even been looking for the signs from the very first moment that she and Trey had stepped through the door.

Cissy suddenly realized that she had been absent-mindedly touching herself as she replayed her aunt’s reaction in her mind, focused on the deep red of her aunt’s lipstick against the pale contrast of her ivory skin, the hint of her white teeth revealed between her parted lips and the flush in her cheeks as they spoke. Cissy’s hand sped up and pressed more urgently, as she rolled fully onto her stomach, and elevated her bottom, to allow her hips to curl into the exquisite relief her fingers were giving to her. Cissy’s cheek was pressed flat against the rumpled bedspread as her breath now raced in and out between her own now parted lips. Her mind flashed through a kaleidoscope, of her brother’s erect penis sticking up obscenely in the car, the sensation of his lips on her neck, her ear and his tongue entering her mouth, the rough thrusts of his dick into her mouth and the instinct she had to suck him for a few moments more to ensure that he would remember her first time sucking his dick fondly.

As her body reached its climax, she held herself there for a long, long moment, her mind a collage of her aunt’s knowing smile and the expression on Trey’s face the first time she’d looked up at him after his dick had been in her mouth. She hung there, savoring the delicious shame of it all before tumbling down through the throes of a shuddering orgasm, rolling at last onto her side, panting and spent, until a single long shiver ran through her body, before she went fully limp.

Aunt Candy eventually went upstairs herself to tap on Carol’s door. She had excused herself after coffee, needing time to rest and freshen up before going out to dinner that evening with her brother and sister-in-law. When her knock wasn’t answered, Candy knocked again, saying, “Carol, it’s me. Aunt Candy. Please open up.” A few moments passed before Candy heard a small click and the doorknob turned to reveal her niece, disheveled in her pajamas and with her eyes puffy from crying. “Oh sweet dear,” Candy’s voice reached out genç gaziantep escort to soothe her favorite niece, even as she stepped into the room to take her into her arms.

Sitting together on Carol’s bed, Carol told her side of the story and the crushing disappointment of missing out on her Christmas vacation at a critical moment in her social life. The captain of the basketball team was single for the first time that year and everyone knew that his next girlfriend was a shoo-in for Prom Queen, just as his last girlfriend had been crowned Homecoming Queen. There were several girls vying for his attention and now she was on the sidelines while the others had an open field over the next few weeks. Carol concluded the accounting of the wreckage of her romantic, and social, life by sobbing, as Aunt Candy comforted her, and assured her that that there were now more important things to consider, as she was about to become a college girl.

Carol looked up in disbelief, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks. “What could possibly be more important?” she protested, sure that her Aunt Candy, of all people, would surely understand the catastrophe her life had become.

“Why getting all the time you can with Trey before you all head up to college this Fall,” Candy showed an uncharacteristic wrinkle of concern in her forehead as she looked down at her niece. “You only have him for a few breaks during the year and then again this Summer.” She looked at Carol pointedly. “Plus you have to split your time with Cissy, dear. That puts you at a serious disadvantage.”

“What on earth are you talking about?” Carol felt like the world didn’t make any sense at the moment, as her aunt had brushed aside the worst crisis of her teen dating career, acting as if it hardly mattered, and instead was going on and on about her brother of all people.

“Oh dear,” Candy’s eyes went wide. “No one’s told you?!?” She did her best to keep her sense of horror out of her voice, but it was clearly already too late.

“Told me what?” Carol had turned her full attention to her aunt, searching for any clue to the urgent and mysterious secret, that was now unmistakably being withheld.

“Oh, honey,” Candy reached over to comb her fingers through her nieces’ hair affectionately. “It really isn’t for me to say.” She looked flustered, even evasive, for the first time that Carol could ever remember. “You’ll need to speak with Trey, or perhaps your mother…”

“They all hate me,” Carol urged her aunt. “They think I’m an embarrassment to the family and wished I could be more like Cissy.” She shook her head dejectedly, before looking up to her aunt with pleading eyes. “If you don’t tell me, then no one will.”

Candy glanced briefly toward the closed bedroom door before lowering her voice and swearing Carol to secrecy. “You’ll need a close friend, with an older brother, who has already passed her eighteenth birthday to explain how you know all of this,” She looked directly into Carol’s eyes to emphasize the importance of what she was telling her. “These things are never to be spoken aloud outside of your immediate family and your parents would be scandalized gaziantep genç escort if they knew I’d said anything.” She allowed herself a slight smile. “But sometimes sorority sisters, and even close girlfriends, will talk about it, if they can be trusted to keep a secret between them.”

Carol had her aunt’s full attention in that moment as she sensed the immensity of what was about to be passed down, with all of the intrigue of a state secret, or the location of a hidden treasure, built up around it. Aunt Candace spoke urgently, her voice just loud enough for Carol to hear her, her eyes now wide with disbelief, as the full understanding of what she was being told broke through her initial shock.

“So you see now, why you have to put all of that high school silliness behind you, to focus on what you’ll need to be successful over the next few months,” Candace looked intently at her niece and waited for her to nod. “High school sweethearts can be quite a lot of fun, but the real game is just about to begin and you can’t afford to let Cissy monopolize all of your brother’s attention.”

“That back-stabbing little Miss Goody Two Shoes!” Carol’s disappointment and disbelief had now swung around to competitive anger, as she came to grips with the fact that Trey and Cissy had intentionally left her out of the secret.

“Oh, I don’t think you’re more than a day or so behind, dear,” Candace comforted her. “He’s only just gotten home a few days ago.” She raised her eyebrows and tilted her head thoughtfully. “But unless I misread them, your sister has already had your brother’s dick in her mouth, so you can’t afford to dawdle in getting caught up.”

“But what if they deny it all?” Carol’s mind was working furiously. “They’ve always been thick as thieves, Aunt Candy.” She looked to her aunt, her eyes imploring her to help. “They leave me out of everything.”

Candace glanced down at the slim diamond watch on her elegantly shaped wrist. “Well, what is it that they like to do when you’re not around? Quickly now, there isn’t much time.”

“They just play dumb games. Cards, backgammon, monopoly….” Carol shrugged, her voice revealing how futile the cause seemed.

A slow, knowing smile spread across Aunt Candy’s face. “Okay,” she nodded once and leaned in. “Here’s what you do…”

Their mother had made them a chicken casserole for dinner and had reminded Cissy that it would be ready by seven o’clock so she should be prepared to pull it from the oven when the timer went off. Carol had come downstairs to say goodbye to Aunt Candace and her parents as they were leaving and everyone was pleasantly surprised to see that she had gotten dressed and applied makeup for the first time since she’d been grounded.

No one noticed the quick wink of approval that Aunt Candy gave Carol as she made the rounds, giving her nieces and nephew a quick hug as they were leaving. Their father reminded Trey that they could be reached at Ma Maison, the French restaurant downtown and then they expected to go to the club afterward for drinks, so they shouldn’t expect them home much before midnight. The number for both the restaurant and the gaziantep genç escort bayan club were on the counter on the kitchen if there was an urgent need to reach them, but his father expected that Trey could look after things, as the man of the house, for a few hours.

Cissy and Trey made their way into the living room, once their parents left, and settled down at the coffee table to decide on a game to play. They were surprised to see that Carol had followed them in and took a seat on the couch next to Cissy. Based on past experiences, they had expected Carol to retreat to her room, or jump on the phone, the moment her parents left.

“So what do you two have planned?” Carol asked brightly, looking from Trey to Cissy. Trey couldn’t help notice the alluring cone shape of Carol’s full breasts, beautifully outlined in the soft, white sweater that she was wearing that evening.

“We were just going to play a game,” Cissy shrugged, looking over at her sister, and then quickly across to Trey, to see if he had any idea what was going on.

“Great! What are you guys playing?” Carol seemed genuinely interested. “Can I join in?”

“Sure,” Trey volunteered carefully. “We just didn’t think that you liked games very much.”

“Well, ordinarily I wouldn’t,” Carol conceded. “But with you only being home for a few weeks, and me being stuck in the house until after New Year, I figured I needed to make the best of it.”

Cissy lifted her eyebrows in mild surprise and looked over to Trey. “What do you say? Should we let Carol pick the game?”

“Uh, sure.” Trey nodded awkwardly. He tried not to show his disappointment, that he and Cissy weren’t going to get to spend the time alone like he’d planned, but like Carol, he resigned himself to making the best of the situation. “We were just trying to decide between Monopoly and Life.” He stood to retrieve the games off of the shelf where they kept them.

“Why can’t we play something more grown up now, that we’re all eighteen?” Carol chirped.

“You mean like Bridge?” Cissy wondered.

“No, Barbara’s sister is home from college and told her about a game she learned,” Carol beamed, her eyes twinkling in pent-up excitement. “It’s called ‘Truth or Dare’.”

It took just a few minutes to explain the rules to Cissy and Trey, and after turning down several offers to just play a board or a card game instead, Carol insisted, “You did offer me the chance to choose the game, didn’t you?” She looked back and forth between Trey and Cissy, until they reluctantly admitted that they had, and agreed to play along.

“Okay, I’ll go first,” Carol volunteered brightly. “Cissy, truth or dare?”

“I guess I’ll take a ‘truth’?” Cissy offered tentatively.

“Okay, hmmm…” Carol put her finger to her lips coquettishly. “Have you ever kissed a boy?”

Carol couldn’t help herself from glancing quickly at Trey out of the side of her eye and blushing when she replied, “Yes.”

“Really….who?” Carol suspected it was probably Trey, but was actually curious at that point.

“That’s a separate question,” Cissy giggled as she chided her sister. “And you’ve already had your turn!” She turned toward Trey. “What’s the farthest you ever went with June?” She hadn’t meant to be so blunt, but even as she asked it, she realized that she really wanted to know.

“Uhhh, just kissing and hugging…you know.” He looked uncomfortably between his sisters seated across from him. “Regular stuff I guess.” He shrugged. His face felt warm as the game seemed to be getting much more intimate than he’d thought it would.

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