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Summer’s care & mom’s return.

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Ch 15

Nightmares fill my dreams. Explosions, death, and cries for help haunt me, as I toss and turn, trying to escape from the horrors filling my sleep. Over and over again I watch as death claims another life, and another, and another.

The worst part is that it’s the demons dying that I’m dreaming about. I have killed for the first time in my life, and no matter the fact that it had been them or me; my conscience won’t let me rest. I watch again and again as one of the small muscled red creatures gets sucked out of their airlock and floats through space. When it had actually happened, it had been completely quiet, but my mind adds sounds now, as the creature screams its last. It sees me looking at it, and somehow swims through the nothingness of space towards me, its dead eyes locked on where I float. My body is locked, unable to move or try to get away. Cold, lifeless hands grip me, and start shaking me violently; trying to take from me the life I’d stolen from it. Lifeless eyes look into mine, and try to suck away my soul.

“Wake up!” The creature cries at me, the voice oddly familiar and higher pitched than I would’ve expected from a creature like this. “He won’t wake up.”

Only I am awake. . . Aren’t I? I open my eyes to see everyone standing over me; worry creasing their brows, and fear filling three sets of eyes. Summer has me by the shoulders, and is still shaking me.

“I’m awake,” I grumble, my head throbbing.

“We’ve been trying to wake you for a bit,” mom looks at me worriedly. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” I try to reassure her, but I have to stay quiet, as my head is throbbing too much to speak too loudly, “I was just having nightmares, and my head hurts.”

“Nightmares?” Mom’s worry seems to increase markedly. “About last—” she cuts herself off, looking around at everybody else, and I realize what she’d been about to ask. She’s worried I’m having nightmares about making love to her last night.

“No, just monsters, and stuff,” I mumble, wanting to roll over, but not daring to go back to sleep, no matter how tired I feel. The monster I dreamt about was me, and I don’t want to face that again.

“Oh, okay,” mom says, sounding somewhat relieved.

“I got a call from the hospital,” Nancy says, talking for the first time, “I have to go back,” she replaces my sister on the bed, and feels my head and cheeks. “You don’t feel like you have a fever, but I don’t trust you’re well enough to drive, especially not in this weather.”

I turn and look out the window, but all I can see is white. It takes me a moment to realize that that is ALL there is to see.

“I can drive,” I tell her, knowing that if her job has called her in, then the hospital must be in need of her. I try to sit up, and throw off my covers, but she places her hand on my chest, and shoves me back down. I’m so weak, that I can’t even fight her, and oh, how my head throbs.

“You’re staying in bed,” mom says. “I can drive them up, and come back down. Your sister can stay and take care of you until I get back.”

I nod, knowing that I don’t have the strength to argue. They leave me to get some more rest, but sleep is the last thing I want right now.

Gina comes in to give me a kiss, and tell me she is going to go with her mom. Nancy and mom come in at the same time to say goodbye, and I can tell that mom wants to talk to me, probably about last night, but doesn’t dare say anything with Nancy there, so she kisses my brow, and tells me to get feeling better.

I barely hear them leave through the falling snow, before Summer walks in, with what I think is hot cocoa. It is, but it’s also spiked with coffee.

“You probably don’t want to go to sleep right now. I know how I get after I’ve had bad dreams, and I figure this will help keep you warm too,” she tells me, when I look at her questioningly after my first sip.

“Thanks,” I tell her, feeling truly grateful.

“Hey, I know you’re into some geeky stuff, so this might interest you.” I look to her, smiling. Anything geek related right now would be a nice distraction. “Apparently some sort of satellite fell out of orbit, and blew up in the sky last night. The government hasn’t said which one yet. Isn’t that cool?” I know she is just trying to cheer me up, but I also know that had been no satellite. It had been full of little alien creatures that I have killed. Lives snuffed out by my hand. Or mind, I guess. For the first time, I curse my ability.

I groan, and roll over, setting my drink on the nightstand. I feel the bed shift, as Summer lies down next to me, and puts her arm around me.

“I know you’re not feeling good, but we haven’t talked about what happened the other night in the hotel. In fact, we haven’t talked much at all, since then. Are you okay?” I can hear the concern in her voice, and despite my miserable mood, I hate to hear her down.

Rolling back over, I look her in the eyes, and force a smile. “Sorry, I guess it’s kind of been a bit hectic around here lately.” I give her a quick peck on the lips, to let her know I have no issues with what’d happened on Christmas Eve between us. As our lips touch, I’m able to sense most of my switches, and know that mom is driving slowly through the snow. “I will always look back on that night fondly.” It’s not until the words are out of my mouth, that I realize how final they sound.

“Always. . . So. . . so you don’t want to do it again? Do. . . Do you regret it?” Her brow wrinkles, and I can hear the fear in her voice.

“I don’t regret it in the least,” I promise. “I’m just not up to it right now.” Her lips spread in a wide smile that is infectious.

I roll back over, and when she tucks her hand under me, I can sense all of my switches again, and am thankful that this part of my ability isn’t hurting me. Despite my desire not to go back to sleep and the caffeine in the coffee/cocoa, I’m soon snoring away in a dreamless sleep.

When I wake up, I find that Summer has stripped off all but her bra and panties, and crawled under the covers with me. In a panic I look at the clock, and can see that mom has been gone for almost four hours. She will be back anytime now. I don’t know what she’ll think if she finds us like this, but I don’t want to find out the hard way, either.

As soon as I touch her to wake her up, however, my fears vanish. Mom is stuck in the snow by the feel of her switches way up north and still with Gina and Nancy. She won’t likely be home today. My touch is enough to wake, Summer, and she gazes at me with a sleepy smile.

“Mom called and says the weather is too bad to drive back down, so she is staying with Gina and Nancy tonight.” When I don’t look surprised, she says, “Oh, I guess you probably figured that out already, with your switches.” Her brow wrinkles again with worry, and she looks deep into my eyes. “How are you feeling?”

I realize that my headache is gone, and I no longer feel so tired. That nap has done me a world of good. The guilt is still there, but the wound isn’t quite so fresh. Looking off to the side, as if considering my answer, I say, “Well. . .” and wrap her in my arms, pull her tightly to me, and start to tickle her sides.

She squeals as she tries to break away from me, and a couple weeks ago she might have succeeded, but with my current strength, she doesn’t stand a chance. She kicks her legs, trying to force them between us, but her chest and torso are pressed tightly to me, and she is helpless to my onslaught. I only need to use one hand to hold her to me, while the other is free to tickle her sides and back.

“Stop!” She cries out, when she realizes she can’t break free. “I can’t breathe,” she squeals louder as I move my right hand around to her front, and start tickling under her left bra cup, using the strength in my left arm to keep her pressed to me. The new spot is even more ticklish than her sides, and she wails even more.

Unexpectedly, I feel her lips press to mine, and it startles me enough, that I freeze. She uses the distraction, to pull away, but she gains a grip on my hands.

“You really are feeling better, aren’t you?” After the torture I’d just put her through, she is breathing heavily, and smiling widely. I really love the way she looks with her hair all mussed up, and her breasts heaving behind her bra. “And unless I’m mistaken, that’s not the only thing feeling better.” Her hand lets go of mine and dodges under the covers, gripping my cock. I hadn’t even realized I’ve grown hard, until her fingers wrap around it, and squeeze. With that one action, all thoughts of demons, death, and worry flee as I groan at her touch.

Her smile grows larger, as her hand starts to stroke up and down my cock through my boxers. She leans over, and brings her lips back to mine, causing the awareness of my switches to explode in my head, as her tongue parts my lips. I moan again, loudly, as her mouth muscle slides along my teeth, and then darts in, only to find mine coming out to meet hers.

Unexpectedly she pulls away from me, and has a worried look on her face. “I’m sorry!” she quails. “I should have asked. I shouldn’t be throwing myself at you like this. You must think I’m a slut. . .”

“Don’t stop now,” I plead, in answer to her statements. “You’re not a slut. You’re just my perverted sexy sister, who is just as perverted as I am!”

“You’re sure?” Her question is hesitant, but I can hear the hope in it. She places her hand on my chest, and then yanks it back as if burned when she senses most of my switches. Her eyes get a suspicious glare in them, before she asks, “How do I know you’re not manipulating me with your switches?”

“Take my hand, and tell me if you sense yourself,” I tell her simply. As soon as she places her hand in mine, I don’t wait, but pull her to me, wrapping my arms around her as I kiss her deeply. She melts under my kiss, and I know she is no longer worried about me manipulating her.

Summer rolls on top of me, without breaking the kiss, and start grinding her panty-covered crotch against my bulging boxers. We both moan in unison at the connection, before I unsnap her bra, releasing her nicely tanned tits.

She breaks the kiss then, sitting up, and pressing down hard against my groin. “So, little brother, what do you think of your older sister’s tits?”

I openly ogle her, seeing her topless for the first time, and liking what I’m seeing. Her chest isn’t as big as Gina’s or the twins, but they have a beauty that is all their own. With no tan lines, and her soft curves, Summer is gorgeous.

“I’m wondering why they are up there, and not in my mouth, right now,” I answer, pulling her back down to me, so that I can suckle from her teats.

Her hand snakes to the back of my head, and pulls me tighter to her chest, as my hands roam down her back, to the tops of her panties. Slipping my hands under the hem, I get a good handful of her ass, and start to rock her back and forth.

“Mmm, you really know how to suck tit, Nick. Damn, you’re getting me so wet.” She moans loudly as I bite her nipple, before pressing her hands against my shoulders, and shoving me back down on the bed.

I’m entirely caught off guard by what she does next. Getting up, she turns and walks from the room.

“Where’re you going?” I cry after her. She has me so turned on right now, that if she hadn’t said she doesn’t want to go all the way, I’d be tearing off the thin fabric of her panties, and shoving myself as deep into her as she can take.

“Hmm?” she pauses at my doorway, turning around slightly, and I can’t help but admire the way the doorway frames her luscious body. Her panty clad ass is still facing me, her shoulder turned sideways, and her wonderful tanned right breast is pointing to the door jam. In her eyes, however, is pure mischief. “Did you think you were really going to get any action after tickle torturing me?”

She takes off running as I growl and get up, chasing after her. She is quick and limber, but I still have her on speed, and it only takes me a few moments to catch her. Throwing her over my shoulder, and placing one quick spank on her round ass, I carry her back to the bedroom.

She playfully beats against my back, but I can smell her arousal coming off her, and know she wants to get off as badly as I do. Throwing her to my bed, we both laugh as she scoots up to the headboard.

“Okay, you caught me,” she says, grinning delightfully, “now what?”

I grab one of her feet, and she tries to pull away, thinking I’m going to tickle her again, but I have something else in mind. Despite her efforts, I easily pull her toes to my lips, and she melts with an audible sigh as I kiss her little digits. Running my tongue along and around each toe, I smile as I watch her fondle her boobs.

“You must have had a lot of girlfriends in college, to learn how to please a woman so well,” she says softly as I lick up the arch of her foot.

I’m embarrassed to admit that the only reason I know so much is the internet. “I’ve had the best of teachers,” I say honestly, only referring partially to Donna Frankens, but mostly the World Wide Web.

“Hmm, I have to admit I’m a bit jealous,” the look in her eyes however as I nibble on her ankle tells me she isn’t in the least bit angry. “All those other women who’ve had a crack at my brother, when I could’ve had him first.” She sounds more wistful than anything else.

I continue to kiss and nibble my way up her leg, skipping over her covered crotch, but spending awhile on her tasty tits. She keeps trying to hump herself against me, as I play with her tetons, but I’ve decided that I’m going torture her for a bit first.

“Oh my god, why won’t you touch my pussy?” she demands hungrily after a few more minutes goes by. She tries to bring her own hands down to her crotch, but I grab them, and hold them over her head, and go back to suckling her nipples. Moaning in lust and unfulfilled desire, she twists her hips hard enough to roll me off her. Before I can blink she is on top of me again, shuddering as she grinds her cunt against my boxers. Her orgasm is strong enough, that I can feel my boxers getting wet through her panties.

She looks me seriously in the eyes as she comes down from her high, and I can tell she is trying to figure something out. “I still don’t think we should go all the way. We are siblings, after all,” she tells me, and I feel disappointed, “but that doesn’t mean we can’t have a lot of fun.” Her serious demeanor turns to one of wanton mischief as she grinds herself against me, some more.

Before I can give her an answer, she mashes her lips to mine, and starts humping me through our underwear. I would have happily entered her, my cock is aching for some attention, but I’m not going to go against her will.

I place my hands against the sides of her chest, and lift her body, moving it further up the bed. She knows what I’m after, and gets off me long enough to remove her panties, before sitting on my face. She tastes just as she had on Christmas Eve, and I look up her body to see that she is rolling a nipple in each hand, as I suck on her labia. She sees me looking up at her, and smiles, before throwing her head back and moaning, as she presses her pelvis against my tongue.

I throw all of my concentration into pleasing my sister, and suck hard on her clit, before nibbling lightly on it. She rewards my efforts with a mouthful of her cum, as she thrashes wildly on top of me, having her second powerful orgasm.

She gets up, and for a second I fear we’re done, or that she is going to run away again, but she turns around, and then bends over, pulling the top of my boxers down, as she sits back on my hungry mouth. Now in a sixty-nine position, I’m soon moaning into her twat, as she sucks me as deeply into her mouth as she can. Considering this is only her second ever blowjob, I have to say she is doing really great. She knows how to use her tongue, but she still uses a little too much teeth.

Meanwhile I haven’t been idle, as I slip a couple fingers into her wet snatch, while I continue to flick her clit with my tongue. Her head bobs up and down my shaft, eliciting moans from me, as I do all I know how to with my lips, tongue, and teeth to please her.

Despite how much she’s improved on her technique, I know it won’t be enough to get me off, so I just enjoy it, while getting her off. After her fourth orgasm on my lips, she gets up, and looks at me accusingly.

“You’re not enjoying this, are you?” she demands of me, hands on her hips, and eyebrows furrowed.

“I am!” I tell her honestly. “I just want to please you. If I weren’t enjoying it, I wouldn’t be so hard.”

She softens somewhat, as I’m most obviously very hard, before giving me a tender kiss on my lips. She trails kisses over to my ear, before whispering, “Do you want to do what we did the other night, then?”

I nod, and she lies down next to me. Crawling on top of her, I get between her legs, and start rubbing the head of my penis between her soft, wet, petals. She moans throatily, and starts to hunch her hips against me, and it takes all of my will not to just shove it in. Her eyes are closed, and she is sucking in her bottom lip, with her light brown fair fanned out along my pillow. She looks so sexy, that I just want to dive right in and fuck her brains out. It is only my love for her, as well as her request not to go all the way, that stops me.

I can see her juices leaking out of her, helped by my slippery member. Laying the underside of my rock spear against her juicy labia, I press my pelvis against hers, and move my hips slowly. She feels so good and warm like this, and I truly enjoy the dreamy smile on her face as she matches her hip movements in time with my own.

“Nick?” Her voice is breathy and barely audible.

“Yes, my sweet Summer?” I ask, wondering if she is ready to stop. She has already had a number of powerful orgasms, and I wonder if she has become too sensitive. Despite how throbbing hard she has gotten me, I can always just finish myself off in the bathroom if I need to, though I’d rather not.

“Fuck me, Nick,” her eyes are still closed as she makes her demand, and I freeze on a downward slide. Had I really just heard her, or is this wishful thinking? My cockhead is stopped at her petals, begging me to move forward.

“But you said—” I start, but am cut off as she opens her eyes, and looks directly into mine.

“I said, fuck me!” She emphasizes her words by wrapping her legs around my torso, and forcing my hips forward. My cock slips a partial inch into her tight wetness, before she throws her head back against my pillow and cries out in ecstasy. I wait for her to get used to my girth, before starting to move my hips in slow movements. If I’d had any other reservations left in me, the pure bliss that I feel, and the lust in her eyes banishes them all. She is so tight; I don’t know how long I’ll last. “I know I said I didn’t want to, but you got me so horny, now I can’t help myself. Hate me all you want later, but right now, gimme my first fuck from a real man! I need to feel you in me, brother dearest.”

I’ve forgotten that she’s never been with a man before. That would explain why she is so damned tight. She feels like a fiery vise, gripping the few inches that have so far breached into this uncharted territory. She is so warm and wet, I’m in paradise.

I drop my torso down, until we are chest to chest, her nipples pressing pleasantly against my torso, and her ear just a bit from my lips. “I will never hate my sister. How can I, when I’m doing everything I can, not to dive right in. Thank you, Summer. Thank you for this gift. I will always treasure it.”

I start to move my hips faster, diving deeper into her, bit by bit, with each thrust. It’s still slow going, despite how wet she is. She is just too damned tight.

“I feel so full,” she tells me, moaning between each thrust. “I love how complete I feel with you in me. I love the way your cock stretches me, and makes me yearn for more. Nick, my sweet brother, I love you.”

“I love you, Summer,” I whisper back, as her hands grip my back, and she spasms below me.

Her mention of feeling complete brings my attention to the sense of my switches. For the first time I can easily sense and even see Lela up in her ship. I truly hope Summer doesn’t notice her, and try to distract her. I start to suck on one of her breasts, while simultaneously twisting her other nipple.

I roll us over, and sink a little deeper into her as her sleight weight settles onto me, before finally hitting her deepest parts. She shudders in orgasmic bliss once more, and it feels like her pussy has just shrunk, it milks me so forcefully.

I still have her nipple between my teeth, but I move my other hand down to where we are complete, and find her clit. I press hard against it, while I drop my hips, then thrust upwards, striking her womb, before doing it again.

“I’m coming close,” I tell her, “I’m about to cum.” I’m not sure if she is on any protection, where she is a self-avowed lesbian, and want to give her the opportunity to get off me if she needs to, before I fill her too tight twat with my seed.

She doesn’t say anything, but moans, as she starts to cum again, and it’s too late. I shoot deep into her, increasing her orgasm, and moaning loudly in my own. A fire hose has nothing on the pressure that I spray into her devouring pussy.

As soon as she comes down from her high, her look of bliss changes to one of horror. “Nick, why did you do that? I’m not on anything!”

“I tried to warn you,” I protest, suddenly feeling like shit, filled with post orgasmic guilt.

Her expression changes again, “I’m kidding. Well, kinda. I’m NOT on anything, but it’s the wrong part of my cycle, so we should be safe. When you told me you were going to cum, I got so turned on by the thought of my little brother cumming in me, I started to cum myself.” I glare at her, for her deception, but she kisses me lightly, and I can’t stay angry with her. “I’d better go get cleaned up, just to be safe though. Care to join me in the shower?”

I’m in the bathroom, warming up the water, before she has a chance to react. She comes in, laughing, and steps under the nozzle.

I step in after her, and grab the soap in my hands. Lathering up, I treat my lovely sister by washing her from head to toe, making sure to get into every nook and cranny. I also made sure to get inside her pussy, trying to scoop out all of my jism. She seems to enjoy it, so I bring her to one more orgasm, before I pull my fingers out.

We screw on more time in the shower, and again in the bedroom later on before going to sleep for the night, thoroughly exhausted, but very satisfied.

As we lay there, trying to fall asleep, the question I fear about Lela, finally comes up.

“Is that an alien that has some of your switches in her?” Summer’s hand is tracing circles on my hairless chest as she asks.

“A-alien?” I splutter.

“Don’t try to fool me,” she says, tweaking one of my nipples almost painfully. “I know what I see when we make love. How did you get a switch in an alien? And I’m assuming it’s a female by its breasts. What is she doing, sitting like that? Is she sleeping?” I’m surprised at how calmly she’s asking me all of this. I guess that compared to fucking her own brother, and my new superhuman ability, aliens are just one more thing.

I know I have to be honest with her. I can’t deny it now. “She is the reason I have my ability, and why contact with you magnifies it.” I explain to her about the dormant gene, and she takes it better than I would have expected.

“Why are the aliens activating this gene?” She sounds genuinely curious. “Is it so they can autopsy us later?”

I laugh before answering. “No. Little aliens that I call demons, are on their way to Earth, and should be here in less than six months. They will likely kill us and eat us, unless I can come up with an idea on how to stop them.” After most of a blissful day of forgetting about my problems, they’re all crashing back down on me.

I picture again the demon getting flung from the airlock with a silent scream, and their ship breaking into a million pieces in a magnificent explosion, and I’m the one to blame.

“Is that why you were having nightmares? You’re worried about these demons?” I can hear the concern in her voice, and gratitude warms my heart. I hug her to me for a second, before answering her.

“Kind of. A demon scout ship arrived last night, and I was able to stop them, but it almost killed me.” My voice sounds almost dead, even to my ears.

“You’re getting stronger though. I’m sure by the time they get here, you’ll be strong enough to take them on.” I only wish I have her confidence, but she can’t be more wrong.

“You don’t understand. I KILLED them last night. They are a sentient race, and I destroyed them,” I’m nearly yelling now.

Summer remains cool, despite the heat in my voice, and gives me a patronizing look.

“You mean to tell me that you feel guilty for defending yourself? Nick, snap out of it, and get over yourself! They were going to kill you, and if not you, then me, mom, Gina. . . all of us. Don’t feel sorry for what you have to do. Be glad you have something you can do about it.”

Her words help, but I still feel guilty. “I barely stopped them. It was just one small ship, a scout, and it took everything I had to stop them. How am I going to stop an entire fleet?”

She throws her leg over my waist, and the switches blossom more fully in my mind. “You won’t,” she tells me. “We will,” and I know what she is getting at. We will have to be together during the battle.

Only I really hope it won’t become a true battle.

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“Nick,” the fear in Summer’s voice wakes me instantly, “where are we?”

I look around, and am surprised to see that we’re on Lela’s ship. I’m not so much surprised that I’m here, but that my sister is right next to me, still naked. Lela has never brought me here when I’m with someone, and definitely not brought someone else with me.

“You wanted to know about the alien? Let’s go meet her.” I stand, and take her hand in mine. Her grip is strong, and despite how easily she has accepted everything earlier, I can tell she is scared now. I remember how afraid I had been at first, and give her hand a reassuring squeeze.

‘Why did you bring Summer?’ I mentally ask Lela.

‘What she says is true. You will need her to stop the demons. She needs to know everything, and be just as capable.’

The doorway opens up, and I walk Summer into the pitch black rectangle. Waiting for my eyes to adjust to the red light, I continue on, but Summer remains rooted where she stands.

“Nick, I can’t see,” her voice quavers, and I look to see terror in her blind eyes.

“Relax, Summer. I can see just fine. I promise no one is going to hurt you,” I reassure her. I can see her nod, and I wrap my arms around her bare flesh, hugging her tight to me, as we walk along the suspended walkway, following the arrows in my vision.

‘She will need the nanites, too. Make sure she is quiet when you walk in. I have an applicator ready in here.’

I stop where we are, and speak to my sister. “When we get there, I will have to give you the nanites. You will be able to see, and after a few seconds, we will be able to send messages mentally to each other.” I give her a serious look, before I remember she can’t see me. “Once we walk into that room, you can’t say a word. Make as little noise as possible.”

She nods, but asks, “Why?”

“She is incubating. . . her. . . children,” I almost mess up and say, ‘our children.’

“So, there will be even more aliens up here?” She asks, and I’m glad to see she is starting to relax. I wonder how much of that is because in our minds, we can both see Lela sitting on her cylinder.

“Yeah,” I tell her uncomfortably. “Now be quiet, and don’t make a noise. They are sensitive to light and sound.”

Summer nods, and we walk in. I hope that Summer handles the nanites better than I did at first, and hope that she is able to stay quiet.

I needn’t have worried though, as Lela directs me to a separate room, where the applicator with the nanites, wait. As soon as we walk in, a door closes silently behind us.

“We are actually in a different room now,” I tell her. “Brace yourself, these don’t feel very good at first.”

I don’t wait for a reply, before grabbing up the instrument, and injecting the tiny robots into her thigh.

She yelps, and grabs the spot where I’ve injected her. I can see her veins change colors as the things enter her bloodstream, and spreads out.

“Oh, god, it feels like fire,” Summer moans.

I step up to her, and hug her tight to me, knowing that she will be okay. Her arms squeeze me tight in return, and I hold her, through her screams and agony, until it’s over.

I mentally tell her to think her words to me.

‘Like this?’ her words appear before my eyes, and I nod, knowing that she can see me now. ‘Why is everything red?’ she asks next.

‘I have been thinking on that. I think the nanites allow us to see into the infrared, but it appears red to us.’ She seems to accept this explanation, only to have Lela confirm it to both of us a moment later. ‘Are you ready to meet Lela?’

When she nods, the doorway opens, and we walk into the other room.

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Ch 16

The front door slamming wakes me up. I figure it’s just mom finally getting home from up north, and I try to roll over, but I run into something.

Or rather, someone.

My eyes flash open at the same time Summer’s does, and we realize the predicament we’re in. We’re both still naked, and she is in my bed. Panic stricken, we both jump out of bed. Well, I try to, but my legs get caught up in the blankets, and I hit the floor with a thud.

My lovely, sweet, beautiful, and sexy sister titters at me, and I glare back as I get to my feet. We can hear mom coming down the hallway, and I know there is no time for her to get out. I point to the closet, Summer nods and jumps in, just in time for my door to creak open.

“Mom!” I protest, standing there naked, and trying to cover myself up.

“Oh, it’s not like I haven’t seen it—” she cuts herself short, as she sniffs a couple times. Her sharp eyes look deep into me for a few loud heartbeats. She looks around my room, then back at me, before continuing to talk, “I brought breakfast home. You look like you’re feeling better, so get dressed, and, um, tell your sister, too.” She turns and closes the door.

I know we’ve been busted even before we walk out of my room. Summer goes to her bedroom to get dressed, and I find mom setting out a fast-food breakfast on the table.

‘How much trouble do you think we’re in?’ Summer’s words flash in front of my eyes. I don’t know, and tell her so.

“Mom, I—” her sharp look, locks my tongue up tight.

“We will wait for your sister, and then we can talk,” she tells me, and from her tone, I know there is no arguing with her. I wonder how much trouble we’re in.

When Summer joins us, we all sit at the table, in silence. Mom is the first to speak, her tone flat and emotionless.

“I knew your dad was cheating on me for years. It hurt, but I had no choice, because if I left him, I knew I’d lose everything.” Her eyes go back and forth between us as she speaks, as if to make sure we’re listening. Part of me feels shame for hurting her, but another part of me says that we’re not an official thing, so it wasn’t really cheating. She is my mom, and we can never really be together. “I can’t tell you that what you’re doing is wrong, or even gross, because of what we’ve already done, Nick.”

I wish she hadn’t said that. Summer’s eyes grow large as she figures out what mom means. She hits my arm, and looks at me in shock. “No way! You and mom?” she demands, and the same words flash in front of my vision. She is using both in her shock.

“I see you didn’t know,” mom says, unperturbed. “Yes, dear, after our date, we. . . well, your brother is quite the gentleman, and I should have stopped, but couldn’t help myself. I didn’t know that he would try to get you in bed, too. I’m sorry for the part I played in that, dear; especially with your preferences in women.”

“But, mom,” my sister shoots back, “we started the night we found dad cheating on you, so it isn’t your fault! I seduced him that afternoon.”

Mom looks back and forth between us, and I nod that it’s true. I’m not sure if I should be relieved that Summer revealed our prior activity, or worry that it will hurt our mother more.

“Well, I feel a little better about that. I dunno, less guilty I guess.” She drills me with her eyes again. “Nick, I’ve wanted to talk to you about that night, but haven’t had the chance. I guess since all of our secrets are out, now is as good a time as any, though most of what I’d thought is obsolete now.”

‘We too, will talk when this is done,’ Summer promises me through the nanites, and I feel my heart sink.

“Son, I understand that you have certain needs, and you certainly helped me out with mine the other night. I’ve decided that I really don’t regret what happened, but we probably shouldn’t do it again. What the two of you decide to do is up to you, but I hope you understand that you can never get married or anything.” Mom is talking so matter-of-factly, that when she mentions marriage, Summer and I both splutter, and I end up choking on my breakfast.

“Marriage?!?” Summer demands. “Mom, I love Nick, but I have no intention of MARRYING him!” I nod in agreement.

‘I hope you don’t mind,’ Summer’s words flash. ‘I really like having sex with you, and I love you, but marriage would be impractical.’

‘I agree,’ I tell her back, glad that we can have this sub-conversation.

“Well that’s something at least,” Mom says, unaware that her two children are talking mind-to-mind.

“Mom,” I start, “I am truly sorry I hurt you, like dad did. I didn’t think about how it would affect you.” I know how much of a heel that makes me sound. “What you and I shared is beautiful.” I’m careful not to say it in a past tense, like I had with Summer, yesterday.

“I know, Nick, and I certainly don’t expect you to be with only me. I know what you’ve done with Gina and Nancy, and don’t expect you to stop that either.” I cringe as mom mentions Nancy and Gina. Summer didn’t known about that either.

‘I guess you’re not so new to incest, after all.’ If words are fire, those leave me cooked well done.

‘I told you I’m perverted,’ I think back at her defensively. ‘Now you know, I was being serious.’

“I guess I really don’t know what I expected,” mom goes on, still oblivious to the other conversation. She is looking at her hands, but after a slight pause, she looks at me curiously. “I guess I should probably be completely honest with you. You’ll likely find out anyway.” She takes a deep breath, and I wonder what she is going to say. “I stayed up north for more than just the snow. Last night, I. . . we. . . that is, Gina, Nancy, and me all. . .” Her cheeks are dark red, and it doesn’t take a genius to figure out that there had been a threesome at Gina’s house. I won’t deny the thought turns me on, but I’m curious about how it’d happened.

“Mom!” Summer exclaims next to me, grabbing her hand. “I didn’t know you swung that way.”

“I don’t, or I didn’t. . . I don’t know. Everything is so confused now. When your dad was here, I always knew what to expect. He was cheating on me, but as long as we remained married, he appeared respectable to everyone else, even though we both knew better. Now that he’s gone, things have spiraled out of control.” She drops her head into her hands, and Summer gives me a significant look before getting up, and going over to comfort our mother. “I had to talk to someone, and as they comforted me, I. . . Well, one thing led to another. . .”

‘You need to use your switches on her to make her happy,’ she thinks to me.

‘No, I won’t manipulate people with them anymore,’ I think right back at her vehemently.

‘You’re not manipulating her, you’re helping her. Do it, or I won’t help you with the demons.’ Her eyes give a tone to her words that the text alone can’t convey.

I know the threat is an empty one. She has to help me, or we’re all dead. Despite knowing this, I decide to help mom.

If only Lela’s people hadn’t abandoned us, leaving us as bait for their escape.

I touch Summer’s hand, so that any switches I make can only be affected if I’m with her. That way I won’t be tempted to use them on my own. She already has a happy switch in her (made while Summer and I were touching), and her youthening ones, but I decide to throw in a content one and a confident one as well. I can easily throw them all fully on, while touching Summer, but decide to move them slowly, so that she won’t suspect.

‘Good thinking,’ Summer sends me. Of course she can sense and see everything I’m doing.

My sister is gently stroking mom’s back, trying to comfort her, and I can see my switches gently taking effect. Mom looks up at us and smiles lightly.

“Thank you, both of you. I don’t know why, but being with you two like this has made me feel better.” I smile at Summer, glad I’m able to help, and only feeling slightly guilty about using my powers on her.

“So how did it happen with you, Nancy, and Gina?” Summer asks, and I’m certain mom is going to balk. I guess my switches are in effect, however, as she answers without reservation.

“We got to talking about it on the way up. I didn’t tell Gina about us, Nick, don’t worry.” She pats my hand as she says this, but I wonder if Gina would have cared, after the way she’d helped set up the date. “I admitted that I’ve never been with a woman, and they informed me that I’m welcome to join them if I wanted to. At first I wasn’t going to, but the more I thought about it, the more curious I got. The incest between mother and daughter doesn’t bother me as much as I thought it would, and when I dropped them off, they asked again. The weather made the perfect excuse, and I came in. I came many more times last night.” She stops talking then, and looks to her two children. “I can’t believe I’m telling you this, but, oddly, I seem completely fine by it.”

Summer smiles at me, before leaning down and whispering something into mom’s ear. Mom pulls away, and looks at her curiously, before shrugging.

‘What did you say to her?’ I wonder to my sister, but she only smiles at me.

Mom then looks back at me for a few seconds, before asking, “I know I said we shouldn’t anymore, and last night was really great with those three women, but I could really use something only a man has.” Then I understand what Summer had asked. Her ‘confidence’ switch must have taken full effect too, as she reaches over before I can answer, and starts working at my pants.

I almost stop her, thinking I’ve caused this with my switches again, but Summer sends me a message. ‘Don’t stop this. You helped her out, you didn’t make her horny. Let this happen, she needs it.’ My sister glances at mom, then back to me again, before mentally adding, ‘and I want this, too.’

Looking at it that way, I can’t argue, and moan as mom pulls my stiffening member out, and starts sucking on it at the dinner table. Summer comes around, and drops down next to her, and the two women start to swap my cock back and forth, and even kiss each other around my pole. If one set of lips is great, two are phenomenal!

Mom is still sitting in her chair, bent over, and it’s easy for me to slip my hands into the front of her shirt, and fondle her larger tits, while she sucks on my knob. She moans softly, as I start to roll her right nipple between my fingers. After a few seconds of this, she pulls back, relinquishing my cock completely to her daughter, and takes off her top. She smiles lovingly at her children, before standing and dropping her pants as well.

I reach out my arms, and pull her to me, kissing her soundly on the mouth, and letting my hand drop down to between her legs. She is already wet, and I use her natural juices to lube up my fingers, and rub them vigorously against her clit. She starts to shake against me, and cry out into our kiss, as I make her cum. I can feel her lubricant soak my hand, as her hands grip the back of my head, and our kiss reaches a whole new level of lust and desire.

Summer leaves my cock hanging, the air slightly cool on my saliva soaked rod, and pulls my hand away from our mother. She immediately plants her lips on mom’s vagina, and the older woman jumps as she feels her daughter’s tongue on her already sensitive clitoris.

“Oh, Summer. You really know how to do that!” she moans out, breaking our kiss. I step away from the two, and kneel behind my sister. Summer is kneeling on the floor, her mouth plastered to mom’s vagina. Pulling Summer’s shirt up and off, I’m happy to see she hasn’t put on a bra. I remove her pants next, and then sit flat on the floor behind her, wrapping my legs around her torso, while she goes back to eating out our mother. My cock is pressed between her ass cheeks, and I take off my shirt before enfolding my lovely sister in my arms, from behind. I bring one hand to her tit, giving it a good firm squeeze, and drop the other to her already drenched crotch.

She is even wetter than our mom, and two of my fingers slip into her with ease. She starts to moan, as she rocks her hips against my hand, and presses back against my cock. Mom is moaning in earnest now too, and soon cums on her daughter’s lips. Her legs give out from underneath her, and she collapses back into her chair.

I stand up, lifting Summer at the same time, and setting her off to the side. Mom is still trying to catch her breath, when I slide a couple inches of my penis into her, making her gasp. Her eyes fly open, and her hands go to my chest, as she looks me in the eyes.

“Fuck me with your cock, son. I really need a good screw right now.” Her words shock me, they are so different from the last time we’d made love, and I figure her ‘confidence’ switch has something to do with it.

I lean forward until our lips meet, and slide a little further into her. Our tongues wrestle, as I go deeper and deeper into my beautiful mother’s twat. She is on fire inside, and her hands roam my chest, as I slide back and forth, until I’m fully sheathed in her birth canal.

“Damn, that is so hot!” I hear Summer exclaim, and I look up to see her with two fingers in her pussy, and her other hand busily rubbing her clit. For some reason it has always been a massive turn on for me to see a woman masturbate, and I go wild, plunging in and out of our mother, while I watch Summer get herself off on her fingers.

Mom has gone silent, and I tear my eyes away from my sister’s buried fingers, to see that she is having one powerful orgasm after another, due to my pounding. Her vagina is undulating around my cock, and I have to stop moving, or I’m going to cum too soon. Instead, to distract myself, I hook my arms under her armpits, and stand up, lifting the slight mature woman with me.

Mom gasps, as her weight forces her down a little more on my intruding pole, and her legs squeeze my torso for balance. I start walking back to her room, knowing that Summer will follow.

Once inside, I allow myself to fall back on the bed, causing mom to grunt again, as she collapses onto my chest.

“Oh, son. The other night was good, but that was. . .that was unbelievable.” Her breathing is ragged as she rests her head on my chest.

‘I agree. Watching you two made me cum pretty hard, too,’ Summer thinks to me.

“I’m not done yet, mom,” I tell her, lifting her torso high enough that I can latch onto one of her nipples, while I move my hips beneath her. Her velvety folds are so slick, as I slowly fuck my own mother that my balls are dripping with her fluids after only a few strokes.

“Son, I don’t. . . ungh. . . think I can. . . ahhhhh. . . keep. . . going. . . oh, fuck!” She cries out, as I feel Summer’s tongue lick my balls, and I know she is pleasing mom at the same time. Mom starts to move her hips on her own, hands flat on my chest, moaning and grinding herself against her two loving children, and head thrown back. Her breasts are pointing out freely in the air, so I reach up, and grab a globe in each hand, massaging. When she cums again, it’s spectacular. Her whole body locks up, and I can feel her fluids gushing out of her hole, soaking my crotch and Summer’s face, while she croons one long moan in ecstasy.

She collapses to the side, as she tries to recover, and I slip out of her with a very wet slurping noise. My cock wasn’t free for long, before Summer swallows as much of it as she can, between her lips. Mom’s cum is quickly cleaned from my rod.

‘I can’t believe she got all of you in her,’ she thinks to me. “I’m next,” she says out loud, her face glistening with our mother’s sweet juices, before licking her way up my body. When our tongues meet, I can taste our mother on her, and that makes me moan even more as I slip into her slippery snatch.

I roll us away from mom, so that I can be on top, and use long, steady strokes to get as deep as I can into my sister’s vaginal cavity. I have her breasts in each hand, pinching her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers, and she is tossing her head back and forth as I strike bottom again and again. “Fuck me, Nick. Fuck your sister and make me cum hard on your motherfucking cock! Make me cum as hard as you made mom cum. Fuck me, Nick, fuck me!”

Mom must have recovered enough, because suddenly she is right there, kissing Summer soundly on the lips, while her right hand dives to her daughter’s clit, and starts rubbing. My sister’s tight pussy clamps down on me hard as she cums, sending me way over the edge.

I pull out just in time, and shoot my load across mom’s hand, and my sister’s stomach, marveling at the volume of spunk that’s spewing from me. I watch in amazement as mom breaks off kissing her daughter, and starts licking my cum off the back of her hand. When that is clean, she starts licking up my jism from Summer’s stomach.

“Don’t swallow that,” Summer pipes up breathlessly. “I want some.”

Mom sucks up more, and then brings her lips over Summer’s. I think she is just going to dribble some out, but Summer grabs the back of mom’s head, and pulls her down, sucking my potent seed straight from our mother’s lips.

Watching them turns me on so much, I realize I haven’t gone limp. I want to be back in mom again, so I crawl behind her, but she stops me.

“I can’t right now, son. Not in that hole. It’s been years, but I think I would like to have you in my ass.” Wow, I think, her confidence is really high.

“The ass, mom? I’ve heard of people doing that, but does it really feel good?” Summer asks, curiously. “Some of my girlfriends have tried talking me into it with a vibrator, but I’ve always been too scared.

Mom gives Summer a quick peck on the lips, smiling. “Sweety, some of my best ever orgasms came from anal, but your dad didn’t like it. Considering how good your brother feels in my vagina, I can only imagine what he’ll feel like in my ass.” She wiggles her behind at me. “What are you waiting for, stud?” She asks me, impatiently.

I don’t waste any more time, and dribble some spit against her anus. As I’d done with Gina in the past, I slip first one, then two fingers, into mom’s puckered brown hole. She moans into a shared kiss with Summer, as I work my third finger in. Moving my fingers in and out, at a slow pace, I hope I don’t hurt my wonderful mother when I slip into her extremely tight butt.

When I feel she’s loosened up enough, I kneel behind her. My cock is still plenty lubed up between cum and saliva, so I press it against her small brown hole. It takes a bit of pressure to get into her colon, but once the head slips in, I groan at the delightful feeling of her sphincter squeezing my rod.

“Go slow, son. You’re a lot bigger than anything I’ve ever had back there, and I feel like you’re going to split me in two.” I nod, and wait for her to give me the go ahead, before sliding deeper into her colon. “Mmm, that’s it. Nice and slow. God, it’s been too long. Ahhh, I can feel you so deep inside me.”

“I can’t believe I’m watching my brother shove his thick cock into our mother’s ass, while she fingers my cunt,” Summer mewls, and I look down to see that mom does indeed have three fingers buried in Summer’s twat.

I’m going slow, but it doesn’t take mom long before she is pushing back against me. I take the hint, and pick up my pace, until the room fills with the sounds of me slapping into her ass. Both ladies are moaning in counterpoint to the other.

Summer is playing with her clit again, and fondling one of mom’s dangling breasts while she watches us, a hungry look in her eyes.

“That’s it, son. Fuck your mother’s ass. Make me cum hard on your big fucking cock. Yes, yes, yes!” Summer plasters her lips to mom’s as she starts to cum, and I can feel mom’s tight sphincter grip me as she cums at the same time.

Mom falls forward, pulling herself off of me, as she hungrily makes out with and fingers Summer.

“Okay, sweety, your turn,” mom says softly. I see a spark of fear in my sister’s eyes, but it’s replaced by desire and determination as she looks over at my still hard pecker.

“How does it feel for you?” she asks me aloud.

“It feels wonderful,” I tell her, “but you should be asking mom, not me.”

“Mom already told me, and I saw how much she enjoyed it. I want to make sure you enjoy it too.” I don’t know if I can ever love my sister more, than at this point.

“Let me get you ready,” mom says, crawling between Summer’s legs. “We should give your brother a break, so that he can last.”

I watch in delight, as mom lifts Summer’s pelvis, and starts to lick her ass. This is a sight I’d never imagined, much less thought I’d ever see.

“Mmm, that does feel good, mom. Different, but good. I like the feel of your tongue in my ass.”

“I need you to relax, sweety,” Mom says before moving her hand up, while simultaneously moving her mouth to her daughter’s pussy, and I see my sister’s eyes go wide, as mom slips a finger into her ass.

“Oh, wow! If your finger feels that good, I wonder what his cock will feel like.” Summer’s tone easily conveys her hunger and desire. Her eyes, as she looks to me, demand satisfaction.

“You’re going to have to wait a second for that, sweety. I need to stretch you out a little first,” mom tells her, and then goes back to licking her pussy. After a few minutes, mom slips another finger in, and then another. Summer comes hard, moaning and grinding against our mother. “Okay, I think you’re ready now.”

I’m rock hard, and about ready to explode, I’m so horny right now. Mom has me lie on my back, while Summer gets on top of me. My loving mother grips my phallus, and aims it at her daughter’s ass. “Okay, Summer, come back slowly, and you will need to stay relaxed. If you tense up it’ll hurt.” Summer nods, as she sucks in her bottom lip, and looks down at me. “In this position, you have control over the speed and depth. Take is slow, and you’ll be fine.”

‘I can’t wait to feel you in my ass,’ she thinks to me. ‘I want to have you every way a woman can have a man, until you go back to school.’

I moan loudly as I feel her brown hole hit my head, and a second later I’m in her. Summer freezes immediately, and mom keeps whispering for her to relax. She does as she’s told, and even starts sliding her anus down my invading tool.

If her pussy was tight, her colon is even tighter. I can’t believe how firmly she grips me, as I feel every centimeter of myself slide deeper and deeper past her sphincter.

“Does my ass feel good, Nick?” she asks me, and I can’t find my voice right then, so I only nod. “Mmm, me too,” she moans as our pelvises finally meet. For the first time, my sword is fully sheathed in my beautiful sister.

“Good,” mom tells Summer, “now just take your time, and remember, since you’re on top, you control the pace.”

She nods, and starts to rock her hips back and forth. Her eyes grow wide again, and she looks at me in astonishment. “I can feel you in me deeper than ever. I can’t believe how good this feels. It hurt a little at first, but now that I’m used to it. . . Oh, god, but I love this!!”

I smile as I place one hand against her tit, and moved the other to her pussy. I have to angle my hand uncomfortably in order to slip a finger inside her, but her moan when I do, is worth it. She grips her free breast as she picks up her pace atop me.

Mom leans over me, and replaces my hand, and I’m able to suckle one of her breasts. It’s odd to think that I used to suck on these same nipples when I was a baby. I move the hand that had been replaced down to mom’s pussy, and despite her earlier protestations, she lets me play with her sloppy slit, while Summer’s moans grow in volume. I can’t believe I’m in my sister’s ass, with my loving mother helping us.

“Oh, God! I never knew. I never knew how good this can feel. I love you in my ass, Nick. Oh, God, I’m going to cum, and it’s a big one!” Summer starts to shake and shudder, and I think she is going to pinch my cock off, she gets so tight. But at the same time, her colon massages and writhes around the entire length of my cock, and without any other warning, I let loose deep into her ass.

Summer falls over, and mom sits up. I look at my lovely sister, as she lays there, eyes closed and breathing heavily, a smile lightly gracing her soft lips.

“That must have really been a big one,” mom whispers. “I’ve only passed out twice from an anal orgasm, but they are always the best.” Mom gives me a soft kiss, cuddling up to my side. “I think we’re going to need to be put on birth control,” she says as she pats my wilting member, and this time it’s me that smiles. “It may be wrong, and it may be incest, but the love we share is pure and strong.”

Despite how early it still is, I’m exhausted, and fall asleep, between these two lovely women in my family.

The next couple days are a blur, as we spend most of our time in bed, between one set of legs or another.

It’s with a heavy heart that I drive back up north, for New Years. Thankfully the nanites work at any distance, and I’m still able to communicate with my sister, the whole time. Unfortunately, she starts by giving me a play by play with mom, and I soon have to pull over, in order to masturbate, before I can continue driving.

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The story is now told from Sophie’s perspective.

We Never Knew Part 2: Sophie

“Dylan, we need to break up!” I said to my boyfriend after our nine-month relationship.

“Why baby? Did I do something wrong? Please don’t do this. I’ll to whatever it takes to keep this alive.”

“I’m sorry but it’s over. Goodbye Dylan.” I said as I walked out the door and called a taxi home.

I didn’t want my sister to know my secret of why I really broke up with Dylan so I rubbed my eyes to make them red and fake cried with I came home.

“Dylan broke my heart tonight!” I cried in my sister’s arms. Step one complete I thought because she totally bought it.

I should tell you my plan. I broke up with Dylan because I think I’m either bi-sexual or lesbian and I fell in love with someone else… my own sister Chloe.

A little while back, I was let out of school early and came home and I walked upstairs to my room. Before I opened the door, I heard moaning coming from our room. It sounded like my sister and she was saying something.

I opened the door a little bit and there was my sister fully naked spread eagle masturbating. I was about to leave but then she moaned my name.

“Oh Sophie yes please more more more!!!!”

What was even crazier was that I was getting turned on by it and before I knew it my hand was under my skirt touching myself to my masturbating sister.

“Yes Sophie you’re going to make me cum!!!!!!!!!”

Then she had a really powerful orgasm and was literally shaking in her bed. After that I slowly closed the door and went back downstairs.

I couldn’t believe my sister masturbating turned me on. After that, I opened and closed the front door again hoping she would hear it. I waited for a little bit to give her time to get ready. When I went back upstairs to our room, she was dressed lying in her bed reading a book for school.

“Hey sis. Why are you back early?” she asked

“We got let out early today. What have you been doing?”

“Just chilling, doing homework and now reading this super boring book for school so nothing exciting.”

That was the first day I was attracted to my sister, knew I was bisexual, and because of that I broke up with Dylan.

Anyways, she can obviously never know. Then, I planted the seed when she asked what happened. I told her he took my virginity trying my best to warm her up and I could see her twitch and it worked. I knew she was bi too but I know she would NEVER fall in love with her sister unless I made her fall in love with me.

So, I started to slowly drop signals. I would also see her keep peaking looks at me while I was changing and stuff. And there she goes with what I think are her little shows but why would she do that? Was my plan working? Then the night of the breakup, I asked to sleep in the same bed to “feel safe” and I knew that was the nail in the coffin. I had her. She was mine!!!

I woke up the next day alone in my bed and Chloe was sitting in her bed writing in what looked like a brand new journal.

“When did you get that journal?”

“Last night before you came home.”

I didn’t see the journal last night when I came home and I know she has never written in a journal before so I obviously knew something was going on but I just didn’t know what. I thought it was just fun writing or something for school.

A couple of days passed and I came home and of course she was still writing in that journal of hers. I asked her about it one day and she got all defensive.

“What are you writing sis?”

“Oh just my thoughts about stuff.”

“Thoughts about what?”

“Just life and stuff!”

“What type of stuff?”

“Just stuff ok sis? Stop interrogating me!!!”

“Ok ok sorry geez calm down.”

A couple more days passed and I kept thinking why she got so defensive. I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to know what she was writing so I decided that I would sneak home early to read her journal. I had the perfect date planned. It was going to be on March 29th and I know she couldn’t beat me home because she had volleyball practice and they had a game next week so I know she couldn’t skip.

So, two weeks later, I snuck home early, went straight to our room and found her journal and began to read. The very first line made me freeze with astonishment as a shiver went up my spine.

“3/11/16- Dear Diary, today I feel in love with my sister.”

Wow. I couldn’t believe I didn’t notice sooner. All the shows, the peeking, and her being defensive. It all made sense now. What surprised me even more is that after all this time, she only feel for me a couple weeks ago. Why now? What changed? A question soon answered by her journal entries.

Then, I read the last one. She was going to tell me today. Oh no what have I done! I heard the front door open. Oh no she was home. Before I had time to put the journal back, she was already at our doorway to our room.

“Sophie! Please put that down so I…”

I stopped her by putting a finger over her lips. I wanted to kiss them so badly but I knew I had to wait. She looked so scared and about to cry. My sisterly instincts kicked in and I gave her a hug.

“Calm down sis” I said to ease her nerves. “You want my answer?”

“About that?”

“My feelings.”

“More than anything. Please tell…”

I didn’t let her finish by planting and kiss on her lips. I could feel the love from my sister pouring out of her and she kissed me back. We kissed and embraced for what seemed like hours but was only a couple of minutes.

I broke the kiss and said with love in my voice,

“My answer is yes Chloe. Yes yes yes!”

“I thought it was no” she said as we both laughed.

“I love you, Chloe.

“I love you too Sophie and I’m glad you feel the same way.”

With that, we kissed some more until it was night, spooned, and drifted off to sleep.

Let me know what you think with a rating and a comment. If you give a negative rating please tell me why so I can improve my writing.

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Kurtis’s sister, Lasla, is getting into the fun of dominating and controlling his sex slaves!

The Son of Lust

Chapter Twelve: Dominating Her Brother’s Women

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2020

Note: This story was commissioned by Ultrasound 7 and has allowed me to share it with you. This may contain scenarios and acts that I normally wouldn’t write. There will be a strong sex slave/domination theme. I will keep this from violating any cannon established in the world and I developed the mythology that drives this story.

Pyrriah – Rathay Desert

“Nephi?” I asked as I rode on my camel out across the salt flats before the sphinx’s cave.

“Yes, Mistress Pyrriah?” the sphinx asked. She padded along beside us in her lion-like form. She looked so interesting in it, her body all tawny fur save for her head and chest (and breasts) which were human. She had a mane of dark-red hair and gray-feathered eagle wings. Sphinxes were all born out of Las’s seed, like my family.

“You called me Gewin’s get,” I said. “What did you mean by that?”

“Are you not one of the War God’s daughters?” the sphinx asked. “Did you not know you are a demigoddess?”

“I am a demigoddess,” I said. “But I am not Gewin’s daughter. I’m Las’s. I’m Kurtis’s twin sister.” This unease clenched about my body. I had strange abilities. I could make fire in extreme circumstances, my hair glowed when I was angry or in the throes of climax, and I knew how to fight with a tulwar even though I had never seen a sword. “Right, Mother? I’m your daughter with Las.”

“She is my daughter,” said my dragon-mother. “I carried her and Kurtis in my womb for nine months. The only god I had been with was Las. I have never met, let alone lain, with Gewin.”

The sphinx looked perplexed. “My apologies, Mistress Pyrriah. I grew up in the cave. I have never left it. I must be mistaken. I thought I sensed Gewin in you. There is something… peculiar about you. You are different from your siblings. Las’s scent is all over them. They brim with lust.”

“I brim with lust,” I protested. “I’m just as kinky as Lasla and Kurtis.” I glanced at my brother riding his camel at the lead of the party. “Right?”

“She’s a kinky one all right,” Kurtis said. He glanced back at me. “She’s never shy about sucking cock or licking cum out of pussies or anything. If I asked her to strip naked and fuck a dildo in and out of her cunt before the entire city, she would.”

My pussy clenched. “That sounds hot. Can I do that?”

“Yes, yes, can we?” Lasla asked, quivering. “We could make Mother Azuliana lick our cunts, too.”

Kurtis laughed. “See, they are Las’s daughters. Just like you are, Nephi. We’re all family here.”

“I must be Las’s daughter because that was such a sexy thing to hear.” Nephi fluttered her wings. “And you truly bred me, Master Kurtis? I carry our incestuous child in my womb?”

“Yes, you do.”

That made me so wet. I had to be Las’s daughter. We all had powers. Lasla could make sex toys, Kurtis could manipulate lusts and desires in others, and I could make fire and fight. There had to be some way that was connected to Las.

There just had to be.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Lasla

After we had our camp readied for the night and the sun had set, I knew what I had to do. I had to make sure that Nephi knew how to please my brother. She was part of our party, his newest sex slave. She had to be prepared to love him in any way.

“Nephi!” I commanded, my voice cracking.

“Yes, Mistress Lasla?” Nephi asked. She padded over to me in her sphinx form. She had such a leonine grace in it.

“It’s good that you come when called,” I said. “You are Kurtis’s. Obedience is paramount.”

“Of course,” she said, her tail swishing back and forth. “He tamed me. His will is my will now.” She smiled, sharp teeth gleaming between her plump lips.

“Good. You also have to know how to please him sexually. You need to learn to give him a proper blowjob.”

“Proper blowjob, huh?” Kurtis said, rising from the fire we had made. Yes, you had to make fires in the desert. How else did you cook your dinner? It also drove back the dark. He unwound his blue robes and slid them off his muscular body. His cock thrust out hard before him.

He was always hard. That was one of the things that made him so sexy.

“Know, get your head down there and suck,” I commanded, my own pussy hot. I slipped out of my purple robes, letting them fall off my body. My round breasts jiggled. “And mind those teeth. You don’t want to damage his cock.”

“Never,” said Nephi.

She folded her wings tight about her body. Then she lowered herself down to her belly, her boobs jiggled as she brought her lips right to his cock. She opened her mouth wide. Then she slid her lips over his dick. He groaned as she did.

Then she sucked. So she knew that much. He groaned, his face contorting from the pleasure of her suckling mouth. My pussy clenched, the heat building and building in my cunt. I wanted to touch myself, but I held back.

“Now, are you using your tongue?” I asked.

Nephi shook her head.

“Well, use it. Swirl it around over his dick. You have to increase his pleasure. You have to make him cum. Whether you get any of his cum is just a bonus.”

She whimpered and moved her head. Her wings fluttered. Kurtis groaned, a smile spreading on his lips. I could tell my brother was enjoying it. My pussy clenched, so glad that the sphinx was pleasing him.

Her sucking and slurping filled the air. Pyrriah and Mother Azuliana were kissing by the fire, the pair lost to their lesbian incest. They provided the background noise to the hot sight of my brother getting blown by the monster.

“Now move your head,” I said, pushing on the back of her head. I slid her lips a few inches down his cock. “Come on, work that head. I want him firing his cum into your mouth. Do it. Make him cum.”

She whimpered and her tail swished. She bobbed her head. He groaned louder. His face twisted in delight. I loved it. The sphinx worked her head up and down his cock, sucking the entire time. Drool ran down her chin.

I swiped it up and held it on my finger before her eyes. “See that spittle. That’s yours. Every blowjob should be sloppy like this. You’re doing good.”

She moaned in delight.

“Now you can purr,” I said. “Do it. Purr. The sound will hum around his cock and make him feel real good.”

The sphinx’s purring rose through the night. Nephi’s wings twitched more. This was so exciting. My cunt clenched, my pussy on fire with lust. I trembled, my face contorting with the bliss of this moment. It was incredible.

“That’s it,” I groaned, my pussy dripping juices down my thighs. “Yes, yes, just like that. You’re doing great.”

“Yes, you are,” panted Kurtis. “You are giving an amazing blowjob.”

Nephi purred louder. Her eyes closed. She made such obscene sounds as she sucked on him. She nursed with hunger. She worked on that cock. She pleasured him with her passion. That made me so hot. I loved it.

I watched her blowing him. Saw the pleasure on his face. In the background, Pyrriah and Mother Azuliana sixty-nined, devouring the other’s pussy. My own cunt was on fire, but I ignored it. I was having too much fun.

“That’s good,” I told Nephi. “But now you really have to please him. You have to deep-throat him.”

I straddled her body, grabbed her head from behind, and thrust her mouth down his cock. I felt his dick hit the back of her throat. Her wings fluttered, brushing my legs. I kept pushing on her head. She gurgled.

“Swallow all of his cock,” I moaned. “Relax that throat and let him in!”

I pushed harder. The wicked sounds she made had more cunt juices flowing down my thighs. Then she slid her mouth down his dick. I shuddered, pushing her head forward, sliding her lips down and down his thighs.

Her lips pressed into his bush.

She had taken every inch of him. This rush surged through me. I groaned, my cunt clenching. Wicked heat rushed through me. My hips wiggled back and forth, my twat on fire. This was so hot to do. To teach her this.

“Gods damn, that’s good,” Kurtis moaned. “You are a good teacher, Lasla.”

I beamed at my brother.

I drew back Nephi’s head. She sucked and slurped the entire way. Such a sloppy sounding blowjob. I pulled back until his cock popped out of her throat. Then I pushed on her again. She moaned and then swallowed his cock faster this time.

“That’s it,” I cooed, fucking her mouth up and down his cock. “That’s how you deep-throat him.”

I released her head and she kept doing it on her own. I moved to the side now, watching. Kurtis groaned, his face contorted in bliss. I smiled at the sight. The sphinx deep-throated his cock again and again. She swallowed his shaft with hunger.

With a growl, he grabbed Nephi’s head and held her in place. He fucked his cock in and out of her compliant mouth. She purred, wings flexing. Her powerful body could stop this. She was strong than my brother and me.

But she didn’t. She submitted to him.

“That’s right,” I cooed. “He’s mouth-fucking you. Mmm, it’s something you have to be ready for. And you’re doing amazing at it. Look at you go. Just swallowing his cock as he fucks you. Mmm, yes, yes, just like that, slut.”

Nephi purred her delight while Kurtis growled. His orgasm built and built. He panted, his chest rising and falling as he thrust forward. He fucked hard into her mouth. He drove his cock down her gullet.

He fucked her hard, his balls cracking into her chin. And she accepted his passion. Her purring moans around his dick were so intoxicating to witness. I swooned, so happy that I could help Kurtis enjoy his sphinx better.

It was fun being like the mistress of his slaves. Controlling them and the women in his lives. I shuddered, my cunt clenching. I would be the best mistress and sculpt them to please him in so many wonderful and kinky ways.

I almost orgasmed just thinking about it.

“Las’s big dick!” Kurtis growled and buried to the hilt in her gullet. “Yes!”

He pumped his cum straight into Nephi’s belly, denying her the pleasure of tasting his cum. But that was his prerogative. He pumped jizz down her gullet. He grunted with each blast. I shuddered, my pussy on fire from the wicked sight.

Then he finished. He pulled his cock out of her mouth. More drool spilled down her chin. She panted, her big breasts rising and falling as she stared up at him. She licked her lips, her wings rustling.

“Now thank him,” I said. “Thank him for dumping his cum into your belly.”

“Thank you, Master,” she moaned. “I’m so happy that my mouth and throat could make you happy. Thank you for cumming down my gullet and into my belly!”

“You’re welcome,” he said and grinned at me. I made my brother happy.

I almost came again.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Kurtis

Lasla lay on her back now as Nephi shifted to her human form. The fur melted away. Her lion-like limbs became sleek thighs and sultry arms. In moments, a beautiful woman knelt before me. She still had her cat ears twitching as they thrust up through her hair.

“Eat her cunt now,” I ordered Nephi. “Devour my sister’s pussy.”

“Yes, yes, get that tongue in me and make me cum,” Lasla ordered. “As you do, part your butt-cheeks. You have to take my brother’s dick in all of your holes.”

“Yes, Mistress Lasla.” As Nephi lowered her face to my sister’s cunt, she reached behind and parted her butt-cheeks. Her asshole winked at me above her furred muff. “Please, please use my asshole, Mater.”

My dick throbbed at the sight and her words. I grinned and fell to my knees. “I will gladly use your asshole, Nephi.”

Her purrs rumbled from her throat. She buried her face into my sister’s twat and licked her. Lasla shuddered, her face contorting with the delight. I grinned, so glad that she was getting the pleasure she deserved.

My dick throbbed as I sank to my knees. My cock bobbed out before me. It swayed, my balls hard and aching. They were full of cum that I would unleash. Just fire spurt after spurt of cum that would baste her asshole.

I was so ready for that. I pressed my cock into her butt-cheeks and slid down to her asshole. She moaned her, cat ears twitching. I loved the sight as I pushed my dick right against that anal ring. Her tight hole resisted.

“Relax your asshole,” groaned Lasla. “Just let him slide into you.”

“Yes, Mistress,” she moaned.

The resistance from her asshole lessened. Then she groaned as her anal ring parted. I smiled as her hot flesh slid over my dick’s crown. Nephi’s wonderful bowels held such promise. I was so eager to slide into her.

I popped into her bowels. I groaned as her hot flesh slid over me. She felt incredible. I enjoyed that delight as I slid my cock deeper and deeper into her bowels. I gripped her hips, her asshole stretching to take my dick.

“Master!” she moaned. “Oh, Master, thank you for using me.”

“Yes, yes, use her,” Lasla moaned. “Ooh, Nephi, lick all over my pussy with that naughty tongue of yours.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

Nephi’s head moved as she lapped at Lasla’s cunt. My sister shuddered. She whimpered, her face bursting with pleasure. I groaned, too, my cock bottoming out in Nephi’s asshole. Her velvety sheath gripped every inch of my dick.

It was an incredible delight. I savored it. I smiled at the feel of that wonderful asshole squeezing about my cock. I shuddered and drew back. My cock throbbed in her depths. She massaged me, purring as she devoured my sister’s cunt.

I plunged back into Nephi. My balls smacked into her taint. She groaned, tightening her bowels on my dick as I pulled back. That was perfect. Just a delight to enjoy. I groaned, loving every heartbeat of fucking her asshole. I pounded the sphinx.

I thrust my dick hard into Nephi’s asshole. I reveled in the feel of her velvety bowels around my cock. She made me feel amazing. I groaned, loving every second of thrusting into her bowels. That hot, tight, delicious asshole clenched about my cock. It was stunning to feel.

Amazing.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I groaned, thrusting to the hilt in her. I plunged my cock hard and fast. I buried to the hilt in her with passion. I thrust with all the strength that I had. It was incredible to feel her around me. “Nephi!”

“Master! Master!” she purred. “I’m so glad I’m making you feel good.”

“So good,” I growled, gripping my sphinx’s hips. I owned her. What a heady thrill to experience. This wonderful rush of bliss. I thrust with power into her bowels. I fucked her hard and fast. I buried to the hilt in her. God, it was incredible. “Fuck, yes!”

I plunged away in her. I fucked her with hard strokes. Powerful strokes. She purred into Lasla’s cunt. My sister shuddered, her boobs jiggling. Her black hair fanned out over the blanket she lay on. She arched her back, the silvery moonlight kissing her tits.

“That’s nice, Nephi, but you can do better!” she groaned, grabbing the sphinx’s mane of dark-red hair.

“Better?” gasped Nephi in dismay, her asshole clenching about my cock.

“Mmm, don’t just lap at my entire pussy. Vary your tongue’s strokes. Focus on parts of me. Nibble on my labia. My clit. Suck on the bud. Thrust your tongue into my depths. And don’t be afraid to use your fingers. To plunge one or two or even three into me. You can fuck them out of me while sucking on my clit.”

“I can do that, Mistress Lasla!”

I loved how eager she was to please. She was such a delightful creature. I thrust harder into her asshole, my balls smacking into her taint. The pleasure rushed through me. It was fantastic to enjoy. I buried into her. I fucked her with passion. I drove my dick into her hard and fast. I slammed my cock to the hilt in her wonderful bowels. She squeezed when I pulled back, increasing my pleasure.

She shifted her hand. Lasla gasped as Nephi pumped her arm to thrust her digits in and out of my sister’s cunt. I smiled, so glad she was teaching Nephi to be a better lover. The sphinx moved her head as she feasted on my sister’s cunt.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned, savoring burying into her bowels. “Please her, Nephi. Make my sister cum!”

“She’s definitely doing that!” moaned Lasla.

“I’m so happy!” purred Nephi. “Master, I will. I’ll make your sister cum. And you, too. My asshole will make your dick spurt all that hot cum into me.”

“I know!” I groaned, thrusting hard and fast into her. I buried into her anal depths with such force. Her asshole felt incredible about my cock. I loved the feel. I savored the bliss. This was amazing to experience. I groaned, thrusting faster and harder. I buried to the hilt in her. I pumped away at her bowels with everything I had.

The pleasure melted through me. It was fantastic. I loved every second of it. I savored the bliss of fucking her asshole. I groaned, my dick plowing deep and hard into her bowels. I fucked her with strength. With vigor.

I slammed into her depths. I buried to the hilt in her over and over again. My dick buried deep into her. Hard. It was fantastic to feel. Amazing. My cock throbbed in her asshole. I savored the feel of her while watching my sister writhe on the ground.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Nephi moaned. “Las’s big dick, Master, that’s good. That’s amazing. I love being fucked in the ass by you.”

“And how do you feel about fingering my cunt?” asked Lasla.

“I love fingering your cunt and licking your cunt and lapping at your cunt!” moaned Nephi. “I love all of this. I have masturbated so many times dreaming of doing naughty things. Now I get to. I love you, Master, for naming me!”

“You’re welcome,” I groaned as I pumped away at her asshole. I fucked her with passion, letting her feel just how much she meant to me. “you can cum. I want to feel that ass spasming around my dick.”

“After you make me cum!” Lasla groaned. “Then you can cum on my brother’s cock and satisfy him with your dick.”

I grinned at my sister. “You are a wicked one.”

She winked at me.

I thrust over and over into Nephi’s asshole. It was an incredible hole to enjoy. I loved the feel of her bowels squeezing about my dick, that velvety grip massaging me. My balls tighten. She would make me explode. I would pump all my cum into her asshole.

My sister moaned louder, gripping Nephi’s hair. The sphinx still thrust her fingers in and out of my sister’s cunt. Still pleasured her. This was such a treat to enjoy. I loved every second of thrusting into her. Fucking her hard.

My dick melted in her asshole. I loved every second of it. I buried into her depths again and again. Lasla moaned. Her face twisted. She arched her back, her silver-painted tits jiggling, moon shadows dancing over her flesh.

“Las’s big dick, yes!” squealed my sister. “Drink my cream! Oh, drink it!”

“Yes, Mistress!” Nephi purred.

She drank my sister’s cunt cream. I drove into my sphinx’s asshole. She purred louder. Then her bowels spasmed around me. I groaned at that massaging grip. I drew back my cock and savored her sheath rippling around me. She felt incredible. my balls tightened.

“Gods, yes!”

I spurted my cum into her bowels. I fired blast after blast of my jizz into her convulsing asshole. The sphinx milked me with her rippling flesh. The pleasure slammed into my mind. My grunts joined her purrs and my sister’s gasps.

“Yes, yes, Nephi!” Lasla moaned. “Gods damn, that’s how you eat pussy! Mmm, yes, yes!”

“That ass!” I groaned. “Nephi, that is a delicious ass you have.”

“Thank you, Master, for cumming in it!” she gasped, her passion echoing through the air. “I am so happy to pleasure you. It is my dream to give you such bliss.”

I shuddered through my pleasure. I hit the peak of my ecstasy. I quivered there, loving every minute of it. I groaned, savoring the delight of this moment. It was incredible. I shuddered, my mind melting beneath the bliss.

Then I fired the last of my cum into her bowels. I panted, savoring that wonderful bliss. My mind felt dizzy from the euphoria that burned through me. It was incredible to feel it flowing through me. I smiled, so glad to experience it.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Lasla – Shilter Strait

The trip back from the desert was uneventful. The Treasure Box was waiting for us. The morning after we returned to Goldport, we sailed out to sea and began rounding the southern coast of the Rathay desert. On the second day, we entered the Shilter Strait and soon were passing by the territory of the Queendom of Naith.

We would be in Ankush on the next day.

That night, we anchored in the middle of the strait. I wanted to have more fun being in charge.

“Okay, ladies!” I said. “Line up! All the women on the crew of the treasure box.”

The halflings gave me curious looks. Overia giggled while her mother rolled her eyes. My cheeks burned. They had to understand that they were here to serve my brother, so they had to obey me. I conjured a whip.

“Now!”

CRACK!

I snapped it over Overia’s head. “If you want to enjoy my brother’s cock, then you will line up right now.”

“Is that true?” asked Alli. She was the youngest female on board the ship. “Do we have to do what she says to fuck you, Kurtis?”

“Yep,” he said.

There was a silence and then they all darted forward.

CRACK!

“That’s right!” I said.

CRACK!

“Line up! Come one. I want to see you lined up!” I glared at them. “You want to enjoy my brother, you need to understand that I’m the mistress of all his sex slaves.”

“Is that what we are?” asked Telesi.

“Yep,” I said. “And you’re lucky he’s kind enough to share you with the three men on the ship. But don’t forget, my brother rules this vessel now.”

They all shifted. The three men watched as their wife and daughter (in Tarthan’s case), and mothers and sisters (in Foran’s and Tormin’s cases) lined up. Overia was standing beside her mother, Bethie. The two humans towered over the halfling. Then came Telesi with her daughter Kelesi, then Nelli with her two daughters Delli and Alli, and the last two were mother Malial and daughter Shalial.

“Get naked, sluts,” I ordered, pacing the deck. It had a gentle roll to it tonight, the sea calm. With the sun setting, the air was cooling off. “Hurry!”

Pantaloons and vests were doffed, revealing all their naked bodies, the human women with their dark-brown skin and the halflings with their metallic bronze. They all had breasts of different sizes, large and small. Some had pubic hair others shaved their twats. They were all gorgeous.

“Now, we are going to have a masturbation contest. The one who cums first gets to join Kurtis in bed. I get second place. Pyrriah third place, our dragon mother fourth place, and Nephi fifth place. Those who go last, you will pleasure the three men all night long in any way you want. Now, Bethie, you might be tempted to lose so your husband and son—”

“Oh, no, I want to win!” she moaned, staring at Kurtis’s cock. The married woman shuddered. “I want my Master to fuck me hard tonight.”

I smiled. “Then on the count of three.”

The women all got onto their backs or knelt with hands over their pussies.

“THREE!”

They all were poised to thrust fingers into cunts.

“TWO!”

They quivered, whimpering, nipples hard. The scent of hot pussies brushed my nose.

“ONE!”

They thrust their digits into their cunts and began masturbating hard. My brother smiled, nodding his approval. Pyrriah cuddled up to him, her hand stroking his cock while he groped her ass. His eyes drank in all those naughty halflings and the two human women fingering their twats.

They moaned and gasped. Backs arched. Tits heaved. Digits buried into furred muffs and shaved quims. The scent of hot cunt grew and grew. My own pussy clenched, juices leaking out of me. A hot shiver ran through me.

This was incredible to watch. Just absolutely amazing. “That’s it,” I cooed. “Come on, Delli, finger that cunt. You want to fuck my brother, don’t you?”

“Vedr’s queefs, I do!” the halfling moaned. “Oh, I love his big dick reaming into me. I want to fuck my Master’s cock!”

“Then work those fingers faster!” I hissed.

CRACK!

“You’re pleasuring yourself for that cock!”

Pyrriah waggled Kurtis’s cock and giggled. She whispered something to our brother. He smiled at her and kissed her while all the women, halfling and human, stared at his cock with wanton hunger. They wanted him. Frigged themselves for him.

My pussy soaked my bush. My cunt clenched as I walked around, reveling in the power that I had over these women. It was so sexy dominating them to please my brother. My boobs jiggled and my hips swayed as I circled them.

“What is that?” I demanded of Alli. “That limp-wristed masturbation. Finger that cunt. And you only have one digit in there. Get as many as you can stuff into that whore-cunt!”

“Y-yes, Lasla!” she gasped, thrusting two more fingers into her pussy and rubbing hard. “Vedr’s queef, yes.”

“Address me as Mistress Lasla.” I glanced at the masturbating women, Bethie squeezing one of her large tits. “That applies to all of you.”

“Yes, Mistress Lasla,” groaned out from the women. Some were throaty. Some were moans. They all sounded so sexy.

I glanced at Kurtis. He grinned at me, nodding his head. He approved; that made my pussy clench and clit throb.

Mother Azuliana and Nephi were watching, the sphinx in her human form. Kurtis had her change before we got to the city. He put a turban and a spare robe over her, though she had ditched both now that we were on the ship.

I paused at Kelesi fingering her pussy and asshole. I nodded in approval as she had four fingers into her pussy and two in her asshole. She groaned, squirming on her back as she whimpered and shuddered, climbing towards her orgasm.

Telesi, next to her, was nursing on her own nipple. The halfling quivered, her fingers reaming out her cunt and the heel of her hand grinding on her clit. I nodded my approval, loving the sight of her nursing herself.

“Mmm, and look at Nelli,” I said, the motherly first mate on her hands and knees. She had her left hand shoved between her thighs, fingering her pussy hard. Her silver hair fell around her face while she shuddered. Juices spilled down her thighs and dripped on the decking. “Someone is masturbating to win.”

“I am, Mistress Lasla,” she panted.

“You want this cock!” Pyrriah cheered. She waved it around, her eyes smoky with desire. “Come on, work for it!”

They were all moaning and gasping. I looked around, wondering who would cum second. Which one would I get to enjoy? They were all shuddering. Moaning. I could see they were all approaching their orgasms.

“Vedr’s queef,” Kelesi moaned. The captain’s daughter shuddered. Her red hair waved as she reamed out her cunt and pinched her nipple. “I’m almost there. I’m so close.”

My pussy clenched. I stared at her, licking my lips. Was she the winner? Her face twisted. Her bare toes curled. She planted her feet on the decking and humped her hips up into the air like she was meeting Kurtis’s strokes.

“Just… just…”

“Vedr’s huge queef!” squealed Malial. The navigator bucked and shuddered. “I’m cumming!” Juices gushed out of her shaved pussy. She ripped her fingers away and showered the decking with her pussy cream. “I get him. I get Kurtis!”

“No!” Kelesi moaned and then she shuddered through her orgasm. I smiled down at the girl I would get to enjoy. The captain’s daughter gasped and moaned, her face twisting with her pleasure.

“Who do I get?” Pyrriah gasped.

“Gods, yes!” Bethie moaned. She bucked to the right, taking third place. The others were masturbating fast and hard as Tarthan’s wife slumped down. Pyrriah squealed and darted over to the motherly woman.

“We’re going to get it on!” Pyrriah said and grabbed her free hand. “Ooh, yes!”

Bethie smiled.

The other women were shuddering. They were all glancing at Mother Azuliana. She had an amazing cock. They wanted her. The next one to cum would get her. She had her chastity belt off. She was free to fuck them.

Malial burst to her feet and rushed to Kurtis. She threw herself at him. He scooped up the halfling in his arms, holding her lithe body. She looked childish for a moment until you saw those large breasts and realized she was a mother and widow.

“Mmm, so me and you, huh?” Kelesi asked me as the others were masturbating fiercely.

I winked at her.

She winked back.

The masturbating women were all rising to their climaxes. It was hard to tell who it would be. Overia was plunging four fingers into her cunt while Alli was fingering her asshole and pussy with such passion. She worked fast and hard.

“Vedr’s mighty queef!” the captain cried out as she shuddered. “I’m getting that hermaphrodite-dick, Azuliana!”

“Perfect,” she purred back. “I want you to plant that cunt on my big dick and fuck me.

“Oh, and I get Nephi!” Shalial moaned. The petite halfling moaned through her orgasm.

The others shuddered. The men stared at the women they would get to enjoy tonight, especially Tarthan staring at his daughter. Tormin had his half-sisters to lust over. This was all so exciting. My pussy clenched as Kurtis glanced at me.

He winked at me then took Malial into the cabins.

I made him happy. I loved it. That was perfect. Just the thing that I wanted. I hummed my delight as I led Kelesi away. She gripped my hand, the captain’s daughter beaming up at me. I thought about the perfect toy to conjure.

Once we were in the small cabin, I conjured it about Kelesi’s waist. A band of woven gold held the double-headed dildo in place. One part curved up and into her pussy. She gasped, he body shuddering as her cunt was suddenly full.

“Vedr’s queef,” the captain’s daughter moaned. Her round breasts swayed. She squeezed her eyes shut, metallic-red hair swaying about her face. “Oh, wow, that’s incredible. You just made that appear in my pussy.

“Uh-huh,” I said and slid onto the bed. I parted my legs and stared at the other half of the toy. A thick shaft, ringed by four ridges to massage my cunt. I liked to experiment in different shapes. “Now fuck me with it. Pound my cunt. I need it.”

“Sure,” she said. “Mmm, this feels great in my cunt.”

“It will feel even better while your fucking me,” I moaned.

Kelesi smiled. Then she hopped on the bed and fell between my thighs. Her boobs jiggled. She had such a wild look in her eyes as she brought that golden toy to my pussy lips. She pressed it into my bush then found my folds. I groaned as she located my entrance. Thrust.

The dildo spread open my pussy. The first rib entered my twat, the ridge massaging my pussy wall. I groaned and squeezed my cunt down around it. Then the second. The third. The fourth. The toy was all the way in me, massaging me.

“Vedr’s queef,” the young halfling groaned. “That’s… You… Vedr’s queef, that feels amazing.”

I winked at her and then groaned as she drew back her hips. The ribs massaged my pussy walls in such new and exciting ways. My cunt drank it in. I squirmed on my back, groaning out my delight as she plunged back into me.

It was incredible. Those ridges worked out better than I had expected. The friction they churned up melted through my body. My boobs jiggled as she fucked me, my body rocking on the bed. She groaned, thrusting away, her round tits jiggling.

“Oh, yes, yes, Lasla!” she moaned. “Ooh, that’s amazing. That’s just great. I love it. This wicked toy is going to make me cum.”

“Good,” I moaned, my pussy heating up faster and faster.

I rose towards my orgasm. It built and built in me, those massaging ridges bringing me closer and closer to cumming. To exploding in her. I groaned with each thrust. My body trembled, my cunt squeezed so tight about her.

She moaned, her metallic-bronze face twisting in delight. Her red hair flew about her face. She fucked me with such passion. I groaned, savoring the pleasure of her cunt squeezing about me. I loved it. This heat swept over me every time she plowed into me.

I groaned. Whimpered. My body shook. My boobs jiggled. The halfling’s small frame shuddered as she fucked me with such vigor. I groaned, loving the feel of the dildo massaging my cunt. The pleasure swelled.

“I’m going to cum!” I moaned.

“Gods, me, too!” she moaned, thrusting away.

My pussy melted around the dildo. Those ridges slid in and out of me, stimulating me with every thrust. She groaned, her hands grabbing her boobs. Her head arched back as she buried her dildo into me.

I shuddered, my cunt clenching. I whimpered, rising towards my orgasm as she fucked into me with her hard strokes. Her moans mixed with mine. Both of us were gasping and shuddering. I loved this toy I had conjured.

The halfling drove the golden dildo to the depths of my cunt. The ridges that ringed the shaft massaged my silky flesh. I groaned, my pussy clamping down on her cunt. My face twisted in pleasure as she stimulated me.

Then I came.

“Las’s big dick!” I moaned, bucking into the thrust of Kelesi. The halfling fucked me hard, her round breasts heaving while her red hair danced around my face.

“Oh, Gods, yes!” she whimpered and slammed into me. “This is incredible!”

She joined me in cumming. I trembled on the bed, my pussy writhing and spasming. The pleasure rushed through me. My twat convulsed around that naughty toy. I heard groans through the thin wall. Kurtis enjoying Malial.

I had made my brother happy.

That giddy thought worked through me as I trembled through my climax. I hit that wonderful peak, my mind melting beneath the thrill of dominating other women for my brother. I smiled, my flesh suffused with ecstasy.

His groans of pleasure made me so happy. I missed my children, but this quest was naughty. I supported my brother one-hundred percent. I would prove it by dominating the women that he collected.

They would please him properly.

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Kurtis – Ankush, The Queendom of Naith

“Lasla, get to the prow and thrust that ass at me,” I growled as we approached Ankush. We had sailed for a few days from Goldport. Now we were arriving. This would be a dangerous place.

Lasla glanced at me and smiled. My sister had been so different since I’d tamed Nephi. She was trying to prove how strong and dominating she was. It was certainly a delicious thing to behold. It made my dick throb as we approached the capital of the Queendom of Naith.

I wanted to fuck a rakshasa. Maybe even tame one. I knew it would be a challenge. Something that I would have to strive for. But I felt up to it. I could do this. I could march into that den of cunning women and triumph.

My dick was so hard as I moved across the deck. The crew was busy. Mother, Pyrriah, and Nephi watched the approach. The setting sun pained the building of Ankush in bright and fiery reds. The harbor bustled with smaller ships returning after a day’s fishing.

Lasla reached the prow and bent over, thrusting that ass out at me. I smiled at the perfect curves of her rump. My sisters were the most beautiful women on the planet. They were Las’s daughters, so of course, they were perfect.

My dick throbbed and ached as I stepped up behind her. I aimed my cock at her butt-cheeks. She wiggled them, her ass jiggling back and forth. She made me throb. I pressed my cock into her crack and slid it down and down.

“Mmm, right there, brother,” she moaned as I found her asshole. “Fuck me right there. I want that dick in my asshole.”

“Such a good sister,” I said. “You’ve been working hard and shaping up the crew.”

“Just making sure the women know their place in serving you,” she said, her cheeks blushing. I could feel her embarrassment trembling through her. “That’s all.”

“It has been fun,” I said, pushing on her asshole.

“I’m glad you’ve enjoyed it!” she moaned.

Her anal ring widened to swallow my cock with ease. She was Las’s daughter. She didn’t flinch from anal. I groaned as I slid into her bowels. Her hot flesh squeezed about me as I sank deeper and deeper into her flesh. I trembled as I filled her up. She felt incredible, her velvety sheath engulfing me.

She moaned as I sank more and more of my cock into her. She moaned, squeezing about me. Her entire body trembled. She moaned her delight. Her hips undulated, stirring her asshole around my dick. It felt incredible.

The city of Ankush came closer and closer as I bottomed out in my sister’s bowels. My hands stroked up and down her body. I caressed her skin, loving the feel of her silky flesh beneath my touch. She was so exciting to caress. To play with.

I found her breast. I squeezed my sister’s tits, the sea air rushing past us. She groaned, her bowels squeezing about my dick. I kneaded those round mounds, my fingers sliding over them. I reached her nipples and pinched them.

She gasped.

I smiled as I twerked her nubs. I twisted them. Played with them. I enjoyed every moment of tugging on them. Her bowels clenched down about me. I loved it. I slowly drew back my cock, sliding inch after inch of my dick out of her.

“Kurtis!” she moaned. “Oh, Kurtis, yes!”

“Mmm, you like that?” I asked and rammed back into her?”

“Uh-huh,” she moaned, my crotch smacking into her rump. “I’m Las’s daughter.”

“I know. I’m going to need you.”

“You have me, brother!”

I smiled, loving hearing that while I played with her nipples. Pleasure raced down my cock. Her velvety asshole massaged me. I groaned, thrusting into her bowels’ depths. I fucked hard into her. I buried with faster strokes.

My balls swung into her. they cracked into her flesh. I groaned, loving every moment of plunging into her asshole. Her wonderful sheath held me. It was incredible to feel her gripping me. I groaned, pumping away at her. I fucked her with passion.

With vigorous strength.

I buried to the hilt in her. I fucked her with such passion. I plunged every inch of my dick into her as she gasped and moaned. She squeezed her bowels around me. I slammed my cock into her depths as the ship turned into the harbor.

The Ziggurat rose in the heart of the city. A monstrous step-pyramid looking soaked in blood. I groaned, thrusting away at her. The pleasure built and built as we came closer and closer to the dangerous city. The thrill swelled in me.

My nuts smacked into my sister’s bowels as I stared at the heart of the Queendom of Naith. The den of dangerous rakshasas. I groaned, fucking my cock to the hilt in Lasla’s bowels again and again. I buried deep and hard. I held nothing back, letting her feel my passion.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she moaned as we sailed closer. “Oh, Kurtis, that’s it. That’s amazing. Just keep ramming that big dick into my bowels.”

“Mmm, you going to cum on my dick?” I demanded.

“Yes!” she moaned, squeezing around me. “I want to. I want to cum. I want your jizz spurting into me.”

“Good!” I growled, slamming into her hard and fast. “I need that passion.”

“You have it!”

Before us, a rowboat bobbed, the man waving at the ship. The Treasure Box turned to follow the pilot craft through the bustling harbor to the docks. I slammed into my sister’s bowels as we came closer and closer to the wharf.

My nuts tightened. My jizz came closer and closer to spurting out of my cock and into her cunt. I would flood her with such passion. Just fire all that spunk into her bowels. It would be incredible. I would flood her. fill her with every drop of jizz I had in me.

“Do you know why I need your passion?” I growled, slamming into her.

“Tell me!” she gasped, her hips humping back, smacking her butt-cheeks into my crotch.

“See the Ziggurat! That’s our goal, Lasla!”

“Gods, you’re serious!” Her bowels clamped down hard as I buried to the hilt in her incestuous sheath. She gasped and then her asshole convulsed. “Yes, yes, you are serious. Las’s big dick!”

I felt her passion rippling around me. That wonderful delight convulsed around my cock as I hammered away at her bowels. I squeezed her tits, my own cum rising and rising in my balls. I would have such a huge orgasm. Just a mighty blast of cum.

“We’ll do it!” she moaned. “Oh, yes, yes. You, me, Pyrriah, Mother Azuliana, and Nephi! We’ll dominate those sexy rakshasas!”

Her bowels sucked at my cock. Her passion pulled on me. I groaned and slammed to the hilt in her spasming asshole. My balls tightened. Then they erupted. My cum fired out of my cock and into her bowels.

I pumped her full of my spunk. I fired blast after blast of jizz into her. I savored every moment. Every last second of pumping away at her. I basted her with my cum. I coated her with my spunk. It was incredible.

“Gods, we’re going to do it, Lasla!” I groaned, my mind bursting with pleasure as her bowels milked out the last of my cum. I stared at the Ziggurat.

Stars danced around it. I held my sister tight as the docks came closer and closer. I shuddered and knew that we would have to be on our guard. We would have to watch out. We had to find the perfect way in to dominate the dangerous rakshasas.

I squeezed Lasla’s tits, panting.

To be continued…

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I attended a Gymnastics meet for young girls and I got so turned on I had to write this story so I could cum and get it out of my system…yummy.

My name is Nikki, I am fourteen years old. My life revolves around gymnastics. My younger sister Melanie and I were introduced to the world of gymnastics by our mother at a young age. Mom was also a gymnast in her younger days. Like a normal gymnast, I have always been petite but I’ve always had a lot of upper body strength and balance.

My sister Melanie is the same way, although she is a bit than I am but anyone could tell straight away we are sisters. Some people even confuse us with been twins even though she is thirteen. We have the same hazel brown eyes, the same long dark brown hair and the same distinctive facial features, as well as similar personalities. My boobs are quite a bit bigger than Mel’s but I love her tiny little tittles. We actually bought matching leotards one year to make people believe that we were twins.

In gymnastics you get used to people checking you out. I have noticed most of the fathers and some of the mom’s at the gym checking out my body in my tight leotard. I love it when the fabric in the crotch works its way into my shaved slit. I know most of the girls would straighten out their crotch, but I don’t. Sometimes I see Julie, our coach looking right at the slit in my crotch, and I smile, thinking that maybe I’m turning her on.

In PE at school and at our gymnastics club we are starting to have group showers, which really freaks me out. I am self conscious about showing off my smallish frame, and my tities are small compared to a lot of girls in my gym class. It’s also weird because I shave my pussy so I can have a clean look when I’m performing my gymnastic routines. I often shower after the popular girls had come out who don’t seem to bother wrapping towels around their bodies, then again they didn’t need to. They all look so hot with their perky titties, tall figures and it was obvious that they had all lost their virginity. The sight of all these girls showing off their amazing bodies gave me all kinds of nasty thoughts. I was beginning to think I was becoming bi-curious. Although all doubt about my sexual likes stopped earlier this week when I finally had a taste of a bit of female companionship.

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Great job today girls, hit the showers,” my gymnastics coach Julie bellowed around the hall. As usual I stalled. Melanie is in the same gymnastics level as I am, and she stayed behind on the floor with me because of me being nervous about my body and it wasn’t like we hadn’t seen each other nude before, considering we were sisters. Julie didn’t really mind us practicing on the equipment, as long as we spotted for each other

I took this time to perfect my vaulting skills, as I hated the vault and usually underperformed on the apparatus. Thirty minutes passed quickly, it was time for Mel and I to shower. As we walked into the changing rooms, surprisingly we were greeted by Amy, one of the girls in Melanie’s grade. Thankfully she was just leaving, which left the entire changing room to just us two.

As sisters do, we began gossiping about stuff happening at the gymnastics club and with each other grades. I asked Mel if she thought Julie was a lesbian, and she said she didn’t think so.

I slid my trademark pink and black leotard down my tight little body, exposing it to a nice, refreshing breeze coming from the window at the back. Mel just giggled as I pulled a Hercules pose with the breeze blowing my hair a little bit.

For some reason I couldn’t take my eyes off of Mel as she slowly slit her blue leotard down her slim frame. Her tiny little boobs were so round and firm, the size of a Christmas orange. Her nipples were exact replicas of mine, Mel seemed to be showing off her pussy to me, which she didn’t really need to shave yet. Although Mel’s nipples were hard, I didn’t say anything and just figured it was the breeze that was making them that way.

I made my way over to the window to close it but I knew my nipples were hard too and it wasn’t because of the draft. As I reached for the window I heard a little giggle coming from Mel. As I looked back she was sat there with her legs spread wide, just looking at me with a finger to her mouth.

I didn’t take my eyes off my hot little sister as I closed the window. My little sister didn’t try to hide the fact that she was staring at my pussy, but I chose to ignore it. I
then began to move over to the showers, which is unusual for me but I just couldn’t be bothered with an ice bath today. As I turned the showers on, I felt Mel’s warm breath on the back of my neck.

Startled by this I turned around and looked into her lovely eyes.

“Mel, what are you doing?” I asked in a whisper.

She didn’t reply, she just put out a hand and pushed me against the tile wall and pinned me there. I gasped as I felt her tiny tits push against mine, our matching brown nipples wrestling with one another.

“Mel stop, we are sisters, this is wrong,” I said firmly as she moved into kiss me.

I told myself to turn my face away, and then suddenly I let myself go. She moved in closer, her lips were all over mine, my back against the wall she thrust a leg between my thighs and began rubbing her firm silky skin against my pussy.

I was kissing my little sister. I tried to pull away from her, but I couldn’t pry myself away. Her tongue was my as she thrust it deep into my mouth was like a drug, I couldn’t get enough of it. I loved the feeling of Mel’s quick long tongue dancing with mine in my mouth. I then began to feel my leg rise with her hand underneath it grasping at my thigh as she continued to hump my now wet cunt with her wet thigh.

As we continued to make out. I cupped her face with my hands, and pulled her in closer. My heart was racing with excitement as we kissed. I felt her hand
moving to my back and then down to cup my perfectly toned ass, she gave it a playful squeeze before spanking it softly.

After what seemed an eternity, we broke the kiss.

“That was pretty fucking hot huh Nik? I can’t believe how wet your pussy is” Mel said licking her lips, “You were right, this is wrong and that’s why we are both so excited. I’ve noticed how you look at all the girls, I was jealous cause I want to be the first girl you fuck sis. How about we go a little further?”

With my back still against the wall, all I could manage to do was nod. Mel began kissing down my neck, to my collarbone and to the tops of my titties. She spent extra long just kissing my pert tits all over with her open mouth before suddenly taking a nipple into her between her soft lips. I gasped gently as I felt my nipple being engulfed in saliva and
her hand reaching between my legs, I moaned expecting her fingers to begin rubbing my hot wet pussy. Instead she gave my cunt lips a swift, sharp slap with a flat hand.

“Oh fuck,” I moaned, loving the roughness of her slap.

“Fuck yeah sis, you play shy, but you are a fucking cunt freak, you just don’t know it yet,” said Mel with a twisted grin.

I looked down as my sister parted my pink pussy lips between her fingers and then move her middle finger slowly inside me. Our eyes met as Mel, began to finger fuck me harder and faster.

“Oh Mel, I want you, I want you to fuck me! Please don’t stop sis, fuck my little cunt!” I groaned.

I closed my eyes loving my sister’s finger deep inside my pussy and I could feel her tongue circling my stiff nipple, before having one long suck on it, then repeating the process. She would rub up and down my slit harshly before, pushing with her middle finger into my cunt. I yelped with I felt her finger pound against my “special spot”, which I had discovered by using the handle of my hair brush.

With her other hand Mel reached up and pushed my shoulder back against the tile wall, she continued to make me shiver with ecstasy. Her finger was pumping in and out of me
and I loved every second of it, letting out soft moans of pleasure.

Mel’s mouth moved to my other nipple. Like she had done with the previous one, she began by circling it with her tongue, then sucking on it hard and repeating the process.

Her finger was getting deeper and deeper into my tight little pussy. She was really putting me to the test. I reached down and grabbed her hand. I guided it up and pushed, trying to guide her to my g-spot again. Her fingers began to slow down, her hand overpowered mine and I was back to being her little bitch.

Suddenly Mel slid her finger from my pussy and brought it to her mouth. She moaned as she sucked my juices, from her middle finger.

“ Your cunt tastes amazing Nik, but it’s my turn,” Mel commanded.

My sister moved her back to the tiled wall behind her and raised her hands in the air, waiting for my tongue to meet her nipples. I moved my head closer, remembering this was my sister I hesitated and closed my eyes before taking her nipple into my mouth. I opened my eyes to so turned on that I was sucking on my sister’s nipple, making her moan with delight, as I started to circle her nipple before sucking it through my perfect white teeth.

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I let my hands roam over her tight little body, squeezing and slapping her divine little ass and letting my fingers trace up and down her thin, hard thighs. My fingers circled her pink, puffy pussy but I teased her for a long time, letting the backs of my fingers brush over her outer cunt lips but not enough to give her the pleasure she needed so badly.

“Nik, you fucking bitch, give it to me, fuck me sis like I fucked you,” she pleaded.

I grinned at her and as our eyes connected as I moved my middle finger to the small wet entrance of her cunt then drove it into her in one swift stroke.

Mel wailed with joy as my finger penetrated tight little pussy. I couldn’t believe just how tight her pussy felt, but the sensation of my finger entering her wet , silky hole made me groan out load.

I began finger fucking my little sister, at a slower pace while I returned to sucking on her perfect little tits. I began to softly nibble on her nipples first one then the other.

Seeing my sister’s face begin to glow, I picked up the pace, darting my finger in and out of her soaking wet cunt. Mel looked like she was in heaven. Her cunt walls began to grab at my finger and I knew her orgasm was building inside of her.

“Oh fuck Mel, your pussy is on fire. I want you to cum for me sis, give me your cum please baby sister, let me taste your hot cunt cream!” I groaned

“Get on your fucking knees sis, I’m so fucking close, don’t stop fucking my little cunt, but lick my clit Nik, oh fuck get me off!” said Mel breathing heavily.

On my knees I thrust my face between Mel’s legs and flicked my thirsty tongue over her stiff little clit. The taste, the sensation of my tongue on her slick cunt flesh was amazing. I had to have her clit in my mouth and just like her nipple a few moments before I sucked the nub of flesh into my hot mouth and began to nibble on it gently with my teeth.

Mel’s body began to jerk wildly as she slammed her cunt against my finger and mouth several times.

With one final thrust, I heard her scream, “I’m cumming. Oh sis I’m cumming all over your pretty fucking face.”

The force of her climax pushed my finger from her cunt as the first squirt of her hot cum hit my face. I nearly came myself to taste Mels, creamy juice on my lips as I watched her little cunt convulse. I clamped my mouth over her throbbing cunt lips as the second wave of cum entered my mouth and slid down my throat.

I groaned, as Mel came for the final time and I did my best to swallow all her delectable cum but some of it spilled from the corner of my mouth and down my chin and neck.

Mel seemed shaken by her powerful orgasm she crumbled to her knees and put her face in her hands. She stayed there for a long time, breathing heavily, and making mewing sounds.

I had just given my little sister an orgasm, guilt started to flood my body, but I quickly remembered that she was the one who had enticed me to the point of no return.

Then I felt something soft and damp entering my pussy. I looked down to see that Mel was eating my cunt. I placed my hands on the back of my sister’s head, pushing her hot tongue deeper into my dripping pussy.

Mel reached up and began to squeeze and tug on my tits with her hands as she thrust her tongue deeper and deeper into my needy cunt.

Mel moved her hands from my tities to my ass and squeezed my small cheeks hard as she sucked my sensitive clit into her hot mouth. It was like nothing I had ever done to myself when rubbing off. To have my sister’s tongue swirl around and around my clit was like nothing I could have ever imagined. Then, without any warning I felt one of Mel’s small fingers circle my anus and then enter.

I had never even fingered my own ass so it was an ecstatic shock of a sensation that got better with each thrust.

“Oh, fuck, oh fuck sis, you fucking bitch, you are going to make me cum. Don’t stop fucking my ass or sucking my clit. Never stop sis, oh fuck I’m so close!” I groaned.

The burn of a finger inside my ass was too much for me. As Mel continued to slurp anhd lick on my clit, I knew I was about to go over the top. I couldn’t hold it anymore. My body began to erupt!

I rocked my cunt into Mel’s beautiful face and finger as she tried to lock her mouth over my cunt lips. Her finger slipped into my ass to the hilt as my cunt began to convulse and shoot a spray of hot creamy cum into my sister’s waiting mouth. I was overcome with emotion and my eyes began to well up with tears, as a second wave of cunt juice few from my pussy into Mel’s mouth.

I leaned on the wall for support as my climax left me lightheaded. Mel continued to lick and suck up my juices as I began to slide to the floor of the shower emotionally and physically spent.

“For fuck sake sis, spread your legs, I’m not finished!” said Mel.

I spread my legs again for my sister, and she let her tongue trace the inside of my full slit and I shivered and groaned, Her tongue retreated back to her mouth and with it
a bit of her prize, my cum. With a lick of the lips she returned her head to between my thighs and continued to lick me, this time taking a couple of breaks by sucking on my clitoris. My little clit was beginning to ache from all the sucking, this was the first time anyone had sucked on it.

For her part I could tell that Mel had a lot of experience at licking pussy. Later she would tell me about her hot cabin mates at summer camp who had turned her on to girl on girl sex.

I could also tell that Mel was enjoying showing her older sister just what a good little cunt licker she was. With every slurp, every suck and every lick, I felt my body and my mind give in not just to bisexuality but also to incest. I recalled thinking this was wrong at the start of this encounter, but now I could only think of one thing ‘HOT’. Just as the thought of this been my little sister entered my head, another orgasm began to build deep in my cunt.

I could feel that this was going to be bigger and more powerful than the last,
Mel placed her hands on my ass as she sucked my clit so hard I could feel it pressed to the roof of her mouth. My cunt erupted as my orgasm crashed through my body sending another shower of girl juice from my pussy. Mel was there to suck and lap up every last drop.

Exhausted by the orgasm, I propped myself against the wall. Mel kissed her way up my body. She kissed me and I could taste my juices on her tongue. I groaned because I
tasted fantastic.

Mel shuffled her ass back so now she was also back against the wall.

“My turn.” my sweet little sister smiled.

On all fours, I leant in between her legs; playfully I kissed her young tender mound, then her clit and finally spread her eager lips before sliding my tongue inside her. Her pussy tasted just as good as mine, I closed my eyes and let out a long, “mmmmmmm” as I began sucking on her tasty little cunt.

Mel pulled my head in towards her, pressing my nose against her clit. I felt her hands running down my back, then to my ass. She playfully squeezed my cheeks and spread them as I carried on eating her. She then moved her hands down the sides of my slender body, and underneath to my pussy where she began to rub my clit. The feeling of hot water spraying onto my hole while Mel rubbed my clit was amazing.

I could feel another orgasm building up inside of me I was so turned on by what my hot little sister was doing to me. A I pushed my tongue deeper into her cunt hole. The walls of her pussy began to tighten around my graceful tongue, she was cumming. I felt her pussy begin to fill up with her more of her succulent, sweet juices as my body also began to twitch.

Remaining in control of me, Mel pushed my head from between her legs and ordered me to turn around. She pushed me face first up against the tile wall, and nestled in behind me with her tits on my back. I turned my head as we made out once more, exchanging juices with our tongues. As we broke the kiss, she started kissing my neck, then kissing my shoulder blades and making her way down my back, until she reached my ass.

Mel began to kiss and fondle my ass, teasing me. She lowered her head and with one big lick, her tongue went from my pussy opening up the entire length of my crack,
then back down where she rested it on my asshole. I squirmed as I felt her soft tongue on my sensitive little hole. She began to lick around the hole, until it had enough of her saliva around to slide her tongue in.

This was the first time I had ever been rimmed by anyone, and it was my younger, more promiscuous sister. Her tongue swirled around inside my asshole as she plunged two of her fingers deep inside my pussy. Once more, my baby sister was giving me double the pleasure.

Before long I could feel my orgasm building up for yet another time. I knew this would be bigger than any of the previous ones. As Mel’s tongue kept swirling around in my
ass and her fingers thrust into my pussy, I began rubbing my clitoris. It made my whole body begin to spasm as I came hard sending a waterfall of cum over my sisters tight young body. My cum soaking her firm little tities. With one final swirl, Mel removed her tongue from my ass, and took her fingers from my cunt.

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“Your turn.” I panted.

“No, Nik,” she replied as she pointed at the clock which was on the wall, just to the side of the shower block.

My eyes widened as I saw what time it was; our mom would be wondering where we were. She was supposed to pick us up forty minutes ago. We both exited the shower, hand in hand, to go get dressed. We kept making sexual remarks to one another as we did. Recklessly throwing our leotards and towels into our bags, we left the changing room to go meet our mom at the front desk.

As we made our way up the stairs, we saw our mom sat with a cup of coffee and a magazine. Mom looks so sexy in a tight leather mini skirt and a see through blouse that showed of the lacey bra that held her big creamy tits. I felt my cunt twitch when I saw her and I’m sure Mel did too. Did we have the same thought at the same time.

If incest was best, then maybe incest with your mother was best of all.

Mom stood and came to us. She gave me a brief hug and I felt the soft warmth of her breasts against my body, and nearly moaned. She hugged Mel then smiled at us as we stood there exhausted from our intense sexual couplings in the shower.

“Enjoy your training girls?” she asked.

We just looked at each other and nodded, “Yep!” with smiles on our faces

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They say there is a line where truth and fantasy crosses, and this story sparked from a true story (The Julie Journals – When the planets align) and is a pure ‘I wonder if’. The characters are the same and it is a ‘continuation’ and a couple of the incidents may have been drawn from real life but this DOES NOT form part of the Julie Journals and is no way true (well at least I don’t think so.)

I sat in the kitchen working at my laptop, completely engrossed in my work, when I heard my husband JJ enter the room.

“Will that bloody dog never shut up?” he said angrily, nodding toward the house next door.

I glanced up and saw him standing in the doorway, clad only in the plush, white towel wrapped around his waist. His dark curly hair was still damp from his shower and he stood there with a frown on his face that actually made him look cute to me.

“Awww baby,” I pouted, putting on my best bimbo voice and expression, “does that mean we can’t get a doggy woggy?” While outwardly I was being playful, inside my tummy was churning, as I knew that those plaintive howling sounds were from Hector, our next-door neighbour’s Great Dane, who had spent a whole week fucking my brains out last month. I looked round the kitchen and shivered with pleasure as I recalled how he had taken me hard on the kitchen floor not far from where I was currently sitting. I could feel myself flush I as I remembered orgasming on his cock as he pounded me relentlessly. JJ knew my lust indicators, but thankfully he could not read my mind, as he assumed my amorous feelings were due to him. He casually dropped his towel, allowing his semi-hard cock to spring free, and smiled at me as he flexed his muscles making it twitch like it was waving to me.

Switching to a Mae West voice, I drawled, “is that a gun in your pocket or are you just pleased to see me?”

JJ smiled in a way that melted the hearts, and no doubt opened the legs of the many women that had come before, and had the same effect on me. It was a smile that made his eyes twinkle with a promise of devilment, excitement and pure fun, all wrapped up in a bundle of lust. He stepped next to me and without thinking I just opened my mouth and started to suck deeply on his cock, bringing it to its full, glorious hardness. With one hand working his foreskin back and forward over his throbbing member I moved my head faster, sucking him deeper. Once JJ gets an idea into his head there is little in this world that will deter him so I knew I was about to get fucked, the only question was where.

JJ was about to provide that answer as he went to swipe the table clear so he could bend me over it as we had done many times before, but I broke from my sucking and squealed, “MY LAPTOP!” Luckily he stopped himself before sending the computer flying and pulling me to my feet he laughed in his devilish way and spoke with his faint Irish brogue, “then it’s on the floor with you wench where I will ravish you.”

Pulling my sundress over my head and unclasping my bra, I stood naked before him, as I rarely wear panties at home, allowing him to feast on my body. I saw his cock twitch with lust and I turned and got on all fours as he knelt behind me. Taking his cock in one hand and placing his other hand on my pussy, he said in a heavily lust laden voice, “you are a very wet girl, aren’t you?” before curling a finger into my pussy.

I let out a long moan when I realized I was kneeling in the same spot as where Hector entered me last month. While JJ was happily under the impression that his naked body and thick cock were the source of my excitement, the truth of the matter was that I was recalling the feeling of fucking the neighbour’s dog, a sensation I hadn’t experienced for over 20 years. I felt JJ’s thick cock push into my willing body and trying to get all thoughts of dog cock from my head I rocked back against him. As I felt his strong hands grip my hips, and his hairy balls on my ass, I knew that it was pointless to try and forget how Hector felt inside me, so I gave into the sordid thoughts that were running through my brain as I fucked myself back on my husband’s cock.

Within minutes I was climaxing on JJ’s cock screaming out words of filth that often accompanied my more lusty fucks, and JJ responded in kind driving himself harder and faster into my open pussy. I felt him grunt and slam out of control filling me with his cum, before slowing and eventually stopping. He leaded over and panted into my ear, “WOW! You were pretty worked up, weren’t you?”

Deciding that discretion was still the better part of valour, I replied throatily, “You turn me on so much, baby.”

A few hours later, after both of us showered to wash away the earlier impromptu sex session, I was towelling my hair dry as JJ sat on the bed watching me. I knew that he loved to watch me naked as I dried my hair, as he often told me he got as much of a kick from watching me dress, as he did watching me strip.

“What time do you recon you will be back?” I asked him, my tits jiggling as I vigorously rubbed the towel on my scalp.

“Not sure,” JJ replied, as he shrugged on a soft leather bomber jacket, “but should be before pumpkin time”

I knew ‘pumpkin time’ meant midnight, so I laughed as said, “You’d better bring an extra shoe then, Cinderella, because you’re always late coming back from pub on darts night.” I leaned forward and ‘dropped’ myself into my bra, the term JJ coined for my action of putting the shoulder straps on then leaning forward to pull it over my boobs before fastening it, and said “I’ll go have a word with Lucy about her dog Harry, or what ever it’s called, “then stepped into matching black panties. I wiggled my ass at him with a smile, before pulling on a pair of harem pants and a light camisole top. Sliding my feet into a pair of open toed flat sandals, I pecked him on the nose, and then giggled as he slapped my ass playfully on his way out of the door.

I strolled down our garden to the gap in the hedge where I could cross into Lucy & Richard’s garden, a gap that evidently had been there for years as previous occupants of both houses were great friends. ‘Probably wife swappers,’ I thought to myself with a giggle, trying to work out a plan to lure Hector away from Lucy for a few days so I could enjoy his wonderful cock again.

As I approached their back door, I could hear noises coming from round the corner on their patio. I stepped around the corner of the house, and was about announce my arrival, when I stopped dead in my tracks. There was my lovely, innocent, petite, redheaded neighbour on all fours getting thoroughly fucked by Hector. I was behind them, so neither noticed me, but I had a clear view of Hector’s large red cock slamming in and out of Lucy’s pink pussy, making her moan and pant with pleasure. I quickly opened my camera phone and clicked record, and captured Hector’s heavy balls swinging as his knot was about to vanish into Lucy.

“Oh yes! Fuck me Hector!” Lucy panted and moaned, and Hector duly obliged by driving his knot into his willing bitch who pushed back eagerly to meet his thrusts.

Still recording with one hand, my other slipped into my panties, and I started to rub myself as I watched the erotic scene before me. Though Lucy’s face couldn’t be seen, it was quiet clear that it was her under Hector, as her red hair thrashed about and her cries of orgasm were very clear.

Lucy dropped her head to her arms and moaned incomprehensibly, as Hector’s knot throbbed and pulsed inside her. I stepped back around the corner of the house and reluctantly pulled my hand from my panties deciding I could diddle properly when I got home. It was at that moment that Hector’s knot had subsided enough to pull out of Lucy with an audible plop, and she groaned as their combined cum splashed from her pussy onto the patio.

An hour later, after watching the video a dozen times at home and getting off about the same number of times, I picked up the phone and dialled Lucy’s number.

“Hey Lucy, its Julie, can we have a chat about Hector, I meant to mention something to you when I looked after him last month, but it slipped my mind.”

“Pop round now if you want,” Lucy replied, “Have been doing nothing all day apart from sunbathing.”

Crossing back through the gap in the hedge that separated our houses, I rang Lucy’s doorbell and she smiled and hugged me, as I stepped into her hall way, “Wow you look absolutely radiant,” I said emphatically, “did Richard pop home for a quickie at lunch time?”

Lucy didn’t blush or bat an eyelid and simply smiled back and said, “must be that all this nice weather that is making me feel good.”

We walked out onto the very same patio where I had caught her and Hector fucking a few hours earlier and I couldn’t help but scan for any signs of wetness. Hector spotted me and came straight over to lick my hand, and then pushed his nose into my crotch and sniffed deeply.

“Oh my I am so sorry,” Lucy stammered as she pulled him away, “he gets like this some times.”

“Well that’s exactly what I wanted to talk to you about,” I said smiling as I sat on the patio chair, “he did seem very excitable at times when he was with me last month, like he was expecting something, but I wasn’t sure what.”

“Yes,” said Lucy, “ever since we got back from holiday, when you were so kind to sit for him, he has been very… excitable.” I stared intently at Lucy who looked down before she said in a quiet voice, “and very friendly.”

“You mean like this?” I said as I placed the camera phone down and pressed play and the sounds of Lucy and Hector fucking filled the air, while Lucy watched open-mouthed.

“Please Julie,” Lucy said with almost tears in her eyes, “promise me nobody else will see this. It all started a few weeks ago. At first I thought Hector was just pleased to see me, as we had been away so long, but then it happened.”

I raised an eyebrow and queried, “what happened?” fully aware of what, but deeply curious as to how.

“I was loading the washing machine in the kitchen when Hector jumped on my back. You know how powerful he is, well, he knocked me on the floor, and I couldn’t get up, then he started to move.”

“Move?” I asked, still playing dumb, “what do you mean by move?”

Lucy blushed before she went on, “His hips… as his cock started to appear… and when I tried to push him away… I felt it… and it was so big and …” Lucy’s voice trailed off, still looking at the floor.

“You couldn’t resist pulling your knickers to one side and letting him fuck you, could you?” I said, watching Lucy for a reaction.

“No,” Lucy admitted, “and since then I can’t resist him. As soon as Richard leaves for work in the morning, Hector is on me, and I let him take me wherever I am.”

“Like here on the patio?” I said smiling at her.

I turned and whistled softly and Hector came to my side, bounding over from where he had been sitting after being admonished earlier. His cock was already starting to show as he could smell both his bitches, and was hoping that he would get to breed one or both of them soon. Turning back to Lucy I smiled deeply at her as I said, “Well I think I might have to take the blame for all this Lucy, you see it was me, I think that I got him started on fucking.” Lucy stared at me as I went on, “so looks like we both have a secret to keep, so if you don’t mind.”

With that I stood and stripped quickly as Lucy watched stunned into silence, but I could see the lust in her eyes as she feasted on my body. Dropping to all fours, I patted my ass and softly called, “Come on boy, Hector mount.”

Hector knew what was expected of him and now fully erect rose up slightly and started to thrust at my pussy. Lucy leapt to her feet and said, “look at me the poor host, here, let me help,” and with that guided his cock into my waiting hole.

As Hector slammed home I groaned, “fuck that feel good,” and pushed back to meet his thrusts.

Lucy stood and quickly shed her clothes and while Hector fucked me she started to explore my clit and nipples, gently stroking them before gripping each one of them between finger and thumb and tweaking slightly. From the way she moved she clearly knew her way around another woman’s body, and her touches were driving me crazy. Suddenly, with a loud yelp, I started to cum feeling myself climax as Hector forced his knot deeper into me. The gripping action must have sent Hector over the top too, as I felt his hot jets of cum spurt deep into my pussy, filling me with his seed. Lucy bent and kissed me deeply on the mouth as I panted into hers, still revelling in post orgasmic bliss.

Eventually Hector pulled away from me, and Lucy quickly rolled me onto my back. “Have just cleaned this damned patio, so don’t want more dog cum on it,” she laughed, as she parted my legs. I felt her tongue delve deeply into my pussy, seeking out every drop of Hector’s cum. Her hands gripped my ass cheeks lifting me off the patio so she could bury her head deeper into my dripping vagina.

Lifting my head, I could see that Hector had recovered and was clearly excited about the smell and sounds his two bitches were making. As I watched, he mounted Lucy, and after a few thrusts I knew he had found his mark, as Lucy grunted into my pussy as he drove himself home inside her for the second time that day. Lucy had trouble concentrating on licking me, as the power of Hector’s thrusts drove her face into my pussy and then back, as she pulled her head away.

I could feel my orgasm building from the rubbing and gripping her hair I pulled her tightly to my crotch as I arched up to her hungry mouth. My juices flushed out the last remaining drops of Hector’s cum, which she swallowed eagerly. I could tell by the way that she was moaning into my pussy that it was her turn to be filled, as Hector stood looking proudly at me while he filled his bitch full of his cum.

“Good boy Hector,” I said happily, “looks like I will get a nice snack now as well.”

Hector just looked at me with a satisfied grin, and as if he could read my mind, rather than move away this time after he had pulled out of Lucy, he bent his head and started to lick at her pussy. This sent her back into the heights of orgasm and I couldn’t help but laugh as every so often Hector would lift his head and look at me knowingly before returning to licking and cleaning his Mistress.

Hector eventually retired back to his basket and I wiggled until Lucy was in my arms. Kissing her softly, I whispered, “looks like that gap in the hedge is going to get pretty worn out this summer.”

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Chapter 6

Yasmin was the first to wake up, her hair was a mess, her body was sticky from all the cum and she had a bad case of cotton-mouth. She got up off the bed, trying not to wake her family and went into her parents bathroom to get a drink of water straight from the sink and while she was in there, to pee.
‘I have never been so happy in my life’ Yasmin thought to herself, feeling the pressure from her bladder get released, she wiped and flushed, then snuck back onto the bed, just as Beth and Jericho were waking up, Isabelle was still sound asleep.
“Good morning my beautiful ladies” Jericho complimented, leaning over to kiss his mother, and then leaning down to kiss his sister.
“Good morning sex god! How does your cock feel this morning?” Yasmin asked, stretching and feeling her joints crack, Beth did the same, but nothing of hers cracked.
“Sex god? I like it. My cock is fine….well horny and ready to fuck again” Jericho confessed, strocking his cock with his hand and winking at both his mother and sister.
“Well it’s my turn first. I basically got worse than sloppy seconds. I got cluster-fuck-thirds.” Beth pouted, she got onto her sons chest and kissed him deeply, sliding her tongue into his mouth and running her stubby fingers through his greasy hair.
“My pleasure” Jericho growled in a sexy low voice, he put his hands on his mothers ass, and slid his rock hard cock into her already wet and pulsating pussy.
Beth was trying to be quiet, so she kissed her son deeply, moaning into his mouth and pulling his hair at every powerful thrust. Jericho felt his mothers warm and unpleasant morning breath breathe on him, but he didn’t care, he bit her bottom lip and continued to fuck his mother harder and harder.
“Oh fuck” Yasmin whispered in pleasure, as she slid her fingers into the cum pile of her hairy pussy and began to finger herself to the movement of her brother and mother. Beth came, not heavily, just as the phone rang, echoing through the house.
“Ignore it” Beth pleaded, she was almost in tears as Jericho was hitting her G-spot, sending shockwaves through her entire body, making her eyes see specks of white wherever she looked, making her gasp for air at every thrust that his cock delivered.
“Fuck….me….baby” Beth puffed, trying to gain control with her arms, or any part of her body, as she felt his cock get harder and her walls tighten.
“Cum on my cock mum.” Jericho told her, holding her closer and hearing his balls slap against the bottom of her.
“Harder..”
“Take it…
“Oh god…fuck me”
“I’m almost there”
“Me too”
“Mum”
“Babbbyyyy” Beth squealed, as she dug her nails into his back, drawing blood, and gushed all over his cock, Jericho shot off into her pussy and felt his arms become heavy, almost dropping his mother, but doing his best to hold on.
“Yesssssss” Yasmin wailed quietly, as she came, making her hairy pussy glisten with fresh cum.
“Well that is one way to wake up.” Isabelle chuckled, looking at everyone who was cummed out. Beth was about to open her mouth to say something, when a knock from the front door interrupted her.
“Fuck…I’m all fucked out and now I want to relax. COMING” Beth shouted, getting off her sons cock and finding her gown to cover up her body.
“No I made you cum” Jericho teased, grabbing her by the waist, pulling her close and kissing her, making Beth feel light headed again.

The knocking was getting louder, as Beth finally made her way downstairs, she had to punch her son to make him let go of her, softly but still.
“Hello…Officers, how can I help you?” Beth was shocked at the sight of them, it was 7:30 in the morning and her husband wasn’t home, she fixed her gown a bit more as they looked down at her, their hats off.
“Mrs. Pellow?” one of them asked.
“Yes I am she.” Beth replied slowly.
“I’m afraid your husband got murdered last night. A Mr. Byron Pellow? (Beth gasped and nodded) He and his lover were killed by the lovers husband. From what we know and what he told us, Byron and Pam, were in a hotel last night, he caught them in the shower together and brutally killed them both.” The officer told her, he put a hand on her shoulder and looked into her eyes.
“Why..thank you for telling me. I…I need to tell my family.” Beth slowly said, they nodded and left and she closed the door as, Jericho came down the stairs in his boxers, fingering Isabelle through her nighty and kissing Yasmin who just had a sheet wrapped around her.
“Mum…what’s wrong?” Yasmin asked, seeing her face.
“Your father is dead. He had an affair last night, got caught and got killed.” Beth looked at her children and her sister, they were shocked and stopped touching each other for the moment.
“I…um…I don’t know what to say sis…but” Isabelle started, but was interuppted by a loud sigh of relief from Beth.
“I know its wrong to feel this way, but I am personally glad your father is dead. I knew he was cheating on me, and I’m just glad he died at the hands of someone else and not by me” Beth cheered, looking out the window to make sure the police weren’t within ear shot.
“He wasn’t around much for the last 4 years, and now you have me to satisfy your every need” Jericho said proudly, leaning down and hugging his mother.
“You can be sad if you want, I’m just saying, I’m not going to be, he loved me, stopped loving me and cheated on me, so fuck him” Beth said firmly, Yasmin was tearing up a little, but what her mother was saying was making sense, so she wiped away her tears and hugged her mother as well.
“And I’m moving in as well. You think just have that cock once was enough? Fuck no. I am going to have it all the time now!!” Isabelle announced, she pulled Jericho off her sister and hugged her as well.

The funeral was small, a few friends, some family and Beth, Jericho, Yasmin and Isabelle sitting on the chairs, watching as the priest said a few words and asked for people to say some things about Byron. Beth wasn’t happy that she had to pay for the funeral, but he left her and the kids a huge some of money in his will, and just for their own peace of mind, she did it just to have good karma.
While Yasmin talked about her father, the good times, the bad times and the times that were confusing, she noticed Jericho had his hand in his mothers skirt and was fingering her, it got her wet seeing it and he loved the feel of her pussy in her silk black panties.
Jericho went up to talk and while he did, he noticed Isabelle wasn’t wearing any panties and she had her legs open for him to see, she made sure to close them real fast as the priest came up to give his final blessing.
The grave was small for a tall man, but it was mostly a land mark, as Byron wanted to be cremated, which Beth was happy to do. The funeral party slowly dwiddled down to just Beth, Jericho, Yasmin and Isabelle, they stood at the grave and stayed silent for a few minutes.
“Jericho, I know it’s a lot to ask, but would you fuck me. Right here, right now. In my ass” Beth asked, looking up at her son and leaning against her husbands grave.
“Why your ass?” Jericho was confused, she didn’t ask for it before.
“Well, the last thing your father wanted to do to me sexually was anal. Now that he’s dead and that he cheated on me, I want you to fuck me up my ass, just to stick it to him” Beth told him, unzipping her dress and standing in front of him in her bra and panties.
“It would be my pleasure to fuck you in the ass” Jericho unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out, which was slowly waking up.
The breeze ran through the grave yard, blowing Beth’s hair all over the place, as she undid her bra and pulled her panties down and bent over on her husbands grave. Yasmin and Isabelle looked around to make sure they were alone and that they wouldn’t get in trouble.
“Come fuck your mother” Beth begged, bending over and wiggling her ass.
Jericho put his hands on her ass cheeks, and Isabelle came forward and spat heavily on his cock, making it all slippery.
“Anal is very rough when not properly lubbed up, so here” Isabelle told him, she spat a few more times, then gave him the thumbs up.
Jericho smacked his mother playfully, causing her to moan, then he slid his cock slowly and deeply into her hole, his spit covered cock hurt a little going in, but the pain was going away as he began to thrust slowly.
“Oh god that feels good….See Byron, your son is fucking me in the ass. I….oh god…love him more than you….he….oh fuck” Beth couldn’t finish, she held onto the grave-stone and took in a few deep breaths as Jericho picked his pace up, Isabelle spat a few more times and just watched.
“Does it feel good mum?” Jericho asked, his cock was pulsating in her tight hole, it was turning a shade of red that came from being opened to wide, and she was moaning in response.
“Fuck…yes….oh….fuck…yes” Beth purred, she looked over her shoulder at her son and he could see tears forming, he figured she was very emotional and continued to thrust in her. Jericho watched his mothers ass bouce up and down, pushing more onto his cock, he could see her tits bouce from the faint shadow that the sun helped to produce.
“I’m about…to cum” Jericho groaned, holding her tighter as he was on the last stretch.
“Fill my asshole with your hot load baby. I’m cumming too” Beth cried out, she held onto the grave-stone and Jericho shot his load into her asshole, before pulling out and sitting on the ground, the grass making his own ass itch.
“How did..that feel?” Jericho asked, breathing heavily and watching his mothers asshole pucker and he could see his white hot jizz slowly leak from it.
“Amazing, now I can do this” Beth replied, she turned around and let all of her sons jizz squirt out onto his fathers grave-stone, big glops slid down his name and onto the grass.
“Ok, get dressed and lets go, before we get into trouble. I’m sure many people do strange things during their time here, but i dont want to explain to the grounds-keeper what happened here” Isabelle said firmly, handing her sister her clothes and watching her put them on.

Jericho sat in his room still wearing his clothes from the funeral, while he was on youtube just looking up random videos to pass the time. His mother and aunt were out looking for new cars, the money hadn’t come yet from the will, but they were just looking for a better one than they currently had.
“Can I come in?” Yasmin knocked at his door, he nodded and he saw that she was wearing her pjs, which were very revealing.
“What’s up?” Jericho asked, turning around and looking at his sister, who was sitting on his bed, her eyes were red from crying.
“Just trying to get used to the fact that dad isn’t here. I know he treated mum wrong and probably us, but he was still our father” Yasmin explained with a sniffle, Jericho got up and put his arms around her, she felt like she was fresh out of the shower and strong of honey, from the bodywash he got her for Christmas.
“Yeah, I know how you feel.” Jericho rubbed her back and put his hand under her shirt to actually feel her skin.
“Can we fuck? Please, I just want to feel you, feel you make love to me” Yasmin kissed his face, putting her hands through his hair, he put his hands on her face and pulled her in for a deep and slow kiss.
“It would be my pleasure” Jericho stood up and began to get undressed, Yasmin pulled her pjs off and he noticed she shaved her pussy and didn’t do a great job at it.
“I…I shaved my pussy, I did it while crying, so i may have missed a bit, I want you to eat my pussy, the same way you eat mums” Yasmin told him, she laid on the bed and opened her legs.
Jericho knelt down and kissed her pussy, she missed some patches of hair and it was red with up coming in-grown hairs already, but he didn’t care, he slid his tongue as far as he could, feeling her pussy get wet and taste her strong scent, which currently smelt of piss. He picked off little flecks of toilet paper that she missed and spread her lips apart so he could get to her clit and make her moan.
“Oh god….yes brother, oh eat me….oh fuck” Yasmin gasped, her legs raised a little off the bed and onto his shoulders, while her hands played with his hair and kept him stationary. Jericho tasted the faint smell of iron, as he must’ve popped one of her in-growns, but continued to dart his tongue in and out.
“I’M CUMMING, OH SHIT…..OF FUCK ME” Yasmin howled, she gushed over his face and pulled out some of his hair during her orgasm.

Beth and Isabelle didn’t stay long at the car lot, so they decided to go to a spa for a massage and relax after an emotional day.
“Do you think the kids are fine?” Beth asked her sister, signing her name to the sheet and grabbing a locker key from the front desk lady.
“I’m sure they are. Bet you they are knee deep in each other as we speak” Isabelle said firmly, pulling her phone out and calling the house, it rang 4 times, before she gave up.
“I could use another dose of cock” Beth groaned, waddling to the changing room, her sister following.
“Tell me about it. Best cock I’ve had since my husband” Isabelle admitted, she took her top off and undid her bra and Beth noticed a dry patch of cum on her chest and she reached up to scratch it off.
“Trying to cop a feel are you?” Isabelle joked, rubbing her small tits together and pouting a little as her sister took her top off and her tits bounced out of her bra.
“Please, I know you would like to feel mine. Go ahead” Beth chuckled and put her tits together, Isabelle shrugged and put her hands on them, squeezing them softly and pinching the nipples.
“Damn I wish mine were big. These just don’t do it” Isabelle explained, she took her hands off her sisters tits and stripped the rest of her clothes off, Beth did the same, till they were both naked and looking for a towel.
“Seems we are the only one’s here, nice. Well i’m going to free-ball it in the pool, I’ll take my towel if anyone comes, but free and naked. WOO” Isabelle grinned, as she placed the towel on the rail and slid elegantly into the water, her body began to glisten and Beth smiled.
“Why the hell not” Beth did the same and hopped into the water, shivering a little.
Beth did a few simple strokes, showing off her skills she had with swimming, her ass bobbing up and down as she did the butterfly, while Isabelle was simply floating on her back, her hairy pussy matted down by the water and her tits gleaming as the lights shone on them.
“So what else did your husband want to try?” Isabelle asked Beth out of the blue, once she stopped swimming.
“How do you mean?” Beth didn’t understand the question.
“He wanted to do anal and you didn’t want to until today with Jericho. My question is, what else did he want to try OR even you want to try, and he didn’t want to?” Isabelle explained, leaning against the stairs of the pool and looking at her sister.
“I wanted to try peeing on him. I saw it in a porno once, it looked interesting, but he didn’t want to” Beth told her, blushing as she did.
“Want to do it now?” Isabelle asked, swimming towards her with a cocky look on her face.
“With you and me….? Here?” Beth was surprised by her sisters offer.
“Yeah, you and me, unless you want to wait till you get home to Jericho, but I want to play with my sister and we can do it in the showers. It’ll wash away quicker there.” Isabelle told her, Beth was beginning to understand.
“Ok” Beth said with a grin and followed her sister out of the pool.

Just to be safe, Isabelle locked the bathroom/lockeroom door and took a big drink of water from the sink tap, Beth was laying on the floor in the shower, twiddling her thumbs in anticipation.
“Where would you like me to pee on you?” Isabelle asked, feeling the pressure build up in her bladder, each time she swallowed.
“Mostly on my stomach and tits, I probably know the answer to this, but do you want to fuck afterwards?” Beth looked over to her, seeing her sisters figure and she was beginning to get wet.
“Hell yeah I do. Dear sister, I don’t just pee and leave, I want to eat your cunt the way you will eat mine.” Isabelle explained, she patted her stomach, trying to put pressure on her bladder.
“I’ve never been this close to you before.” Beth admitted.
“I’m the only sibbling that loves you enough, to explore it with you” Isabelle told her, she took one more drink and made her way to her sister, she leant down and kissed her lips, which tasted a little of clorine, but got over that.
“Ready?” Isabelle squatted over her sister, her hairy pussy was inches away from Beth’s chest and she could see little grey pubes between her sisters legs.
“I am” Beth laid still and watched.
Isabelle released the pressure from her bladder, in small intervals and peed on her sister, the hot yellow stream of urine hit her belly button and trickled down the sides of her stomach,
Beth could smell the strong odor of clorine and oranges, her sister drank and ate a lot of weird things.
“Does that feel good?” Isabelle asked, holding back before peeing on her again.
“Its warm…keep going” Beth cooed, she raised her hands up her chest and flinched as she got peed on again, but now she was rubbing it all over her tits. The warm yellow liquid felt nice on her and her pussy was getting wet, as she squeezed her tits and felt her sisters piss touch her body.
“I’m almost out” Isabelle told her, holding back again, and looking down, she smiled as her sister, wasn’t paying attention, but in her own little world, playing with her tits and rubbing her piss over her body.
“I’m so horny” Beth murmered, her hands going down to her pussy and she bit down on her bottom lip as she played with her clit.
“Don’t cum before I get there” Isabelle laughed and peed her final stream over Beth, it bounced on her tits and slid all the way down her stomach. Isabelle got on the floor and moved her sisters hands out of the way and slid her tongue deep into her pussy, clock-work licking her labia and pussy walls, smelling her own piss and tasting her sisters honey flavoured pussy.
“Mmm oh…yes…sister” Beth moaned, putting her hands on her head and bucking her hips a little.
“Get on top of me and eat me, while I eat you” Isabelle demanded, laying on her back and opening her legs, she smiled as her sister got on top of her, kissed her quickly, before turning over and eating her hairy pissy tasting pussy, Isabelle went back to eating her sister out, holding her curvy thighs in the process.
“Does it feel good sis?” Isabelle asked, reaching down and rubbing her tits, that were on her legs, feeling a tingling sensation on her toes.
“Fuck yes…Don’t stop” Beth pleaded, burying her face in her pubes and letting her tongue dig within to tease her clit.
“I’m about to…..cum…don’t stop sister…..” Beth moaned, her toes curled up, as she was trying to hold on.
“Just a little longer…I’m almost there” Isabelle told her, she picked up the pace of her tongue, enjoying hearing her sister moan into her pussy, as she teased her pussy.
“Mmmm”
“I’m Cumming!!”
“Me Too!!!” Isabelle screamed. Beth’s pussy squirted in Isabelle’s face, drenching her, while Isabelle’s pussy leaked cum out.
“Relaxed now?” Isabelle laughed, spanking her sisters ass playfully.

It was 8pm by the time Beth and Isabelle came home, they opened the door and their nostrils were greeted by the smell of a freshly cooked meal and Yasmin and Jericho were on the couch watching tv.
“Hey guys, we’re home” Beth annouced, closing the door quickly, as Jericho stood up, stark naked and only wearing a very small apron.
“How was your day?” Jericho asked, kissing his mother, poking her in the face with his cock till she grabbed it and sucked it for a few seconds, then he kissed his aunty, who slipped him the tongue.
“It was great, my sister and I got closer as no doubt I believe you two did as well” Beth chuckled, seeing Yasmin with just a nighty on.
“Better believe it. Now come and sit and eat. I’m sure you’re starving” Jericho told them, they all sat at the table as he served up the meal of: Roast beef, carrots, gravy and chips.
They all sat quietly and ate for a while, the food tasted amazing, and their stomachs were filling up nicely.
“So now that your father isn’t around any more, I believe we don’t have to hide our feelings any more, just if we want to get kinky, we go upstairs, just in case people pop by” Beth laughed, knowing how the last couple of days were.
“Sounds good. I love you all and I love making love to you all” Jericho winked at them all, standing up and strocking his cock.
“Oh you don’t get to do all the fucking. Your mother and I had an amazing fuck session this afternoon. You may have that amazing cock, but remember, we know our sensitive spots” Isabelle teased, leaning over and kissing her sister, before going under the table, pulling her sisters pants off and began eating her out.
“Give that here” Yasmin drooled, she grabbed his cock and wrapped her lips around it and pumped and sucked on it, her tongue swirled around the vieny cock and she deep-throated it perfectly.
Jericho put his hands on her head and guided her head down, then back up, till drool was dripping from her lips and his cock. Beth was holding onto the table, as Isabelle was tongue fucking her sister, her head bobbing back and forth.
“I’m cumming” Beth and Jericho cried together, the kitchen echoed with their moans and Yasmin swallowed the mouthload, and Isabelle lapped up her sisters juices.
“Bedroom now!!” Isabelle demanded, getting up from under the table.

Jericho paired up with Isabelle, while Beth paired up with Yasmin, till they were ready to mix company.
“I want you to do me up the ass” Isabelle whispered, jerking him off and kissing his neck softly, she spat heavily on his cock, till spit was dripping off it, then turned around and wiggled her ass for him. Jericho slid his spit covered cock gently in her ass, and held her hips as he pushed all the way in.
“Holy fuck….Oh my fucking god!!” Isabelle roared, grabbing hold of the satin sheets on the bed, she looked over at her sister and niece who were fucking each other with a double headed dildo.
“It fits nicely….doesn’t it” Beth chuckled, leaning in and kissing her daughter, licking the nipple with the piercing.
“Fuck…Fuck…Yes…oh…fuck” was all Isabelle could reply, Jericho smacked her cheeks and pulled her hair, making his aunt wetter in the process.
“Take it you slut” Jericho hissed playfully, going harder and faster.
“Yes….oh…oh….fuck” Isabelle was losing her breath, her head leaned down onto the bed and she leant into the fucking.
“I’m about to cum” Jericho told her.
“Cum…for…me” Isabelle pleaded, bracing herself and feeling the hot load of cum go into her asshole.
“AHHH” Beth screamed as she came as well, gushing over the dildo and onto her daughter.

This was how it went every night. Beth didn’t look for a new man, as her son satisfied her every need, as did her sister and daughter. Yasmin didn’t bother looking for a man either, even when she went abroad over seas, she got on skype and had video sex with her family. Isabelle loved living with her family, hard fucking every night and a place to call hers, she wasn’t dissapointed.
Jericho was living the dream, he had 3 beautiful women loving him, making love to him and they couldn’t get enough of him. During one of his classes at college, he met a girl, who swooned over him. He wondered if he could bring her into the family.

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Not my own. A bit of exhibitionist fun leads to an exciting sexual encounter

Those of you who live in the UK, or
any of those places with real seasons,
will know that one of the best things
about the end of winter and the warm
weather starting is the opportunity to
shed the winter woollies and get out the summery stuff. If, like me, you’re a
bit of an exhibitionist who likes to
tease, there aren’t many opportunities
to expose your bits when you’re
wrapped up against the wind and the
rain. In spring 2012 we had a few nice days in March, and I’d dug my spring
frocks out of the back of the
wardrobe. But then at the beginning
of April the Government announced
that we were in a period of drought,
and introduced a hosepipe ban. As if on cue, it started raining almost
straight away, and didn’t really stop all
through April and well into May. But at last we had a few days of sun,
and it began to get warmer.
Eventually, it seemed as if we might be
getting a real warm spell, and I got the
dresses out again. At last it was nice
enough to leave my panties off without getting frostbitten flaps. One week I decided I had to go up to
the West End to buy a few books that I
could only get from a big bookshop.
The next Saturday I dressed as lightly
as I could, which basically meant no
panties or bra, just a loose dress and little pumps on my feet. I got the train
to Victoria, then the bus up to the big
bookshop on Piccadilly. I got a few
admiring looks as people noticed my
bra-less bosom under my dress. To be
honest, my little tits don’t give much of a cleavage at the best of times, but at
least they’re nice and perky and don’t
droop. Bending down in the bookshop to
look at the lower shelves, I knew my
tits would be openly visible to anyone
else browsing nearby who happened
to glance down. I discreetly tweaked
my nipples through my dress to make them stand out. After a while doing
this and getting aroused, I paid for the
books I needed and walked across
Piccadilly Circus and down Haymarket
to Trafalgar Square. This was where I
was hoping to have some serious fun. I sat down on the big flight of steps
that lead up from the square to the
National Gallery and looked down
over the mass of tourists milling
around. If you want to get an idea of
the set-up, google something like “UK National Gallery steps”. You probably
won’t see me, but it’ll give you an idea
of how people always sit on them to
look out over the square; and the
sunnier it is, the more of them there
are. The fountains were playing, and the
little kids were dipping their hands in
and splashing each other. Other kids
were climbing onto the lions round
the bottom of Nelson’s Column and
having their photos taken. Just to the right of me at the bottom of the steps
was the 2012 Olympic Clock, counting
down the days, hours, minutes and
seconds until the start of the opening
ceremony at 9:00 pm on Friday 27th
July, and quite a few people were having their photographs taken
standing next to that too. In fact, if I
could have charged a pound for each
photo taken in Trafalgar Square that
day, I’d be a wealthy girl! But I wanted
to give everyone a chance to see more than just the usual tourist attractions. I
had some attractions of my own. I knew that, wearing just a loose
frock, anyone coming down the steps
from above would get a good view of
my breasts down the front – especially
if I leant over a bit so it hung away
from my nipples. And if I sat with my legs apart, anyone coming straight up
the steps from below would get a
great view up my skirt at my
uncovered pussy. I always look out
myself for accidental flashes (I’m such
a perve!) and it’s surprising how many cute panties you can see. The prize of
a bare pussy isn’t that common, but it’s
all the more fun when you do see one.
I’m still hoping that one day a Scots
guy in a kilt will sit down and give me
a flash of his equipment. I sat down on the second set of steps
from the top, making sure I was sitting
on the edge of my dress – just enough
to keep my bare bum off the steps, in
case they weren’t that clean. I took out
one of my new books and started to read it, trying to look like just another
visitor having a rest. To start with I
kept my legs together, but then slowly
eased them apart so that anyone
coming up the steps from below
would get a view straight up between my thighs to my pussy. I was enjoying
the feeling of having nothing covering
me down there; even if no-one saw, it
was still nice. I sat for a while, just letting people
move past me up and down the steps.
I was determined not to catch
anyone’s eye; I wasn’t trying to pick
anyone up. It’s a problem, I admit: just
because I’m enjoying exposing myself, it’s not like I’m saying “Look at
me, I want to fuck you”, although I
can see why some people may assume
it is. After a bit, without moving my head I
peeped up from my book. A couple of
young guys were looking my way.
They certainly seemed to be enjoying
the view. Cheekily, I decided they’d
had enough, and pressed my knees together. One nudged the other and
they whispered, but I waited until
they’d gone before opening my legs
again. Then I saw a pretty dark-haired girl
standing looking up at the National
Gallery with her camera in her hand. I
thought I’d spotted her walking up
the steps past me a few minutes ago.
That was interesting – if it was the same person, that meant she’d gone
all the way down again. OK, there
were a few reasons why she might
have done that… But oh my God, she was hot. Her hair
was cut short and spiky in a boyish
kind of way, but it was the only boyish
thing about her. She was wearing a
denim jacket over a short t-shirt that
showed a tempting circle of bare skin above a pair of amazing ripped denim
shorts. The neck of her t-shirt had
been roughly cut down to show her
cleavage; I could see the top of a red
bra supporting a pair of large boobs. I
might not dress that way myself, but that sort of grungy sexiness can be
such a turn-on. At least, she seemed to be looking at
the Gallery, but I could see her eyes
keep on dropping down to my level. I
decided to give her a bit more of a
treat. Casually, I shifted my bum as if to
get more comfortable, and spread my legs a bit more, letting my frock ride
further up my thighs as well as giving
a clearer view of the area between my
legs. I felt a draught of air waft round
my labia. I wished I could use a finger
to part my lips a bit and let her see a bit more pink, but that might have been a
bit obvious. The pretty girl took her camera and
pointed it up the steps at the Gallery.
Oh well, never mind, she just wanted
another tourist snap. But I still couldn’t
keep my eyes off her, and to my
delight I saw the camera tilt downwards so it was pointing straight
at me. Oh yes, that’s better. I stared hard at
my book, but I wasn’t taking any of it
in – it was just black blobs on a white
background. My whole mind was
wondering whether she was still
there; whether she was still taking pictures; whether she wanted more… I couldn’t resist glancing up. She had
the camera up to her face, but I was
sure it was pointing straight up my
dress. I breathed in deeply, then
moved my legs a little bit more apart.
They were rather wide now. I saw her twist the lens, zooming in on whatever
she was photographing. This was
exciting. I forgot for a moment that
there were hundreds of other people
around. I’m sure my pussy must have
been getting wetter and wetter inside, and I really wanted to touch it, to part
my lips and let the juices run out. I was
so aroused that I forgot to breathe for
a moment or two, and found myself
puffing to get oxygen back to my
lungs. Casually, the girl turned aside and
pointed her camera over towards the
church of St Martin-in-the-Fields and
took a few pictures of it. She began to
walk back up the steps towards me.
For a moment, I felt nervous, and looked back at my book, but as a
shadow passed over my legs I
couldn’t resist looking up. My eyes met
hers. Without saying a word, she sat down
next to me on the steps. My heart was
thumping. She held her digital camera
in her hands and leant towards me
with it. “Would you like to see?” she said. I looked at the view-screen. The first
picture was just a view of the
colonnade at the front of the Gallery. I
could just see the top of my head at
the bottom of the picture. “Press here to scroll through” said the
girl. I could feel the warmth of her
body next to me. I was trembling a
little. The next picture showed the whole of
the steps, with me in the middle, my
legs apart and my skirt up my thighs.
You could see straight up the front, to
the little plump bulge of my pubic
mound. I could just make out the pink curve of my labia. I felt myself blush
with a sort of embarrassment. I
suppose I hadn’t expected to be
looking straight at the evidence like
this. I scrolled to the next picture. This one
had been taken using the zoom, and
you could see the labia quite clearly. I
stared at it for a moment, fascinated.
Then I felt a nudge, and looked round.
She was smiling at me. “Keep going” she said. I saw why she was keen to move on.
Wow. The next one was taken after I
had moved my legs apart, and the sun
was shining straight up my frock. I
couldn’t help noticing how pale my
inner thighs were. But my plump little pussy really stood out. I saw that my
lips had parted more than I realised,
and the pink entrance to my vagina
was glistening and wet. I scrolled again. She’d used the zoom
again, and you could almost have
reached out and touched the pink
curves of my labia. There was a little
dark gap at the centre, leading the eye
into my sex. I looked at her again, and she raised
an eyebrow. I realised that as I had
been leaning over looking at the
pictures, the front of my frock had
fallen open so she could look straight
down at the swell of my bare breasts, including my pinkish areole and
darker nipples. Hard nipples. There was one more picture. She’d
pulled back on the zoom, and there
was all of me, looking straight at the
camera, with a little smile on my face
and my legs wide apart. God, I was
such a slut – but it was a classic up- skirt shot! I think we were each waiting for the
other to say something. It must only
have been a couple of seconds, but
felt like minutes. “These are great pictures” I said.
“Thanks for letting me see”. “I’ve got some more that you might
like” she said. “There’re on my camera
if you have a minute.” “Yes please” I said. There was another
slight pause, and I went on. “Why don’t we have a coffee and you
can show me properly?” “That would be nice” she answered;
“is this place ok?” – nodding at the
little café next to the steps, right on the
Square. “It’s ok, but the one in the Gallery’s
better” I said; “A bit more expensive,
but quieter”. “Sounds great” she smiled. “Lead the
way!” We crossed the pavement and went
into the Gallery through the Getty
entrance, which takes you straight to
the café and shop, and is obviously
meant for people who want to have
something to eat without all that tedious mucking about with paintings
first. I offered to get the coffees while she
found a table. I took a chance and
chose us each a piece of cake – I think
I needed a sugar hit! I looked round
with my tray and saw her waving at
me from the far corner. She’d found a perfect table, slightly out of the way,
and luckily there weren’t too many
people around anyway. I sat down
opposite her. She laughed when she
saw the cakes. “How did you guess?” she said. “I
shouldn’t, but then, why not?” And she took the creamier of the two
pieces. “So…” I said, taking a sip of hot coffee,
“Where are these pictures?” She’d found them on her camera while
I was at the counter, and passed it
straight across. “These are from all over” she said.
“But I have a special folder for them
all”. They were a mixture of candid shots,
up-skirt and down-blouse, all
obviously taken without the subjects
knowing. Some of the girls were
wearing panties, but a few were like
me, showing it all. Most of these were shaved, so you could see the detail of
their pussies. Most of the down-blouse
ones were of bra-less breasts, usually
showing a nipple or two. They were all
very, very sexy. “You’ve a great collection here” I said,
impressed. “It must have taken you
ages”. “I take a lot of pictures anyway” she
said, “and I’m always on the lookout
for this sort of shot. I do sell some stuff
commercially – but not these – these
are just for me. Don’t worry, you’re not
going to see yourself on some website – at least, not unless you want to!” “But you know” she said, “You’re
almost the first person I’ve seen who I
thought might have been doing it on
purpose. The way you just sat there
with your legs apart, you must have
known what you were showing. But you didn’t seem to care. I noticed you
didn’t have a bra when I walked past,
and I was going to try and get a shot
of your tits. But then when I realised
you had no panties either…I was just,
like wow, my kind of girl!” “I mean,” she went on “I like not
wearing undies either, just because it
makes me feel good. “But I don’t really
flash at people, unless I know them
and it’s all part of the foreplay sort of
thing”. “It just turns me on” I admitted. “The
thought of people walking past and
seeing me just makes me so horny,
and I just love it. Sometimes I do it in
the park, pretending to sunbathe and
pulling my skirt up as far as I dare”. “Photographing you got me so turned
on too” she said. “Especially once I
knew that you knew I was doing it…
that’s when I plucked up courage to
show you!” That’s when I felt a touch on my leg
under the table. It made me jump, and
I looked down and saw that it was her
bare foot tickling me. She’d kicked off
her sandals and her toes were
stroking against the outside of my leg. I moved my leg against hers and
smiled at her. My legs were slightly
apart now, and I deliberately edged
my chair a bit closer to make it easier
for her. She slid her leg over mine until
it was between my legs, stroking against my inner thigh now. Her skin
was smooth against mine. I put my
hand under the table and stroked her
calves, pulling my dress up a bit more
to give her room to manoeuvre. Her foot slipped under the front of my
dress. She knew what she was doing
with her toes, though she was teasing
me by rubbing against the tops of my
thighs, deliberately not going any
higher. Then she broke contact, and I got that weird feeling you get when
you know something is close to you
even thought you can’t see it. This
time, I got the feeling in my pussy,
knowing her foot was almost
touching. Then I felt her toes touch the lips of my
pussy. She wiggled them backwards
and forwards, tickling my labia. It felt
amazing. I was squirming about in my
seat, wriggling back at her, trying to
manoeuvre myself so her toes would go inside my slit. She managed to find
the button of my clitoris, and flicked
her toe against it. I had to put my cup
of coffee down, for fear I’d spill it
everywhere. I gripped the edge of the
table with my hands and braced myself against her, breathing heavily
through my nose, letting out the
occasional little squeak in my throat.
Anyone watching could surely guess
what was going on… Wriggling her toes, she eased between
my labia and pushed up into the
entrance to my vagina. I let out a
definite squeak…she was smiling at
me as she pushed against me. I felt her
toes wriggling around inside me. Something pressed against my clitoris
– her big toe probably – and she
flicked it backwards and forwards
against the little button, pushing hard
against it. Oh god. I felt my orgasm
building. Not for the first time, I felt a bit embarrassed at how quickly I
would climax once my clitoris was
stimulated. If I’d been a man, I’d have
had no staying power at all! I leant over and grasped her hand,
squeezing it tight as I pressed against
her toes, clenching the muscles of my
pussy. Oh god here it came…and I
orgasmed. My knuckles were white as
I gripped her so hard. All the muscles in my legs and bum were clenched
and I felt my thighs spasming as I
struggled to stop myself from
thrashing my body about and crying
out. It must have looked as if I was
having an epileptic fit! She stared at me across the table with
a delighted smile on her face. “Wow!” she whispered. “Did you just
come?” I nodded, trying to get my breathing
under control. “I just couldn’t help it” I
said. “I guess I was just so turned on…
it just happened!” “You are just so amazing” she said,
laughing. I smoothed my dress down under the
table, trying to look decent. Looking
under the table, I could see the toes of
her right foot were wet and sticky. She leant over and whispered again.
“And you’ve got me so horny. Won’t
you do something for me now?” “Sure” I said. “Here?” “Come to the toilets” she whispered. “I
want you properly”. “Not the ones just here” I said
“They’re too busy – but if we go over
to the back door, there are some that
hardly anyone uses”. “How do you know this stuff?” she
asked. “Don’t tell me you’ve fucked
your way all round London’s bogs?” I laughed “Not yet – but I actually like
paintings as well as fucking! So I come
here quite a lot” “I’ll follow you then” she said. I couldn’t remember exactly which
rooms to go through, but I knew that
from the Central Hall there would be
signs for the “Orange Street Exit” and I
followed those. We went past the
Velasquez “Venus at her Toilette”, with her lovely bum, through more
random rooms until I saw the full-
length portrait of Cardinal Richelieu by
Philippe de Champaigne and I knew
we were nearly there. The toilets I was
looking for were by the Educational Centre. During the week it tends to be
swarming with school parties, but at
the weekend it’s practically deserted. With a sudden burst of inspiration, I
pushed open the door to the
“Disabled” toilets. “Come on, there’ll be more room in
here” I said. She shut and locked the door. She put
her arms round my waist and our lips
met, hard and rough and urgent. Her arms rubbed roughly over my
back, wrinkling my dress. Her large
breasts were pressed against my
chest. I pushed both my hands up the
front of her t-shirt. Her skin was warm
and flushed with excitement. My hands made contact with the firm
swell of her breasts inside the lacy
support of her bra. She groaned deep
in her throat. I rolled her breasts
under my hands, feeling them move
inside the bra. Pushing upwards, I felt the bottom of her bra cups moving up,
slowly slipping over the soft flesh. I
pushed again, and with a rush felt the
cups spring up, her boobs bouncing
free and unsupported. At last my
hands gripped the hot bare flesh. Her nipples tightened and became hard
under my grip, her areoles dimpling. I
wanted her body so badly. I dragged
at her t-shirt and she raised her arms
to let me pull it over her head. I
stepped back for a moment, holding her t-shirt, gazing at her tits swinging
too and fro as she quickly unclipped
her bra and let it fall from her arms
onto the floor. She smiled at me,
enjoying her bareness. She had clear
sharp tan-lines round the curve of her tits, showing that she normally wore a
small bikini top that must have barely
covered her nipples. My own body was fizzing with desire. I
pressed my hand to my crotch, circling
my palm against my clitoris. She pulled
me against her again, rubbing her
bare breasts against my dress as we
kissed. I squeezed her bum, rubbing against the crack between her cheeks,
before scratching my nails up the bare
skin of her legs. I pushed my hand down the back of
her shorts, inside her panties as well.
Her bum was warm and smooth and
firm. “Let me get these off” she muttered,
and undid her shorts, pulling them
and her panties down, kicking them
off across the floor. Now she was
totally naked. Her pubes were covered
in a tidy nest of hair, but I could see the pink folds of her pussy, aroused
and moist. She pushed me back against the sink,
and began to unbutton the front of my
dress. I was breathing heavily already,
my little tits heaving. She pushed my
dress off my shoulders, and I wriggled
to help the sleeves slip down my arms. The whole dress fell to the floor and I
was naked too. I pulled her towards me and kissed
her hard on her lips, feeling her body
hot against mine. She nibbled at my lip,
and I raked my fingernails down her
back, digging in as hard as I dared. In
the mirror opposite me, I could see the red marks on her skin. “More, more” she moaned, and I
kissed down her neck and over her
shoulder-blades. She had her hands
on my buttocks, and I felt a finger
nuzzling between my cheeks,
followed by a gentle pressure against my sphincter. “You’re so tight” she murmured. “I can
hardly get one finger in. Relax,
babe…” The finger pushed harder, just
entering, causing me to wince slightly. “Don’t stop” I whispered, as I felt the
finger leave. “Don’t worry” she replied. She picked
up the liquid-soap dispenser from the
hand-basin and pumped slippery
soap all over her palm and fingers,
before returning her hand to my
buttocks. I barely had time to register the cool soap on my bum, before her
freshly-lubricated finger slipped easily
into my hole. I gasped, pressing my
naked body against hers. I could feel
her finger twirling inside my bum-
hole. I was nuzzling her neck, but my teeth closed on her flesh as I felt a
second finger joining the first. I’d
never had two fingers up my bum
before, and without the soap I’m sure
she’d never have managed. I put my hand under her right tit,
raising it to my mouth. I sucked the
flesh into my mouth, moving towards
her dark nipples. As my mouth closed
over her right nipple, I felt her fingers
wiggling more inside my bum-hole, and I thrust my pelvis against her,
biting down on the nipple at the same
time. This wasn’t nice soft sex: it was
rough and dirty, and I was loving it. My teeth clenched her nipple; my lips
could feel the rough aroused skin of
her areole. Her fingers began thrusting
in and out of my bum and I could feel
the pulsing of my pussy, getting
wetter and wetter with pleasure. But she had already brought me to
orgasm once, and I wanted to do the
same for her. I pulled away from her, feeling the
“schlup” as her fingers slipped out of
my lubricated bum. Quickly I slid to the
floor, pulling her with me, rolling her
onto her back against the cold tiles. I
crouched over her, one leg on either side of her waist, my little tits swinging
slightly, my pussy pressed against her
tummy. I writhed my crotch against
her, stimulating myself and spreading
a wet smear of my sexual secretions
all over her tummy. I could see little red marks on her tits where my mouth
had bruised her skin. She lay still,
panting with excitement but allowing
me to take charge. With one swift movement, I slid down
past her waist, put one leg between
her thighs, and roughly pulled her
legs apart. Her pussy was gaping
wide, and I lowered my face to it,
breathing in her musky scent. I rubbed my face over the light fuzz of
hair on her pubic mound, my nose
bumping against her clitoris, which felt
engorged and hard. Her labia and the
entrance to her vagina were very wet,
and her sex juices were soon smeared all over my face. I momentarily raised
my head to let her see. She smiled. I dipped down again, and my tongue
made contact with her labia and licked
over and between the folds. Spreading
her lips with my fingers, I gazed for a
moment at the sweet pink moist
interior, breathing in the musky aroma, before burying myself in it. She
was dripping with juices, gasping and
thrashing as my tongue lapped
around her vulva; pushing her pussy
into my face, grinding against me. With
my tongue still lapping at her, my thumb found her clitoris, and she bit
back a scream as I rolled and rubbed
it. I quickly worked out from her moans
and gasps exactly what flickers of the
tongue and rolling of the thumb were
needed to propel her towards her
climax. I licked upwards inside her as
far as I could go, finding the soft spongy area around her g-spot, and
at the same time increasing the
pressure on her clit. As I’d hoped, that
was all it took, and her thigh muscles
went tense as she began to shudder
with the force of the orgasm that engulfed her. As soon as I felt her
climax hit, I raised my face, and
pushed two fingers of my other hand
deep up inside her soaking cunt, while
circling faster and faster round her clit.
My hand was drenched in her juices and she was shaking all over as a
second even more intense orgasm
exploded. She was clutching her tits,
pink and glowing with perspiration all
over her body. I withdrew my fingers and watched as
her trembling subsided. She put her
fingers inside her own pussy and
withdrew them coated in her own
stickiness. She fed me her fingers and I
sucked the juice off them. I let her suck mine as she clutched me too her,
both our bodies sticky and sweaty. We knelt on the floor, holding hands,
trying to let our breathing get back to
normal, both of us glowing with the
aftermath of the experience. She
stroked one hand over my little pussy,
touching my puffy labia. “You’re still aroused, aren’t you” she
said, more of a statement than a
question. “I want you to have me now” I said. “I want you as well – but can you wait
until we get back to my flat?” she said
matter-of-factly. I nodded. “Put your dress on then” she said.
“And if we can get an empty carriage
on the tube, I’ll make you come
again”.

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-Jordynn finds herself again at the mercy of Johnathan Roberts. The issue is, Johnathan doesn’t hold much in the way of mercy. And as Jordynn will eventually discover, Johnathan is not her only problem by far (NOTE THAT DUE TO A SYSTEM ISSUE THERE IS NO CHAPTER 8!!!)

My throbbing cock was angry red and aching, I wanted in. Hell, who was I kidding? – I WAS GOING TO GET IN. Jordynn’s movements made her ’rock’ back a bit. Her round MILFy ass was already slightly than her head, and when she pushed back I could see her twat thru her thigh gap…and that was all she wrote.

Sandy was moaning loudly, her face alternately frowning and furrowing, REALLY enjoying what was happening. She was panting and when she saw me step forward she knew.

“Ahh-ooh – Jordynn baby, you are – oooh – doing fine. Now it’s time for something else.” Sandy said. As she did so, she looked at me and nodded.

It’s not like this was unexpected, and as I stepped close to Jordynn I touched her ass, making her grunt and move. She tried to look back, but Sandy was having none of it.

“ahh – No girl, you keep eating that – ohh..day-yum – that twat of – ahhh – mine, Sandy said with a smile, then added “Jordynn, I wah-ahh-want you t-to f-fin finger your c-cl-li…”

Jordynn’s required no prompting, her had was right on it, and as I lined up I could see her hand moving furiously.

There was no need to think about lube, Jordynn Perry’s pussy was very wet, so her body was into it at the least. With a firm, steady push I went straight-balls de-ee-ee-ep. Her pussy gripped me like a firm hot glove, and my thickness made Jordynn moan. As she was busily giving oral, this in turn made Sandy moan.

Jordynn was apparently moving by instinct, and she instinctively pushed back into me. The feeling was wonderful, and I of course pushed right back, and my thrusts in turn were pushing her face into Sandy’s pussy.

The sound of three of us lovemaking was an incredible sound. I was telling Jordynn how great she felt and moaning, Sandy was moaning, and of course Jordynn was moaning as well, albeit hers were ‘muffled.’

I was glad I had already busted one nut earlier, or I already would have popped again, but it was really tough to keep my control. I had held a ‘crush’ on Jordynn Perry since childhood, bully or no, and Sandy Berger was gorgeous, somewhat resembling a young Helen Hunt .

Way back in the day, in our tormented youth, back when Sandy Berger identified as Bi-sexual Sandy & I had sex a few times, but then I was off to school and to our separate lives. When we later met up again & decided to work together, Sandy was by then a full on Lesbian, so sex was a moot point.

Sandy Berger & I had feelings for each other, yet we respected where we were, so it really made for a relationship that was “odd,” but what was even more so was the Bully that helped to bring us together was now linking us in a very unconventional, though sexually satisfying, way.

The look on Sandy’s face was telling, mostly because I knew my face was the same. The feeling was building, and this man’s balls were starting to churn. “Jord-oof-Jordyn…” I said, “U-Use you f-f-fingers on S-Sandy…” Now it was my turn to give Sandy the wink.

I slowed, and I could feel her shift. Suddenly, Sandy’s mouth popped open, and she gasped LOUD – “AH!…JORD…Ooohhh…Jord-Dynn.”

I now began to power-thrust my thick fat one into Jordynn, and Jordynn in turn was pumping her fingers in and out of Sandy. There was the wet-sex sound of the two of us, and that, plus the sexual moans and groans proved a bit too much.

It was just by timing that Sandy was first. She had a clump of Jordynn’s hair, and she arched her back, thrusting her breasts straight up as she screamed. Inlock-step with her was Jordynn, who was both screaming her orgasm into Sandy’s pussy while her clamped and convulsed on my cock, and with a mighty roar I emptied myself as well.

I don’t know how much I dumped when I blew my cork, but it felt like a quart (of course it wasn’t) but whatever that amount was, Jordynn Perry’s pulsating orgasm flowed out a huge amount, thoroughly wetting her spot at the end of the bed. But all that was absolutely dwarfed Sandy Berger.

Sandy Berger was what was considered a ‘squirter,’ and she proceeded to completely soak Jordynn Perry’s hair, face, and neck/shoulders. Women that do this do not ‘pee,’ as once thought, but do dump a tremendous amount of liquid when they orgasm. Just by chance I had an under-liner on the mattress, but Sandy soaked those sheets so much that they were “sopping” wet.

I had flopped back into my chair. I was able to flip off the cameras, but fact was at this point the thumb .drives were likely full. Sandy had flopped back on the bed, and was laying there staring at the ceiling. Jordynn lay as she was during sex. On her stomach, her ass in the air.

After a moment came a mutual sound from Sandy & I both, and nearly at the same time. It wasn’t what you might expect. It was the sound…of LAUGHTER. At first it was a chuckle, but slowly, it grew. The Bully was truly defeated, the dragon was dead. All the beatings. All the public humiliation had truly been turned around on the tormentor, & in a most fun and erotic way.

After our chuckles and laughter finally died down, Jordynn Perry quietly moved to the chair opposite me and sat, staring down and the floor, and began to sniffle. The dragon was not only beaten, but it had been thoroughly degraded & humiliated, and now it sat, feeling the weight of it’s defeat.

Sandy looked at me, and gave me a nod. Then, standing up, she knelt beside Jordynn and said “Now you know how it truly feels.”

Jordynn just stared straight ahead, saying nothing. After a moment, she simply nodded

Taking her by the hand, Sandy said, “OK, Jordynn, you did REALLY well. You are fighting that internal battle now. Questioning what & how you have been told to feel about sex, versus what you REALLY feel. You are also feeling deep shame for a lot of things. I should hate you, but I don’t. What you gave me was incredibly intense. Come, let me clean you up, OK?”

It took no prompting for me to understand. Sandy was taking a caring approach, and she led her conquest to the shower. Turning it on, She gave Jordynn a kiss, and Jordynn did not return it, but she didn’t fight it either. “Come on, pet.” Sandy cooed, and getting in with her, Sandy began to wash Jordynn’s hair, and after a bit, Jordynn began to come out of her shell. Now they began to switch, and Jordynn began to wash Sandy’s hair.

It was a small shower for one, but I managed to slide in there. Just as during sex, Jordynn perry was squeezed between us, and we took time to wash each other. After, we got out and used the last of the towels. It was all wordless, and totally/powerfully erotic.

It turned that once broken, Jordynn Perry made one Hell of a submissive. My work certainly had her worn down, but after what I can only guess was her first lesbian encounter, that was the key, and Sandy & I enjoyed having our own ‘servant’ dress us.

As before, Jordynn dressed me first, and took a moment to really ‘position’ my cock in my underwear. With Sandy, she dressed her as well, finishing with a brushing of Sandy’s hair. The switch was flipped Jordynn Perry was Our. Total. Submissive. Sandy raised an eyebrow, and I made a hand motion & nodded

“Jordynn, go ahead, and get dressed while we talk.” Sandy said to her.

Seeing her start, I spoke. “It appears you now know your place. You’ve done well and your debt with us is paid, as I can tell there will be no more issues with you. That is good. I think Sandy has something to say.”

“Jordynn, I live in a house owned by Johnathan, on St. Georgina. He lets me live there because of my contributions to the Law Firm.”

I spoke up. “I think you’ll find it to be especially posh surroundings. Gated Community ON the beach, one of the highest rated US beaches. Screened in Pool. Maid Service. A cook on weekends when I’m there. We even have an elevator.

“Jordynn,” Sandy said, “you can at this point leave and go back to your mobile home, and have the remainder of the weekend to yourself, until David’s weekend detention ends Sunday…OR…you can explore this door to your sexuality that I know Johnathan & I have opened. You need to decide, but either way, you are now free.”

Jordynn looked at us both, and said “I am truly sorry for the past.” She then walked over to me, stood on tiptoes, and gave me a light kiss. Then the same to Sandy. Taking a hand from each of us, she led us out the door and said “I’m not sure who I am, but I know I’m not who I was. But I need to know. So let’s go.” And with that, she walked stepped over, and got in Sandy’s Lotus Sports Car.

Not all stories of revenge end badly. Some, as you the dear reader can see, end quite well. The question this writer wants you to answer via the comments is: Is this the end?

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Me, My Girlfriend and Her Best Friend: Part Three

December 2001

I left college after my sophomore year and moved back home because I was offered a great job that I couldn’t turn down. My girlfriend Belinda was still studying law in Florida and Marcela was still studying Biology in Austin. Belinda and I had stayed together despite the long distance. I didn’t have much contact with Marcela anymore, but Belinda still talked with her regularly and she would tell me about what was going on in her life.

It had been two and a half years since that magical summer when Belinda and I had brought Marcela into our sex lives and it was now becoming a memory that I was always trying to keep fresh in my mind. I had almost completely given up hope that we might all be together (in that way) again.

With Belinda living so far away, I had only one option as far as my sex drive was concerned. Most of the time when I “took care of myself,” I would bring up the memory of that glorious summer and all of the experiences the three of us had shared. I had heard from Belinda that Marcela was coming home for the holidays. I wondered if we would all get to hang out together again and, if we did, what it might be like. Then, just days before Belinda came home, she called me to tell me that Marcela had gotten engaged. I never really thought that the three of us would be together again that way, but there was always a faint hope. With Marcela being engaged, that possibility was gone. Oh, well, I thought. At least Belinda will be around. We always had great sex, especially since that wild summer. We didn’t bring it up often and we had never brought anyone else into bed with us since then, but the sex that we had, just the two of us, had gotten so much more experimental and exciting. I was looking forward to a couple of weeks where I didn’t have to take care of myself.

I had just turned 21 and was living with my two friends Derek and J.P. I had a day job, but Derek and J.P. both worked at restaurants, so I only saw them late at night or on the weekend during the day. Belinda was scheduled to get in that day and I couldn’t wait. I went to the airport with her parents and brother and we picked her up. It was a great reunion. Holding her in my arms for the first time in about six months only served to remind me of how much I missed her and how lonely I had become. We had dinner with her family, and afterwards, I took her out for a few drinks before finally heading back to my house. As usual, it was empty and our eager hands quickly undressed each other. We made love in my bed three times. The first time was slow and loving. The second was a bit raunchier. The third was all out aggressive and passionate. I had replayed the events of that summer with Belinda and Marcela in my mind so many times, that I found myself fantasizing about it as we made love and almost felt guilty for it.

After we were finished, we laid in bed panting in the dark. Belinda asked me if I had plans the next night. I didn’t. She told me that Marcela was getting in the next day and she wanted the three of us to have dinner together. When I asked her if Marcela’s new fiancée would be joining us, Belinda told me that his family lives in Minnesota and he had gone home to be with them. Great, I thought. A night with the two women I had had a number of threesomes with ages ago and there was no chance of a repeat performance. Oh, well. I always enjoyed Marcela’s company, so I would just have to make the best of it.

It was a Friday night. I had just gotten home from work when I called Belinda. She was staying with her parents as most college students do during the holidays. She told me that Marcela was already over there and I could just swing by and pick them both up. I hopped in my trusty old Ford and headed over.

As I approached the front door, I registered a strange feeling building up in my stomach. I was nervous. During our little summer, it had gotten to feel so natural being with both of them, but that was a long time ago now. “What if it was awkward?” I wondered. I didn’t want to get myself worked up so I quickened my stride and knocked on the door.

Belinda’s mother answered and greeted me with a big hug. Belinda had definitely gotten her looks from her mom. For an older woman, she was really quite beautiful. I stepped into the den and found Belinda and Marcela sitting on the couch having a conversation with Belinda’s little brother. As I stepped into the room, Belinda and Marcela both turned to me. As soon as I made eye contact with Marcela, the ice shattered. Her gaze cut through the absent years and all I saw was the girl I had known so well that summer in my backyard. She hadn’t changed much since then. Her breasts had gotten a bit bigger and her hair was longer and now sported blond hi-lights. She was actually more striking than she had been two and a half years before. Belinda stood and gave me a hug. I let her go and Marcela pushed her body into mine and swung her arms around me. I could say it was the way she felt, or the sight of her that completely brought my mind back to that summer as though it were yesterday, but I’d be lying. The truth is, it was her smell that did it. It wasn’t perfume or oils or anything else. It was her smell. My heart was suddenly floating around my ears and I was looking forward to spending the evening and catching up with my two beautiful, strong Latina women. I followed them out the front door and we were off.

We went to eat at The Cider House. Dinner was slow and relaxing. I asked Marcela how she met her fiancée. It turned out they had gone to school together. He had already graduated and was working in Austin. His name was John too. She spoke of him fondly and it was clear to me that she cared for him very deeply. I suppose that if a tiny part of me still didn’t feel like she was mine, I could’ve even been happy for her.

After we finished our meals, we moved over to the bar and sat for a couple of hours, drinking and talking. The majority of our conversations consisted of small talk. We told stories about what we’d been up to in the last couple of years and all at once, it seemed we ran out of things to talk about. Marcela broke the silence by saying “It’s so good to be hanging out with you two again. I’ve really missed you guys.”

“Awe, we missed you too Marcela.” Belinda said, pecking her cheek.

“-And that summer a few years ago? Oh my god! We got pretty crazy, didn’t we?” Marcela added.
Belinda and I both silently sipped our drinks and averted our eyes. Neither of us had expected that summer to be brought up and it was clear we were both caught off guard.

To break the silence, I said “Yes, we did.” I sipped my beer “But that was a long time ago.” We all sat in silence, clearly thinking back on that summer. I watched Belinda’s face as the hot and sweaty memories from back then unfolded in her mind. Marcela was looking up at the lamp above our table and smiling. I was peeling the label off of my beer bottle when I added “You know, I still think about it sometimes.”

Belinda looked over at me with what seemed like a mixture of anger and intrigue. “Really?” she asked.

I took another pull from my beer. “Sure.” I was trying to act cool. “I mean, my girlfriend lives a thousand miles away, so from time to time, I have to take matters into my own hands, so to speak.”

“You think about it when you jack off?” she pressed, whispering, yet wide eyed.

“Sometimes.” I said. They were both staring at me. “Come on, haven’t either of you ever thought about it?” I asked.

They both just sat quietly. I could tell Belinda was a little upset. I suppose she would’ve preferred that I only thought about her when I tugged off. Then we both heard Marcela say “I have.” She paused, “Thought about it I mean.” She then had our undivided attention. She was looking down at her dry martini. “I’d never done anything like that before. It was really fun, and I think that if it had never happened, I wouldn’t be as open to certain things as I am now.”

“Like what?” Belinda asked.

“Just, ya know. -Things.” Marcela answered. “Anyway, you should be glad Johnny’s thinking about you and taking care of himself instead of going out and trying to get laid.”

“I am,” Belinda replied “but, he isn’t just thinking about me.” She trailed off, her disappointment showing.

“I didn’t mean to start something.” I interjected. “The truth is, I think about that stuff because it was the most uninhibited I’ve ever seen you be.” I said to Belinda. “It was so sexy the way you moved with such confidence and self assurance. I mean, sure having another good looking girl there was amazing and had always been a fantasy for me and just about every other guy on the planet, but mostly, it was about you.” She raised her eyes to meet mine. She was warming back up. “You were so hot during all of that crazy shit we did and that’s what I’m thinking about when I’m.. you know. Doing my thing.” I sat back and took another swig of my beer. Then to try and lighten things up, I added “that, and Marcela’s tits.” They both laughed as Belinda socked me hard in the shoulder and we ordered another round of drinks.

“Oh shit. I didn’t even think of that.” Marcela said. “You guys live so far apart that you can’t ever have sex. Oh man, that sucks.” She took a drink. “So do you guys ever have, like, phone sex?” she asked, lowering her voice.

“We tried to a few times, but we would always end up laughing.” Belinda said.

“Oh, no!” Marcela mock cried. “You poor babies!” Then her face flashed in thought. “You know what you two should do? You guys should take dirty pictures together.”

“Sounds good to me.” I said finishing another beer.

Marcela turned Belinda toward her. “This poor guy doesn’t even have any dirty pictures of you? Shame on you Belinda!”

Belinda laughed “Okay, okay! I swear I’ll take some nudie pictures!”
I noticed it was getting close to closing time. I paid the tab and invited them both to come over to my place to hang out and have a few more drinks. When we got there, I was happy to find my roommates both out. It was icy cold outside and the house I was living in had very poor insulation, so we stood in the kitchen with our jackets on and had a few more drinks. We were laughing and drinking more and more and it started to feel like old times again. I was shocked to discover that I was actually having a great time.
Marcela kept giving Belinda a hard time for not taking better care of me. She kept saying what a poor baby I was, left to sit around alone and jack off with no dirty pictures or phone sex. This only seemed to make Belinda laugh harder. “Poor Johnny! Poor Johnny!” Marcela yelled as she pulled my head to her shoulder to comfort me.

I sat on the floor where a dining room table would have been had I been able to afford one. Belinda was still laughing hysterically as she fell to her knees in front of me. “I’m so sorry Poor Johnny.” She said as she pressed her lips to mine.

I mockingly pushed her away and drunkenly said “No, it’s too late! My sexual appetite has withered away. I’m going to die alone with a shriveled little unused wiener and be completely surrounded by cats.”

“Come on Johnny.” She persisted. She leaned in and kissed me again. “Let me make it up to you.” She was inches from my face and her breath was hot on my lips. Marcela stood behind her laughing and I started to have flashbacks of that wonderful hot summer, only now instead of being naked outdoors in the sun, I was wearing winter clothes in my freezing cold kitchen. Belinda kissed me passionately and squeezed my thigh.

Playing along, I just laid back and put my hands behind my head. “I’m sorry Belinda, but it’s too late.” I said in a pouty voice. “I have nothing left to give. It’s too late. Due to your neglect, I’m broken forever. I may never use my penis again.”

“Oh no!” Belinda cried as if she were in a hospital soap opera. “We have to fix him!” she cried as she continued to rub higher on my thigh. Marcela stumbled into the dining room and sat down next to Belinda on the other side of me.

“What seems to be the problem?” Marcela asked dramatically.

Belinda looked up at her with equal showmanship and said “This poor bastard has lost his will to live!”

In a surprise turn, Marcela reached down to Belinda’s waist and grabbed the hem of her sweater and yanked it up to expose her stomach and breasts which were tucked nicely into a black lace bra. “What about now?” Marcela asked.

Belinda laughed, briefly breaking character. Then she went right back to business. She slid her hand further up my thigh and lightly rubbed over the mound of my crotch. “Hmm. It’s too soon to tell.”
Marcela carefully slid her fingers into the left cup of Belinda’s bra and gently pulled out her breast exposing her erect nipple. Belinda continued to rub my crotch as my cock began to harden. “Wait- I think he’s responding!” I was trying to contain my excitement, and also stay in the playful mood by giggling. “We’re going to have to take a closer look.” Belinda continued. She pulled my fly cover to the side and grabbed hold of the zipper of my jeans. She slowly pulled it down, relishing the sound it made. She pulled it all the way down and then slipped her hand into the hole. The air was cold and I felt suddenly vulnerable, but also very aroused.

Marcela watched Belinda’s hand as it found my throbbing cock inside of my jeans. I had a small sense that she wanted to participate like in the old days, but she was engaged now. Then I thought that maybe her logic was that as long as she didn’t touch me and I didn’t touch her, it couldn’t possibly be considered cheating. She could play alongside us and everything would be okay as long as she remained a spectator. As I was watching her, her eyes shot open as if she’d remembered something. “Ooh, wait!” she said, darting to her feet and heading to the living room. I heard her unzip her purse and start fishing around inside of it. Belinda’s fingers were wrapped around my cock, motionless when Marcela came back into the dining room with a digital camera in her hand. She had turned it on and the lens expanded outward as she said “Pictures!– Now poor Johnny won’t have to play with himself anymore without some decent reference material.”

Belinda looked up at her. “What, are we doing a photo shoot now?”

Marcela sat down again next to Belinda and answered “Yes, and I’m the director. Now where were we?” She lifted the camera to her face and peered through the viewfinder down to Belinda, smiling with her hand in my pants. “Oh, yeah!” she said, snapping the first photo of the night. “It’s looking better, but he’s not out of the woods yet.” She was back in her doctor persona. “You have to get him out of those clothes, stat!”

Marcela grabbed me by the hand and pulled me up to help me out of my jacket. As she did, Belinda unfastened my belt and popped the button on my jeans. “Are you two trying to get me naked?” I smiled. Marcela then pulled my sweater up over my head and my t-shirt went right with it. It was freezing cold on that kitchen floor but I didn’t care. I lifted my hips up and Belinda pulled my pants down past my feet, and then removed my socks. Suddenly, I was lying on the kitchen floor, completely naked between the two of them and shivering from both the cold and the anticipation. Marcela sat back and snapped pictures as Belinda wrapped her fingers around my cock and started gently stroking me. “Is this how you did it when you were all alone, Poor Johnny?” she drunkenly joked.

“What kind of stuff do you think about Chico?” Marcela asked from behind the camera. She hadn’t called me that in years. It always drove me crazy when she did. Belinda looked over at her. All I could do was moan. “Do you think about Belin’s tits?” she asked as she reached up the back of Belinda’s sweater and unclasped her bra. She then put the camera down and pulled Belinda’s sweater up over her head and tossed it on the floor. When Belinda’s arms came back down, her bra slid off her shoulders and fell into her lap. Marcela picked the camera back up and snapped a shot of Belinda’s breasts. She then got behind Belinda and wrapped her free arm around Belinda to cup her breast from behind and took a picture from over Belinda’s shoulder. Belinda moaned a little as she reached up for my cock again. She went back to stroking me as Marcela looked down and smiled. “Do you think about her hand going up and down on your big hard cock?” she snapped another pic.

“Yes.” I moaned.

“Do you wanna know what I think about?” Marcela asked. She was now squeezing Belinda’s tit and rolling her nipple between her fingers. “I think about…” she paused as she lay down next to me and propped herself up on her elbow. Her face was right next to my cock as she raised the camera in front of her face and continued. “…all those times I watched Belinda suck your dick.” she said as she glanced up at Belinda. I felt Belinda’s warm lips wrap around the cold steel of my cock, but my eyes were glued to Marcela snapping photos of Belinda as she wrapped her lips around my pole. Marcela had changed somehow. She spoke with confidence, or maybe even authority. Belinda was playing the role of the silent slave girl, just doing whatever she was told. It was so hot and it was driving me crazy!

I reached up to squeeze Belinda’s breast, but Marcela pushed my hand back down to my side. “No touching.” She said. As I put my hand back down behind my head, Marcela reached out and cupped Belinda’s right breast in her hand, and then took a picture as she gave it a squeeze. “Is this what you wanted to do?” she asked looking at me through her lens.

“Yes.” I moaned as Belinda sucked me.

“What else?” she asked me.

“See her ass.” I said.

Marcela reached down to Belinda’s waist and pulled on her belt. She then unbuttoned her jeans. She’d been taking pictures the whole time, but had to put the camera down to get Belinda’s zipper down. She then positioned herself behind Belinda and pulled down her jeans to her knees. After that, she picked up the camera and snapped a photo of the black thong that was tucked into Belinda’s beautiful ass. She continued to circle us, snapping pictures as she went until she finally got back to her seat at Belinda’s side. “What else do you want to do Johnny?”

“I want to squeeze it.” I said.

Marcela reached out and rested her hand on Belinda’s lower back, then rubbed down to her right ass cheek and squeezed it. “Like this?” she asked, taking pictures of her hand rubbing and squeezing Belinda’s ass as Belinda continued to suck me off.

“Yes.”

“What else?” she pressed.

“Kiss her.” I moaned.

Marcela rested her hand and the camera on my stomach, blocking my view. I felt Belinda’s lips leave my cock and the camera flashed. Marcela moved the camera to get the shot from another angle and I saw the two of them tongue kissing as my dick pushed against Belinda’s cheek. I was so turned on at that point that I was shaking. I could only wonder if Marcela could taste me on Belinda’s lips. After taking two more pictures, she pulled away from Belinda and asked me “Now what would you do?” I struggled to think. I wanted to watch them do so many things, but so many of them would mean Belinda taking her mouth off my cock. Thinking quickly, I reached out and grabbed the bottom of Marcela’s shirt and started to pull it up just before she knocked my hand away. “No touching, remember?” she smiled down at me. She then put the camera down and pulled her shirt up and over her head before picking up the camera again. She was wearing a pale yellow bra and her large tan breasts looked incredible underneath. “Did you want to pull my shirt off?” she asked.

“Yeah.” I sighed. Belinda was quickening her pace.

Marcela held the camera out and snapped a photo of herself, now only wearing her bra and jeans. As she aimed the camera back at me she asked “What were you going to do after you took my shirt off? Were you gonna try to touch my tits?” she asked as she slid her hand over her breast.

“No.” I answered. “I just wanted to look.”

“Are you sure?” she asked. “Okay. Then what did you want to do next?”

My mind was racing. I thought back to that wild summer and all of the crazy things we had done together. Finally I answered. “I wanted to rip Belinda’s panties down… Ah! …and rub her asshole.”

“Wow.” Marcela replied. “you guys got kinky!” Belinda was still vigorously sucking my cock as Marcela got behind her again and yanked her panties down to her knees. Belinda then pushed off the ground and Marcela slid her jeans and panties the rest of the way off. She then put her finger in her mouth and wet it as she picked the camera back up with the other hand. She snapped picture after picture as she slid her finger over Belinda’s asshole. Belinda moaned onto my cock as she sucked me with all her might. I was beginning to understand the rules at that point, so I thought I’d have a little fun. I waited patiently for Marcela to ask me what I wanted to do next. Finally, it came.

“So now you’ve got your girlfriend giving you a blowjob. You took off her top and pulled off her panties and you’re rubbing her asshole. So what do you do next Chico?” she asked.

“I would take my bra off.” I smiled at her.

She lowered the camera and looked down at me smiling with seductive eyes. “Clever boy.” She said as she reached behind her back and unclasped her bra. All at once, it popped off and her beautiful breasts hung free. Her nipples pushed hard against the cold night air. She picked up the camera again and went back to rubbing Belinda’s ass as she took a picture of her own tits. I couldn’t take it anymore. I was about to cum and I knew it.

“Oh GOD!” I exclaimed. I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum!”

Marcela slipped her finger lower down into Belinda’s pussy as she sucked me hard. She snapped pictures of all the ridiculous faces I made as I filled Belinda’s mouth with cum. It gushed out of her mouth and onto her hand and my cock. Belinda then sat up and I heard a gulp sound. Marcela leaned in and gave her a big wet kiss and when they parted, my cum made a bridge from their lips and Marcela took one final photo of that.

I continued to lie there on my back on the kitchen floor with my head spinning. Marcela popped open the battery door of the camera and pulled out the SD Card. She kissed it, handed it to me and said “Merry Christmas poor Johnny.” Belinda was on her knees still in front of me, but sitting upright now. She was smiling too. I was very content with how the night had panned out. Much to my surprise, it wasn’t over yet.

Marcela pulled Belinda onto her feet and then pulled her in close. Their breasts mashed together as Marcela dumped the batteries out of the camera onto the floor. She then dropped the camera to the ground and pushed her lips into Belinda’s. Their tongues were ravenous as they kissed with reckless passion. Marcela pulled back from her and reached down to the clasp of her belt. She unfastened it, unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans and quickly pulled them off along with her panties and then pulled Belinda into the living room by the hand. I was completely confused and overwhelmingly excited. Once they had disappeared from view I heard Marcela ask from the living room “You coming Chico?”

I scrambled to my feet and walked into the living room. The light was dim and warm. Belinda was standing next to the couch and Marcela had grabbed the throw that was draped over it and was spreading it on the floor in front of the television. She was a whirlwind and Belinda and I were left to try and keep up. She then sat me down on the couch and pulled Belinda down onto the blanket with her.

They were on their knees facing each other at my feet. Marcela took Belinda into her arms and pulled her close. They were both wearing mischievous grins and staring into each other’s eyes as their lips drew closer together. I pulled a cigarette out of my pack I’d left on the arm of the couch and lit it. I took a long pull and watched my two girls sharing a deep kiss. Life was good. I got up and headed to the kitchen to grab the tequila from the freezer. When I returned to the couch they were making out heatedly. Marcela was now pulling on Belinda’s nipple with her fingertips. I unscrewed the bottle and took a pull. It burned in my throat as I handed the bottle to Belinda. She took a swig and handed it over to Marcela.

I guess I had had enough of a break because my cock started to stand up again. As was the theme of the evening, I decided to just go with it. I put the cigarette in my left hand and reached down with my right to grip my cock. Marcela was leaning back taking a chug of Tequila and Belinda had leaned forward to suck oh her tit. “That’s nice.” I said as I stroked my cock.

Belinda looked at me from the corner of her eye and saw what I was doing. “You like that?” she asked, barely leaving Marcela’s nipple uncovered.

“Oh, I like that.” I replied.

Marcela looked over at me as she put the bottle down. “Just like old times.” She smiled. “Why don’t you stand up?” she suggested. “Stroke that dick for us.” I got to my feet and stood beside them. My dick was inches from their faces and I jerked it as they continued to make out. “That’s it Johnny. Jerk that cock.” She said just before going back to kissing Belinda. After a while, she pulled away and grabbed Belinda by the arms and began to turn her around. Now Belinda had her back to Marcela and Marcela wrapped her arms around her. Her left hand was massaging Belinda’s breasts and her right had found its way in between Belinda’s thighs. She gently began rubbing Belinda’s Pussy and they were both watching my hand move up and down my shaft. Then she bent Belinda forward and put her middle finger into her mouth. When she withdrew it, it was gleaming with spit. Belinda was now in front of her on all fours and her ass was sticking up in the air. I kept jacking myself as Marcela started rubbing Belinda’s asshole.

Belinda was moaning and to my surprise, Marcela reached up with her other hand and grabbed me by the cock and pulled me closer to her. She pulled my dick toward her mouth and started to rub it on her lips, mimicking the movements with her finger on Belinda’s asshole. Then she simultaneously pulled my cock into her mouth as she slipped her finger up Belinda’s ass. Belinda and I both moaned aloud in unison and Marcela smiled. She fingered Belinda’s asshole and sucked my cock matching every movement.
She continued to finger Belinda’s ass as she pulled me from her mouth. She gave my cock a gentle tug downward, so I dropped to my knees beside her. Marcela was now jerking me off and still fingering Belinda’s ass. “Belinda, does this feel okay baby?” she asked my girlfriend.

“Uh-huh.” Belinda moaned.

She smiled at me again. “Are you ready for something a little bigger?” Belinda moaned what could only have meant yes. Marcela slid to the side and pulled me behind Belinda. She finally pulled her finger all the way out of Belinda’s ass and pulled my dick toward it. She rested the tip of it on the tight opening of Belinda’s ass and rubbed it up and down. “Johnny’s gonna put his dick in your ass baby. Do you want it?”

I had fingered Belinda’s ass before and she always seemed to like it, but we’d never gone anal before, so I was very surprised when I heard her moan “Do it! Just put it in. Put that fat dick in my ass!” Marcela smiled at me and I needed no further prompting. I grabbed Belinda’s hips and gently eased my way into her. I got it in just past the head and Belinda wailed in pain. I immediately pulled out but she arched her back and moaned “Don’t stop! Put it back in! Put it all the way in!” I eased back in and the ridge of the head of my shaft popped in like a cork. She screamed again but I didn’t pull away. I just kept slowly easing my way in. It was so tight and I couldn’t believe how incredible it felt. Moving slowly and gently, I finally got it all the way in. After that, her muscles relaxed and my cock glided in and out of her asshole smoothly.

I was so focused on the incredible sensation I was feeling that I had lost track of Marcela. She had positioned herself behind me. I felt her wet fingertips slide up my butt crack and graze past my own asshole. It sent another rush of excitement through me. I looked over my shoulder at her and she was smiling up at me and awaiting my response. It was so kinky that I couldn’t resist. I smiled my approval and went back to pumping Belinda’s ass. I then felt Marcela’s wet fingers slide up my crack again, only this time she stopped at my rectum and gently applied some pressure. The feeling was intense. Every nerve in my body was on fire. She massaged my asshole as I filled Belinda’s with my cock. Then I felt her hand slip away. Moments later it was back and now dripping with spit. She slid a finger in between my cheeks and found my asshole again, only this time she didn’t stop there. I felt her finger slide into my asshole and I tensed up and froze, but she didn’t pull it out. I felt her tits push up against my back and then her lips were on my ear. “Just go with it.” She whispered. “Just relax Chico.” I relaxed my body and sat still for a moment. She put her other hand on my balls and gently massaged them as she slowly pushed her finger up my ass. Once she finally got it in, she started to lightly rotate it around and pull it out and back in about an inch. The sensation was so immense that I spasmed. I had never felt anything like it. I eased back into my rhythm in Belinda’s ass and Marcela pushed up on the back wall inside me. That was all I could take.

I filled Belinda’s asshole with what must have been the biggest load of my entire life. With each burst, Marcela would push harder and somehow, more cum would shoot out of me. Belinda was now moaning too and I felt her asshole tense around my cock as it milked every drop out of me. Then I heard Marcela’s voice in my ear again. “Yeah Johnny! Fill her ass up.” I felt the last bit drip from me and I let my cock slide out of her. As it did, a river of white cum spewed out and dripped down her pussy. “Look at that.” Marcela said.

My cock was somehow still as hard as a rock. Belinda fell down onto her side and looked up at me. “Oh my God, I can’t believe we just did that.” She sighed. I had almost forgotten that Marcela still had her finger in my ass. Just as Belinda finished saying it, Marcela pushed on that little button again and another stream of white cum shot out of me and sprayed onto Belinda’s stomach. “Whoa!” Belinda exclaimed. Then she saw Marcela slip her finger out and her eyes lit up. “Oh my God! Did you stick your finger up his ass?!?” I dropped down and sat on the heels of my feet.

Marcela crawled toward Belinda on all fours. “Did you like that?” she asked as she scooped my cum off of Belinda’s tummy with her fingertip. She then rubbed the finger on Belinda’s lips before kissing her. They shared my cum in a kiss before Marcela broke away and bent down to Belinda’s stomach. She licked the rest of my cum off of her stomach and then took it in her mouth back up to Belinda’s. She held her head above Belinda’s and let my cum dribble down. Belinda saw what she was doing, so she opened her mouth and received my cum from Marcela’s mouth. Then they kissed again.

Finally Belinda stood up and said she was going to the bathroom to clean up. By then my cum was dripping out of her ass and down her legs. She disappeared around the corner and I leaned against the couch dazed. Marcela was sitting on her knees in front of me. We were smiling at each other and I saw her gaze drop downward. I looked down and saw what she was looking at. My cock was still standing straight up! I looked up to smile at her only to find that she was crawling toward me. She knelt with her knees between my feet. She put her hands on my thighs as she leaned forward. Her face was very close to mine and I oddly felt uncomfortable. I could tell she wanted to kiss me.

Despite all of the intimate things we had done together, we had never kissed, and we had never done anything without Belinda around. I could hear water running in the bathroom. Before I could think about it any longer, she leaned into me and we were kissing.

She was a much more aggressive kisser than Belinda and there was an undeniable passion between us. Suddenly, nothing else mattered. I felt her body moving closer. She brought her legs up and straddled me. I felt her hand grab hold of my cock and she guided me into her. She slid down onto me and I was suddenly inside of her. My face was buried in her tits and she rode my cock there by the couch. She leaned back and put her hands on my face. I looked up into her eyes as she bounced gracefully. She stroked my cheek and said to me in the softest of whispers “I love you.”

My response was immediate. There was no denying it and there was no reason to. “I love you too.” She pressed her lips to mine and we kissed deeply and passionately as she kept bucking on my cock. I truly was in love with her. Had I lost my mind?

We heard the water turn off followed shortly by footsteps making their way through the kitchen. She pushed her tongue into my mouth hard one last time before pulling away and arching her back. Belinda walked in and Marcela was leaning back and grinding my cock with her pussy. I didn’t know if Belinda was going to be upset, although, that would have seemed a bit of a late reaction considering. My girl didn’t say a word. She just walked in and sat down on the floor facing us.

She watched Marcela bounce up and down on my cock and then she spread her legs and started fingering herself. Marcela had turned to look at her and they both smiled. Marcela then reached over and slipped her finger into Belinda’s pussy and withdrew it, now wet with her juices. She reached behind her back and slipped the wet finger into her own asshole. She moaned and panted as she fucked me and fingered her asshole. Then suddenly she rose off of me and turned on all fours toward Belinda. “I wanna taste you.” She said. Belinda laid back, propping herself up on her elbows and spread her legs wide.

Marcela’s ass was in my face as she bent down and pushed her tongue inside Belinda’s cunt. I leaned forward and licked her from her pussy up to her asshole. I then rose to my knees behind her and slid my cock into her wet pussy. As I fucked her, her face pounded into Belinda’s cunt and they were both moaning with pleasure. Marcela put her palm just above her ass crack and spread her cheeks apart with her fore and ring fingers before massaging her asshole with the middle finger. She slid the finger in and worked it in as far as it would go. Belinda was lost in her own pleasure. She didn’t notice Marcela reaching back and pulling my cock out of her pussy and jerking it. Then she started rubbing the tip of it on her asshole. She wanted me to put it in. She wanted me to fuck her in the ass and she didn’t want Belinda to know about it. We were playing a dangerous game. I gently eased my cock into her asshole and she managed to not squeal.

She kept eating Belinda’s pussy while I pummeled her ass. We were all enjoying ourselves and I couldn’t shake the strange feelings I was having toward Marcela. She was engaged and here she was with her tongue in my girlfriend’s pussy and my dick in her ass. I was fucking her hard by then and felt my last load of the evening building up at the base of my cock. I grabbed a handful of her hair and pushed my dick deep into her ass all the way up to my balls and I felt a hot spray of cum pulse through my cock and deep into Marcela’s asshole. She howled into Belinda’s mound as I filled her bum with cream.

The three of us took a shower together and then went to my bedroom. We were all kissing and embracing naked between the sheets when I heard my roommates get home. After a while Belinda drifted off to sleep. Marcela and I didn’t say anything. We just stared at each other and kissed in the dark as quietly as we could.

The next morning we all woke up with mean hangovers. We laughed and smiled and eventually got dressed. I took them both back to Belinda’s place and Marcela got in her car and left. I told Belinda I would see her later and kissed her goodbye. When I got home I was surprised to see Marcela’s car in my driveway. She was sitting on my front porch.

She apologized for telling me that she loved me, but that she really did feel that way. I told her I did too.
We talked there on the porch for almost an hour about having these tremendous feelings for each other, but how it was an impossible situation. I had been dating her best friend for 6 years and she was engaged. She put her arms around me and kissed me again. Then she stood up and took me by the hand and led me back to my bedroom. We shared some passionate kisses before stripping each other down. We made love for the first time without Belinda being there. It was completely perfect.

When it was all said and done, Marcela kissed me goodbye. She went back to her parent’s house and I took a shower and went over to see Belinda. When I got there she asked me what I had been up to all afternoon.

“Nothing.” I said. “Nothing at all.”

TO BE CONCLUDED…

AUTHOR’S REQUEST: “WHAT NEXT?” I wrote a list of the most exciting sexual experiences of my life and have been using it as a guideline to write these stories. So far I have told them in the order that they happened. The fourth part of this story actually takes place a great number of years after this one and there are a few other stories in between. So my question to you is “Do you want me to skip ahead and write Part 4 next, or should I continue chronologically? Please leave any suggestions as comments. Thanks for reading and I hope you have enjoyed my stories so far.

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Chapter 8 of the ‘My History Teacher’ series is finally here! Kelly and Emily bring a special guest into their bedroom (per request of mature gina who has kept up with the series and offered very helpful commentary on my writing, thank you) along with taking on a few big milestones that of course always end up (or start) with hot smutty sex (; Please read and comment your thoughts along with submitting your votes!

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“Kelly, I have to leave.”

I insist as Kelly’s lips run over my neck and the bulge in her pants grinds against my ass. Kelly smiles against my skin and flicks her tongue teasingly over my earlobe. I whimper and close my eyes for some semblance of control. I was supposed to be leaving for my morning classes at Stanford right now which no one should miss. Especially if you’re trying to be an attorney. But Kelly had surprised me with a whole night of hot, hot loving and then this morning. Seems she’s not satiable these days. We had moved out here last year once I got into Stanford and she gave me a promise ring. She got a new job at the local high school and sold her parent’s house to buy our own. We were both in love with it when the realtor brought us to the open house. My parents know I’m out, which they were surprisingly okay with, and they know I’m dating but Kelly agreed that we should wait another year or so to introduce her to them.

“You can be a little late. Come on, Em.”

Kelly whispers into my ear as her hands push down on the waistband of my jeans. My jeans are still buttoned so the cloth of the denim bites into my hips. I don’t even know how I got dressed this morning. She was probably planning how she was going to take off all my clothes while she watched me dress. My will power is deteriorating and she knows it. I groan in frustration and drop my bag. Kelly chuckles and helps me tug down my jeans after I’ve unbuttoned them. Kelly pulls down her sweatpants enough to reveal the strap on underneath and smirks when she reaches between my legs to feel my pussy lips coated in arousal. I reach between my own legs to grab her hand.

“You want this so fuck me, damn it.”

I growl to her over my shoulder. Kelly retracts her hand and positions our favorite dildo at my entrance.

“Your pretty little pussy seems to want me to fuck you too.”

Kelly teases and slams into me. I gasp sharply and bang my hands against the front door to keep myself from falling over. Yes, we are fucking in the foyer. She runs her hands underneath my shirt to cup my breasts while I adjust to the size.

“Bitch.”

I mumble and tap her arm to let her know she can move. Kelly’s hand finds it’s way into my hair and jerks my head back as her hips pump quickly in and out of me.

“What was that?”

Kelly asks as I nearly scream at her fast pace. I moan and shake my head as I try to meet her thrusts.

“N-Nothing!”

I yelp out as her hand tugs at my hair. Kelly releases my hair and grabs my hips. I pant harshly as constant moans spill from my lips. Kelly grunts behind me and pushes down on my back to bend me down further. I moan loudly at the new angle. It allows the dildo to push deep enough inside me to brush my g-spot. It ALWAYS makes me cum hard and fast. One of her hands reaches around my hip to stroke my clit roughly. I whimper and claw at the door.

“Oh Fuck! Don’t stop! Yes, yes, YES! RIGHT THERE!”

I scream. A sudden knock at the door makes her freeze. I debate if I should make her pull out of me but the dildo, still buried deeply inside of me, brushes against my g-spot again and I quickly say fuck it. I groan and continue to move my hips back. My orgasm is only a few thrusts and strokes away, no one is stopping me from cumming.

“DON’T YOU DARE FUCKING STOP KELLY!”

I growl. Kelly moans at my obvious wanton state and starts moving her hips and fingers again. I throw my head back on my shoulders and tighten around the shaft inside of me. Kelly groans when she meets resistance inside of me from my squeezing but continues to fuck me the best she can. My eyes roll back in my head and I cry out in orgasm. My whole body is rocked so hard I feel it in my toes and I shudder. Kelly doesn’t stop fucking me till I reach down and tap her forearm. Both of us pant desperately for breath as another knock reverberates against my palms. Kelly eases out of me as I glare daggers at the door.

“Are you fucking serious?”

I ask incredulously and turn to her, fixing my bra and shirt. Kelly frowns down at her sweatpants that show a large wet spot on her crotch. I chuckle and lean in to give her a peck on the lips.

“That’s what you get for spontaneous sex in the foyer Kelly.”

I tease and pull up my panties and jeans. Kelly glares at me playfully and starts to respond when another knock bangs against the door. Kelly smiles mischievously and before I can stop her she escapes upstairs to leave me to deal with whoever this insolent asshole at the front door is. I groan and yell after her.

“Kelly!”

She doesn’t respond or come back so I open the door with a glare. A beautifully stunning brunette stands on the other side, my glare wavers. She smirks and scans her eyes down my body.

“Hi.”

She says. I clear my throat as a blush creeps up onto my face.

“Uh, hi. Can I help you?”

I ask. The brunette glances past me with a smile before looking back.

“Yeah, I’m Riley Dennison. I’m a friend of the woman I think just made you scream so the whole neighborhood, possibly the world, could hear you.”

Riley smirks and I glare softly. That’s too smug of a smirk for my liking.

“You’re a friend of Kelly’s?”

I ask to change the subject but I hear footsteps behind me and turn to see Kelly pulling a new shirt over her head while she walks down the stairs. At the mention of her name she furrows her brow and comes up behind me. Her face lights up the second she sees the brunette, brushing past me to greet her.

“Riley! Oh my God! What are you doing here? You should be in Africa!”

Kelly exclaims as her arms wrap around the brunette’s shoulders. Riley smiles and hugs my girlfriend back.

“What? I can’t come see my best friend every once in a while?”

Riley says and Kelly pulls back from the hug to scoff.

“Try years. I can’t believe you were knocking on my door-“

Riley interrupts Kelly with a smirk in my direction.

“When you were fucking your new student toy on the other side? Me either.”

Riley smiles when I growl. Kelly quickly steps in front of me to stop me from strangling the other woman. Kelly links our fingers together and shakes her head.

“Oh, um, no. This is Emily. My girlfriend, I don’t have sex…with my students…anymore.”

Kelly explains and sends a wink to me. I relax slightly and smile softly at my blonde. Riley’s jaw drops and her eyebrows skyrocket to her hairline.

“You’ve got to be kidding me? Kelly Harper was pinned down by a fetus?”

Riley asks incredulously and Kelly squeezes my hand. I glare at Riley.

“She’s not a fetus, stop being so mean. I love her. We have this house together. I moved out here for her. She’s attending Stanford Law, you know? First in her class.”

Kelly says proudly and leans over to kiss me on the cheek. I give her an eye roll and she smirks. Riley smiles at us.

“Well, my apologies Lawyer Emily.”

Riley chuckles. I roll my eyes again. Kelly steps back to let Riley in and I close the door behind her.

“Why are you seriously here Riley?”

Kelly asks curiously as she drops my hand to leads us into the kitchen. Riley leans against the counter as I lean against the door frame that connects to the sitting room.

“I came back from Africa a month ago. I should’ve called, I know but there was so much going on. Dad got sick again. A tumor on his kidney. It was pretty bad for a while but he’s stable now and the doctor said he would be for a while. So, Mom told me to come visit you up here. I’m only staying until tomorrow morning because I don’t want to be away for too long.”

Riley admits. My heart aches for her. Kelly deflates physically and moves in to give the brunette a hug but Riley rejects it.

“Oh God, no hugs. I get so many from my mom’s friends. I swear they all smell like cheese and medicine.”

Riley wrinkles her nose and Kelly backs off with a chuckle. I can tell Riley isn’t the type of person to receive affection. I walk over to give Kelly a quick kiss.

“I’m going to call in sick. You’ve already made me late so it won’t matter much.”

I tell her and Kelly frowns but I know she’s not sad. She often takes pleasure in making me late with her devilish antics.

“Oh, you sure?”

Kelly asks and I give her a smile.

“Yeah, Kayla will give me copies for whatever we learn. Thanksgiving break starts tomorrow anyway so I’m hoping there isn’t a lot. I’m going to go change back into pj’s.”

I smile at a smirking Riley before walking back upstairs. I call my school then change quickly before walking back downstairs. Kelly’s laugh rings through our house at something Riley said. I walk into the kitchen to see them sitting on the counter. I smile and take my place by the door.

“So I got my ass out of that damn jungle and never looked back! God! I wish you could’ve been there, Kel!”

Riley says excitedly. Kelly smiles and looks at me.

“Yeah, well I was having my own adventures around then.”

Kelly winks at me and motions me towards her. Riley smirks as I walk to my girlfriend.

“So, assuming you’re fairly young, Kelly picked you up from your old high school?”

Riley asks. I chuckle and look up Kelly.

“Yep. Senior year was most definitely my favorite.”

I bite my lip and Kelly leans down to press a soft yet slow kiss to my lips. I hum softly in contentment when she pulls away. Kelly pushes a few strands of hair back behind my ear with a smirk.

“I saw her and I knew I had to have her. When I did, I couldn’t just let her go.”

Kelly muses and looks back to Riley, as do I. Riley is biting her lip and looking me up and down.

“Yeah…I can see why.”

Riley smirks at Kelly who slaps her on the arm. I blush lightly from the blatant staring.

“Hey, stop eyeing my girlfriend.”

Kelly says with a chuckle. Riley rolls her eyes.

“You’ve got a hot girlfriend with a nice set of lungs on her!- Oh! We should have a threesome!”

Riley suggests excitedly with a gleam of lust in her eyes. Kelly immediately laughs but my eyes widen in surprise. Riley smirks at me before looking at Kelly and bumping shoulders.

“I’m serious. Just like old times, yeah?”

Riley sends my girlfriend a wink and I glare instantly at a pale looking Kelly.

“I’m sorry, just like old times?”

I ask angrily. I’m obviously jealous and angry but that flies right over Riley’s head as she continues to talk.

“Oh, yeah! We met by hooking up in college. It was so awkward it was painful! So, we decided to be friends instead. Shared a few girls those last nights of college, trying to see who could make her scream the loudest. I won most of the time.”

Riley says proudly. I clench my jaw and try to fight the urge to pull Kelly out of the room by her damn ear. Kelly swallows hard and finally looks me in the eyes, looking like a guilty teenage boy that just got caught ogling a titty magazine.

“I-It was a long time ago Em. It didn’t mean anything…I love you.”

Kelly tacks on at the end hopefully. I huff and glare hard at her.

“I thought you told me about everyone you had been with about a year ago when we had that big fight. You know, when we ran into one of your old “special’ students?”

I sneer angrily. Close to a year ago Kelly and I had run into Sara, the special student, who had practically thrown herself at Kelly the first chance she got. It took all I had then not to murder that bitch. Kelly got lucky with fucking me so good that night that I forgave her…after my big rant of course. Kelly gulps loudly and takes my hands into hers.

“I forgot about Riley. I promise I told you about everyone I could remember. Please don’t be angry.”

Kelly pleads and gives me a pitiful smile that almost makes me give in but Riley starts talking again.

“Relax Emily. We can all hop in bed together. I’m serious. You’re smoking hot and I haven’t gotten laid in a month. I can’t see it hurting anything because you’re obviously in love. Give me a chance to have some fun.”

Riley smiles charmingly at me. I sigh and look at Kelly who raises her eyebrow at my silence. I bite my lip and Kelly’s eyes widen in surprise when she realizes I am seriously thinking about the brunette’s offer. I clear my throat and look back to Riley.

“Give us a few hours to talk about it. You can come over for lunch. We’ll eat together and if we decide to have a threesome it’ll happen, if not we’ll just hang out.”

I propose. Kelly’s jaw drops and Riley smiles.

“Deal. I have to go set up my hotel so I’ll be back at 12. See you two later.”

Riley winks and hops off the counter and saunters to the door. I turn to Kelly who is glaring at me.

“I can’t believe you. First, you’re angry because I slept with Riley and now you want to sleep with her?”

Kelly asks in confusion. I wrap my arms around her waist which she ignores with an eye roll.

“I love you, Kelly. I will never want anyone else but you but…I’m 19 and the most experience I have is with you and that stupid jock from junior year.”

I say. I’ve thought about that a few times. By the look on Kelly’s face, she hasn’t.

“So…what? Do you want to experience other women? Huh? Do you plan on picking up some girls from your school?”

Kelly asks rhetorically and angrily. I sigh and close my eyes.

“If we do this, I get to explore something else and still love you like I never have before. Riley is pretty much emotionally stunted so none of us are getting attached. Trust me on this, Kelly.”

I bring a hand up to brush back a few strands of hair. Kelly softens and finally wraps her arms around my neck.

“I know we started this when you were young so I guess I’m just waiting for you to leave me for something better.”

Kelly mumbles insecurely. I smile and swiftly connect our lips in a soft kiss.

“There is no one better than my Kelly Harper.”

I whisper softly and it makes Kelly smile. She cups my cheeks and gives me another kiss.

“Okay. We’ll have a threesome with Riley, but I have some rules.”

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“Hey. So are we having a threesome or not?”

Riley greets Kelly at the door. Kelly chuckles and motions her inside.

“Yes, but we have to set some rules first. Come on we have sandwiches in the kitchen.”

Riley pumps her fist in the air and follows excitedly. Kelly smiles at me and then at Riley.

“Okay, what are your rules?”

Riley asks and straddles a chair backward. Kelly smiles and leans against the kitchen table.

“1, no ass play. 2, no spitting. 3, no slapping unless it’s on the ass. Other than that, it’s free rein. Oh!- and the safe word is Africa just in case anyone gets uncomfortable.”

Kelly finishes. I raise my eyebrow at Riley who seems to contemplate the rules.

“You’re sure about the ass play?”

Riley asks and I laugh. Kelly softly runs her fingers through my hair.

“Yes. Em is still a virgin in that particular section and she would rather have us do that together, alone.”

I blush slightly and Riley pouts. She eventually sighs and stands up from the chair.

“Okay, I agree to your rules. Show me your bedroom.”

Riley smirks. I take her hand to lead her upstairs with Kelly following behind.

“Shame, she has a really nice ass.”

I faintly hear behind me. I look over my shoulder to see both women staring at my ass and roll my eyes.

“And all you get to do is smack it so no funny idea’s.”

I tell Riley with a smirk. A hand connects with my ass as expected but it still makes me jump slightly. Riley chuckles and I release her hand once we reach the bedroom.

“Okay, so considering you two are pro’s at this you should tell me what to do.”

I say when I turn around to them. Riley glances at Kelly and the blonde gives her a nod. Riley smiles at me and cups my cheek.

“One would kiss the other.”

Riley says softly and leans in. I close my eyes and her lips touch mine. There soft but not like Kelly’s. Riley pulls back and gives me another smile.

“Then someone else would come in.”

We look to Kelly who walks towards us. Kelly smiles and kisses me softly and lovingly. A reassurance. Riley leans in again to press a kiss to my jaw.

“And then it gets a little hot and heavy.”

Riley smiles against my skin and trails kisses down my neck. I hum softly and pull Kelly back in to kiss me. She smiles against my lips and wraps an arm around my hip to pull me closer. Riley removes her lips from my neck and slides in behind me.

“And we take your clothes off.”

Riley husks into my ear. Kelly pulls off my shirt then bites her lip as she looks at my chest. Riley kisses my neck again.

“And more.”

Riley’s fingers unfasten my bra and pull it down my arms. I should be shy considering Riley is here with us but Kelly’s reaction makes me feel desired. Kelly moans softly and steps forward to cup my breast. Riley teases my earlobe with her teeth and a moans spills from my lips. Riley smiles and cups my other breast from behind. I hiss softly and close my eyes. Their hands tease and play with my nipples and I arch into their touches with a moan.

“Fuck.”

I whisper when Riley’s teeth nip at my shoulder. Kelly chuckles and kisses me again.

“Do you like that, Em? When we both touch you?”

Kelly teases and pulls at my pert nipple. I whimper and clench my thighs together to lessen the throbbing, it doesn’t work. Riley moans behind me and reaches around me with both hands to tug at Kelly’s tank top.

“Mmm, you picked a girl who likes dirty talk. Take this off.”

Riley instructs to Kelly. Kelly smirks at me and strips off her tank top, already without a bra.

“Of course she does, a lot.”

Kelly whispers and reaches over my shoulder to cup Riley’s chin in her palm, kissing the brunette softly. Riley hums and licks her lips after pulling away.

“You’re sexy as hell Kel.”

Riley compliments before cupping both of my breasts and pinching my nipples. I gasp softly and turn my head just enough to connect my lips with Riley’s. Her hand drifts lower to cup me through my shorts and squeeze my heated sex. I moan and break the kiss to shove down my shorts. Instead of letting Riley take me into her arms again I turn and pull off her shirt. Kelly’s hands find my hips as she steps closer to me, both of us staring with lustful eyes at Riley’s well-endowed rack. Her taut nipples grazing my back makes me shiver. Riley smirks and pushes down her pants.

“Kelly…I want those pants off asap.”

Riley instructs while narrowing her eyes. Kelly lets out a light laugh before releasing her grip on my hips. I move forward to kiss Riley and caress her breasts with eager hands They’re perky and full, delicious. Kelly kisses my shoulder and lightly smacks my ass, making me squeak softly and jump. Riley pulls back from the kiss with a smirk.

“Bed.”

Riley mutters before briefly kissing Kelly. I eagerly lay on the bed first. Both women stop to stare and I blush.

“Don’t leave me hanging ladies.”

I tease and spread my legs to show them my glistening pussy. Kelly licks her lips with a groan and nudges Riley with her elbow.

“I-I’ll take the top. You take the bottom.”

Riley nods her head and drops to her knees in front of me. My breath catches and I look up Kelly who trails her fingers over my chest.

“Relax. Let us take care of you.”

Kelly murmurs and captures my lips in a slow, heated kiss. I moan and slide my fingers into her hair. Lips caress my thigh and not only do my moans grow but so does the throbbing in my clit. I spread my legs farther and reach down blindly to tangle my fingers in Riley’s soft brown hair, pulling her mouth against me. I break away from the kiss with Kelly to moan deeply. Kelly smirks and leans down to suck on my nipples. Riley groans and grips my thighs with strong hands, pulling me closer to eat me out. My hand finds Kelly’s to give her a strong squeeze and my hips grind against Riley’s face.

“H-Holy fuck.”

I groan out and release Kelly’s hand to grab her hip.

“Sit on my face.”

I breathe out and Kelly raises her head from my breasts with a smile. I moan and arch my back again from Riley’s tongue teasing my clit. Kelly straddles my face backward so she can watch Riley work. I wrap my arms around her thighs and whine at the loss of the brunette’s tongue from her leaning up to kiss Kelly. I hear Riley’s soft chuckle.

“Your girl is so needy for us Kel. Should we show her some dual action?”

My mind blanks with a moan at the sheer thought of both of them going down on me.

“Yes, but I think she’ll only last a few seconds with both of us.”

Kelly teases and I lick her clit roughly in response. She simply moans and bends down to swipe at my own clit. I groan and start to eat her out. When another tongue brushes my entrance I cry out. I hear two distinct chuckles from the women above me before both tongues start at me again. I groan and shut my eyes as tight as I can but continue to eat Kelly out. My blonde moans against me and pulls back briefly, murmuring something to Riley. Riley moans and the next thing I know two fingers are teasing my soaked entrance. I gasp and arch my back to take them. Riley complies and pushes her fingers inside me, moaning with me. Kelly’s tongue starts licking me again and I dive back in. My hips can’t help but grind and twitch against these two women, needing more. Riley’s fingers pump faster and I throw my head back against the mattress with a desperate cry.

“PLEASE!”

I scream. Kelly moans and sucks hard on my clit while Riley curls her fingers to reach my sweet spot. I come undone. My back arches so high I nearly buck Kelly off of me and my thighs clench around my blonde’s head. I see fucking stars because of them and I have to push at Kelly’s side to get her to stop. Riley soon catches on and pulls out her fingers. I pant for air as Kelly rolls off of me and Riley finally climbs onto the bed. My eyes are closed so when I hear sucking and licking I open my eyes to find Riley straddling Kelly’s face, grinding herself down with a moan. I moan and move closer to them, kissing Riley softly, moaning at the taste of myself, before interlocking my fingers with Kelly’s and moving between her legs. I moan at the familiar taste of her and spread her legs wider. Riley throws her head back and palms Kelly’s breasts roughly.

“Yes! Right there Kel! Don’t stop!”

Riley cries out. Mmm, seems like Riley is anything but a pillow princess. I work harder on Kelly’s clit and push two fingers inside of her sopping cunt. I hear a moan come from my blonde before it is covered by a louder one from Riley. And she says I have a set of lungs. I groan and thrust into Kelly as fast as I can. Her hand tightens it’s grip on mine and Riley arches her back with one hand buried in blonde hair to keep Kelly close.

“AH! FUCK, FUCK, FUCK! KELLY!”

Riley screams and jerks against Kelly’s face. Kelly moans and her hips start to buck for release. I moan deeply against her clit and curl my fingers. Her body arches and her face pulls away from Riley’s pussy, juices streaking her chin and mouth.

“YES!”

Kelly screams as her orgasm hits her. I moan and slow my fingers inside of her contracting pussy. Kelly shakes and gasps in breath after breath desperately. Riley rolls off of her and flops back on the bed. I finally release Kelly’s clit and take out my fingers, pressing a small kiss to her thigh. I move up to kiss her lightly, groaning at the taste of Kelly and Riley mixed together. I recognize the throb between my legs again and I look at Riley hungrily. I climb over Kelly and spread a still dazed Riley’s legs. Riley moans and looks down at me when I take her clit into my mouth. She’s so sweet. I lock eyes with her and run my tongue up and down her slit slowly. She groans and looks at Kelly.

“She’s a tease.”

Riley breathes out and bucks her hips. I moan and flick her clit. Kelly chuckles and straddles the back of my thighs. She leans forward and slides all my hair onto one shoulder, her lips brush my ear as I continue to eat out Riley.

“Oh, I am a worse tease. Isn’t that right, Emily?”

The way she says my name sends a shiver down my spine. Kelly sinks her teeth into my ear lobe and I whimper. I suck hard on Riley’s clit and it makes the brunette arch beautifully. Kelly pulls my head back by my hair and I gasp before her lips crash against mine. I hear Riley’s frustrated groan and pull away to look at her. The brunette is staring down at us with very sexually frustrated eyes. Kelly chuckles and taps my hip.

“Make her cum Em and lift your hips.”

Kelly instructs and I eagerly dive back between Riley’s legs to make her come undone while raising my hips and spreading my legs for Kelly. Her fingers immediately push into my cunt and I moan deeply against Riley. Riley reaches down and uses one hand to tangle in my hair to keep me against her, probably not wanting me to pull away until she has cum again. Kelly pumps harder and faster, forcing me to give all the concentration I have into sucking and flicking Riley’s throbbing clit. I can tell she’s close when her thighs start to tighten around my head and her moans become high pitched. I flick her bundle of nerves harder and faster, moaning myself as Kelly’s fingers continue to piston in and out of me. Riley arches her back and tensed, her fingers tightening in my hair.

“Son of a bitch! Yes!”

Riley screams out as she cums. Her hips grind against my face. I groan and attempt to clench my thighs, needing my release but Kelly spreads my legs wider. I whimper and pull away to moan desperately against Riley’s thigh.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck. Don’t stop!”

I groan out, thrusting back hungrily onto Kelly’s fingers. Kelly leans over me panting into my ear.

“That’s right Em. Cum for me like the good girl you are.”

My jaw drops at Kelly’s words with a deep moan, my forehead pressed to Riley’s slick thigh. My muscles start to flutter around Kelly’s fingers and she only fucks me faster. My toes curl and I bite into Riley’s thigh to hold back my scream of ecstasy. Riley shrieks quietly and Kelly chuckles very faintly in my ears, while I come undone with a mind blowing orgasm. I pant for breath as Kelly stills her fingers and shivers run down my spine in the aftershocks. Kelly kisses my shoulders before pulling out and rolling onto her back next to Riley and I. Riley runs her fingers through my hair and I smile up at her, gently grazing the bite mark on her thigh that I’m sure will eventually bruise and hurt like a bitch.

“Sorry about this.”

I apologize and softly kiss the mark. Riley smirks and shrugs.

“I don’t mind. Come up here.”

Riley says and takes my hand. I crawl up between them and lay down with my back to Riley, intertwining my fingers with Kelly’s.

“Thank you.”

I whisper to her and lean forward to press my lips against hers. Kelly smiles and I turn my head to give a kiss to Riley also.

“And thank you, also.”

I smirk and Riley nods her head with a matching smirk.

“Don’t mention it.”

Riley teases and runs her hand over my hip to grab my thigh.

“I want another round before I have to head back to the hotel. Do you ladies have any toys I can drill you with?”

Riley asks in a husky whisper against her neck, hooking my leg over her hip to spread me wide. I close my eyes and moan, arching into her. Heat running through my veins as if I didn’t just have a crazy hard orgasm a few seconds ago. Kelly moves closer and crashes her lips against mine, biting my lip with a groan. I moan and wrap my arm around Kelly’s neck, grinding back against the brunette behind me.

“Go get the strap on Kelly.”

I whisper against soft lips, dragging my thumb over her bottom lip. Kelly sucks my thumb into her mouth with a moan.

“I’ll get them both.”

I moan deeply and lean back against Riley wantonly open for both of them. Riley cups my breast with one hand and plays with my taut nipple. Kelly moves off the bed to our closet as I close my eyes again.

“Would you like that? Hmm? Taking both strap-ons? Too bad you can’t take them at the same time. One in this pretty ass of yours while the other is buried deep in your wet cunt.”

Riley whispers into my ear. I gasp softly and open my eyes to look at Kelly. Kelly chuckles naughtily and holds up two harnesses with dildos strapped to them. They are fairly the same size and length but nothing close to small enough for my virgin ass.

“Oh no no. These would be far too large for Emily’s cute ass.”

Kelly husks as she tosses one strap on onto the bed. Riley kisses my neck one last time before moving out from behind me to grab the strap on. I watch both women dress in them while biting my lip. Kelly finishes first and leans over the bed to connect our lips in a light kiss.

“I want you on your hands and knees.”

Kelly whispers softly. I moan and do as she says, offering her a great view of my eager cunt, spreading my legs wider for her. Kelly groans and gropes my ass. I lick my lips and look at Riley who has been stroking the cock between her legs with a smirk. I curl my finger at her in a ‘come hither’ motion and pat the spot in front of me. Riley bites her lip and kneels in front of me. Kelly lines the dildo up with my opening and teases my entrance. I moan and push back. Riley slides her fingers into my hair and places the dildo against my lips.

“Open up that hot mouth of yours.”

Riley husks. I moan and take the plastic cock into my mouth. Kelly suddenly pushes inside of me and I groan around the dildo in my mouth.

“Mmm, damn Emily.”

Riley groans as she watches me take the dildo deeper into my mouth and give her an expert blow job. I know, how would I know anything about an expert blow job with my hot GIRLFRIEND? Thing is, Kelly really loves blowjobs when she wears the strap on and has told me just how she likes it. Kelly thrusts into me roughly, knowing exactly how I like it when she wears the cock. Kelly pauses to move her foot onto the bed for a better angle before fucking me hard again. I gasp around the dick in my mouth and pull away to push back against my blonde.

“Yes! Just like that Kelly!”

I groan out. Riley leads my mouth back to her cock and slowly fucks my mouth. I moan and groan around the silicon dick as Kelly fucks me harder. Everything happening, this threesome with all the stimuli, it’s driving me insane. It doesn’t take long for me to be close to the edge. Kelly whispers something to Riley and the brunette pulls out of my mouth. I gasp when Kelly yanks me back flush against her by my hair and her hand traps mine behind my back. Her hips still against me and she kisses my neck. I moan deeply because I know the new angle will hit my g-spot so perfectly when she starts fucking me again. Riley moves close to us and kisses me roughly, making sure the tip of the cock rubs my sensitive clit.

“HOLY FUCK.”

I cry out when Kelly starts thrusting into me again and I’m forced to break the kiss with the brunette. Her lips brush against my ear.

“You like that? When I fuck you so rough like this with a guest in our bed? Look at her.”

Kelly orders. I whimper and open my eyes to look at Riley watching me hungrily.

“She wants to fuck you so bad Em. Do you want her cock in your pussy? Are you going to take it like a little bitch?”

Kelly scrapes her teeth over my ear lobe and I whimper, nearly hyperventilating at this point. When I don’t respond, because breathing moaning and whimpering is so much effort already, Kelly pulls my head back by my hair and sends a rough and pleasurable thrust into my soaking wet pussy.

“Answer me!”

Kelly hisses into my ear and her fingers dig into my wrists. Riley stops teasing my clit and leans forward to bite my neck and mark me. I cry out and arch into her touch.

“Yes! I’m going to take it like a bitch! Please! Don’t stop Kelly- Riley, please!”

I beg Kelly first then Riley who in return palms my breast with one hand and resumes the teasing on my clit. I moan and grind back onto Kelly’s cock as much as I can.

“Make her cum so I can have my turn Kel. I want her to ride me.”

Riley growls lustfully. Kelly starts pumping her hips again. I gasp at the brunette’s words and Kelly’s thrusts. It’s so rough and dirty that I’m shaking in seconds so on edge that a tear slips down my cheek.

“Please, please, please, please…”

I beg desperately. Riley presses her body to mine, her dildo rubbing my clit as she rolls her hips.

“Cum.”

Riley hisses and pinches and pulls at my nipples. I throw my head back and scream, the waves of my orgasm crashing down on me as hard as my pussy squeezing the plastic. Kelly nips at my shoulder through pants with her hips never faltering. My thighs squeeze trying to close and I nearly fall onto Riley when I start losing my balance. Kelly quickly catches me around the waist with both arms and pulls me tight against her. I grab one of her forearms and Riley’s shoulder. Kelly kisses my back softly as I come down from my orgasm. Riley gently leads my face to hers for a quick kiss. I smile and tap Kelly’s arm to let her know she can pull out now. I groan and let myself flop onto the bed. Riley chuckles and takes my hand.

“Ah, ah, ah Ms. Lawyer. You’re going to ride me.”

Riley smirks. I smile and let her pull me onto her. She lines her cock up with my entrance and rolls her hips but doesn’t push deeper. I bite my lip and cup my breasts while looking down at her. That spurs her into motion. Riley moans and pushes inside of me slowly. I moan and let my head roll back on my shoulders. Riley had gotten the luck of the draw with getting the wider strap on. It fills me completely.

“Fuck, look at you, Emily. Do you like how deep you’re taking me?”

Riley husks as she grabs my hips and fills me to the hilt with her cock. I gasp and reach down to steady myself on her abs. I bite my lip and look down at her.

“God, yes.”

I groan out. Another hand slides over my ribs and I look behind me to see Kelly, sans strap on, straddling Riley’s thighs behind me. She smirks and leads my lips to hers so seductively slow. Riley starts rolling her hips and I moan into my blonde’s mouth. Kelly releases my chin and swiftly grabs my ass.

“Ride her Em. I wanna see her cock disappear into your wet pussy.”

Kelly whispers against my cheek as she slaps my ass with both hands. I gasp and move once on the cock. Riley moans from what I assume is the face plate of the dildo pressing against her clit. I do it, again and again, releasing moans with every thrust. Soon I’m frantically trying to ride her. Riley groans and reaches around my hips to grip my ass and slam me down onto her cock. I let out a squeak of surprise and lean back into Kelly. My blonde reaches her arms around me again and cups my breasts while rolling my nipples between two fingers. I whimper and let Riley lead me up and down on her cock.

“Oh shit.”

I mumble and bite my lip. Riley moans and grinds my hips down. I moan and arch against Kelly.

“You are so sexy Em, so fucking sexy.”

Kelly whispers into my ear then drags her teeth over my neck. I moan and thrust down harder into Riley.

“Fuck, Riley. Make me cum- oh! Yes! Just like that!”

I cry out when Riley pushes her feet into the mattress and thrusts upwards roughly, drilling my cunt fervently. Her moans tell me she is desperate too. Kelly growls and whispers into my ear again.

“That’s it Em. Take her cock so deep in your pussy.”

I moan and reach behind me to grab the back of her head, sliding my fingers into her blonde locks and holding her to me. Riley groans and digs her fingers into my ass, probably leaving bruises but what do I care if I get an orgasm? I moan deeply and feels tears stinging my eyes from all the pleasure.

“Yes! Yes! Yes! Don’t stop! Don’t fucking stop!”

I cry out. Riley pauses her hips. I whimper and look down at her desperately. The brunette sits up with a feral glint in her eyes and leans back on one hand while the other stays with me to grab my ass. Her hips start pumping again and I nearly faint in pleasure. It feels like her hips are in overdrive, fucking me with so much energy I start to shake. Kelly drops one hand between my legs and rubs my clit with persistent fingers. I gasp, my jaw dropped in a silent scream, my back arches and my muscles flutter around Riley’s cock. Riley grunts out a few curse words and roughly fills me to the hilt in the last few thrusts, her own orgasm rushing through her. I shut my eyes tightly and dig my fingers into the back of Kelly’s head. Kelly slows her fingers to let me ride out my orgasm and I gratefully lean back against her as Riley falls back limply against the bed. I pant harshly and Kelly softly takes me into her arms. Riley effortlessly slides out of me and my blonde leads me to lay in between them. I instinctively curl around Kelly with our fingers interlocked between us. Riley shifts behind me and I turn my head enough to see her taking off the harness.

“That was amazing Riley.”

I smile and Riley smirks back. She slides out of bed.

“You’re amazing- you both are. Thank you so much for letting me join you. I was dying for an orgasm.”

Riley chuckles and grabs her clothes. I smile and turn in Kelly’s embrace to face the brunette.

“I think it’s safe to say it was our pleasure.”

I smirk and Kelly chuckles lightly behind me. Riley smiles and leans over the bed to kiss Kelly and me on the cheek. Before Riley starts to dress Kelly offers her our shower which Riley takes gratefully. I sigh and turn back to Kelly once Riley is in the shower.

“I love you.”

I whisper to her softly. Kelly smiles and pushes back a few strands of hair from my face.

“I love you too. Did you have fun?”

Kelly asks. I roll my eyes and laugh.

“What? Did my 1- 2- 3- 4 orgasms tell you nothing?”

I ask while I count out my orgasms on my fingers. Kelly laughs and wraps her arm around my waist, pulling me closer for a kiss. I smile against her lips and hook my leg over her hip. She pulls back and rests her forehead against mine with closed eyes. We stay there in silence for a while. I eventually speak up.

“I’m never going to leave you, Kelly. Not for a second. So when it gets rough, because it will eventually, I want you to remember that I’ll love you even when I hate you.”

I tell her, tilting her chin upwards to make her look me in the eyes. Kelly smiles and kisses me lightly.

“I guess I picked the right student, huh?”

My jaw drops and she bursts out laughing. I playfully smack her shoulder and wiggle in her embrace to get out.

“Way to kill the mood, Kelly!”

I sneer jokingly. Kelly swiftly rolls on top of me and holds my hands down against the pillows. I struggle underneath her whining about her special students.

“Shhh,” She kisses me, “Shhh, I’m messing with you. You’re everything to me. I would never want anyone else, including my ex-special-students.”

I stop struggling and look into her eyes.

“Yeah?”

I ask softly. Kelly nods her head and initiates a deep slow kiss that allows us to reconnect after everything that had just transpired. She releases my wrists and cups my cheek gently. The bathroom door opens and we pull away from each other slightly breathless. Riley chuckles and rolls her eyes.

“Jesus, do you guys ever take a break?”

She asks. Kelly laughs and gets out of bed.

“Not often, no. I’ll walk you down.”

Kelly says as she slides on her robe. Riley follows Kelly out of our bedroom with a small wave to me. I flop back against the bed with a smile. Suddenly my phone starts to ring and I reach over to my nightstand where it rests. My mom.

“Hey, mom.”

I greet.

“Hi, honey. I won’t bother you long. I just wanted to talk for a few minutes.”

She continues.

“Jenny, you know from your old school. I ran into her today and she told me you two got together over the weekend for lunch when she was visiting her brother. She met your girlfriend, right?”

I gulp hard. I know where this is leading.

“Uh, y-yeah. She did. What’s this about mom?”

I ask, hoping she will get to the point soon.

“Well, she said you have been in a relationship with this girl for about 2 years now. But we only heard about her last year, in fact, you only told us you were out last year and refuse to tell us her name even.”

I close my eyes and slide underneath the covers, groaning into the blankets.

“I want you to invite her for thanksgiving. Your father and I would like to finally meet this mystery woman.”

I quickly shake my head.

“I, um, no. She- She has friends and family that she has to visit.”

I excuse quickly. My mother doesn’t accept it.

“I don’t believe you.”

She says.

“Em? Why are you hiding under the covers?”

I hear Kelly’s voice from the doorway. My mother gasps.

“Oh! Is that her? Will you please put her on the phone?”

My mother asks. I come out from under the covers and look at Kelly with wide eyes. She furrows her brows and mouths ‘who is it?’.

“Mom, I really would rather not.”

Kelly’s eyes widen in surprise. My mother scoffs.

“Emily Marie Heart put her on the phone right this instant.”

I sigh. This is her ‘no exceptions’ voice. I pull the phone away from my ear and cover the speaker with my hand.

“She wants to talk to you.”

I grimace at Kelly’s pale face. I stand and walk to her with a hopefully calming smile.

“It’s okay. Just a few seconds and then give it back to me.”

Kelly takes a deep breath and nods her head, knowing my mother won’t take no for an answer. I hand the phone over to her and she forces a smile.

“Hello, Ms. Heart…My name is Kelly…Uh, no, I-I guess not…If it’s okay with E-…oh, okay…here she is.”

Kelly hands the phone back with a guilty face. I narrow my eyes at her while I address my mom again.

“What did you get her to do mom?”

I ask.

“Well, she’s coming to Thanksgiving of course. I love you very much, sweetheart. I’ll talk to you soon.”

With that, she hangs up. My jaw drops as I stare at Kelly.

“You agreed to Thanksgiving with my whole family Kelly! Even my second cousins come to Thanksgiving! What the hell were you thinking?!”

I ask incredulously, starting to pace in front of her. Kelly folds her arms and shrugs her shoulders defensively.

“It’s your mother Emily! Do you want me to call back and tell her no? Because she’ll come out here and drag us both there if I do and you know it!”

Kelly argues. I groan and grab my clothes from my drawers.

“I wanted you to tell her you also have other things to do! You could have said you have a party! Something other than yes! Because now we have to go to Thanksgiving and blindside everyone with the fact that I’m out and proud with my lesbian girlfriend! I am NOT ready for that kind of rejection yet Kelly! I-I need more t-time to figure things out! How to tell them and- and I can’t…”

Kelly swiftly envelopes the hot sobbing mess that is me into her arms. I cry against her chest as she softly strokes my hair and calms me down with soothing words. I grip her sides tightly. When I’ve calmed down enough to only be sniffling Kelly tilts my head up to hers. Her eyes are so kind and caring.

“I will be with you for everything. Your parents will help you through it also. Thanksgiving is in two days. I am going to pack a bag. We will get on an airplane and fly over early so your parents can meet me first. Then, we will meet the rest of your family and they will deal with it, however, they want but know that your parents and I will never ever love you any less.”

Kelly whispers to me while she wipes my cheeks of tears. I helplessly whimper at how amazing she is and connect our lips in probably our worse kiss ever. She cups my cheeks gently and pulls away to rest her forehead against mine. I sniff a little then wipe my nose.

“I love you, Kelly.”

She smiles at me with so much love and gentleness that I melt into her arms. She holds me for as long as I want.

———-

Kelly takes my hand and gives me a smile.

“Are you ready?”

Kelly asks. I take a deep, yet shaky, breath and nod my head. We were sitting outside in a rental car in front of my parent’s house. Kelly parks the car and gets out to grab our bags from the trunk. There is already a little bit of snow on the ground from the early winter this year so I carefully step out of the car and take my bag from Kelly. She reassuringly slides her hand into mine as we walk up to the front steps. I knock on the door and my mother immediately opens it, she had probably been watching from the window.

“Emily!”

My mother screeches excitedly and pulls me into a hug. Despite the butterflies in my stomach I smile genuinely and hug her back eagerly.

“Oh, you must be Kelly.”

I hear my mom say and she pulls away from the hug. Kelly smiles and holds out her hand.

“Ms. Heart, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

My mom gives me an impressed look as she shakes Kelly’s hand.

“Polite and beautiful, I don’t know why you’ve hidden her all this time Emily.”

My mother compliments. I blush and my mom ushers us into the house. Kelly takes my coat for me as my mother goes to find my father. He’s the one I’m worried about. Being their only child and a girl my father is quite protective of me.

“Look him in the eyes and do not, whatever you do, stutter or back down. He will never respect you if you do.”

I whisper to Kelly as I take her coat in turn.

“Em, please relax. I’m pretty amazing if you haven’t noticed.”

Kelly says playfully. I smile and take her hand and kiss her knuckles.

“I have, Kelly. I just don’t want this to go wrong.”

Kelly smiles and kisses my cheek.

“I won’t back down.”

Kelly reassures and I smile. My father comes down the hall and I take a deep breath.

“Dad, this is Kelly. Kelly this is Richard, my father.”

I introduce them. I hold my breath as Kelly reaches out and gives my father what looks like is a firm handshake.

“Sir, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Kelly nods her head. After some time my father nods his head back and releases my girlfriend’s hand. I let out my breath and smile.

“Okay, awesome. We’re going to go put our bags away.”

I say and grab my bag and Kelly’s hand. She follows me upstairs into my old room. It’s fairly big and I definitely have a large bed that takes up a little less than half my room. I set my bag down on the bed and quickly surprise Kelly with a hug. She chuckles and holds me tight and kisses the top of my head.

“Em, you need to relax or no one else will.”

Kelly whispers to me. I pull back with a sigh.

“I know, I know.”

I open my bag and start to unload my clothes into the drawers. Kelly follows my lead until suddenly my mom shows up in the doorway with a face of regret.

“Honey?”

I raise my head and smile at my mom.

“Yeah?”

I ask and pull open a drawer. My mom bites her lip and glanced at Kelly who is continuing to put away her things. I stop what I’m doing to gawk at her.

“No, mom, no. That’s so embarrassing! You said it yourself that we’ve been together for almost two years! We sleep in the same bed together every night!”

I whine. At this point, Kelly has turned around with furrowed brows. My mom sighs and shrugs her shoulders.

“I know that and I don’t have a problem with it. It’s your father and he is a very traditional man. Kelly will sleep perfectly fine in my craft room, I promise.”

I frown and groan, giving my mom the best set of begging eyes I can. She sighs and puts her hands on her hips, narrowing her eyes at me.

“Don’t you pout to me, Emily. Your father is set in his ways. Anyone that you would’ve brought home would be sleeping in that room.”

My mother gives me a pointed look to make me cooperate before leaving the room. I sigh and Kelly smirks.

“It’s okay Em. If that is the house rule than I am more than happy to follow it.”

Kelly insists and starts to pack her things back into her bag.

“So where is your mother’s craft room?”

Kelly asks as she gathers her things. I lead her a few door down the hallway, grumbling about stupid rules along the way. I open the door to the craft room to show Kelly the twin bed with more than enough quilts on it and the surrounding sewing machine, pillows, and rolls of materials. Kelly gives me a quick kiss on the cheek before she walks in and sets her bag down.

“I’m sorry.”

I say softly and Kelly looks to me with a soft smile.

“Emily, if you keep apologizing for everything while we’re here I’m going to go crazy.”

Kelly says. I blush and give her a smile back. She shoos me away and I walk back to my room. I walk downstairs when I see that Kelly isn’t finished unpacking yet. It’s close to dinner time so I find my mom cooking in the kitchen with my dad sitting at the kitchen table still looking at the newspaper from this morning.

“Are the separate bedrooms really necessary?”

I ask my father. He glances up from the newspaper before looking back to it.

“If you had stayed over with your girlfriend a year ago it would have only happened the first time you two visited. But since this is the fist time after nearly two years into your relationship that you’ve visited together, it is happening now. If you decide to come again you will be able to share a bed. But not on this visit.”

He concludes and glances up at me one more time before going back to the paper. He’s angry about me keeping my relationship from them. A hand touches the small of my back and I look to see Kelly smiling at me. I will talk to him later. I smile back.

“Hey. All unpacked?”

I ask and she nods her head. I look at my mom.

“So what are we having for dinner? It smells amazing.”

I walk over to mom and try to sneak a carrot but she smacks my hand before It reaches my lips. Kelly chuckles and takes a seat at the table with my dad. I send her a quick playful glare.

“Thank you and we are having your favorite. Spaghetti with meat sauce, salad, and garlic bread.”

My mom says with a smile. I smile excitedly and give her a hug.

“Yay! Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

I squeal and kiss her cheek. She chuckles and motions to Kelly.

“Why don’t you two go set the table?”

My mother asks and stirs the sauce. I smile and lead Kelly into the dining room. We quietly set the table until my mother announces dinner. My father takes the seat at the head of the table while my mother sits on his right. I take the left seat with Kelly next to me. After a few seconds of awkward silence, my father finally speaks up.

“So, Kelly, what do you do while Emily is in school?”

He asks. My father is straight forward so I’m sure this is one of the less rude questions he has for my girlfriend. Kelly clears her throat.

“I got a job at the local high school as a history teacher.”

My dad nods his head with respect. Kelly sends me a smile. I smile back and look at mom. Starting a conversation about the neighbors. She is a huge gossip. They ask a few questions about school and Kelly’s job. Then comes the golden question.

“How did you meet?”

My mother asks. Kelly goes stiff beside me and glances to me.

“Um, we were just both at the right place at the right time I suppose.”

Kelly supplies. I take a large gulp of my water and my mom raises an eyebrow.

“That’s it? No romantic gestures or cute little notes?”

My mother asks with a frown. I look at Kelly who bites her lip softly. I sigh and set down my fork.

“We…We met…Maybe we’ll talk after dinner.”

I say nervously and take another drink of water. My mother furrows her brows and sets down her fork.

“Dinner is finished. We’re just sitting here now Emily. You can tell us how you met. I can’t think so it’s horrible.”

I look at Kelly who shrugs her shoulders to leave it up to me. I take a deep breath and prepare for their reactions.

“The truth is we met when I was in high school. She…Kelly was my teacher.”

I say gently. Everything freezes. My heart is pounding a mile a minute. Both of my parents are stiff in their chairs and I know Kelly hasn’t dared to look up at them. My father finally speaks.

“What do you mean Emily?”

My father asks. I look at my plate and swallow hard.

“Ms. Harper, my history teacher from my senior year, was Kelly. Kelly Harper is her full name.”

I close my eyes and wait for them to explode. Kelly swiftly slides her hand into mine and gives me a reassuring squeeze.

“Were you involved with her while you were her student?”

My mom asks with a soft rage in her voice. I look up and see her gripping her wine glass with white knuckles.

“I-“

I start off and my mother shakes her head and interrupts me.

“Are you serious? Did…Did you sleep with her when you were her student? Or, God hopefully, did you just fall in love?”

I bite my lip and glance to my father who has a distant look on his face. He doesn’t even look angry. I look back to my mother, tears building in my eyes.

“We did sleep together at first- but we fell in love.”

I explain quickly. My mother stands up quickly, her chair being pushed back to bang against the wall and her wine sloshing onto the table. She leans over the table with a snarl at Kelly.

“My daughter was 18! What is wrong with you? She hadn’t even graduated yet and you’re- you’re seducing her to sleep with you! You are pathetic!- disgusting! Do you sleep with all your students? Huh?”

I stand up quickly.

“Stop! You might not like what we did THREE years ago but she is my girlfriend and I love her very much.”

I say strictly. My mother continues to glare at Kelly, her chest heaving with rage.

“I love your daughter and I hate the way our relationship started but…I can’t take back what we did and start over after she graduated.”

Kelly says gently. My mother growls.

“She still would have been 18! You made her love you at such a young age I’m surprised she hasn’t left you yet! Come to your senses Emily! She only made a move on you to get into your damn pants!”

My mother yells. I’m ready to defend Kelly when the blonde bursts up in her seat.

“I was different then. I didn’t plan on falling in love with Emily- in fact, sometimes I wish I hadn’t just so she could have a better life with someone else! So that people didn’t stare when she kisses her way too old girlfriend! So people don’t think that when we go out to dinner that somehow we’re related! I want so much more for her than just me! But I love her…and maybe I’m selfish for not walking away so she can have a better life but I don’t EVER want to even think about her with someone else.”

My mother is ready to start firing off again when my father stands up. He looks at me with no emotion before leaving the room.

“Dad…”

I try softly but he walks away. My mother stands straight and looks at me with anger.

“Maybe you should leave us be for a while.”

My mother follows my father. I sit back down and close my eyes. Kelly gently rubs my back but I shrug her off.

“Not right now Kelly. I need…I need some time on my own. I-I’m going for a walk.”

I stand and grab my coat from the rack. I’m out the door before Kelly can stop me. I know I’m taking my anger out on her but I can’t help it. We started this whole thing all wrong and my parents are not only disappointed in me but also they hate Kelly. At least I think so for my father considering he didn’t say anything and just walked away. I shiver and look up into the sky. Snow has started to fall again. I walk to the park and take up my favorite spot on the bench overlooking the little town. I don’t know how long I’m there but it’s long enough to maybe literally freeze my ass and probably get frostbite on my fingers and toes. A hand slides onto my shoulder and I jump and look behind me. My dad. I smile softly as he sits down beside me. We’re quiet for a long time but I don’t start a conversation. He clears his throat softly.

“You came here when you ran away once. Do you remember that?”

He asks me. I shake my head and he continues.

“It was after your mom said you couldn’t play baseball anymore. You were such a tomboy it wasn’t that hard to see you weren’t like the other girls that wanted to play with dolls. I didn’t care what you did as long as you were happy.”

He says and turns to me. I look at him with a small smile. He finally smiles back and wraps an arm around my shoulders.

“I know you’re happy. I could see it when you were so scared for Kelly when she walked into the house to meet us. And, even though I don’t condone how you met Kelly or what you did at such a young age, I know it doesn’t matter now that you’re happy three years later.”

I smile and throw my arms around his neck. He chuckles and hugs me back, which he rarely does.

“Come on. We need to get you home.”

He stands and offers his arm to me. We walk back to the house in the falling snow.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about Kelly earlier. I was scared for…well…your reactions. I wanted to tell you. She’s amazing, dad. She moved out to California for me. She loves me. I couldn’t ask for anything more than her.”

I say softly and rest my head on his shoulder. He pats my hand gently.

“I know honey, I know.”

He says back and kisses me on the forehead. I smile and walk inside the house first. I hear voices from the kitchen and softly walk towards the room.

“…I would like to talk with you and Mr. Heart later if that would be alright?”

I walk into the kitchen to see my girlfriend and my mother drinking coffee at the table. Civilly. They must have made up when I was gone.

“Talk about what?”

I ask and shrug out of my jacket, shivering still. Kelly smiles and stands up.

“Nothing. Oh, Em you’re shivering. Come here.”

Kelly takes my hands into hers and gently blows warm air on them. I smile and dip my head to connect our eyes.

“I’m sorry I just left like that.”

I whisper to her. She kisses my knuckles with those warm lips that I want to kiss so badly at the moment.

“I know you need your space sometimes.”

Kelly reassures me softly. I smile and kiss her cheek. Kelly smiles and looks back to my mom.

“Do you want some coffee? It’ll warm you up.”

Kelly asks and I shake my head.

“No thanks. I’m exhausted from the flight so I think I’m going to head to bed. Stop in to say goodnight when you head to bed?”

I ask and she smiles.

“Sure Em.”

She lets go of my hands and sits back down with my mom. I smile shyly at my mom.

“So, is everything okay now? I-I know dad is okay with everything. Obviously, you were very much less okay with our relationship.”

I swallow nervously. But my mom nods her head and pats Kelly’s hand.

“Yes, honey. We can talk more after Thanksgiving, okay?”

I smile and nod my head. I walk upstairs to my bedroom. After I get into my pajamas I lay in bed. I quickly fall asleep.

———-

I wake slowly to see that I’ve only slept an hour at most. I roll over and take a deep breath. I can’t sleep. Shit. I groan and walk to my door, opening it to look down the hall for my parents. Clear. I tip-toe down the hall to my mother’s craft room to see Kelly sleeping peacefully in the small bed. I gently shut the door and sit on the edge of her bed.

“Kelly.”

I whisper softly and slide my hand into hers. She wakes up quickly and looks around.

“Emily? Wh-What’s wrong?”

She asks and wipes the sleep from her eyes.

“Nothing I just can’t sleep without you in my bed.”

I say softly. Kelly smiles and tucks a piece of hair behind my ear.

“I know how you feel. It took me twice as long to fall asleep.”

Kelly admits. I bite my lip and look down at the bed. Kelly smiles and moves to one side of the mattress. I quickly get underneath the covers with her and cuddle close. My body drops in revamped exhaustion and I quickly fall asleep in her arms.

———-

“Emily! Kelly! Wake up, we need to start cooking for Thanksgiving!”

I jerk awake to my mother yelling. I wipe the sleep from my eyes and look down at Kelly who was still asleep. I smile at the fact that somehow her hand had landed on my ass while we had slept. I lean down and kiss her softly. Kelly groans and blinks her eyes open. I smile and kiss her again until she responds with her own kisses. I moan and slide on top of her. I haven’t had her cum for me in two days and now my raised libido is hitting me full force. Kelly groans and pulls away.

“Em, we can’t. I’m not having sex in your parent’s house.”

Kelly says. I smile and shake my head as I kiss her quickly.

“Oh, yes you are. We’re staying here for a week. You’re going to want me so bad you’ll be sneaking into my bedroom late at night just to kiss me.”

I whisper in her ear and rake my nails down her arm to grab her wrist. Kelly lets out a chuckle then gasps when I place her hand over my pussy. I bite my lip and she gulps.

“Em…”

Kelly whines and moves her other hand to gently run up and down my back. I smile and nibble at her bottom lip.

“Don’t you want me, Kelly?”

I whisper against her lips in the innocent voice that I’m hoping reminds her of when I was her student. Kelly takes a sharp intake of breath and clutches at my back.

“I…do not do that to me, Emily. Of course, I want you I just don’t want your parents thinking I’m-“

Kelly is interrupted by my lips pressing to hers. Kelly hums softly and hesitantly shifts her hand against my heated sex. I moan and roll my hips against her hand.

“Emily! Kelly! I’m coming in!”

My mom warns before she opens the door. Kelly squeals, which she never does, and pushes me off of her. Subsequently making my fall onto the floor with a groan.

“Ow!”

I rub the back of my head with a squinted eye looking up at Kelly. My mom raises both eyebrows as she stands in the doorway.

“I figured you came in here when you weren’t in your room but did you really sneak in at the middle of the night to sleep on the floor?”

My mom asks in confusion. I roll my eyes and stand up.

“No, that I did not.”

I grumble and my mom blushes.

“Oh…well.”

Kelly and I’s eyes widen and we quickly shake our heads.

“No, no, no. We-We just couldn’t fall asleep without each other. It’s nothing like you think.”

I insist and Kelly coughs slightly. I send her a glare and she shrugs softly. My mother clears her throat and we look back to her.

“Well, you should get dressed and come help with cooking. Oh, and sneak back to your room before your father gets up here because he will have a fit if he finds out you disobeyed his rule.”

My mother says pointedly and closes the door behind her on her way out. I sigh and lean over to Kelly to give her a quick kiss.

“Sorry I pushed you onto the floor but, you know, we’re at your parent’s house. I told you that.”

Kelly says in her I’m-right-and-you’re-wrong-voice. I glare at her playfully.

“Whatever, you squealed like a little bitch.”

I tease and walk to the door. Kelly’s gasp follows me out and I chuckle. I walk to my room to get ready for the day.

———-

“Honey, get the door please?”

My mom asks. I take a deep breath and open the front door to greet my aunt Gloria and her husband Tom. Kelly walks downstairs just as they ask if I’ve met anyone yet. I smile and take a deep breath, nodding to Kelly who smiles.

“I have actually. Aunt Gloria, uncle Tom this is Kelly…my girlfriend.”

I breathe out. To be honest, I’m glad I see surprise instead of disgust on their faces as they shake Kelly’s hand. They look back to me and I take Kelly’s hand with a smile.

“Mom and dad are in the kitchen.”

I say and my aunt squeezes my shoulder as she walks past me and Tom pats me on the back. I turn to Kelly with a bright smile.

“Oh, my god! They didn’t even care!”

I say excitedly and wrap my arms around her neck. Her arms wrap around my waist in return.

“You’re amazing. Why would they even think about turning their backs on you for something that makes you incredible?”

Kelly whispers to me and gently rubs my back. I frown slightly and pull back to look her in the face. Her emotions show clearly but they are jumbled together.

“Hey, you okay?”

I ask softly and trace her jaw with my fingertips. Kelly smiles and kisses me softly, effortlessly making me melt into her cloud-like lips. She pulls back and moves a hand up to cup my cheek.

“I am great.”

She whispers and connects our lips gently. Another knock sounds on the door and Kelly pulls away.

“I’m going to go help your mom.”

Kelly leaves me and I answer the door again. The day starts to go by quickly when the house starts to fill with people and food. I end up helping my mother with the turkey in the kitchen with the last of the guests arriving for my father to greet. Finally, I walk around the party and find Kelly talking to my aunt Gloria again. I appear at her side with a smile and wrap my arm around hers. Gloria smiles.

“You two are the cutest couple.”

My aunt gushes and I smile happily. Kelly gives me a quick wink.

“I’m sorry, you’re a couple?”

I turn to my cousin’s husband, Owen, and smile.

“Yeah.”

I answer and give Kelly another smile.

“That is…repulsive.”

He hisses. I frown and turn to Owen.

“I, um…What?”

I ask in surprise and confusion. Everyone else had been okay with Kelly and me as a couple so far. And no one else had really said anything to us when we were out in public.

“You are corrupt and disgusting. You- You sleep with this woman in your bed and call it love when it’s purely a sin. How do you live with yourself when you know you will be damned to hell and be betraying God?”

Owen spits out. At this point I was stunned into silence and everyone else had been too. Kelly slides her hand into mine. Sharon, my cousin, grabs her husband’s arm.

“Owen, stop it. What’s gotten into you?”

Sharon grits out through clenched teeth to her husband. Owen shrugs her off of his shoulder.

“It’s an abomination, Sharon!”

He argues back.

“Owen McNeil!”

Sharon gasps out in surprise. I clench my jaw and feel Kelly stiffen behind me.

“Then I think you should leave.”

My aunt Gloria says and places her hand on top of mine and Kelly’s. I look to her and she gives me a supportive smile. Then my father appears and Owen looks like he might piss his pants from the murderous look in my father’s eye and the death glare from my mother behind him.

“Our daughter is perfect. She is becoming a lawyer. She is in love. She has a family who loves her. If you have a problem that Emily has a girlfriend, who is also perfect by the way, then I have a problem with you. Leave my house Owen.”

My father says surprisingly calm but oh so angrily. Owen looks around before grabbing his coat and slamming the door behind him. My father looks around the living room.

“If anyone else shares his opinion they should leave as well. Otherwise, dinner will be served in 15 minutes.”

My father nods his head in finality. Kelly pulls me away from the party to drag me into the kitchen. She immediately enveloped me into a hug and keeps me close. I rest my forehead against her shoulder and take a deep breath.

“That was kind of scary.”

I mumble to her softly. Kelly lifts my head to meet her eyes.

“I know. Are you okay?”

Kelly asks and pushes back a few strands of rouge hair. I smile and nod my head.

“I am…Everyone stood up for me. My aunt and father- I just can’t believe it.”

I whisper in amazement. Kelly smiles and holds me a while longer until my mother comes in.

“Are you alright? He was a little vicious. Sharon apologizes very deeply for him. She had no idea he had that opinion of the LGBTQ community.”

My mother says in exasperation. I smile and kiss her cheek, my heart throbbing at the fact that she looked into the community.

“We are. Let’s just eat.”

I walk Kelly to the table. I furrow my brows when my father takes the other seat next to me.

“Dad, you always sit at the end of the table.”

I say and my mother takes the seat next to Kelly. He nods his head as everyone starts to dish out their food.

“Yes, I know.”

That’s all I get before he turns to talk to my grandma. I smile softly and start to make myself a plate.

———-

After dinner desert is set out and as delicious as it all looks I have my eyes set on something, well someone else. I gently take Kelly’s hand.

“I want to show you something.”

I whisper in her ear and she smiles curiously.

“Okay.”

She says hesitantly before I lead her to the basement door. Kelly furrows her brows and shuts the door behind her.

“What could possibly be in the basement?”

Kelly asks and I chuckle, turning on a little light.

“Me.”

I husk as I push her against the wall. Kelly’s eyes widen.

“Emily! We are not having a quickie in your basement while your whole family is upstairs for Thanksgiving! Are you insane?”

Kelly asks incredulously and tries to escape from my grip. I pin her hands to the wall and crush our lips together. My blonde growls in anger and easily flip us so my back is to the wall. I gasp into her mouth as her teeth bite my lip and clutch at the back of her neck. Kelly pulls away to say something or another but I don’t give her a chance. I’m too hot and bothered, throbbing, to make myself stop. I lunge for her lips and hold her in the kiss, sliding my jean clad thigh between her legs. Kelly moans and caves, grinding against my leg. I moan and reach down to grab her dress-clad ass. God, I love this dress. It shows all her amazing features. I slid my other hand down to the apex of her thighs and jerk up the hem of her dress up to her waist. Kelly groans against my lips and moves her hips against the air. I smile when we barely break apart for air.

“…yeah, I think there’s a bottle downstairs. I’ll go check.”

I hear someone at the top of the stairs. Kelly gasps and tries to back away but I simply pull her farther into the basement and push her against a dark wall. I cover her mouth and slide my hand into her panties. Kelly moans and her eyes roll back in her head. The person is rummaging through the fridge we keep downstairs. I bring my lips next to her ear, my heart pounding as I slide two fingers into her drenched pussy.

“Shh.”

I tease as another loud moan vibrates against my hand. Kelly opens her eyes to glare at me and I smirk. Her eyes flutter closed and I thrust harder, grinding the heel of my hand against her throbbing clit.

“I found it, Janet!”

The person yells back and jogs up the stairs, turning off the light and closing the door. Dousing them in darkness. I remove my hand and crash our lips together with a loud moan from Kelly. Her hips hump my fingers so roughly she might break my wrist. I groan at the slight twist and move my wrist around so it’s comfortable for me but I can still give my woman pleasure by rubbing her clit with my thumb. Kelly gasps and wraps an arm around my shoulders to pull me closer. I move my lips down to her neck but she jerks my head away by my hair.

“No- oh!…n-no marks.”

Kelly gasps out between pants and moans. I sink my teeth into her bottom lip instead of her neck. Kelly grunts and curls forward, one leg wrapping around my waist.

“Sh-Shit! I’m close Em!”

Kelly groans out and buries her face in my shoulder. I use my hips to pump a little faster into her. Her jaw drops open in a silent scream as her inner muscles squeeze my fingers tightly and her hips jerk against my hand.

“That’s right Kelly. Cum all over my fingers.”

I husk to her in the dirtiest voice I can. Kelly bites her lip and arches against the wall. I cover her lips with a kiss and let her role through the waves of orgasm. Kelly sighs and bites her lip softly.

“I think I would hate you so much for making me do that if I didn’t love you so much.”

Kelly breathes out and I burst out laughing. Kelly smiles and opens her eyes to drop her leg from my waist. I gently pull my fingers from out of her and kiss her softly.

“I love you too.”

I whisper once I’ve calmed down. Kelly fixes her dress and I bite my lip.

“Um, you go first. I can’t see anything.”

I chuckle. She smiles in the dark and takes my hand, leading me to the stairs that she somehow finds. When we finally reach the top of the stairs Kelly takes a deep breath and sneaks out of the basement first. I follow a few seconds behind her. I run into my grandma and I quickly excuse myself to the restroom. I wash my hands and walk back out into the party. Kelly smiles at me from the living room and I blush naturally from the thoughts of her.

———-

“…love your daughter and I know she loves me. I know you haven’t known me for long at all but Emily has. I don’t know what I would do if she wasn’t there to remind me to actually eat breakfast, or lock the car, or even put on pants sometimes. When I have a bad day at the school she notices when I hide my feelings because talking about it will just make it worse. You know what she does? She just holds me until I’m better. I mean, how does that happen? It’s crazy if you think about it but it’s also so right. I’m so completely in love with her that a hug from her can make me feel better than anything or anyone else in the world. I…I guess what I am trying to ask is, will you give me your permission to marry your daughter?”

This is what I walk into the next morning after coming back from the mall with my cousins. My gasp gives me away from my hiding spot near the doorway. Kelly spins around with wide eyes. My parents smiling softly behind her. My eyes start to water and I bring my hand up to my mouth.

“Emily! You- You’re supposed to be at the mall with your cousins! Just forget everything I said, okay? Please.”

Kelly says panicky. I rush to her and wrap my arms around her, kissing her passionately. Kelly makes a surprised sound but wraps her arms around my waist like they always should. I pull away and press my forehead to hers.

“I will never forget this.”

I promise her. Kelly smiles softly then clears her throat and looks to my parents.

“Well, I need your parent’s permission first.”

Kelly draws and nibbles nervously on her bottom lip. I look at my parents and nod my head furiously. My father looks at my mother who nods her head then looks back to us.

“You have our permission.”

I smile wide and let go of Kelly to wrap my parents into a hug. My father kisses the top of my head and my mom kisses my cheek.

———-

“Girls, your father and I are going out to the movies. Would you like to come?”

My mom asks as my father helps her into her coat. I smile softly and look to Kelly who shrugs. I sit down next to my blonde on the couch and wrap my arm around hers.

“No, thanks. We’re too stuffed to move.”

I say and they say their goodbye’s as they head out the door. I lean my head on Kelly’s shoulder and rub circles on her skin where the sleeve of her t-shirt ends. Kelly kisses the top of my head and moves her hand to my thigh.

“Do you want to make out like we’re both in high school again?”

I hear Kelly whisper to me. I smile and turn to her, cupping her cheek and pulling her down for a kiss. Kelly smiles and turns to me fully to scoop my legs into her lap. I giggle and thread my fingers into her hair. Her thumb rubs soft circles on my thigh as she leans me back against the couch cushions. I suck her bottom lip into my mouth with a groan and move my legs so Kelly is in between my legs. My mind wanders to how amazing Kelly is. Did she do this in high school? I pull back slightly for air and pant softly against her lips.

“Did you ever do this in high school?”

I ask as Kelly’s lips instead drop down to my neck and shoulder.

“Once.”

Kelly mumbles and nips at my skin. I moan and close my eyes.

“What was it like, because I-I’ve never done this?”

I ask softly, my heart beating a mile a minute. The thrill of getting caught and my slight nervousness is showing through. Kelly and I had been together for a long time but obviously, we never made out on my couch with my parents being able to walk back in any second. Kelly lifts her head and leads my eyes to hers.

“We usually wouldn’t go any farther than second base.”

Kelly smirks a little and licks her lips. Her fingertips dance across my jawline.

“But considering your my fiance I think we can go all the way.”

Kelly teases and kisses me again. I smile so wide it starts to hurt.

“You haven’t proposed yet.”

I whisper teasingly. Kelly smiles back and kisses me again. I moan and wrap my arms around her waist. Kelly slides her hand between my legs with a smirk at my gasp.

“And it usually has to be fast.”

Kelly informs me and slides her hand into my pajama pants. I nod my head and swallow hard, my eyes closing as her fingers rub my clit. Kelly kisses her way to my ear.

“Do you like that?”

She asks and I whimper. Oh, God, she’s going to make me cum so fucking hard. My legs squeeze her hips and grind against her hand.

“M-More.”

She does as I ask and slides two fingers into my drenched pussy. I groan in desperation and I dig my nails into her back. Kelly pants against my skin as she starts using her hips to fuck me. my hands slide down to her ass as my back arches.

“Yes! Oh- fuck! Kelly- don’t stop.”

I moan out. Her free hand jerks my pants down to my thighs then suddenly her thumb is against my clit, rubbing rough circles around my tight bud. Kelly then pulls down my tank top and bra enough to take my nipple into her oh so warm and wet mouth. My jaw drops in a soundless moan and I arch into her touch.

“Come on. My beautiful, sexy, amazing fiance. Cum for me.”

Kelly breathes into my ear after releasing my nipple with a flick. I gasp softly and scratch my nails up her back. Kelly thrusts harder and faster until I’m whimpering and begging for release.

“Just like that Kelly! GOD!”

I gasp out when her teeth sink into my nipple. She throws me into a world of pleasure. My muscles flutter around her fingers and my toes curl in pure pleasure. I shake and tremble as my orgasm rolls through me. Kelly stills her hand and plants soft kisses on my chest. I breathe heavily and caress the back of her head with a gentle hand.

“I love you.”

I breathe out. Kelly kisses me softly and pulls her fingers out of me.

“I love you too.”

Kelly murmurs and brushes back a few strands of hair from my eyes. A car door shuts outside and I freeze.

“Shit, shit, shit.”

I curse underneath my breath and take Kelly’s hand, simultaneously pulling up my pants and dragging her up the stairs. The front door opens just as we round the corner into my room. My mother yells upstairs telling us that she had forgotten her purse. We fall onto my bed in a fit of giggles. Kelly kisses me quickly and lays back on the bed with a sigh.

“I’m thinking a long engagement so the wedding can be perfect. I really want this to be great for us. I want to make you happy…and I want to see you walk down the aisle towards me with a smile so big and beautiful that I end up crying against my own free will.”

Kelly says to the ceiling. I look to her and she looks to me. I reach over to interlock my fingers with hers.

“I want that too…but you have to propose first.”

———-

I sigh and unlock the door. It has been rough today and if something else happens I’m going to go crazy. I set my keys down and furrow my brows at the smell of something burning.

“Kelly? What’s burning?”

I call out into the house. I hear a few pans clang together in the kitchen.

“Uh, nothing!”

Kelly calls out back. I groan and toss down my book bag.

“Kelly, you better not burn our damn house down! I am having a horrible day! My professor demolished my essay in front of the whole fucking class! My car wouldn’t start! I tried calling you only to be met with your voicemail 5 times! So what in the hell are you doing in there that is more important than me?”

I yell out in frustration.

“I…uh, yeah! Got it sweetheart!”

Kelly calls back. I furrow my brows and toe off my shoes. She rarely, if never, calls me by a pet name. I cautiously walk into the kitchen.

“Oh….my…God.”

I gasp out. The entire kitchen is covered in flour, including Kelly herself. There is what looks like a severely burnt pizza on top of the oven. Kelly bites her lip and looks at me oh so guiltily. I smile and my eyes start to water. She was trying to make us dinner. Kelly frowns.

“Oh, no. No, no, no. Don’t cry, please! I’m so sorry I tried to make you a romantic dinner and- and I was going to propose. I even bought, like, an $80 wine.”

Kelly explains in exhaustion and sadness. I smile and wipe away a rouge tear.

“You were going to propose?”

I ask with a smile. Kelly nods her head and reaches into the back pocket of her jeans to then pull out a royal blue ring box. I laugh and she frowns. I walk to her, carefully stepping over a broken egg, and reach into my own pocket. I pull out a velvet ring box and my blonde’s eyes widen.

“Y-You…really?”

Kelly asks incredulously. I smile and shrug, setting my box on the flour covered counter.

“I was. Not tonight but soon. I was, um, I was tired of waiting for you to make the perfect plan.”

I tease and take the box from her hands setting it down next to mine. Kelly blushes and takes my hands.

“So…it’s a yes? From the both of us?”

Kelly asks as she pulls me closer. I melt into her body the way we just fit into each other. I nod my head and she smiles. I smile and cup her cheek that has a streak of flour across it. We kiss slowly and deeply. I find myself pressed against the counter with Kelly’s hands wandering over my body. I wrap my arms around her neck and pull her closer, delving my tongue into her mouth. Kelly groans and reaches down to grab my ass with rough hands. Kelly starts to lead us to the ground and I break the kiss.

“What are you doing?”

I ask breathlessly. Kelly lays me back against the flour-covered floor.

“I want to make sweet sweet love to my amazing fiance on our kitchen floor.”

Kelly teases and nibbles at my lip. I smile and tease her back with the tip of my tongue. She groans and deepens the kiss. I tangle my fingers into her hair and lead her. Kelly moves her hands to push up my shirt to cup and squeeze my breasts. I moan and break the kiss for air. Kelly drops her mouth to my chest and jerks down my bra cups, exposing my hard nipples to the cold air. I hissed as her warm mouth enveloped my breast. Kelly flicks my nipple with her tongue and I groan.

“God, you’re amazing.”

I gasp out. Kelly raises her head with a smirk and connects our lips in a soft but firm kiss. How does she even do that? I move my hands to her back and pull her shirt over her head.

“Pull down your pants.”

Kelly whispers. I shake my head and unfasten her bra.

“Uh uh, you first.”

I whisper back and trail my hand down and around to her sweatpants as she leans back on her knees to take off her bra. I sit up with her and take a nipple into my mouth, sucking on the nub of flesh. Kelly moans and slides her fingers into my hair.

“Yes.”

Kelly moans out and moves her leg to straddle my own. I jerk down her pants then grab her ass hungrily.

“I want to fuck you so bad.”

I murmur against her chest and wrap my arms around her waist. Kelly’s hips start to grind against my leg.

“Then do it, just fucking do it.”

Kelly whispers softly, her fingers scratching down to the back of my neck. I groan and push my hand between her thighs, sliding into Kelly’s wet panties. Kelly moans and lets her head roll back on her shoulders.

“Fuck.”

Kelly moans and moves one hand down to cover my hand in her panties. I nibble at her collarbone and slide my fingers into her dripping pussy.

“Touch me too Kelly.”

I whisper, my clit throbbing almost painfully. Kelly uses her free hand to slide her hand onto my pants. I hum in pleasure when her fingers crush against my clit. Kelly’s hips move on my fingers and she thrusts herself harder and deeper onto me. I use my free hand to grab her ass and help her, moaning at her fingers still on my clit. Kelly rubs me harder and faster. I groan and lean back to look at her. To just take her in the vision of when she’s like this. Her lips are red and slightly swollen, her chest is heaving, and the muscles in her arm are contracting with tension to fuck me harder. She’s beautiful. Kelly gasps when I bend my wrist to crash the pad of my thumb against her clit and she looks down at me. Our eyes connect and I moan, my hips twitching under her touch. Kelly’s grip on my hand in her pants tightens and her teeth clench. I furrow my brows. Is she trying to hold off her orgasm? Kelly licks her lips and presses her forehead against mine.

“Cum with me Em. I want to cum with you. I want to feel you. I want to be your wife.”

Her words are pleading and desperate. I whimper and arch my back into her, my orgasm running through my body from my head to my feet. Kelly cries out and holds me close. Her muscles squeeze my fingers like a vice and her nails dig into my hand. I collapse back against the floor in a panting trembling mess. Kelly falls onto me and rests her forehead against my sweat slicked chest with her breath creating goosebumps to erupt across my skin. I shiver and remove my hand from her pants, she does the same.

“Please tell me we’re planning our wedding soon. I might die if I wait for another 6 moths for you to plan it.”

I whisper and run my fingers through her hair. Kelly kisses my chest with a smile.

“Did I really take 6 months?”

Kelly asks as she studies me from her spot resting on my chest. I chuckle and nod my head.

“Nearly 7 in 3 weeks. Promise me it won’t take longer to plan our wedding?”

I ask hopefully. Kelly leans forward to kiss me gently.

“Emily, I’d take you to town hall to elope if your mother wouldn’t hate me so much for doing it.”

Kelly whispers against my lips. I smile and nod my head.

“She would hate us both.”

I whisper back and bring her into another soft kiss. Kelly hums softly against my lips before pulling back. She leans onto her knees and zips up my jeans with a smile.

“I am going to order pizza, clean the kitchen, then open up the bottle of wine I splurged on.”

Kelly chuckles and helps me up. I smile and steal another kiss.

“I’ll be down in a minute to help clean up. I should change then call my mom to tell her the adorable details of your failed proposal, and mine.”

I tease and pull away. Kelly slaps my ass as I walk from the kitchen. I send a wink her way and walk upstairs with butterflies fluttering in my stomach. I’m going to marry her.

———-

“Don’t trip, don’t trip, don’t trip.”

I repeat as a mantra to myself as I walk down the aisle to my future wife. Though I haven’t looked at her yet. How can I? I’ll look up and be paralyzed with love…at least that’s what happened to my cousin Joanne when she married her husband. My dad is escorting me on my right side. He squeezes my hand.

“You’re not going to trip.”

He insists and I finally get the courage to look up at Kelly. Her hair is pulled back into a loose bun and her dress…oh god it’s beautiful. She’s beautiful. Her dress is strapless and comes down to flow out around her feet. Kelly smiles and I already see the tears in her eyes. I smile back and shyly look at the floor before back to her. My heart is the only thing paralyzed with love (thank god).

“You’re right.”

I whisper in a barely audible whisper. My father kisses me on the cheek and leaves me at the altar to go sit with my mom in the front row. I step to Kelly who wipes away a tear. I quickly kiss her cheek before standing in front of her. The priest begins but I can barely listen to him I’m staring at Kelly so much. We agreed on no vows to be against crying in the wedding. I take her hand and say I do as I slide on her ring. She does the same for me and I cry anyway. Kelly laughs softly and wipes away my tear.

“I pronounce you wife and wife. You may kiss your bride.”

I smile into our kiss. Kelly dips me down in her arms and deepens the kiss. I pull away with a chuckle and take her hand into mine. We walk down the aisle and out to the car. We have to drive to the hotel where we are having the reception for our wedding. We have our first dance and take pictures and talk and eat. But now I’m dancing with her again and as much as I love her dress I want to rip it off. I place a kiss just underneath her jawline and she shivers. Kelly is thinking about me too. I play lightly with the back of her dress and lean my forehead against her temple.

“Do you want to ditch our reception?”

I whisper into her ear with a smile. Kelly smiles and pulls back enough to look me in the eyes.

“And why would we do that?”

Kelly asks in amusement. I shrug and start to pull her off the dance floor.

“We don’t have to, but…”

I draw and wink at Sharon who is helping us sneak out. Sharon opens the door into the kitchen and watches for any interrupters. Sharon had left her husband a few months ago. Apparently, he had always thought of the LGBT community in that way and Sharon had no idea, nor did she agree with his opinions. After a few sessions of couples therapy, she had ended it. My heart aches for her but she also has my ultimate respect. I pull us through the kitchen before continuing.

“I would like to fuck my wife.”

I whisper dirty into her ear. Kelly groans and leads us out to the side of the hotel in a hurry. I push her against the wall with hungry eyes watching her. Kelly smirks and hikes up her dress to her waist.

“Pull your dress up Em.”

Kelly instructs and pushes down her silky white panties that should be fucking illegal they are so hot. I quickly do as she says and move between her spread legs. Before I can touch her she spins us so I am against the cold brick. I gasp softly and cup the back of her neck to steady myself. Kelly crushes our lips together. Our teeth and tongues clashing and struggling for dominance. Kelly suddenly drops to her knees and I ache for her lips until I see her intentions. I moan but shake my head as she keeps my dress up with one hand.

“I-I want to touch you too Kelly.”

I whine softly but she ignores me. Kelly gives me this amazingly intense look to show me she won’t be negotiating before sliding my white lace panties down my legs. I gasp softly when her lips surround my clit. Kelly moans and scratches her beautifully manicured nails down my thighs, making me shiver.

“Jesus, Kelly.”

I moan out softly and press my hands against the rough wall. Kelly flicks her tongue against my clit and my hips jerk for more.

“More.”

I whimper out and move my hand down to tangle in her hair. Kelly swats my hand away and pulls her mouth back from my clit.

“You’ll mess up my hair and you’re aunt will kill you. Do you know how long this took?”

Kelly asks incredulously, fixing her hair gently. I whimper and look down at her.

“Kelly, can you please fuck me so I can fuck you then get back to our reception? Please?”

I ask angrily. Kelly smirks and kisses my thigh.

“You’re so eloquent with your words.”

Kelly teases and I growl. She chuckles and sucks my clit in between her sexy lips. I relax back against the wall and grind against her mouth. I moan and moan, getting closer to my orgasm with every flick and suck she gives me. It feels so good I start mumbling incoherent words until I look down at her looking back up at me and finally get out some words. She’s probably getting her dress dirty and I will be doing the same in a few minutes.

“Do you know how sexy you are in your dress?”

I whisper to her. Kelly moans against me and reaches around to grab my ass. I shudder in pleasure when she pulls me harder against her mouth. I bite my lip harder to bite back my scream and arch into her mouth. I cum so hard against her mouth I feel like I’m falling down the wall. Until I actually am because the next thing I know Kelly is standing with me pressed against the wall with her lips kissing my neck. I release a sigh and wrap my arm around her waist while the other slides around the back of her neck to pull her back and kiss her gently. Kelly kisses me harder and reaches down between us to pull up my panties. I smirk into the kiss as I spin us around and press her against the wall. Her tongue teases my bottom lip as we break apart for air. I slide my hand down the front of her dress and into her panties. Kelly lets out a breathy sigh and wraps her arms loosely around my neck. I hum in amusement at the amount of wetness between her thighs.

“My wife is so wet for me.”

I whisper against her lips. Kelly smiles and rolls her hips.

“Mhmm, and horny. Are you going to fuck me today or tomorrow?”

Kelly teases and pulls me closer. I dip my fingers down lower and push two fingers into her. Kelly groans and bites her lip.

“Both.”

I husk and push my thigh between hers, using my leg to fuck her harder. She slides her fingers into my loosely curled hair and crashes our lips together with a moan. I gasp for air against her lips and press my thumb to her clit. Kelly moans and rocks harder against my hand. She’s close. I can tell by the way her hand tightens in my hair and she pulls me deeper into the kiss. I pull my hand back and she growls.

“Put your fingers back in my cunt or so help me I will divorce you tomorrow.”

Kelly hissed, reaching down to grab my wrist. I chuckle and drop to my knees.

“Yes, honey.”

I tease as if we are a seasoned married couple and thrusts my fingers back into her. Kelly lets out a soft gasp and her head rolls back against the wall. I move my mouth to her clit and moan at the taste of her.

“Yes.”

Kelly groans and bucks against my mouth. I moan deeply against her and suck hard. Kelly whimpers and spreads her legs wider. Her hand comes to rest at the back of my head and pulls me closer. I flick my tongue out past my lips and stroke her clit while continuing to pump into her sopping wet pussy. Kelly tries to keep her moans quiet but once she arches off the wall it’s pointless. She cries out and digs her nails into my skull. Her body shudders in orgasm as her juices flow out onto my tongue and fingers. I moan and bury my face deeper into her. Kelly squeals and pushes my head away then covers her clit with her hand. I stop my fingers and lick my lips as I look up at her.

“Sorry. You know I love how you taste.”

I whisper and kiss her thigh. Kelly hums softly and I pull my fingers out of her. I stand up and kiss her lightly.

“We need to get back inside.”

I whisper to her and kiss her neck. Kelly hums again and nods her head. I chuckle in amusement and pull up her panties then straighten her dress.

“Come on Wife. Let’s say our goodbyes before we leave for the honeymoon.”

I whisper into her ear and take her hand. Kelly stops me and pulls me back to her. She wraps her arm around my shoulder and places her free hand on my cheek. Her fingertips trace my lips and she leans forward to barely kiss me.

“Dance with me again?”

Kelly whispers and rests her forehead against mine. I smile softly and nod my head. I take her hand from my cheek and wrap my other arm around her waist. Kelly folds her hand into mine and uses the arm around my shoulder to pull me closer. I lean my head against her and close my eyes as she starts to hum something slow and calming. It shouldn’t be romantic. We’re dancing behind the hotel building next to a bunch of dumpsters. But, all I can smell is her, all I feel is her, all I want is her, all I need is her. She’s with me for now and forever.

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Well, there you have it my lovelies! The final ending to the ‘My History Teacher’ series. I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! Thank you all for the support of this series, I really do appreciate it (; Don’t forget to comment and vote for this story! I’m currently posting a new series ‘Yes, Detective’ along with many other one shots that have VERY hot potential so keep tuned in on my stories (;

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